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She was afraid that Long Zhutian would completely disappear from her world and live in another dimension.
Just as she was thinking, the phone rang, it was the ringtone she specially set for Long Zhutian.
It was as if my heart had been plucked suddenly and forcefully, an unbelievable surprise.
He hurriedly took out his mobile phone to check, it was indeed Long Zhutian's caller ID.
Connected, and called in a hurried tone, "Zhu Tian, where are you?"
"Sister, where are you?"
Long Zhutian's tone was also a little anxious, "I've been looking for you for several days."
"What? Where are you now?"
Yang Zimei was very surprised, hearing Long Zhutian's tone, it seemed that he had been out for several days.
"In front of the thatched hut we lived in at the bottom of the mountain. Where are you?"
Long asked day by day.
"I'm on the mountain now, you wait below, we'll go down."
"Um."
Long Zhutian nodded in agreement.
Yang Zimei and Zhenzi Xuehu hurried down the mountain.
There was a man standing in front of the thatched cottage, wearing an ancient black men's attire, with long hair hanging directly over his shoulders.
"Day by day?"
Yang Zimei cried out in disbelief.
"Well, it's me."
Long Zhutian strode forward and reached out to hug her.
Yang Zimei was surprised to find that his arms were complete.
"This arm?"
Yang Zimei carefully reached out to touch his broken left arm, "What happened? Where did you go after the coffin disappeared?"
"After entering the coffin, I fell asleep very quickly. When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying here in this state, and my arm was healed. Then I went to the mountain to look for you. I searched for a few times, but there was no one. The original entrance to the ancient tomb is nowhere to be seen, as if everything has disappeared.”
"I've been out for two days. I've been looking for you everywhere, and I can't get through to your cell phone."
"The phone is out of battery, so I went to someone's house outside to charge it."
Long Zhutian said while holding the phone.
Yang Zimei looked at his clothes that were incompatible with modern times with sweat, "If you dress like this and go to someone's house to charge, will they throw you out?"
"I said I'm a movie actor and I'm shooting exterior scenes here."
Long Zhutian smiled and said, "Not only was there no bang, but the reception was very warm."
"It seems that you are not stupid."
Yang Zimei reached out to touch the fabric of his body.
The material of the clothes did not seem to be an ordinary material, it was very comfortable, breathable and soft, but she was worried that it might be made of nettles, so she asked Xuehu about it.
Xuehu shook his head, "It's not made of nettles, it's the same as my clothes."
"really weird."
Yang Zimei was puzzled.
She thought that Long Zhutian would enter another dimension, but he didn't feel anything, he just changed his clothes and came out.
Of course, the best thing is that the arm has miraculously recovered.
"Maybe I'm dreaming. When I fell asleep in the coffin, I dreamed that I was transformed into a black dragon."
Long Zhutian said suspiciously, "Then I woke up and here I am like this."
"You may have been a Dragon Clan."
Yang Zimei took his arm and said, "That ancient tomb may be a dragon's lair, a place where we can live and die together."
Yang Zimei thought hard for a long time before she came to this conclusion.
"Dragon clan can travel in time and space. The underground palace may have been built by you later. For some reason, it was transported by time and space, so everything like this happened."
Xuehu said from the side, "It's hard to explain all this with other races, but the dragon race is different, everything is possible."
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