Long Xiang felt a chill. Although he was mentally prepared, when the old man actually talked about it, he felt a little unable to accept it.
"Haha, can't you accept it?" The old man looked at Long Xiang and couldn't help laughing.
"Not bad." Long Xiang nodded, looked at the old man and said, "Why do you do this?" "Haha, people have all kinds of hobbies. The people in Wushan Heavy Prison actually contain the characteristics of all living beings.
." The old man laughed and said: "In fact, there is a devil living in everyone's heart, but usually this devil does not appear.
When it appears, you will realize how terrible it is."
"Yes, there is a devil living in everyone's heart." Long Xiang agreed with this sentence. He felt that good and evil coexist deep in everyone's heart.
For a person who looks like a humble gentleman, who knows how terrifying the dark side is deep in his heart?
"There is no absolute good or evil in this world." The old man suddenly stared at Long Xiang. The veins on his forehead were exposed, making him look a little ferocious. "Even if you have done a lot before, you may be corrupted by one thing."
In order to protect his reputation, especially a kind person, he walks on thin ice every step he takes, because if he does one wrong thing, he may fall into deep trouble.
Yuan." "And for a very evil person, even if he does a trivial good thing, others will think that he has good intentions. Tell me, why is this?" Something subtle suddenly appeared on the old man's face.
The black scales on his body are almost
It's a state of rage.
"You are from the black dragon clan." Long Xiang was surprised. He finally understood why this old man had a familiar feeling. It turned out that he was related to him.
Although the black dragon clan cannot be called true dragons, it can still be regarded as a side clan. However, this race has always been known for its evil. It has been wiped out on a large scale before and was almost exterminated.
It's no wonder that the old man gets excited when he mentions cannibalism. Their race, in ancient times, was mainly cannibalistic. He never thought that he would encounter a black dragon here.
"What do you want to do?" A supervisor had already noticed something was wrong here, and walked over with a black stick glowing with blue electric arcs.
"It's okay, I just haven't eaten anyone for a long time, and now I have some aftertaste." The old man chuckled, and the scales on his face gradually disappeared.
"Be more honest from now on." The supervisor shuddered. He seemed to have remembered what kind of existence this old man was. He gave a gentle warning and then left. The scales on the old man's face gradually faded.
Disappeared, he chuckled and said: "Yes, I am the black dragon clan. In this world, there are not many people who know the black dragon clan. I see that there is a familiar aura on you. We should be the same kind of people."
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"Haha, you and I are not the same kind of people. I am a guardian, an authentic dragon bloodline." Long Xiang sneered.
In their bones, they look down on the black dragon group. After all, this race was strangled by the ancient powerful forces.
The black dragon clan reproduces very quickly and is ferocious by nature, so they are destined to be wiped out from this world, and there is no need to discuss it. After all, their existence has had a great impact on this world.
"The True Dragon Queen, haha, it's true, but you, who have been deprived of your inheritance, are you still the True Dragon Queen?" The old man sneered and said: "You have been imprisoned in Wushan Heavy Prison, in your heart
Don’t you have any numbers?”
The old man's words poured down on Long Xiang's head like a basin of cold water. His whole body was so cold that he couldn't say a word.
Yes, he has been deprived of his inheritance, so what qualifications does he have to claim that he is of the true dragon lineage?
His status as a guardian is gone and he is already a bereaved dog. What qualifications does he have to mention this?
"What can you do with these sanctimonious people who claim to be orthodox of the Dragon Clan? Haha, if you make a mistake, don't you end up with the same fate as me? Do you think there is any difference between us?"
"We are all serving time in Wushan Heavy Prison. How do you think you are more noble than me?" The old man laughed and said, "Are you orthodox? Tell me, where is your orthodoxy?"
Long Xiang was speechless. Yes, he is now in Wushan Heavy Prison. In what way is he nobler than others?
He is just a lost dog now. What right does he have to look down on the black dragon clan?
"Yes, what right do I have to look down on you now? I'm just a lost dog." Long Xiang said mockingly, "There is actually no difference between you and me."
"As you said, if a good person does good deeds all his life, he will fall into the abyss because of one thing... I have been a guardian for so long, haha, I have dedicated my life to Dragon Scale, but what is the result I get?
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"I was deprived of my inheritance and then thrown into this heavy prison, never to be able to make a breakthrough." Long Xiang laughed at himself: "This is my result."
"Haha, so our results are the same." The old man laughed loudly and said: "All living beings are equal, and good and evil coexist."
"Senior." Long Xiang bowed his hands deeply to the old man and said, "I understand."
"Haha, that's good if you understand." The old man chuckled and said, "However, it is indeed a pity that you have ended up here. Do you have ambitions?"
"Yes." There was a flame in Long Xiang's eyes, and he said solemnly: "I want to take back what I lost, and I want to fight back what hurt me."
"That's right." The old man chuckled and said, "But how do you get out of here?"
"You must have a way." Long Xiang bowed his hands deeply to the old man and said, "I hope senior can give me some advice."
"The extremely cold iron can help you break through an obstacle." The old man handed the very smooth iron rod in his hand to Long Xiang and said: "With this thing, I think you should know how to do it."
"Thank you, senior, I know how to do it." Long Xiang took the thing from the old man's hand.
"Haha, it's good to know." The old man laughed.
"When I'm ready, I'll get out of here." Long Xiang smiled.
"Oh, don't you plan to leave alone?" The old man was a little surprised.
"I have no intention of leaving here alone." Long Xiang smiled, his eyes looking a little scary: "With a group of people, I may have more chances to succeed." "Haha,
Yes, this is the best, but you have to plan it carefully. The people here are not ordinary people. If you use it well, it will be of great benefit to you." The old man laughed.