The Secret History of Mars

"Long Yaotian is different. He was re-edited from the flesh and blood of Ying Long after he was destroyed by humanity. Of course he is an orc, but he is not an ordinary orc!" Elder Yan lowered his guard and explained patiently!

"Yinglong was destroyed by humanity?! Why? Isn't that the ancient God of War?" Cui Xingmeng asked in surprise.

"This is a long story. I'll tell it to Miss Xingmeng next time when I have time!" After Elder Yan finished speaking, he caught up with Xing Ling who had fallen far behind in the stride, and walked towards the Endless Wings ship next to him. .

Seeing that they had walked out of the protective shield of Miemeng Gallery, Yuan Yizhou and Cui Xingmeng let out a long sigh of relief. This level has been temporarily confused. The top priority now is to find out how many magic weapons there are in the Miemeng Gallery. Like the demon-calling banners, they can check and balance the Martians and are worthy of their efforts to come here.

"Mr. Yizhou, Miss Xingmeng," Yuan Yizhou was about to ask the virtual housekeeper Xiao Min, but Xiao Min took the initiative to ask, "The safe house has detected abnormal spiritual energy fluctuations. Do you need to go and investigate?"

As the housekeeper of Miemeng Gallery, Xiao Min is well aware of every moment and every corner of Miemeng Gallery, and she will report according to priorities. From this point of view, Xiao Min is actually more like the owner of Miemeng Gallery. Yuan Yizhou and Cui Xingmeng are just visitors who live there and are served by her.

When Cui Xingmeng and Yuan Yizhou heard this, they ran all the way into the back hall, passed through the door with the "Day of Destruction" mural, and rushed along the spiral staircase towards the basement.

When he arrived near the safe house, Cui Xingmeng used his palm prints as evidence and called the safe house with his mind. Soon the door reappeared!

After Cui Xingmeng and Yuan Yizhou opened the door, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared inside, which made them unable to open their eyes!

Finally, my eyes adapted, and I could clearly see Long Yaotian in front of me, still sleeping soundly with the demon-beckoning flag on his head. It's just that his face has completely lost the violence that Long Yaotian had before, replaced by a light full of spirituality!

The dark leopard pattern on the demon-beckoning flag draped over him was coated with a layer of gold, making it extremely dazzling!

‘Zhao Zhao, what happened? ’ Cui Xingmeng looked at the situation in front of him and asked.

‘Sister, you’ve been there for too long, I’m a little bored, so I put it together! 'The recruiter said half-showing off, half-complaining.

’ What have you put together? 'Cui Xingmeng listened to his younger brother's tone, like a bored naughty child who had just completed a puzzle.

’ The spiritual root of this dragon! "Zhao Xiaodi said proudly, "It's so broken, but it won't be a problem for me, a thousand-year-old soul catching master!" '

’ It’s just that I haven’t done such detailed work for a long time, and I’m a bit overusing my brain. My leopard prints are about to catch fire! ‘The younger brother Zhao started acting coquettishly with Cui Xingmeng again!

’ Then who is he now, Long Yaotian or Ying Long? ‘Cui Xingmeng ignored Zhao Xiaodi’s tsundere and continued to ask.

’ Then you have to ask him yourself! "I'm not happy that I didn't receive praise for my recruitment." How do I know, Ying Long's soul and Long Yaotian's body, who do you think he is? '

'Zhaozhao, you've worked hard, come on, have a good rest! 'Cui Xingmeng felt the demon summoning flag's dissatisfaction, and hurriedly coaxed him to take it off Long Yaotian's body and put it on himself again.

Sure enough, it's very hot!

Without the demon-calling flag, Long Yaotian quickly woke up and opened his eyes. Those eyes are no longer just ethereal, but have an added dignity and majesty!

Looking into such a pair of eyes brings nothing but awe and obedience!

"Why are you two here?" Long Yaotian's voice sounded in the empty valley, like the sound of nature!

"Are you Yinglong? Do you know us?" Cui Xingmeng asked tentatively!

Long Yaotian did not answer directly, but looked at his body again, with a sad and complicated expression in his eyes.

"The face of the person who sentenced me to death that day is engraved in my soul memory. How could I not recognize him?" Using Long Yaotian's body, Ying Long asked Cui Xingmeng and Yuan Yizhou in the most ordinary tone. , the most chilling words.

‘Zhao Zhao, he doesn’t have any skills now, does he? Can you also breathe fire like a dragon? ’ Just in case, it’s safer to ask.

‘When did you meet people and breathe fire like a dragon? ’ Brother Zhao was relatively speechless about Cui Xingmeng’s question, ‘He is now being bullied by dogs. Even if there is something else, the thoughts of the God of War, his body is his prison, and he can’t do anything! ’

That's good, now Cui Xingmeng is relieved, and Ying Long looks obviously calmer than Long Yaotian, not so irritable, and always wants to feed the dinosaurs with people! So she boldly argued, "We are not Martians who sentenced you to death!"

"Those are Cang Xi and Bao Xi from the Presbytery!" Cui Xingmeng continued, "We are from Earth, we just look similar to them. Don't get me wrong!"

"Earthlings? What are they?" This concept obviously did not exist in Yinglong's era.

"Uh..." Cui Xingmeng didn't know how to answer for a moment, "Have you heard of Shi Yi Ji?" He tried using Martian's language and vocabulary.

"Shi Yi Ji..." These three words awakened Ying Long's ancient memories. After a long time, he said faintly, "That is the Bahuang Liuhe mentioned by Master Miemeng..."

"Do you have a good relationship with Master Miemeng?" When Cui Xingmeng heard this, Yinglong still remembered Ye Qinghe and asked quickly to decide whether to draw a clear line with Qinghe or hug her lap.

"Not familiar, Xiao Ji likes her very much!" Ying Long said lightly, with a hint of loneliness.

Looks like a love rival! Cui Xingmeng thought in his heart.

"You just said that you would help me find Xiaoji, where are the others?" Yinglong still remembered what happened when he first woke up, when his spiritual roots were broken and his consciousness was incomplete, so he asked Cui Xingmeng.

"You woke up too late," Cui Xingmeng looked regretful, "Xiao Ji lost his consciousness, and now the master of Miemeng is in another place called Qiyanji, Bahuang Liuhe, trying to find a way to get it back. Come to his consciousness!”

"Xiao Ji lost her consciousness?!" Ying Long had a rare mood swing since he woke up. "What happened, who did it?!"

"In the past few thousand years, when you were trapped in this body, your little Ji, the group of people who sentenced you to death, poisoned you with chronic poison! In the end, he became terminally ill, and Master Miemeng only left his physical body, sleeping In the cave where Xiao Ji's master meditates, it may be difficult to find the spiritual consciousness for a while!" Cui Xingmeng replied based on the information he knew and translated it into words that Ying Long could understand.

Yuan Yizhou smiled and compared the gradual brainwashing of Wen Yuze by the Presbytery to the administration of chronic poison. This kind of thinking was only dreamed up by Cui Xing, which is very appropriate!

"I knew that Xiao Ji was bewitched!" There was a trace of cruelty in Ying Long's eyes!