Chapter 4428

The dragon didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, his tone suddenly changed.

"If the average person came to ask me this question, I would definitely let him go away. But you and I have been together for so long, and I regard you as a friend, so I advise you that there are some things you don't know why it is good."

"Sometimes knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing."

The words fell, and the dragon muffled again.

Han Sanqian frowned and said puzzled: "Actually, I have roughly guessed a lot of things, but why do you keep saying things that I shouldn't know?"

"I want to ask, what does it mean that I shouldn't know, and why shouldn't I know?"

Up to now, everything I have met seems to be very close, and it seems to be far away.

Just when you thought you could touch it, it was far away from you.

However, when you always think you can't touch it, it seems to be right in front of you.

Han Sanqian felt this way.

"Someone has tried to tell you, but what's the result? Do you know again?" asked the dragon.

His tone was a little calm, but it was also the least in line with the personality of the dragon.

This guy has always spoken in a heavy tone, but this time, it was so calm that it didn't look like his way of speaking at all.

Han Sanqian also noticed this, but his more details were different: "You mean, the sky is so strange, right?"

The dragon didn't confirm it, but it didn't deny it either.

"It was true that he wanted to tell me something at that time, but every time he opened his mouth, he was always interrupted by something strange. I checked later, and it should be caused by the forbidden cholera in the Book of Eight Desolations."

"Forbidden land? Resentful spirits? To tell the truth, do you believe Han Sanqian?" Molong laughed coldly and disdainfully.

"What do you mean by that?" Han Sanqian frowned.

"Isn't it a good thing for you humans to say? It may be a coincidence once, and again, will it be a coincidence? Like you said yourself, you will always be disturbed by something."

Molong finished his words and continued: "With your ingenuity, you shouldn't have found the slightest clue."

"You mean, the Book of Eight Desolations lied to me? The two things are not related at all? Or, they are related, but not necessarily related?" Han Sanqian said in surprise.

The dragon smiled coldly: "You're not too stupid."

Han Sanqian was speechless for a while.

If it is really what the dragon said, then this thing will become a bit bizarre and terrifying in an instant.

Why did the Eight Desolate Books lie to themselves? And why stop Tian Qiongqi from telling himself the truth? !

Could it be that there are some secrets hidden in the middle?

But Han Sanqian couldn't understand, what secret was hidden in this.

Could it be that the Book of Eight Desolations doesn't want him to know a lot of the truth?

However, what does the history of Bafang World have to do with it? Why is it blocking? !

Moreover, it has thousands of reasons to stop itself, why should it go to that death swamp by itself?

"There are some things that you will naturally know at that time, but it is useless to say more than that. I want to tell you, but does that mean you can hear it?"

"I can temporarily seal the Book of Eight Desolations, so it won't stop you from saying anything?" Han Sanqian said.

"Do you really think it's just it?" Mo Long laughed.

"Everything is fixed, everything is arranged, three thousand, I only tell you that as a friend, otherwise, I will not mention it at all."

Hearing what the dragon said, Han Sanqian knew that there was no need to ask further.

"Actually, there are some things I want to tell you, but maybe I only said one word, and your accident happened."

"You and I may never see each other."

"Anyway, he is in your body. Once the time is right, you will know it naturally? Three thousand, don't force it!"

Han Sanqian nodded: "Stop talking about this, what should I do now? Do you have any way to help me get out of trouble?"

"This is a dark space." Mo Long said: "Dark space has a characteristic, that is, it is infinitely large inside and infinitely small outside."

"In general, the bigger the inside, the smaller the outside."

"From the current point of view, the actual shape outside should be a needle."

"Needle?" Han Sanqian was obviously taken aback.

He thought about finding a needle in a haystack, but it was just an adjective after all. What he might never have dreamed of was...

Really needles!

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