Ning Liu looked at the other party's reaction, and the last doubt in his heart disappeared.

 Silver Dragon King, there really is one!

  Moreover, it should be right here.

 However, Ditian's reaction also gave him new doubts.

  Golden-eyed Black Dragon King, Emperor Tian.

 This is also the Dragon King, the real Dragon King.

  Why does he show such awe and fear when he mentions another Dragon King, almost like a subordinate facing a monarch?

  Could it be that the gap between the Dragon King and the Dragon King is so huge?

 It seems that the Silver Dragon King's status in the dragon clan is much higher than he imagined.

On the other side, the sky-green bull python Da Ming, who was carrying Ning Liu and Xiao Wu, was almost stunned.

 its huge head was frozen on the surface of the water, and it even forgot to breathe.

  It's over, it's over...

  It has only these three words left in its mind, echoing crazily.

 It thought that it was just bringing a special guest with a token to see the Lord.

 But who would have thought that this guest did not follow common sense and immediately flipped the table over.

 Looking at Lord Ditian's reaction, it was as if someone had stripped him naked and thrown him on the street.

   What do I mean?

 Luring the wolf into the house?

  No, this is much more serious than inviting a wolf into the house. I have brought in an ancestor who can tear down the house!

  Daming has already begun to imagine his next tragic end.

 Whether he was beaten into a pulp by Master Ditian's claws, or was his skin peeled off due to cramps, and his gallbladder was used to brew wine?

 When thinking of that scene, its cyan scales began to turn white.

 Just when Daming was thinking wildly, Di Tian finally broke free from the extreme shock.

   He could not let this topic continue, let alone allow any possibility of this shocking secret being leaked!

      

   A deeper and more depressing force spread from him than before.

 This time, it is no longer a simple confinement in space.

 I saw the darkness deep in the cave, surging out like a living thing, but silently.

 This darkness is not solid, but is thicker than any wall.

 It quickly enveloped the space of a hundred meters in radius, completely isolating the pool where Ning Liu, Xiao Wu, Di Tian and Daming were from the outside world.

 The sound of wind, water, insects and birds in the valley suddenly stopped at this moment.

  The whole world seems to have been pressed on the mute button.

 After doing all this, Di Tian's pair of cold golden dragon eyes regrouped and locked onto Ning Liu once again.

 "Now, you can speak."

 His voice was low and hoarse,

"What do you want to do when you come here?"

He had suppressed the turmoil in his heart, but the tension in his tone revealed his inner unrest.

  Ning Liu felt the completely blocked space around him, his expression remained calm.

  He knew that this old dragon was driven into a hurry by himself.

 "I said, I have no hostility."

 Ning Liu met Di Tian's gaze and said calmly,

 "I came here just to confirm some things."

 "Confirm?"

 Di Tian sneered, and the wind pressure brought by the dragon's breath made Xiao Wu's hair fly.

"Confirmation is over, what next? Make the Lord's news public to the public and attract the covetousness of the God Realm?!"

  Ning Liu shook his head,

  "If I wanted to do that, why would I have to come to see you in person."

   These words made the murderous intent in Di Tian's eyes pause slightly.

  He looked at Ning Liu, trying to find any trace of lying on the face of this excessively young human being.

  Ke Ningliu's eyes were clear and magnanimous, without any dodge.

  The murderous intention in Di Tian's heart gradually faded, but his doubts became deeper.

  He was silent for a moment, and the only sound in the valley was his heavy breathing.

Ning Liu didn’t urge him, he just waited quietly. He knew that he had taken control of the conversation.

 After a long time, Di Tian seemed to have figured out something. He looked at Ning Liu and spoke slowly:

 "How do you know about the Lord?"

 This question is the key.

  Ning Liu smiled, but did not answer directly. Instead, he changed the subject.

  「怎么知道的,我就不说了,不过,它应该在沉睡,而且,或许不只是沉睡那么简单吧。」

  他的目光变得锐利起来。

 "Am I right?"

 "Is she repairing her...soul trauma."

 Boom——!

Di Tian was shocked if Ning Liu mentioned the "Silver Dragon King" before.

 At this moment, when the words "soul trauma" came out clearly from Ning Liu's mouth, Ditian felt that the state of mind that had just calmed down suddenly collapsed, and the turmoil was more violent than ever before.

 His huge dragon head suddenly thrust forward, and the golden dragon eyes were almost in front of Ning Liu. The emotion surging in him was no longer shock, but a kind of confusion and fear that was close to collapse.

 How is it possible? !

 How did he know this? !

 The Lord was severely injured in the war between the gods, and was split into the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King.

The Golden Dragon King was sealed, and the Lord took the remnants of them and fled to the Douluo Continent, falling into a deep sleep. Relying on the core energy of the Lake of Life, they have been struggling to repair the almost incurable soul trauma for eternity!

 This secret is a more central top secret than "The Silver Dragon King is here" itself!

 Knowing that the Lord is here may be explained by some secrets passed down from ancient times.

 But even the Lord knows clearly that he is repairing the "soul wound", which is completely beyond the scope of common sense!

 This means that the human being in front of him has an unimaginable understanding of the inside story of the war between the gods!

 Who is he?

 Who is he? !

Ditian's brain went completely blank. Countless crazy thoughts exploded in his mind, but he was unable to form any reasonable explanation.

  Looking at Di Tian who was so close, his golden dragon eyes filled with storm and confusion, Ning Liu understood clearly.

 It seems that I made the right bet.

 And Daming beneath him has completely given up thinking.

 Soul trauma?

 What is this?

 It just felt like the amount of information it heard today was more than the past ten thousand years combined.

 It just wants to bury its head in the bottom of the lake and pretend that it is just an ordinary stone.

 This is no longer a game that a small azure bull python can participate in.

 When gods fight, little snakes suffer!