He Rose from the Coffin and Was Entangled by His Old Enemy.

Annuo, who was lying in the coffin, looked at the cracked coffin board and began to recall his miserable life. He traveled through time inexplicably, was driven to the shelf, and became a savior hero. Finally, he died of exhaustion on the battlefield. I was praised and praised, hung on the wall, and even gave the people an extra day off. There seems to be nothing wrong with all this, if it weren't for the fact that I opened my eyes again in the coffin. Listening to people outside saying things like 'ancestors' blessing' and 'unfilial descendants will definitely return something if they borrow something', I still couldn't help but raise the coffin. "Are all tomb robbers these days going to rob the ancestors?!" Looking at their ancestors who were uncovering their coffins, the unfilial descendants quickly hugged their thighs and cried. "Ancestor! Just take care of that giant dragon you shaved off back then! This guy comes to attack our house every now and then!" An Nuo stared at the descendants hugging his thigh, feeling helpless. "What nonsense are you talking about? The dragon has been sleeping for a hundred years. How could it possibly attack our home?" However, an earthquake swept through, and Annuo felt an earthquake and the mountains shook. The tomb was shattered, revealing the sky. A huge golden pupil appeared from the crack, and the indifferent eyes instantly became moved. "Found you!" Holding the sword in his hand tightly, Annuo looked warily at his old friend who had fought for decades. He was about to take action, but the other party returned to his human form. The man with blond hair and golden eyes stood aggrievedly in the distance, as if he was looking at a heartless man. "I promised you that you would become a dragon knight. Don't leave me!" "I don't believe that someone as powerful as you can die. This is indeed a scam!" Dragons have no concept of time, but their persistence is amazing Whether it's a shiny treasure or the love in your heart Intention: Holding the torch high in the darkness