Dragon Scale Palace Master

Looking at Ye Yun Xiao's indifferent face, Ding Ling really had no idea of ​​resisting at all.

Ye Yun Xiao in his eyes is even more terrifying than the devil. If you dare to provoke him, I am afraid that you will not have a good life in the future. No, it should be said that there is no future, and it is the ancestors who can give him a happy life.

"It's a dark prison!"

Ding Ling opened his mouth and said that he would not conceal anything from Ye Yun Xiao, because he felt that if he lied in front of Ye Yun Xiao, the other party must be able to see it.

In that case, it is better to tell the truth directly.

"Dark Prison?"

Ye Yun Xiao slowly muttered, and his expression became very complicated. This should be a certain organization, but in his memory, he had never heard the name.

After thinking about it, Ye Yun Xiao asked, "Who is the boss of the dark prison? What is the purpose of establishing the dark prison?"

"Ye Yun Xiao, you should also be a cultivator, right?"

Before Ding Ling answered, he asked Ye Yunxiao such a question. The latter pondered for a while, but asked a little bit incomprehensibly: "What is a practitioner?"

"you do not know?"

This answer really surprised Ding Ling, but looking at Ye Yun Xiao’s expression, it did not seem to be a joke. Ding Ling's brows could not help but frowned, and he asked, "If you are not a practitioner, then you Who is it?"

"Your power is so terrifying, you should have already noticed it! That is not the power that normal people can have, but you should be called a practitioner. With this power, you don't even know that you are a practitioner?"

Ye Yun Xiao shook his head. A few years ago, he was expelled from Ye's house, his legs were gone, and he was saved by a white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man didn't tell Ye Yun Xiao anything about him. His only name was a nickname that anyone could tell.

But the white-haired old man not only cured Ye Yun Xiao’s legs, but also taught him a lot of kung fu and unparalleled skills. On the last day, the white-haired old man slapped Ye Yun Xiao’s back, causing Ye Yun. Xiao fainted.

It took about one night before Ye Yun Xiao woke up slowly, but there was only a cold corpse beside him at that time.

That's right!

The white-haired old man is dead!

Ye Yun Xiao checked his corpse, but there was no injury on his body. Instead, his flesh and skin shrank, as if all his vitality had been taken away before death, turning into a corpse.

After that, Ye Yun Xiao buried him and joined the army. This was the only thing he could do.

What I thought was that after he got some connections, he would check the identity of the old white-haired man. Unexpectedly, until Ye Yun Xiao became the God of War of the Dragon Kingdom, he could not find out the identity of the old man.

Also, what happened that night?

In short, this matter has been stranded for the time being, but now hearing Ding Ling’s words, Ye Yun Xiao’s heart has rekindled a trace of fighting spirit, maybe by grasping the line of the practitioner, he can find out the white-haired old man. identity.

Although the old white-haired man was dead, there must be other things he didn't know about. Maybe, the old white-haired man was chased and killed by his enemies.

If this is the case, Ye Yun Xiao will definitely avenge him.

The other party has the grace of saving his life and passing on the art. It can be said that without him, there would be no Ye Yun Xiao now, so if this old man was killed by someone, then Ye Yun Xiao will definitely avenge him.

"do you know him?"

Thinking of this, Ye Yun Xiao took out a photo from his arms, with a white-haired old man printed on it, and Ye Yun Xiao in it.

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