If there is a paradise in this world, then for the old cowboys, this place is now.

After all, not everyone can study the weapons of the first generation species and the first generation species themselves, and there is even a living next generation species that can be communicated.

How could an old cowboy be willing to leave in such a place?

Although he was reluctant to leave before, he just pretended to behave and played a role in an active atmosphere.

That's what he explained anyway.

"What about the next generation of people who can communicate with each other." The old cowboy came to his senses and asked quickly.

"Oh, I'm preparing to cocoonize. After all, his original size is too big, and we need him to become a human." Mo Qiuran said.

The cocoonization of the dragon clan is such an unreasonable process. It only takes some energy to switch between the two species. If it is converted from human form to dragon form, it needs to absorb huge biological energy. If it is converted from dragon form to human form, it is enough to use the dragon scales and flesh that you have to give up.

"Take me to see, take me to see!" The old cowboy immediately abandoned the brass jar and ran over to grab Mo Qiuran's hand. However, Mo Qiuran seemed to have not moved, but in a flash he avoided him.

"Vice Principal, don't be so excited. The so-called cocoon is just spinning silk. What's the good thing about it?" Mo Qiuran said indifferently, "Let's send you back first!"

"That's a phenomenon that I've only heard of, but I've never seen before! Mo Qiuran, please take me there, I... you can choose my collection at will!" The old cowboy understood that it would be impossible not to get some blood this time.

Thinking of this, he wanted to slap himself in the face when he was doing something wrong. Why are he yelling to go back to the base while he was idle?

...

The process of cocoonization was not very good. At least in Mo Qiuran's opinion, he simply didn't know what methods to turn himself into a huge cocoon. When he came out of the cocoon, the fifteen-meter giant beast Dragon Assistant turned into a little boy, looking quite pretty.

But this seemed extremely incredible to the old cowboy. If it weren't for Mo Qiuran's stopping him, he would even want to get some from the remaining cocoons and go back to study.

"What is your name?" Mo Qiuran asked curiously.

"Hmph! Shameless..." The little boy wanted to show that he was actually very angry now, but after carefully measuring the combat power of both sides... he held back again. In the previous state of the dragon clan, he had no power to fight back. Now he has become a human form, and he has no chance of resisting.

In essence, his age is probably the ancestor of everyone in this world, but the appearance of this little boy is too embarrassing.

"My name is Samson," Samson said.

"... At first glance, I thought I was a great-grandson," Mo Qiuran muttered, "Then let's go first, don't worry, as long as your king has no idea of ​​destroying the world, we will not do anything to him. If you can tell us something valuable, then we will give you a chance to persuade him!"

"No...shameless!" Samson's pretty little face instantly flushed. Of course, he understood that Mo Qiuran was simply using the king's [egg] as a hostage, but the problem was that he had no other way now!

If you are coerced once, then there will be the next time. The opening will become bigger and bigger when the opening is opened.

As we all know, it is not only women's clothing, but the difference between zero and countless times.

"Yeah, yes, I'm a shameless person, that's right." Mo Qiuran replied indifferently, "But my suggestion is to find a piece of clothing to put on first, otherwise you'll be more like a shameless person than me."

"Ah!" Samson realized that he had just changed from a dragon clan to a human state, so he was still naked.

Fortunately, except for him, only Mo Qiuran and Lao Cowboy are both men, but they don’t have much impact.

So Samson left to find clothes, and the old cowboy asked, "Aren't you worried that he would take the opportunity to run away?"

"If he could run, he would have run away long ago. After all, there was a chance before." Mo Qiuran said, "He will come back for his king."

After a while, Samson really came back jogging like that, and seemed to be worried that Mo Qiuran and the others would leave early.

"Okay, let's talk about the rest on the boat." Mo Qiuran put his hand on them. After he could master the bug-level thing like Divine Power, he had already figured out many ways to use it, and taking people through the thick body was one of them.

So the next second, the three of them... were wrong. To be precise, one half man and one half dragon appeared in the cabin.

"Big Big..." Samson was surprised that he suddenly changed his environment around him. He subconsciously looked at the person who looked at him, then widened his eyes and suddenly became a little stuttering, and the whole dragon's body was shaking like a sieve.

"Hmm? What's the big one?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"No, no, no, no! I mean this ship is so big!" Samson was sensible and finally found an excuse that sounded a bit reasonable.

"Senior, how long has this dragon been out?" Xia Mi asked curiously, "It's so strange that I haven't even seen a big ship!"

"I don't know, I have to have a thousand years..." Mo Qiuran replied.

"Oh..." Xia Mi suddenly realized, "No wonder!"

Samson: "…"

What did he hear?

Oh my God!

As a dragon clan, he is quite sensitive to his superiors. The suppression that exists in his bloodline does not mean that he can hide it. Therefore, Samson recognized what Xia Mi existed almost immediately.

The noble first generation seed, the king of the earth and the mountain, and one of the four great monarchs, Yemenggard!

Then……

What did this person call this human?

Senior?

What's going on with this delicate tone?

Shouldn’t we show our kingly demeanor and kill these humans directly?

Samson thought so.

The moment he saw Xia Mi, he almost knelt down on the spot. Fortunately, Xia Mi glared at him, and his head was smart enough, so he reacted in time.

But what is going on now?

Since you can realize this, it means that this king has awakened... Then why do you still do such a thing? Is it for fun?

Or...because I can't beat it?

Thinking of this, Samson couldn't help but reject it again. In his heart, the king was an almost invincible existence, unless it was the unique emperor!

Just humans, it is absolutely impossible to do such things. They must be too weak!

The king of the earth and the mountain must have her purpose in hiding it so much. She just needs not to be exposed, and there will definitely be a chance to communicate in the future!

Samson came to the conclusion.

then--

Tani Palace

"Baibaibai..." He widened his eyes again when his eyes fell on Airiyi.

"What's white?" Mo Qiuran asked again.

"White... I haven't seen the day in a long time!" Samson forced back.

Mo Qiuran just laughed, but did not expose him.

Although there was one more person when he went back, this kind of thing seemed quite strange, but it was an army after all, and his professional qualities were quite good. No one asked about Samson's identity, nor did anyone ask about his outfit that obviously did not look like modern people.

That is, when Mo Qiuran left in the end, he chatted with the instructor for a few more words, but before long, the instructor waved his hand and quickly sent Mo Qiuran away. After the conversation continued, he didn't know how many more confidentiality agreements he had to sign. Is this guy thinking that he was not tired of signing, right?

...

After returning to the beach villa with his things, the group happened to meet Lao Tang.

"King King..." Samson almost wanted to kneel down.

"What's the king?" Mo Qiuran asked with a smile.

"Wang... I will definitely not let you go!" Samson returned again, at least that's what he thought.

But since the king is here, why don’t he take action in advance? No, there is another king. Are they in the form of mutual restraint, so they dare not act rashly?

Wait, is the information about Baidi City leaked by another king, who wants to use this human hand to attack my king?

Samson fell into a conspiracy theory.

"Old Tang! What are you doing with silence?" Lu Mingfei's voice came, and then he walked out, his eyes lit up, "Boss is back!"

"Emperor Emperor..." This time, before Mo Qiuran asked, Samson fainted when he closed his eyes.

His last thought before he fainted was-

"What the hell is this going on! I'm just a small second-generation seed that can't stand the destruction of all the big guys. Hello! What does this boss mean? I must be dreaming, right? It must be! When I open my eyes, I will find that I'm still in the original Baidi City!"

"Eh?" Lu Mingfei looked at Samson who fell softly to the ground, "What's going on? Boss, did he faint?"

"Yes, maybe I feel too shocked..." Mo Qiuran smiled and did not expose it. He felt that the current situation seemed very interesting.

"What shocked? Are you shocked us so handsome? Hahaha!" Old Tang said with a big laugh. After laughing for a long time, no one in the villa laughed with him, so he had to stop awkwardly.

"Boss, what did you get back when you go out this time?" Lu Mingfei changed the subject. He probably guessed something, but now Old Tang is still hard to say, so he lit up and looked at the brass jar that Mo Qiuran brought.

"This is an egg." Mo Qiuran patted the brass jar, making a crisp sound of metal being knocked.

"Egg? Although I haven't read a few years, how could there be eggs that are made of metal?" Lao Tang was the first to refute, "And the patterns and patterns on it were obviously not formed naturally but were carved by someone. This thing, judging from my long-term tomb robbery, must be a cultural relic!"

"It is naturally impossible if it is an ordinary creature, but I have never said that this is an egg for an ordinary creature." Mo Qiuran observed Lao Tang's reaction, "This is an egg for the dragon clan!"

Lao Tang: "!!!"

"Tortoise! ​​The egg of the dragon clan?" Old Tang instantly thought of the monster he saw that day and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Lu Mingfei did not retreat. He just looked at the egg with a strange look. After all, he had accepted his identity as the god of the dragon clan and the ancestor of the dragon clan.

So when he saw this egg, his first thought was not, "Damn, the dragon clan is so terrible, even the egg is so big! It's still metal!"

But—"Damn, I could actually make such a big egg before! It's still metal!"
To be continued...