Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 190 Mom, I want to...

"Ah, yes, yes, we have seen it before." Qianjie Chick nodded like pecking at rice, and his golden pupils were filled with one meaning: perfunctory.

Question: When a giant dragon that is too skinny for you to stuff her teeth and existed when your ancestor was a tadpole, what should you say when you say that you have seen Ni in front of you?
It can only be a small quilt in the bridge hole, and say yes to everyone you meet.

Otherwise, what else can I do?
Leaving aside the embarrassing question of whether you can fight or not, people's age is there. If you insist on saying that you have an agreement with you in your previous life or in your previous life, can you still refute it?

Thousands of kalpas have no past life memory, ah no, it seems that there is.

But he can't show his so-called past life memory, which means that you, Silver Dragon King, are actually a love brain whose brain is no higher than that of a real lizard, right?If he really wants to show up, let alone slap him to death with an angry wing, with Yinlong's almost mountain-like body, if he roars or rolls a few times due to emotional fluctuations, he will become a small pancake for a thousand kalpas.

The kind that Huo Yulin can't fight for hundreds of years.

When there is no way to use the so-called past life memory as evidence, the other party can only admit what they say for a thousand kalpas—anyway, you have no past life memory, how can you be sure that your past life must not be so-and-so?
Even if the Silver Dragon King said that he was a dragon god in his previous life, he still couldn't refute it...

"You don't think I will say something like, I know your previous life?" Yinlong seemed to guess what Qianjie was thinking, and there was a hint of inexplicable teasing in his beautiful voice, " Although I did see it, I remember that I never mentioned it, how did you think of it in your previous life?"

"Di Tian." Qian Jie closed his glasses and calmed down his thoughts a little before opening them again.

But there was still a trace of irritability in his voice.

This sentence is very similar to the first generation of angel gods, which made Qianjie always pay attention to it, and he would naturally think of such a very mysterious answer in the previous life.

It can't be that the pure blood inheritance leads to the similar appearance. How can the God of Angels be a person from nearly 2 years ago, and there will only be more and no less. How can the blood be returned to the ancestors after such a long interval?

What's more, there is no blood left in the lineage of Angels - this point has been confirmed by Gu Yun.

He was just a lucky one who got the inheritance of the angel god by chance.

All of Gu Yue's confusing behavior seemed to have an answer.

"Almost forgot, Ditian also saw him." In the world filled with countless elements, only Miss Yinlong's voice seemed to be laughing, "It looks like, don't you believe it?"

The huge dragon pupils like purple gemstones looked at Qianjie again, with an inexplicable smile on one of them.

Just like him, laughing all the time.

"I don't believe it." Qian Jie shook his head.

"Why don't you believe it? Obviously a lot of evidence proves this, for example, I have been following you..."

"There is also a lot of evidence to prove that I am not." Qianjie interrupted her, "If I remember correctly, the earrings owned by Yulin belonged to the first generation of angel gods. Although it is not uncommon for men to wear earrings, the pair of earrings It is obviously a female thing, no matter how you think about it, the first-generation Angel God should not be a psychopath who disguises himself as a woman."

"The definition of gender has nothing to do with God. Maybe you were a woman in the previous life, but you just became a man in this life. Even if you want to be a girl now, I can't help you." Giant Dragon Excitement was evident in his pupils, "Seriously, are you interested in switching genders, how about we experience swapping genders?"

It's not right to jump off like a normal person, this thing is a dragon.

The air suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

"What's wrong with you?!" Qian Jie's voice suddenly increased, and then he turned and fled at an extremely fast speed.

He just wants to enter other people's lives, how can there be any reason for others to enter his life? !

"Oh, just kidding." Simultaneously with the sigh, Qian Jie's figure was fixed back to its original position, and even turned around.

She obviously didn't see any movement of the silver dragon, but considering this space full of turbulent elements, it's not difficult to understand her methods.

In other words, this is just a god finally revealing part of her power.

"Is it possible that those earrings belong to me?" Her voice suddenly changed, and she no longer had that unpredictable smile, as if she was sentimental about something.

"Angel God should be a majestic and upright person no matter what he thinks, and he is not the same as an evil soul master like me." Qian Jie tried to struggle, but found that he had been confined within three feet around his body In the space, I had to give up.

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"Guess?" Of course he couldn't believe it, because he really had a previous life.

If he accepts the saying that the angel god is the previous life, then what will become of those bits and pieces about the other world in his mind, the greatest reliance he has come so far, and the insights and knowledge he is proud of?
Fictional fantasy? !
His arrogance, his indifference that he can talk to anyone, from the emperor to the extreme power, down to traffickers, and his worldview that he insisted on even dying in the Holy Spirit Cult, what has become of it?
Ridiculous ignorance? !
What has become of him, who obviously has the memory of another world and has clear cognition?
Wedge of Resurrection?
"You touch the corner of your mouth, you are no longer smiling, it means that you have believed at least part of it in your heart, doesn't it?"

"Whatever you say, you asked me to come here to talk to me about unfalsifiable issues like past lives, right?" Qianjie looked up at the giant dragon who was still lying on his stomach, "If that's the case, then you It's really boring."

"For countless years, I stayed in this space and couldn't go out. Could it be boring?" She was indeed lying on her stomach all the time, and it was only her huge head that faced the thousand calamities, while the larger body was hidden in the elements. In the turbulence.

Its body shape can only be judged through the vague shadow.

"Can it be transformed into a human form?" After one person and one dragon stopped discussing the more metaphysical question of past lives, the atmosphere eased, and Qian Jie tentatively put forward a suggestion.

Such a huge body size really puts extraordinary pressure on people during conversations.

Can you imagine that you are talking to a mountain?

Not to mention talking, being able to speak is already a great courage.

"No, my injury is very serious. If you really transform into a human form, you will probably only see a woman with a mass of rotten flesh except for her face."

No wonder Nuoda's dragon body is hidden in the turbulent flow of elements except for the head - no one likes to show their ugly and incomplete side in front of others, even if this person may be familiar with him, it may be because he is an acquaintance that he will Hidden deeper.

"No, you can change human form, and you still can't cover up the injury on your body?" Qian Jie compared gestures. The Silver Dragon King was injured, and the injury was very serious. The original time and space had mentioned it many times, and the present time and space When living in Huo Yulin's body, Gu Yue herself mentioned it countless times.

But since it is possible to turn a mountain-like dragon body into a human being no more than two meters tall-this kind of thing that does not abide by the conservation of mass can't cover up a little injury?
Even if the body of a dragon hidden in the turbulent flow of elements is full of bones, can a perfect human body be filled with quality?
"When did you have the illusion that I was just a physical injury? If it was just a simple physical injury, I would have healed it." Silver Dragon shook his huge head, "The injury caused by a god is naturally associated with The soul is together. The soul reversal affects the body, no matter what form the body is in, it will intuitively and unmistakably show the serious injury of my soul."

Then the strong wind brought by the swaying dragon's head blew Qian Jie upside down. If it wasn't for a space that was imprisoned and locked, he was absolutely sure that he would be blown out.

So chatting with giant beasts is really troublesome.

One thing I have to mention is that since entering this special space, Miss Yinlong has never opened that possibly bloody mouth, and has always communicated with Qianjie through spiritual transmission.

Otherwise, the sound alone may deafen thousands of kalpas.

"So, how is your recovery?" Qian Jie frowned. Now it is impossible to say that he has no contact with this silver dragon at all. After all, the initiative is not in his own hands. In other words, thinking about facing God It must be included in the calculation of the world's combat power, but in her current state...

In the original time and space, Miss Yinlong will be able to go out and dance around ten thousand years later. In theory, she should be well-raised by now.

Of course, as far as the performance of the original time and space is concerned, it cannot be ruled out that the injury is actually more serious-brain damage is naturally considered an injury.

"Don't expect me to be of any use before you and Yulin become gods." Miss Yinlong's tone was full of lightness and cheerfulness, "My only hope now is that one of you can remember me after becoming a god. Heal my injuries, or I will have to wait to die."

"The only hope? Waiting for death?" Qianjie jumped over the gap between Miss Yinlong's words - if becoming a god can heal her injury, then she is also a god, why didn't she get cured?Obviously, that injury cannot be healed by a simple god.

But how?It's a bit far-sighted for a soul sect to discuss the matter of becoming a god in the future, so there is no need for it.

Why don't you pay attention to another rather strange point, which is also the strangeness obtained by combining the original time and space with Miss Yinlong being alive and kicking ten thousand years later. Why is she alive and kicking ten thousand years later, but now it is said that she is the only one and waiting to die?
After all, brain damage and the like are just complaints from the bottom of Qianjie's heart-who in Yuanshikong is not a patient with Down's syndrome?

"Yeah, wait to die." Miss Yinlong's tone was still relaxed, "You probably know what kind of injuries I have suffered, but what you definitely don't understand is that the sword I received is no different from the sword received by the Dragon God .”

Qian Jie nodded, Yuan Shikong seemed to have mentioned a little bit, when the Silver Dragon King was escaping from the God Realm, he was struck by Shura God's sword - it was all done by one person, exactly the same and very reasonable.

"After Dragon God suffered that sword, he split into Jin Wanglong and me. I suffered the same sword. What do you think?"

"Psychiatric sword?" Qian Jie thought for a while, and answered the question, but it was still an answer.

The same sword, surely only the same schizophrenia.

"It's really a very vivid title..." A flash of astonishment flashed in the huge dragon pupils, followed by uncontrollable laughter.

"In other words, it was originally a sword specialized for the soul, but the Dragon God carried it with his strong vitality, but the result also caused the split of the soul, and I can't remember more." Laughter did not After going on for too long, Miss Yinlong came back to her senses and continued to explain.

"As for me, I also have part of the vitality of the dragon god. I can barely bear the price of emptying my spiritual consciousness, but you can see the split that followed." The dragon's head moved back slightly, He signaled Qianjie to look at the dragon body hidden in the turbulent flow of elements.

"This is the price. I have been suppressing the birth of another consciousness, which has caused the previous injury to get worse. Not to mention, I have suffered another..." Miss Yinlong stopped talking suddenly, "Forget it, Anyway, you are still very weak now, and it doesn't make sense to know these things. Let's talk about another thing.

"We have really met before. It's not the so-called past life, and it's not me talking nonsense. It was when you were young."

as a child?
A perfunctory look visible to the naked eye appeared on Qianjie's face.

For the same reason, he really couldn't remember the shitty things when he was a child, and he was in a state of confusion and ignorance.Travelers can't go against the laws of physiology—babies and toddlers cry all the time besides sleeping, so they really can't keep things in their heads.

This is determined by physiological laws, and has nothing to do with spiritual will. No matter how strong a soul master is, he cannot ignore physiological laws. Cry when you should cry, and make trouble when you should.

In other words, it is still according to Miss Yinlong, and there is no way to prove it false anyway.

"Don't believe me, I've seen you before. I hugged you when I was a child. It's just such a small one..." Miss Yinlong obviously got into the conversation again. It can be seen that if it wasn't for her poor body shape, she would Probably will reach out and gesture.

"And then? Want me to call you Shengma?" Qian Jie sat down cross-legged and spread his hands, "It's not impossible, anyway, I've never met my own mother, and I don't have any morals and cleanliness in this regard. So, Mom, I want milk, can you give it?"

"You don't need to call it. If you want to drink it, you only need to let me give birth to offspring. After all, the dragon clan is not much different from you humans in this respect..."

Qian Jie slapped his forehead, and almost forgot that when there were only two of them, this big lizard was so unrestrained.

"Stop, stop." He quickly raised his hand to stop this topic that could easily slip into the abyss, "I'm not interested in playing the secret room with you, why did you ask me to come?"

"to chat with."

"That's almost enough chatting, let me go." Qian Jie got up and patted his butt, even though there is no such thing as dust in this space theoretically.

"Discuss one thing."

Qian Jie stopped the tendency of turning around, and once again looked at Miss Yinlong solemnly, the main event was coming.

"Are you interested in being my follower?"

(End of this chapter)