When the rising sun rose and the morning glow spread across the eastern sky, Long Yeer suddenly pulled Lan Xin and handed her a black coat.

Lan Xin glanced at the black coat under the white armor on Long Ye'er's body, recalling that she had seen the armor style of the Apocalypse Legion before, so she followed the local customs and put on the rough black linen clothes.

Lan Xin quickly put on her clothes, only to feel that the gray-white fur collar at the collar of her coat was itchy and uncomfortable.

She shook her head, then reached out and took out the fur collar from the coat she had just put on, and then she felt better.

Then he looked at Long Ye'er with expectant eyes, which made Long Ye'er look confused.

"Sister Smurf, why are you looking at me like that?" Long Ye'er asked in confusion.

Lan Xin's eyes moved slightly, and the light of expectation in her eyes became brighter, and she said with a smile: "Sister Ye Zi, I have put on the clothes of your Apocalypse tribe. Do you have to give me a set of armor as well, otherwise it will feel nondescript.

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Lan Xin said as she pretended to look at the exquisite white metal armor on Long Ye'er's body, feeling envious.

He glanced at the black linen clothes on his body with disgust, his brows were knitted together, and he looked quite troubled.

"Aren't you armored by the Flying Demon Tiger, and you are quite majestic?" Long Ye'er asked back, then thought of something again, and looked at the earth covered with golden light.

She then took out a breastplate armor from the package behind her. It was shining white, with a few claw marks remaining on it, and it looked a little rusty.

"Here, I gave it to you, you don't have to pay it back!" Long Ye'er generously handed the tattered and badly worn chest armor to Lan Xin.

Although Lan Xin was a little disappointed that the armor was of average shape, she still happily took it and put it on because she didn't want it for free.

This chest armor looks of poor quality and is not light in weight. Fortunately, Lan Xin has a slender figure and does not look bulky when wearing it, and her movements are not affected.

"Haha!" Long Ye'er puffed out his chest, and his chest, which had begun to take shape, pressed tightly against his well-fitting armor, just right.

Lan Xin glared at Long Ye'er, of course she knew what that guy was laughing at?

He lowered his head and looked at the armor he had just received. If he hadn't worn it thickly in the winter, normally, if he were walking, his chest and back would have been in contact with the rather large armor, which would have been very uncomfortable.

"Sister Lan, our women's sternum usually develops at the age of seven. You have grown up a little leisurely!" Long Ye'er glanced at Lan Xin's thin figure and started to find something to say again.

"What do you know? Only those who have accumulated a lot of experience can achieve great success. A precocious bug like you is destined to be eaten by birds, hum..."

Lan Xin said that Long Ye'er's words were a bit hurtful, so she had to be tough and talk a few random words.

"Oh, you can't say such nonsense..." Long Ye'er hurriedly covered Lan Xin's mouth, then looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found no one.

Lan Xin is confused, what's wrong? Long Ye'er can only laugh at herself, but can't fight back?

This Tianqi Dragon Clan is really overbearing!

"Why can't you say it? You were laughing at me just now!" Lan Xin tried her best to break away from Long Ye'er, her face reddened with anger.

"Smurfette, did you know that there are records in ancient books. The natural enemy of our dragon clan is a mysterious ancient bird beast. Legend has it that it is huge and powerful. It is several times faster than lightning, and it can defy time and space.

Magical power. The most terrifying thing is that it is said to feed on dragons, which is extremely scary and is also a taboo of our dragon clan."

As Long Ye'er was talking, a gloomy wind came, which made Lan Xin shiver involuntarily.

"So scary? What's its name?" Lan Xin asked curiously.

"Aren't you afraid?" Long Ye'er was already a head taller than Lan Xin. Now he was looking down, and the oncoming pressure made Lan Xin murmur in her heart.

Could it be that Long Ye'er was scaring him? Is there really a powerful ancient beast that feeds on dragons?

"What are you afraid of? I'm not a dragon, I'm a big tiger!" Lan Xin made tiger claw movements with her hands and protested at Long Ye'er.

"Oh, believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, in the Dragon Clan, you must never talk about bugs being eaten by birds, otherwise you will make people angry and you will be beaten. I will not save you." Long Ye'er pretended to be indifferent.

appearance.

Lan Xin somewhat believed this to be true, but she felt guilty.

Long Ye'er said that people who react after drinking Longyuan wine usually have dragon blood in their bodies. And if I remember correctly, Brother Eight once said that his great-grandfather was from the Apocalypse Dragon Clan.

So she Lan Xin also has a meager dragon bloodline, and she impulsively chose the dragon soul as her main soul. Does this make her feel guilty?

"Hey, what is that?" Lan Xin was thinking about the ancient birds and beasts Long Ye'er said, and felt a little discouraged.

Suddenly, a figure walked not far away, and then another one...

At some point behind him, there were some women in white clothes holding special large scissors standing quietly aside, with cold and serious faces.

What's even weirder is that the movements of the women in white are also very coordinated, as if they are one person.

But they are obviously as mechanical and cold as steel, but they give people a sense of freedom and freedom, as if they are not bound by anything and can walk freely between heaven and earth.

It wasn't until she saw the light red blood stains on their hands and faces that Lan Xin realized that these were probably the "peasant women" busy in the trees last night?

Thinking of the Tianqi tribe's so-called folk custom of all people being soldiers, Lan Xin seemed to understand something.

And Lan Xin also noticed that Long Ye'er, who had been pretending to be an adult just now, also lowered his head slightly, and his aura was completely reduced in front of these "peasant women".

"Child, you are not a dragon? Why did you come to our Tianqi tribe?" A little girl slightly taller than Lan Xin suddenly asked.

Lan Xin saw her coming from behind and took a closer look. She saw that the little girl was holding a pair of large scissors that did not match her small hands. There were three deep and long blood marks on her face.

"Me?" Lan Xin said that she was a little stressed in the big crowd. But when she saw her peers, she immediately gained confidence.

She immediately showed an exaggerated bitter face and said unhappily: "My relatives took me to the Tianqi tribe, uh, help!"

"What help can you do? We don't need outsiders to take care of our dragon clan's affairs. Where did you come from and where are you going?" The little girl said in a very unceremonious tone with a wary look on her face.

Lan Xin was not angry, and replied calmly: "I am not an outsider! My great-grandfather is from the Tianqi tribe. Isn't this a busy time for farming? I also come back to help, more people have more efforts, and I will go home after I finish the work.

It’s Chinese New Year!”

"Oh? So you're here to cut branches!" When the cold-faced little girl heard this, her complexion became a little better, and she retreated into the crowd again without saying a word.

Lan Xin suddenly felt that there were a lot more footsteps around her. When she looked again, she was deeply shocked.

I don't know when a majestic and huge city appeared in front of me. Under the golden sunshine, it stood like an indestructible black fortress on the earth.
Chapter completed!