The girl was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

The waterfall roars like thunder and the water vapor is green. A beautiful woman with long black hair and white dress stands in the air. Half-covered by the mist, she is powerful yet charming. The tree-like dragon horns and pointed ears, the long dragon tail behind her, flicking it casually, tilting its head.

He looked curiously at the half-dragon clan on the shore.

"Master...Master...ho ho..."

The half-dragon elder who was still kneeling devoutly frowned.

He looked back at his granddaughter and secretly lamented that her talent was outstanding but her temperament was not stable yet. She was still too young and she had already been on her own back then.

"Hoo..."

The graceful girl raised her hand in panic and trembling, pointing to the waterfall.

The old man's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widened, and he had some kind of guess in his heart.

His body trembled, his lips trembled and he slowly turned his head.

The waterfall is majestic and full of water vapor, and the mist is undulating. When the white mist falls, a mysterious figure is revealed. In an instant, the oppression from the blood makes the old man almost suffocate. Maybe he has not seen the dragon for a long time, so that the old patriarch does not know how to communicate and is at a loss.

Looking at each other.

The other half-dragons who were kneeling and bowing their heads gradually raised their heads.

Collective petrification and sluggishness...

The waterfall rumbles.

The scene was strangely awkward and quiet. In the lake, an otter lay on its back and held its sleeping cub in its arms.

I have imagined seeing a dragon countless times, but when I actually saw it, I was at a loss. There was a huge gap between the majestic and domineering dragon in my imagination.

Bai Yujun's tilted head moved and tilted to the other side.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Well... Long Wei, a half-dragon human race, and his clansmen, pay homage to Her Highness the Dragon Girl."

The old man with a higher level of cultivation than Bai Yujun actually touched his forehead directly to the ground. The young men and women and a group of half-dragon masters behind him bowed their heads, which surprised Bai Yujun deeply.

"No need to be polite, you don't need to kneel down to anyone."

The dragon girl's words surprised the half-dragon, and some of them couldn't react.

"Your Highness is right."

The old man nodded behind him to indicate that he could stand up. It was really difficult to adapt to kneeling and bowing his head. If not for the strict instructions of their ancestors, they would not have knelt down to the dragon girl they met for the first time. After tens of thousands of years, countless generations of half-dragons had no idea about the dragon clan.

Respect will inevitably waver.

Bai Yujun looked around. There was a rock outcropping the water near the lake. The water vapor wetted the moss, showing its vicissitudes.

Float gently over.

Fall down and sit lazily on the rock, with your white skirt spread out.

The long white dragon tail swung back and forth, half-circled around the rock, and played with the water with its fluffy tail tip.

The waterfall is the background, and the white mist fills the air.

"What do you want from me?"

Perhaps it was Bai Yujun's casualness that made the half-dragons no longer restrained, and the atmosphere became a little more relaxed. The eyes of the young half-dragon boys and girls were full of curiosity.

The old patriarch Long Kuai thought about it for a while.

"Your Highness the Dragon, since the ancient dragon clan lost its dominance, our clan has never been able to see the real dragon again. Generation after generation of clan members have been waiting for tens of thousands of years. We are weak and fighting alone. We are in a difficult situation..."

Maybe it is really difficult for the half-dragon clan, and the tone of grief does not seem to be fake.

Maybe thinking of some sad and sad things, his old face turned red and he gritted his teeth. Bai Yujun remembered that the hatred between the half-dragons and the Dragon Palace was unforgettable.

Sure enough, after recounting many tragedies, he mentioned the Dragon Palace.

"Xiao Xiao from the Shenlong Palace! Betrayed the original intention! Used the name of the Shenlong for personal gain!"

"Persecuting the children of my clan for practicing evil arts! They are getting worse and worse and want to destroy our half-dragon clan!"

"More colluding with evil spirits!"

"Even though our clan moved to Jiuli, the Shenlong Temple still refused to give up. It never stopped harassing and threatening, forcing our clan to be enslaved by them, and offering their young children to practice martial arts. If we don't obey, they will kill my half-dragon clan!"

On rocks in the water.

Bai Yujun flicked his dragon tail and thought quietly.

At present, it seems that the half-dragons do not know that there is an old monster in the Divine Dragon Palace. Xiao, it is hidden in the Divine Dragon Palace. If it knew, it would be scared to death.

In addition, analyze the strength of each party based on heavenly intelligence.

The half-dragon clan is not weak.

After all, his qualifications are far beyond those of ordinary people. He has weak dragon blood and high talent.

However, they were suppressed by a group of monsters with some dragon blood. I don't know how the half-dragon monsters left behind by the dragons were so powerful that they were able to name themselves in the heaven. Although they were ranked lower, Bai Yujun speculated that the Dragon Palace was worried about the rise of the half-dragon clan, so

Perennial persecution and suppression.

Ignoring the demon clan, Jiuli is more powerful than the Shenlong Palace. Back then, it was a powerful force that could compete with the Heavenly Court, but it was defeated sadly.

Reach out and grab a branch from the water.

Holding it in the small mouth.

"The Divine Dragon Palace has a grudge against me. I will discuss with the Heavenly Army and Jiuli to suppress the Divine Dragon Palace."

Many half-dragons were not too happy.

Perhaps, I was just overjoyed when I suddenly saw the real dragon, and the excitement subsided. I remembered that the white dragon was just a Xuanxian. As for suppressing the Shenlong Palace, I didn’t have too many expectations. It was more about finding a sense of belonging. Even if I choose to join, I can only do it.

Those four people at the bottom of the sea.

Long Wei nodded.

"Your Highness, don't be impatient. We must take a long-term approach to pacify the Dragon Palace."

Moubai saw it clearly and changed his sitting position to feel the cool water vapor out of boredom.

The old man looked at Bai Yujun and spoke again.

"Excuse me, Your Highness, have you... ever seen the four dragon kings of the sea? When will they be able to get out of trouble?"

After saying that, all the half-dragons looked over with earnest eyes.

Bai Yujun smiled.

Well, I call myself His Highness, and when it comes to the Undersea Purgatory, I call the four Dragon Kings. The hierarchy is quite strict. After all, I still feel that the wild dragons in the lower world are not respected enough. If they don't transform into real dragons, they won't even say hello.

After talking for a long time, I only trusted the four Qingshao people with pure blood.

Long Wei, who was experienced in dealing with people, looked embarrassed and spoke impatiently.

The dragon horns on the head of the half-dragon are very small.

Just a short length.

If you don't pay attention, you may be ignored.

Bai Yujun's dragon horns are very large, pointed slightly backward, and branched like antlers.

Touching the dragon's horn out of boredom.

"I've seen it."

"Really? Are the four Dragon Kings okay?"

The eyes of all the half-dragons were bright, and Bai Bai didn't know how to maintain their hope.

Lower your head and turn your palms to look at your nails.

"It seems okay. The Dragon Palace under the sea is both a dragon palace and a prison. The Dragon King is both a power and a prisoner. There is no chance of escape within hundreds of years. I don't know what will happen in the future."

"Ah? This..."

I was panicking again, as if I couldn't find the organization.

Bai Yujun waved his little hand, summoning a ball of mist and rubbing it, creating a lifelike human face.

"This is a half-dragon with good talents, but in the end he cut off his half-dragon characteristics and fell into hell, turning into an accomplice of evil spirits and demons. Do you recognize him?"

When he saw the human face clearly, the young half-dragon looked confused.

Only the old patriarch and a few elderly people looked ugly, as if they were remembering the shame and embarrassment.

"I understand. Because of some betrayal, I became a disciple of a certain god."

The vague words made Bai Yujun suddenly become serious.

"Who? Do you have a portrait?"

I desperately want to know who that god is.

"His magic is very powerful, and he didn't even mention his name."
To be continued...