The White Dragon Clan is an ancient god clan, "Zhou Yi" said: "The dragon fights in the wild, its blood is yellow", since the time of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the dragon clan is the existence of the human race, and can command all other races. Twenty million years ago, the leader of the White Dragon fought with the leader of the Phoenix Clan, the Black Phoenix Sovereign, and both were defeated and injured, greatly hurting the Yuan Shen. Nowadays, although the dragon clan is respected and the heaven and earth are the most spiritual, there are also other races that have risen, such as the Qingqiu Fox Clan, the Underworld Ghost Clan, the Nanshan Beast Clan, etc.

Han Shin's birth is considered the hope of the dragon family's rebirth, a pure-blooded white dragon, and his father is the leader of the dragon family, supreme; Her mother is a dragon nobleman, Miss Pterodactyl; When he was born, the dragon chanted for three days, and it lasted for a long time, and the dragon light appeared all over the city, and the auspicious omen were frequent.

When Han Xin was three hundred years old, it was the dragon clan's once-in-a-century ceremony to worship the heavens, and he secretly ran out during the prayer. Because the life span of the Protoss is quite long, and the normal lifespan is tens of thousands of years, it is not a problem, so Han Xinxin, who still looks like a child, is not yet mature.

He ran all the way out of the territory of the dragon clan, wandering in the red water at the junction of the dragon clan and the Qingqiu fox clan, on weekdays, he attracted much attention as the only son of the leader, and he felt depressed, and he had never been so free to look at the mountains and the water as water. The water is shining, the bluestone is intertwined, and the crystal water droplets beat the green moss on the stone wall, which is very fresh.

The green pond was slightly white, Han Xin took a closer look, it was a little white fox, seeing that his cultivation had only been two or three hundred years, his fur was shiny, there were a few tufts of purple hair on the tips of his ears, and his lean calves were bleeding, and he looked injured and couldn't move, but he was still grinning at Han Xin, looking like he was not approaching.

"Left and right are just a little fox, with such a stubborn temper." Han Shin is still young and thinks this fox is very interesting.

There was a commotion in the forest, and several blue-faced strong men with bows, arrows and axes chased after them, who should be the ones who injured the little fox, and they were stunned when they saw Han Xin.

"He seems to be a dragon."

"What are you afraid of, it's a dragon and it's just a child, on!"

The big man picked up the big axe and came to chop, Han Xin's unopened little face was cold, without a trace of panic, it may be the arrogance of the dragon clan, or it may be his own talent, although he is young, his strength is not weak. With a cold snort gently, he protected the fox behind him, and summoned out the dragon chanting spear that he had forged with dragon qi when he was born, the long spear was a little abrupt in the hand of a child, but there was no trace of effort on Han Xin's face.

With a wave of the spear, the murderous aura overflowed, the dragon chant echoed, and the blue-faced man took a blow and shouted, "This is the dragon chanting spear, he is Han Xin, the only son of the leader of the dragon clan!" Come on! After saying that, they retreated into the forest.

"You're waiting for the rats to provoke me too?" Han Xin said coldly, put away the dragon chanting gun, turned around to look at the injured white fox, gently hooked the corners of his mouth, no matter how the white fox punched and kicked, and held it in his arms.

"Fox, I saved you, so now you're mine."