Seeing this image, Chen Chang Sheng faintly understood that this black dragon was probably caught in the period of the first Emperor.
He was thinking about the fantastic era, thinking about those elites who were almost becoming myths or had already became myths and thinking about those images in the Ling Yan Pavilion. He really felt pity for this dragon.
Maybe because of the humiliations and pressure from the demons, humans were incredibly strong at that era. Countless elites rose so that even creatures like the Mighty Frost Dragon could be caught and held as pathetic prisoners.
From the period of the first Emperor to now, how many years had passed?
In the cold, lonely, and dark underground, how did this black dragon insist to suffer for so long?
“You want to talk to me, right?” Chen Chang Sheng asked.
The black dragon’s whisker floated up again and lightly touched his lip, like a dragonfly dip water.
“I just want to say, I don’t understand the meaning of those words.”
Chen Chang Sheng looked at him and said, “But, you can teach me.”
The black dragon’s eyes suddenly became extraordinarily bright, even more bright than the sum of the thousands of Nightly Pearl.
Chen Chang Sheng thought, unsurprisingly you could understand human language, then if you want to translate, I can learn the language of dragon race. He looked at the black dragon and continued, “I know that the language of dragon race was very hard, but I am very good at learning. As long as you have the patience, I can definitely learn it.”
Suddenly, the black dragon made a deep shout.
Chen Chang Sheng was dumbfounded.
The black dragon’s whisker rose without making any wind current and it pointed four times at the center of his eyebrows as fast as lightning and as light as dust.
Chen Chang Sheng frowned, thinking about the meaning.
The black dragon lightly pointed at the same place again for four times and simultaneously the dragon made a deep shout.
Chen Chang Sheng understood now.
In the previous sentence, he said four “I’s”