"That's right. I was just born at that time. I only heard someone calling such a name, and just saw a back covered with blood... So, I didn't even see her face."

The little thing explained to Wan Qi.

In fact, it is indeed not familiar with Wan Qilan. In that case, Wan Qilan died immediately. How could it be familiar with her?

Wan Qi touched her chin, and he knew that this little thing would not lie to her in this matter.

The little thing said that it didn't know how it had life, but Wan Qi thought about it all together.

Wan Qilan died, Xuanyuan Jing was in a coma, and the little thing appeared and turned into a derivative beast.

There is no connection between them, who would believe it?

This should be the case. Wan Qilan is the owner of Xuanyuan Jing. When Wan Qilan dies, it is normal for Xuanyuan Jing to fall into a coma as a conscious treasure. So, maybe Wan Qilan gave this little thing life before he died?

Give the little thing life?

Wan Qi suddenly quit.

She looked at the little thing again, until she was embarrassed to see the little thing, and shivered and ran to other places.

Wan Qi finally asked.

"I ask you, have you been staying on this bronze mirror?"

This question, little guy should be able to answer it, right?

Hearing Wan Qi say this, the little thing raised his head in wonder and stretched his neck.

Wan Qi paid special attention to it.

This little thing itself is a statue on Xuanyuan Mirror. Wan Qi didn't see that this little thing was a living thing before. Because this little thing is just a statue, but when it wants to move.

For example, it stretched out its five small claws before, and for example, now it stretched its neck. It was originally a statue made of gold, but when it stretched its neck, the gold on its neck softened, and the statue suddenly felt like it came alive.

For example, now, although the little guy's claws and head are moving, its body without moving is still a rigid statue.

That's why Wan Qi asked this question, is it always on the Kunlun Mirror?

Or to put it more clearly, Wan Qi just wanted to figure out whether this little thing had the ability to turn into a statue and leaned on the Xuanyuan Mirror to protect the Xuanyuan Mirror. Or... Wan Qilan used some special ability to make the dragon statue on the Xuanyuan Mirror alive.

The former doesn’t matter, the latter... is worth thinking about.

"Ah? I have always lived on Xuanyuan Jing."

Xiaolong's answer was a bit vague, but after Wan Qi repeatedly asked, Wan Qi still got a specific answer.

"I mean, do you still remember what happened before you were conscious? Was it also a statue on Xuanyuan Mirror?"

The little thing did not realize this importance and gave Wan Qi an answer very simply.

"Yes, I have always been a statue on Xuanyuan Mirror. If I were conscious, I would not attach myself to Xuanyuan Mirror after I was conscious... Who would want to stay on the shell and shelter this guy Xuanyuan Mirror from the wind and rain is simply because of nature... Big treasures like me, sheltering from the wind and rain is not suitable for my temperament."

Wan Qi twitched the corner of his mouth. This little dragon was not only stupid and cute, but also narcissistic and shameless.

"Have you ever thought about a question: the person who will give you life is Wan Qilan?"

As it turns out, the little thing is relatively heartless and it will not pay attention to this kind of problem at all.

In front of Wan Qi's eyes, the little thing shook his head decisively.

Wan Qi: "..."

"Then change the topic, if my guess is correct, it means that the person who creates you has the ability to create life."

Point the statue Jackie Chan?

If it was Wan Qilan who really gave this little thing life.

Doesn’t Wan Qilan’s ability to directly enlighten the dragon statue on Xuanyuan Mirror into a dragon? Doesn’t it mean that she has the ability to create life?

This is why Wan Qi has been asking questions.

This guess was placed in front of Wan Qi, and Wan Qi couldn't believe it.

Creating life?

Even if Wan Qi has seen so many kinds of superpowers, he can't believe that anyone has such abilities?

This is no longer within the scope of the superpower.

Creating life?

This is not a capability that a person should have.

God can create man, and man is just a kind of life.

It can create life, but it has become a mortal category. It should be called a god, right?

If this kind of thing cannot be called a god, Wan Qi can't think of a better standard for weighing the gods.

"Wan Qilan..."

Wan Qi slowly recited this name, and these three words echoed between her lips and teeth. Whenever she read this name, Wan Qi always felt a special feeling.

Obviously, two of these three words are very familiar to Wan Qi. The word Lan has been used badly, and even during this period, there was a slight tendency to be immigrant, but the name Wan Qi Lan is still different.

Wan Qi remembered that the first time she saw was Wan Qilan's tombstone, and she was also touching Wan Qilan's tombstone, and then so many things happened.

But after experiencing so many lives, each one is complete, with only one, except for Wan Qilan’s.

Wan Qilan's memory was only that short moment.

The world is chaotic, the vision is hazy, and the green clothes are covered.

And that male voice.

Such a short memory must not be complete. You can know it when you say that it has seen Wan Qilan die.

Moreover, Wan Qi clearly touched the first thing Wan Qilan touched was Wan Qilan's tombstone, but Wan Qilan's life was the last experience, and the inferred things now... all of them show that Wan Qilan is definitely not an ordinary Wan Qi clan member.

Her identity is absolutely important.

Thinking of this, Wan Qi frowned. Seeing Wan Qi's frowning action, Xiao Qi asked Wan Qi very considerately why.

Wan Qi said this roughly.

"Brother, what's wrong with that? Nothing is wrong."

Wan Qi shook his head.

"What I am strange about is not these...but, think about it, since Wan Qilan's identity is unusual... Then, why is the tombstone of such an important person casually placed at the bottom and the edge of the Tombstone Mountain?"

It is arranged so casually that it looks like it is just an ordinary tribe member.

Who knows how important this character appears after this?

Shouldn’t the tombstones of such important people be placed at the top of the Tombstone Mountain or in a closed place?

Xiao Qi nodded.

"It seems to be the same. Wan Qilan's tombstone is indeed quite casual."

Wan Qi couldn't figure this out, so he simply stopped thinking about it and turned around and looked at this little thing again.

"Then after you became aware, Wan Qilan died again. Do you know what happened next? Why did you come to this heavenly palace? Also... do you know what this heavenly palace is for?"

Although Wan Qi didn't think this little thing could give her a reliable answer, the question was... she was no longer as good as anyone else.

However, when Wan Qi said this, the little thing showed a strange expression on his face, as if he was confused but could not understand.

"What happened next? What happened next? I was brought here by Xuanyuan Jing. And this Heavenly Palace?"

Speaking of this, the little thing was stunned for a moment, but his expression was even more strange.

It was strange, and Wan Qi also felt strange when he heard it.

"Take it here by Xuanyuan Jing?"

What does it mean? Can Xuanyuan Jing bring it here?

"What about this heavenly palace?"

Wan Qi decided to change another question. Compared to what happened back then, Wan Qi was more interested in this heavenly palace. This was related to whether she could go out. What’s more important is that Wan Qi was worried that this little thing would not have the ability to let her go out. If only Xuanyuan Jing could do it, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

"You really don't know what this heavenly palace is?"

The little dragon looked surprised and had a faint disgust... When it said this with a tone of breast sound and a slight disgust, it was accompanied by its small expression. Wan Qi also had an illusion, as if he had seen Xiao Ming, the little brat.

Wan Qi shook his head woodenly, but he was thinking in his heart.

Why did she know about this heavenly palace? Could it be that this is strange?

At this time, the little thing started to talk to himself again, the dragon's mouth opened and closed, and when he spoke, the dragon whiskers around his mouth were rolled into a roll, indicating that the little thing was very proud now.

"No wonder you asked me how I got here. It turns out you don't know."

The little thing raised his head, looking proud.

Looking at its appearance, Wan Qi suddenly wanted to find where the reverse scale of this little thing was.

Didn’t it mean that the dragon has reverse scales and will die if it touches it? Why not let her find it out and just fiddle with it a few times in the future.

Although I don’t know what Wan Qi was thinking, the little thing looked at Wan Qi and suddenly remembered that Wan Qi had said what he had made Long Jiang before, so his whole body shook three times, and it turned into a wave, and finally restrained again.
To be continued...