Wang Changfeng felt a strong smell of blood rushing towards his face. With a long sigh, he took out the half piece of jade from his arms and held it tightly in his hand, calmly welcoming the arrival of death.

Unexpectedly, after the bloody smell passed, another moment passed, but the dragon's sharp teeth did not appear. Wang Changfeng was a little surprised. Could it be that this giant dragon still has the habit of slowly viewing it before meals?

He opened his eyes and took a quick look. There was nothing in front of him. There was no giant dragon anywhere. Wang Changfeng became confused. Could it be another old monster's illusion just now?

No, my legs were obviously still broken, and the excruciating pain was still coming. If it was an illusion, it couldn't be that I broke my legs.

Wang Changfeng opened his eyes and looked around. Nothing in the cave had changed. The stones that had been knocked away by the dragon were still scattered on the ground, indicating that a fight had just occurred here.

Wang Changfeng moved his body with difficulty, his legs felt severe pain again, and he couldn't help shouting.

"I can't stand this little pain. Weren't you very brave just now?" came an old voice.

Wang Changfeng was shocked. This was not the voice of an old monster. Could there be someone else here?

"Stop looking for me, I'm here."

Wang Changfeng followed the sound and saw a man in snow-white clothes walking out from behind the stone. He was about forty or fifty years old, with a fair face and beardless eyes. The man held a porcelain bottle in his hand and walked up to Wang Changfeng and bent down.

, looked at Wang Changfeng for a few times, then gently threw the porcelain bottle in his hand into Wang Changfeng's arms.

"Eating two pills will help regenerate bones and tendons. Just don't move around for the time being. Just stay here." The middle-aged man said.

Wang Changfeng picked up the porcelain bottle and took a look at it. He felt that he was already like this, and there was no need for this middle-aged man to lie to him. He opened the porcelain bottle and poured out two pills. The pills smelled of fragrance when they entered his nose, which was different from what he had just heard.

The aroma smelled in the dragon's mouth is quite similar.

Wang Changfeng hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Who are you? Why do you want to save me?"

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Changfeng as if he were an idiot. After a while, he shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that your martial arts are good, but your brain is really stupid. Tell me, who should I be?"

Wang Changfeng thought of that possibility. Although the old monster's real body was a huge octopus, he showed himself as a Taoist in daily life. Could this middle-aged man also be the incarnation of the dragon? Thinking of this, Wang Changfeng

He tentatively replied: "You're not that dragon, are you?" After saying that, I felt like I didn't believe it. The contrast was too big.

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "Besides this possibility, do you think there are any other possibilities?"

Wang Changfeng shook his head and felt that there was really no other explanation. He asked again: "Well, Brother Long, you hurt me just now and now you want to save me. What do you mean?"

The middle-aged man said disdainfully: "Don't get too close to me. Before I find out your identity, your life is still unknown. I have ways to save you, but of course I have ways to kill you. Do you understand?"

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Wang Changfeng nodded.

"Take the medicine first so that you can have the strength to answer my questions." The middle-aged man's tone left no room for doubt.

Wang Changfeng pondered for a moment, threw the pill into his mouth, raised his head and swallowed it. After a while, he felt a trickle like a sweet spring, flowing straight from his throat into the meridians all over his body, flowing slowly, and it was indescribably refreshing.

Comfortable. The pain on both legs seemed to be relieved a lot instantly.

Seeing that Wang Changfeng's complexion gradually improved, the middle-aged man asked again: "Where did the jade in your hand come from?"

Only then did Wang Changfeng realize that he was still holding the half piece of jade in his hand. He thought for a moment and said, "I've had it with me for as long as I can remember. I really don't know where it came from."

"So how old are you this year? Where do you live?"

"I'm nineteen years old. I grew up on Seven Star Island. I really don't know where my home is."

"Where are the parents?"

"I don't know about that either."

"Then who sent you to Seven Star Island?"

"I heard from Master that one day more than ten years ago, he saw a wooden basin drifting by the beach of Qixing Island. There was a half-grown baby in it, with only half a piece of jade on the side. That baby was me." Wang Changfeng thought.

Brother Long and the old monster are not on the same side, and they should not be bad people, so they deliberately keep something secret.

"More than ten years ago, Qixing Island, half a piece of jade, a baby." The middle-aged man repeated these words several times, as if he was recalling something, and the expression on his face flickered.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man walked up to Wang Changfeng and stared at him.

Wang Changfeng felt a little nervous when he was stared at by his eyes, and said: "Brother Long, are you planning to eat me now?"

The middle-aged man did not answer, but suddenly grabbed one of Wang Changfeng's hands, picked up a bone from the side, and scratched the back of Wang Changfeng's hand.

Wang Changfeng screamed in pain and tried to free his hand. Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man not only made extremely fast gestures, but also had extremely strong hands. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not free his hand.

A stream of dark red blood flowed from the wound on the back of Wang Changfeng's hand.

The middle-aged man dipped his hand into some of Wang Changfeng's blood, put it under his nose and smelled it. He seemed to have discovered some secret and shouted excitedly: "Yes, I guessed it right, the sky has eyes, the sky has eyes, haha

Haha!" There was a burst of laughter.

Wang Changfeng stared blankly at the middle-aged man who was laughing wildly. After a while, he tentatively asked: "Brother Long? Is there something wrong with my blood?"

The middle-aged man finally stopped laughing, straightened up, walked around for a few times, suddenly stopped, and said to Wang Changfeng: "Haven't you noticed that you are different from other people since you were a child?"

Wang Changfeng scratched his head and thought for a long time. He should eat and sleep. Apart from his liking to climb trees to pick out birds and go into the water to catch fish, he seemed to be no different from other senior brothers, so he could only shake his head.

"Raise your hand and smell what's strange about your blood." The middle-aged man said.

Wang Changfeng glanced at him doubtfully, then raised the back of his hand and put it under his nose. The wound was not deep, and the blood that flowed out had condensed into a scab. Apart from a trace of bloody smell, there seemed to be a vague smell of something strange.

The aroma, and this was not the first time I smelled this aroma today. Yes, it was the aroma of the saliva shed by the giant dragon.

This is strange, how come my blood has the kind of aroma that is only found in the saliva of giant ambergris? And I never seemed to notice this since I was a child.

Wang Changfeng looked at the middle-aged man, puzzled and said: "There seems to be a scent, very similar to your scent."

The middle-aged man laughed heartily and said: "Not only are they very similar, they are actually the same thing. This is called dragon marrow incense, and only our dragon clan has it."

Dragon marrow incense? It sounds like the kind of spice called ambergris used in the palace. I heard it is very expensive. It cannot be obtained from the body of a dragon. Wang Changfeng said doubtfully: "This is used in the palace. That kind of thing?"

The middle-aged man sneered and said with great disdain: "That's called ambergris. The difference between one word and the other is a world of difference. Who have you ever heard of saying that incense is made from the blood of a real dragon?"

Wang Changfeng nodded, thinking that this was true. He had also entered the Imperial Study Room and had smelled a lot of ambergris there. It was indeed nothing compared to this kind of aroma. Wang Changfeng suddenly thought of Princess Long San. That little girl looked arrogant from the beginning, with the same virtue as the middle-aged man. Looking back now, it seemed that she also had this faint fragrance on her body, but she didn't think much about it at the time. Now Princess Long San I took Zhu Minmin to Langhuan Immortal Island, and I didn’t know if the strange immortal had detoxified Zhu Minmin.

The middle-aged man saw Wang Changfeng standing there in a daze, and said with some displeasure: "What are you thinking about?"

Wang Changfeng quickly calmed down and asked: "Nothing, you mean, I am also a descendant of the Dragon Clan?"

The middle-aged man was noncommittal, looked up to the sky and sighed, and asked: "How is your leg injury?"

Wang Changfeng then remembered that he had forgotten that his leg was injured, and hurriedly said: "It doesn't hurt much anymore. It seems that your medicine has some effect."

The middle-aged man said: "That's natural. This Turtle Spirit Pill is made from the tortoise shell of a thousand-year-old turtle. It is a wonderful medicine for joining muscles and bones. I just used my true energy to check your injuries. No. It’s considered too heavy. If you take this medicine, it will last only a few days.”

Wang Changfeng thought that your leg was almost broken by you. It took a hundred days to break the muscles and bones. How could it be so easy as you said? It was not your old man's leg that was injured. Although he thought so, he said: "That's what I said. Come on, I’d like to thank Brother Long.”

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary. After all, it was me who hurt you. It's even if I heal you."

Wang Changfeng was angry, but he didn't feel guilty at all. His temper was really similar to that of Princess Long San.

The middle-aged man found a stone and sat down, and said slowly: "Since your injury is not a problem, we have a lot of time, let me tell you a story."

Wang Changfeng thought to himself that this was it. He couldn't go anywhere anyway, so he should just pass the time and said, "I'm all ears."

The middle-aged man looked up into the distance, seemingly lost in memories. After a while, he began to speak slowly.
Chapter completed!