Chapter 2710 Eighth Heaven

When Mingxi was thinking about how to find Ao Xuan, the little red dragon came to them.

"Little Red Dragon, have you found our identities?" Mi'er looked at Ao Xuan. The Little Red Dragon said that he wanted to check their identities. He had been checking their identities for several days. She really wanted to know how he did. So done.

Ao Xuan glanced at them. Apart from knowing that the two of them were from Jiutian, he really couldn't find out anything.

After all, he had no way of knowing what happened to Jiutian.

Moreover, he had people following them these past few days. They did nothing but eat and play every day.

"Why did you come here from Jiutian?" Ao Xuan asked.

It seems that the little red dragon can only find out that they are from Jiutian, "I told you last time, we are here to find the White Dragon King."

"We don't have a gap leading to the Nine Heavens here. How did you come here?" Ao Xuan asked, "I heard that there is a black dragon over there in Beihai that has succeeded in the new calamity. Are you here with that black dragon? ?”

The black dragon is the most rebellious group among the dragons. Mingxi doesn't want to have anything to do with Wen Tian. "What kind of snake black dragon? We were brought here by a hurricane. There is indeed no passage. As for whether it is the snake you are talking about." We don’t know much about the calamity.”

"You!" Ao Xuan pointed at Miao'er, "You are from the Dragon Clan, right? Why are you in Jiutian?"

The dragon aura on Mio'er's body was much concealed by the seal. The little red dragon could only tell that she was a dragon, but he didn't know that she was the little white dragon.

"How do I know, that's why I came to ask." Mi'er waved her hand and said.

"Will you take us to see the White Dragon King?" Mingxi asked.

Ao Xuan said, "I can't take you to see the White Dragon King, but you can stay with me first. I will take you to see him only after I am sure that the White Dragon King is willing to see you."

Mingxi looked at Ao Xuan suspiciously, "I think it's not easy for you to even see the White Dragon King. How do I know if you are lying to us?"

"How could I, the majestic prince of Donghai, lie to you!" Xiao Honglong shouted angrily.

"Okay, then let me believe you." Mingxi said, "When can you take us to see the White Dragon King?"

Ao Xuan hummed, "On the White Dragon King's birthday next month, people from all over the world will come to congratulate you. I will take you there then."

Mingxi and Miaoer looked at each other. Now they had no other choice but to trust the little red dragon first.

"Okay, we believe you." Mingxi said.

Ao Xuan snorted arrogantly, "Come with me."

Mingxi and Miao'er followed him and left. Although the Dragon Clan guards this continent, they never interfere in the affairs of mortals. The mortals here have their own dynasty replacement history just like the human continent, and the Dragon Clan lives outside the eighth heaven. The place.

"This is the place for our Red Dragon clan. You two had better not wander around." Ao Xuan warned them.

It was the first time that Miao'er saw a place with so many real dragons. When she was in Jiutian, she was the only dragon in the world. Now this feeling is quite magical.

"We won't wander around." Mingxi said. He has the blood of the Dragon-Slaying Clan, so he must be more careful to avoid being discovered.

With so many dragons, if they knew his identity, they would definitely not let him go.

"You stay here first." Ao Xuan led them to a courtyard, "Don't go anywhere."

"Okay." Mingxi nodded. Being able to enter the realm of the Dragon Clan is already a small improvement.

Ao Xuan led them here and left.

"Mingxi!" Mi'er took Mingxi's hand and whispered, "I have never seen so many real dragons."

"We will be able to meet your father soon." Mingxi said.

Worry flashed in Miao'er's eyes, "What if something happens to my father, as you guessed?"

Mingxi patted Mi'er on the shoulder, "He is the White Dragon King."

"Can we go for a walk outside?" Mio asked.

"good."

The Eighth Heaven is different from the Nine Heavens. Although this is where the Dragon Clan lives, it looks like an ordinary continent, with streets and alleys and numerous shops. Moreover, they saw not only red dragons, but also green dragons and yellow dragons. They transformed into human beings walking, and some even had their real bodies lying in mid-air.

For Mingxi and Miao, who had never seen so many real dragons, these sights were strange enough.

Along the way, they didn't see any black dragons or white dragons.

It's a bit strange.

Miao'er has the aura of a dragon in her body. Although she is a white dragon, her cultivation and spiritual power are sealed, so others only think of her as an ordinary little dragon, and her cultivation is not that good.

As for Mingxi... wherever he passed, several real dragons looked at him sideways.

However, after looking at him for a few times, I couldn't be sure in the end, so I didn't explore it carefully.

"Mingxi." Mi'er whispered, "I can feel my father's breath, but... I can't feel my mother at all."

"Maybe you don't have enough spiritual power." Mingxi comforted her, "Don't think wildly."

Miao'er thought it was possible that her mother's cultivation was not as good as that of the White Dragon King, so her aura was not as strong.

"Did you hear about it? There is a snake over there in Beihai who succeeded in his calamity." In a Dragon Clan restaurant, several people transformed into blue and yellow dragons were whispering to each other.

Mingxi and Mi'er looked at each other and couldn't help but sit down at the table next to them.

"How many snakes can transform into real dragons?" someone asked.

"At least tens of thousands of years." Another said, "Do you still remember the old Black Dragon King?"

"Hush!" One of them looked serious, "The dragon soul of the old Dragon King returned a few years ago, and now the black dragon is ready to take action. Who knows what it will do."

"I'm really not afraid of being imprisoned anymore."

"It was not easy for the Black Dragon King back then..."

Someone shouted, "He brought it upon himself. If he hadn't killed the White Dragon King's child, he wouldn't have ended up like that."

"Yes, black dragons are not good things."

Mi'er frowned and said, "Have you seen the Black Dragon King kill the little white dragon with your own eyes?"

"Where did you come from, little brat? Why are you interrupting?" Huang Long, the eldest, scolded.

"You are here to talk about other people's rights and wrongs, why don't you let others say a few words?" Mi'er snorted, "You keep saying that the Black Dragon King killed the White Dragon King's child, who among you saw it?"

She grew up under the protection of the old Black Dragon King. If the old Black Dragon King had not come here with the dragon clan long ago to protect her, maybe there would not be only a wisp of dragon soul left. She knew that there was something between the white dragon and the black dragon. Grudges, but so what?

For ten thousand years, she only remembered the old Black Dragon King who depended on her for life.

She didn't allow anyone to say a bad word about him.

"Hey, you're not a black dragon. How can you speak for the black dragon?" Old Huanglong pointed at Miao'er, "Where did Xiaolong come from? He's too courageous."