C551 A dragon in the air

"Little friend Long!" After Chen Guoli put on his shoes, he walked in front of Long Aotian and cupped his hands.

"You are?" Seeing that the man had an extraordinary appearance, Long Aotian did not dare to underestimate him. When he was in the great hall just now, he was ruthlessly scolded by the Duke Dong.

"I am Chen Guoli!"

"Oh?!" So it's Prime Minister Chen, it's been a long time! " Long Aotian immediately cupped his hands and saluted. He had heard of Chen Guoli's name before: "I wonder why Prime Minister Chen has called me?"

"Seeing how extraordinary you are, my little friend, you're definitely not someone from the same pool. You'll definitely be able to achieve great things in the future!" Chen Guoli stroked his beard with a face full of praise.

"You're too polite!" Long Aotian laughed, he could not hide the happiness on his face.

Seeing Long Aotian like this, Chen Guoli's eyes suddenly shrank, then immediately recovered. Laughing loudly, he walked towards the entrance of the Mansion.

[What does this old fogey mean?] Long Aotian was at a loss.

Just as he was about to leave, a young eunuch suddenly called out to Long Aotian in a low voice, "Long Qian Hu, His Majesty is summoning us!"

Very quickly, Long Aotian arrived in front of the Yellow Emperor, who was seated on a dragon throne, waiting for Long Aotian.

Yellow Emperor coughed and asked, "Do you really have the ability to see through talent?"

"His Majesty's aptitude is considered not good, but after the spiritual energy recovers, with the aid of medicinal pills, he should be able to cultivate to the Profound level!" Long Aotian said indifferently.

"Mm, not bad." After saying that, the Yellow Emperor shut his mouth.

At this time, Zhou Hui and the rest had already finished eating and were waiting at the entrance of the Huang Palace for the Yellow Emperor to accept the worship of tens of thousands of people.

Only now did Zhou Hui understand, that this Huang Emperor did not come every day to receive the worship of tens of thousands of people.

According to people familiar with the matter, the Emperor had to pay homage to tens of thousands of people in three days, more frequently than in the morning assembly. The morning assembly is still going to be held once a week.

At that time, when Zhou Hui heard of this news, he was at a loss of what to do.

If the Yellow Emperor knew that his troublesome people were thinking like that, he would definitely die from laughter.

What era was this? Can't I use my phone? Can't This Emperor create a WeChat group?

If it wasn't for the tradition, I wouldn't even be willing to go to the morning court! Who would want to wake up so early every day?

What's more, there are a few great beauties in my harem. They lack sleep and sleep all day.

Just as Zhou Hui was pondering about what the Yellow Emperor looked like, the doors of the Palace opened.

"Yo yo yo, ministers have come out!"

"Aiyo, that's General Cheng's car. He even had a meal in my restaurant before!"

"That's …"

The people around him were discussing in hushed tones. Every minister had their own carriage. Or Lamborghini, or Ferrari, or the red flag of a BMW. There were all kinds of cars, but the license plates were always the same.

The plates were red, and only these people in the entire country had red tags. The other officials were also green like the commoners.

The corner of Zhou Hui's eyes twitched, didn't they say everyone was sitting in sedans? Why is it different from what was shown on the television?

After the official's carriage had left, the crowd began to discuss among themselves.

Passerby A: "Today is the day that I accept my worship. Today, I can see the True Dragon again!"

Passerby B: "That's right, that's right. The last time I saw True Dragon, it gave me a fright!"

"Sigh Wu Gui, what do they mean by 'True Dragon'?" When Zhou Hui heard the two bystanders say the word "True Dragon", he asked Wu Gui who was beside him with some doubt: "Could it be that there really is a dragon?"

"You'll know when the time comes, don't be so shocked that you'll scare your soul away!" Wu Gui said while laughing.

Zhou Hui shook his head, he was extremely depressed at Wu Gui's suspenseful attitude. However, he was still looking forward to meeting the Yellow Emperor later. Perhaps, he might actually be able to meet the True Dragon.

After all, it was said on television that the Yellow Emperor was the son of the heavens, the incarnation of a True Dragon or something like that. As the true dragon son of the heavens, Zhou Hui knew this as well.

However, he was extremely curious. In this cultivation world where cultivation was inevitable, he wondered whether the Yellow Emperor of this world was a True Dragon.

If that was the case, then this rebellion … Tsk tsk.

Zhou Hui couldn't help but be speechless. If the other party was really a dragon incarnate, it would be better to stay away from him.

If it wasn't a dragon, then I'm sorry, if I had the chance, I would have to cause trouble in this life.

In this cold weather, Zhou Hui waited for around half an hour.

Just as Zhou Hui was getting impatient, a group of yellow armored soldiers walked out from the Huang Palace.

This was the first time Zhou Hui had seen the personal army of the Yellow Emperor! This was similar to the military uniforms from his previous world. However, the color of this set of clothes was yellow, giving off a golden luster.

Everyone had a dazzling gem on their hats, Zhou Hui could immediately tell that it was real. In each of their hands was a machine gun with a bayonet on it. They stood up straight and revealed vicious gazes, appearing very domineering.

Zhou Hui did not know about the snatching hands of these people, he had never seen this type before, but they looked very powerful.

Hundreds of people were standing in front of the yellow palace, forming a human wall as they looked forward with determination.

At this time, the entrance to the Desolate Hall was already surrounded by people. In the middle of the crowd, Zhou Hui seemed so inconspicuous.

At this moment, a dragon's roar resounded above the walls of the yellow palace. "Roar!"

Zhou Hui was shocked, she immediately looked up at the Yellow Palace Prime Minister, only to see a faintly discernible dragon hovering in the sky.

[This...] Zhou Hui was shocked, he stared dumbfoundedly at the dragon in the sky.

Just when Zhou Hui was surprised, he saw that the citizens of the dragon were all kneeling down and worshipping them.

Wu Gui also knelt down, and immediately pulled Zhou Hui a bit. Zhou Hui was stunned, he did not feel Wu Gui's pulling.

The dragon in the sky circled around for a bit before it suddenly transformed into a human form and descended.

He wore a crown on his head and a dragon robe. With a serious expression on his face, he walked down to the ground with ease.

"Long live, long live, long live, long live my glory!"

"Long live, long live, long live, long live my glory!"

Everyone present started to worship, except Zhou Hui who stood there in a daze. Hearing that, Zhou Hui regained his senses and immediately knelt down!

The current Long Aotian was standing on top of the city wall. Looking down, he obviously saw the standing Zhou Hui as well. All the commoners were kneeling and worshipping him, but he stood out like an eye-catching man.

When she saw it, she was so scared that cold sweat broke out on her back.

Long Aotian's eyes were extremely special, and when looking at others, one could see the color emitted from his body. The difference in color was due to the difference in aptitude.

Red, orange, red, green, cyan, blue, purple.