Xu Maogong said nothing.

He is not Luo Cheng, and he does not have the same memory as Luo Cheng, so he naturally does not understand Luo Cheng's feelings.

Luo Cheng raised his eyes and asked casually:"Where is the hidden dragon's luck you mentioned? Why can't I see it?"

Xu Maogong smiled and said:"Little Marquis, luck is so mysterious when it comes to it. If you just rely on the naked eye, how can you may see"

"So you can’t see this hidden dragon’s luck?"Luo Cheng frowned.

It's impossible.

There are detailed records in history that Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty killed the White Snake to revolt.

Although what came out of Xu Maogong's mouth was a different story, it also proved one thing on the other hand - this kind of The hidden dragon's luck and the real dragon's luck can be seen by people!

If they can't see it, there won't be such accurate adjectives.

Why is it not a golden snake, not a black snake...but it is a white snake. There is no smoke without fire, since the description The color has changed, which means that this kind of thing can be seen by others.

Xu Maogong stroked his beard and said:"Little Marquis, I don't know something. If it is the true dragon's luck, it has already turned into reality, even in the daytime. There is also a chance to see a real dragon circling in the sky"

"But if it is the luck of the hidden dragon, the hidden dragon will not be able to leave the outside world before it becomes a real dragon."

Is there such a thing?

Luo Cheng half-squinted his eyes. These warlocks are really eye-opening.

"Then Qianlong’s luck cannot be seen?"

"Not even that."Xu Maogong replied,"Although the hidden dragon's luck has not turned into a real dragon, it has already taken a dragon character and formed naturally."

"It's just that the Qianlong realm is not enough to manifest in the outside world, but if it is in a dark place, it can still be seen. Luo

Cheng was slightly shaken and looked at Xu Maogong:"Maogong, what do you mean?"……"

"We only need to find a cave, and then follow the path to draw out the Qianlong's luck, so that we can see it clearly."Xu Maogong said proudly.

Luo Cheng's eyes lit up.

"Okay, in that case, let's find a cave quickly!"

……

Chang'an, in the imperial palace.

Yu Wenhuaji looked at the Han Qinhu head placed in front of him with excitement, and couldn't help but cursed:"Old Han, you killed my son, but you didn't expect to end up like this. You really deserve it! You deserve it!""

"Hahahahaha……"

At the end, Yu Wenhuaji laughed crazily, as if he was crazy.

Yang Guang sat on the dragon chair and looked at Yu Wenji who was losing his temper, but he felt amused in his heart.

A character like Ruyu Wenhua, who has a deep mind, actually looks like this sometimes. I don’t know if it’s real or just acting.

Yu Wenhuaji cried for a while, wishing to swallow Han Qinhu's head. Finally, he turned around and said quietly to Yang Guang:"Your Majesty, I... pray that your Majesty can give me Han Laoer's head." , I want to humiliate him every day, and this is the last thing I do for my son!"

After saying that, his legs went weak and he knelt in the palace.

Want Han Qinhu’s head?

Yang Guang narrowed his eyes slightly, a little embarrassed:"My dear, it's not that I don't want to reward you with Han Qinhu's head, but Han Qinhu is one of the nine elders of the Sui Dynasty. Even I must respect him. How can I reward you and let you insult me ​​day and night? It's really shameful!"

You have no face at all.

Yu Wenhuaji secretly complained in his heart.

But he also knew that this was just Yang Guang's excuse and should not be taken seriously.

[Second update.

I wanted to die writing it. I didn’t finish it all night long. I continued.]

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