I, the devil dragon, start the game with a loving father and a filial son

Xiaoyu was stunned, subconsciously grabbed the earphones and pulled them back, saying dissatisfiedly: "It's all an old story, give it back to me!"

When the father saw that his granddaughter actually dared to rob her, he became furious and said, "You are such a stubborn donkey!"

"I'm not a stubborn person, this is called independent thinking!" Xiaoyu argued.

The two people's struggle finally caused the fragile earphone cord to break. Xiaoyu and Dad leaned back at the same time, and were caught by Chen Long and Tru respectively.

"What should I do now? What should I listen to?" Xiaoyu looked at the disconnected cable in her hand and felt like crying. Isn't it just listening to music? She knows all about history and stuff, right?

"Of course I'm listening to Dad tell stories." Dad stood up straight and said with a smile on his face.

Not far away, Quetzalcoatl, who had turned into a middle-aged strong man, looked at this scene, and a hint of warmth flashed in his eyes. The princess was still so lively, and she hoped those people would stop disturbing her.

Thinking of the indifference flashing in Quetzalcoatl's eyes, many stories happened in the antique shop during the month when Shen Zhao accepted the inheritance.

For example, trivial matters such as the second visit to the Holy Monastery of Lord, the third visit, etc. Of course, these were dismissed by Quetzalcoatl in two or three times.

After all, Lod Holy Monastery actually has a big reputation, but it is obviously impossible to fight against Quetzalcoatl, who is even better than his father Daolong.

And after the incident, through the investigation of Dad and his team, and with a little coincidence, the reason why Lord Holy Academy madly pursued the Saint Seiya was also found.

To put it bluntly, these holy servants are also ordinary people. They may be the descendants of Lope, or they may be the former followers of Lope.

But after thousands of years, the prestige of the Holy Court in the supernatural world has become less and less, and those mages no longer even take the Holy Court in their eyes.

Those holy servants felt that these people had forgotten history, but there was nothing they could do about it. In the supernatural world, strength was basically everything. Only with strength could everything be achieved.

It happened that two hundred years ago, the dean of the Holy Academy found the spell of how to sense the Saints in the books left by Lope, so they began to search for the Saints.

As long as the Saints are found, their holy courtyard will become a holy place for mages again.

In the past hundred years, under the research of generations of deans of the Holy Academy, a spell was developed to stimulate the awakening of blood.

This kind of spell can awaken the saints in advance, and even obtain the memory and power from the bloodline. This discovery makes the determination of this holy institution to find the saints infinitely increase, even to the point of madness.

But Saints are born in line with righteousness. Her/their awakening will always turn the tide of the battle at the most critical moment, and this early awakening is definitely not correct.

Therefore, regardless of the original trajectory or the current development, Xiaoyu is not lying on the awakening stage of the Holy Court.

Although Quetzalcoatl doesn't know that much, he does know one thing, and that is: if Xiaoyu doesn't want it, it's useless for anyone to come!

"Oh~, there is black energy in the ancient temple in the famous mountain!"

Dad's surprised high breath attracted the attention of Quetzalcoatl, who instantly appeared next to Xiaoyu and followed Dad's gaze.

There is an ancient temple over there. In the eyes of the gods, traces of black energy are swirling in the ancient temple, as if there is some extraordinary existence sealed inside.

"Legend has it that this is where the ancient mirror gods were imprisoned. These demons can turn people's fears about themselves into reality..." Dad's voice rang out, explaining the origin of this place to the four of them.

"Why are they both gods and demons?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"There are only sixteen... no, seventeen gods and demons in total, but after they disappeared, powerful extraordinary creatures were given their names to represent the power of these things." Dad explained.

, and why he himself calls it that, it’s just a habit.

"Is the Quetzalcoatl too?" Xiaoyu glanced at Quetzalcoatl and asked curiously.

Her name for Quetzalcoatl was requested by Quetzalcoatl himself. Without the word "god", it would appear closer to him.

"Yes, Quetzalcoatl is a product of magic. It brings together the essence of Mayan civilization and possesses powerful power." Dad also glanced at Quetzalcoatl. After getting familiar with it, some details were not so clear.

Half a month ago, my father would not have disclosed his identity like this. It was just like giving Chen Long and Blake a slap, which was considered a sign of intimacy.

Of course Quetzalcoatl will not be angry because of such words. He is now a real living being. After all, he once gave birth to an Earth Mother Goddess, which has explained everything.

"These mirror gods can't get out, so we'd better go around them." Dad said, turning around and asking the captain to go around the temple.

The captain also knew who the benefactor was and obediently took the helm and sailed deeper.

And in that ancient temple, something very disturbing was happening in a palm-sized mirror.

If someone appeared in the ancient temple at this time, they would see terrifying figures wandering on the mirror.

The sounds they made were even more permeable in this extremely quiet ancient temple.

"Help, help, is there anyone? Help us!"

"We are starving. We need light. Can someone come and save us?"

"Quiet, you idiots!" An angry voice interrupted the intrusive words.

Several figures in the mirror can also be seen clearly. There are four of them in total, all wearing ancient robes. Judging from the patterns on them, they date from at least two thousand years ago, maybe even longer.

The most terrifying thing is that these people's faces are paler than white paper, their eyes are as crimson as blood, and their lower bodies are like tails, just like... legendary ghosts.

"But otherwise, how can we attract human attention? We need their bodies to escape!"

"Yes, otherwise we will be flooded and sleep forever underwater."

"I can not swim!"

Listening to the words of the three mirror gods, the leader, the mirror god wearing official robes and a long beard, stroked his beard and said: "Be patient, I feel that the day when we regain our freedom is not far away!"

It was obvious that this was the leader of the Mirror God. After he finished speaking, the other three Mirror Gods became visibly quiet.

"Boss, do you still remember your name? I kind of forgot it!"

One of the three mirror gods asked. His eyes were a little confused, as if the long seal had made him forget something.

"It seems to be called Fei Zhong or something? Who cares, we are gods now! Powerful gods! Why do we care so much?" The Mirror God in official robes thought about it for a moment, but seemed to remember it and said it as if he didn't.

And a mirror god with clown makeup and hair extending to both sides like two awls said: "I remember, I remember."

"My name is Tang Hong, the fat guy's name is Qiu Kai, the thin guy's name is Zhou Xian, and the boss's name is Fei Zhong."

Jing himself, whose name was Tang Hong, said that he was a little complacent. After all, even the boss didn't remember it, but he still remembered it.

"Yes, yes, I remembered."

"Me too...."

"Hahahaha, I remembered..."

Because of the same name, the four mirror gods burst into laughter again, as if they had heard the funniest joke.