After Yang's birthday party, Bihai City was as peaceful as ever, and nothing seemed to happen. But under the calmness, it gives people a sense of silent oppression that a storm is coming.
All the forces and big families have restrained their tentacles one after another and warned their disciples and disciples that they have been living in seclusion recently and must not show off.
Everyone is waiting, waiting for a big change, waiting for something earth-shattering!
However, all this has nothing to do with Yang Ziyue. The imperial beast was killed by Luo Guan on the spot, and his soul suffered severe backlash. The fall was small, but the most terrifying thing was that it cut off his path to cultivation.
After simple treatment and saving his life, he was sent out of Yanbo Mountain. He spent the whole day either drunk or having fun with a woman in his arms, displaying his "decadence" and "degeneration" incisively and vividly.
"Uncle Sun, you are here." The guards at Yang's residence in Bihai City saluted respectfully.
"Well, let me come to see the young master..." The old servant said this and frowned subconsciously. The woman in the room moaned and moaned, and the melancholy sound reached his ears.
The guard was a little embarrassed, hesitated, and said, "Are you coming back later?"
The old servant shook his head, "No need, please leave." After saying that, he pushed open the door and saw a lot of makeup and makeup. Several women were naked, and Yang Ziyue was hugging him Looking at one of the beauties, she was sweating profusely from working.
"Greetings, young master." The old slave saluted.
Yang Ziyue looked back and said, "Oh, it's Uncle Sun. What's up with you? We might as well talk about it later. I'm not free right now."
As he spoke, he still didn't stop moving.
The old servant's eyes were kind, "Master, it's business, let them go down first." His tone was soft, showing a little guilt and distress.
Yang Ziyue hesitated for a moment, wiped his sweat and put the woman down, waving his hand, "Everyone, get out!" He picked up a robe on the ground, put it on casually, slumped down on the soft couch, picked up the wine bottle, "Gudong", "Gudong", and Drink most of it in one breath.
He burped and exhaled the smell of alcohol, "Uncle Sun, if you have anything to do, just tell me."
The old servant didn't look sideways as he waited for these women to leave, closed the door, and said respectfully: "Master, you asked the Beast Taming Sect to help investigate the murder of Mo Jiao, and now the results have been obtained."
Yang Ziyue was startled, then shook his head, "So what if I find out? It's meaningless to me."
Uncle Sun paused and continued: "The person who killed the Mo Jiao and devoured it was also a dragon, and its owner was Wei Zhuang."
Swish——
Yang Ziyue raised his head suddenly, his eyes were violent and red. This was the greatest unwillingness and anger in his heart. He had imagined countless times that if Mo Jiao, who had suffered a great calamity, had not been killed, would he be able to turn the tide and suppress Wei Zhuang, and then become the eldest son of the fifth generation with infinite glory.
Rather than, like today, like a dead dog with its spine broken, it can only hide in a dark corner and linger!
Killing Mo Jiao in front of him and deposing him in the back made Yang Ziyue feel more resentful and resentful. Even if he poured out the water from all over the world, it would be difficult to wash it away. But now he is a useless chess piece to the Yang family... I think. Wanting revenge is just wishful thinking.
[In view of the general environment,
wrong!
Others may betray and alienate him because he has become a waste, but Yang Ziyue has absolute confidence in Uncle Sun - so why does he mention this? Thinking about how Uncle Sun left in a hurry after his accident, and the rumors about Uncle Sun's origins.
Boom——
Yang Ziyue's heart beat suddenly and violently. His mouth was dry and his tone was urgent, "Uncle Sun, why are you mentioning this to me?"
The old servant grinned and showed a smile,
"Of course it's because, young master, you are saved. I promised my wife to take good care of the young master, so naturally I can't break my promise."
He turned over his hand and took out a seed. It was about the size of a child's fist. It was completely black in color, but seemed to have been soaked in some kind of liquid for many years, causing the surface to appear mottled and a bit more yellowish.
Now, in the shriveled state, texture naturally forms, and when the eyes fall, there is a feeling that the soul will be pulled out
Feelings of panic outside the body.
While breathing, a stench emanates from the surface of the seeds, looming faintly.
"vomit--"
Yang Ziyue turned around and vomited, "What is this?!"
The old servant said: "I begged you for the seeds of the Dragon Corpse Tree from somewhere... With it, and the dragon beside Wei Zhuang, which once swallowed the black dragon, we can do this for you." The medium starts the sacrificial ceremony." A cold light surged in his eyes, "Using the flesh, blood and dragon soul of the dragon, I will reshape your soul, young master, and open a new path to spiritual practice!"
…
Luo Guan knew with his knees that the Yang family would never hand over everything that belonged to Yuan Xia Palace.
But now, more than half of the one-month deadline originally agreed upon has passed.
Something is going to happen. Something is going to happen. It’s not going to happen today, it’s going to be tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow... But it’s definitely, it’s very close!
But in such a tense and depressing atmosphere, Xia Xue actually acted as if nothing happened all day long, drinking tea with Sang Sang, eating various cakes, and even having a game with Sang Sang based on her own taste. , conducted serious and serious discussions - aiming at improving the taste of pastries and optimizing the production methods, and even cooperated to develop a special purple bean paste.
Luo Guan was simply convinced. He finally felt that Elder Bai Jing felt like the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was. But then I thought about it, does Xia Xue's performance mean that she is full of confidence... So, this reluctance can be considered good news?
Alas, I have no choice but to comfort myself this way.
Uneasy and throbbing, Luo Guan could only practice harder and harder. He already had the Eight Songs of the Soul, which was obviously loose. However, it was obvious that the road to heaven would become more and more difficult the further back he went. It would probably take some time to break through. .
But the good news is that three more elders of the Feng Clan were rescued from the Holy Fire Crisis, which gave Luo Guan a lot of peace of mind.
Seven people in the Great Tribulation Realm are not enough to defeat the Tianlan Holy Sect, but if the situation is not right, it should be no problem to use it to escape, right?
As for Cousin Xia... Humph, Luo Guan witnessed the scene of the battle with the evil dragon in the Corner Sea with his own eyes. It is not too much to say that a vicious beast in human form is not too much. If she wants to leave, who can stop her? So worry less and think more about yourself!
Soon, another two days passed.
On this day, Luo Guan was working hard to run the Phoenix Clan's "Immortality" secret method, refining and absorbing the "spiritual accumulation" in his body, and when his enlightenment cultivation was improving day by day, his heart suddenly shrank.
Vaguely, I seemed to hear a roar in my ears, roaring in extreme pain.
Roar——
Is this dragon roar?
Ying Qingling!
Luo Guan suddenly stood up and rushed out the door.
At this moment, Sangsang also appeared in the courtyard holding Ao Xiu by the hand.
The two of them looked at each other, their eyes falling on Ying Qingling's closed door.
"Squeak——"
Yang Jiuzhen pushed the door open and asked, "What happened?"
Luo Guan frowned, "This matter has nothing to do with Miss Jiuzhen, please don't come close!" He glanced at Sangsang, "Go in first."
"Okay." Sangsang took Ao Xiu and came
Go to the door, raise your hand and press it.
Borrowing the breath of the real dragon, as the Dragon Clan's suppressing spirit, Ying Qingling used the Dragon Clan's secret method to directly break through the restrictions set up. A violent aura came out of it in an instant, and you could even smell it, a bloody and stench that was both evil and terrifying.
Luo Guan's heart sank and he stepped into the room first. He immediately saw Ying Longnu, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, concentrating on her cultivation. At this moment, she seemed to be trapped in a nightmare. Her face was pale, her brows were furrowed, her body was shaking, but she could not wake up.
The most frightening thing is that under her fair and delicate skin, black textures like tree roots appeared, intertwined like a large net, imprisoning her whole body.
Especially at the center of the eyebrows, a large number of tree root-like black textures gathered together to form an eye mark. At this moment, it slowly opened, as if it had its own consciousness and was looking at the surroundings. A strong smell of blood and stench was constantly emitting.
When he was paying attention to him, Luo Guan was worried
When I got cold, I felt as if my heart was about to stop, and countless wails and screams rang in my ears.
It seems that hundreds of millions of living beings are being tortured and miserable!
"Dragon Corpse Tree!"
Sang Sang's voice rang out from beside her. Her face was heavy, with a rare murderous intent, and her eyes were full of coldness and disgust.
Luo Guan suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Sang Sang, do you know this thing?"
"Sir, this is an ancient evil. It is said that its body is an alien demon tree. Because it likes to feed on dragons, it is also called the dragon corpse tree. It once sprinkled countless seeds into the world to sacrifice to the dragons. If you belong to the dragon family, you can receive gifts from the demon tree, which even caused a catastrophe to hunt down the dragon clan."
Sangsang spoke very quickly, "But back then, when the Dragon Clan rose up and took control of the four corners of the world, they issued a killing order for the Dragon Corpse Tree, and used all the power of the real dragons from all over the world to burn all the seeds of the Dragon Corpse Tree and cut them off. That extraterrestrial demonic tree, its connection with the real world... I didn’t expect to see this thing again after so many years.”
Feeding on dragons? ! Luo Guan's heart trembled, and he had a clear understanding of its horror.
But at the same time, one thing is certain, "That is to say, this has nothing to do with my own practice. Someone is secretly plotting against Ying Longnu!"
Luo Guan had known for a long time that something was going to happen soon, but he didn't expect that this accident would happen to him. Ying Longnu was the person close to Luo Guan. There was no doubt that she was here for him.
how? If you can't afford to offend your eldest cousin and Yuan Xia Palace, why are you picking on the weaklings? !
Luo Guan took a deep breath, "Cousin, cousin, where are you?!" This is all the trouble caused by you, Yuan Xia Palace.
You can't ignore it!
There was silence and no response.
Sangsang said quietly: "Today, the Tianlan Holy Sect sent a message, asking the Lord of Xia Palace to come and discuss the return of Yuan Xia Palace..."
So, this is all calculated? Son of a bitch! Do you really think that since my cousin is not here, I can just do whatever you want? !
Luo Guan took a deep breath and exhaled, "Sang Sang, I have to save her."
Sang Sang nodded and grabbed Ao Xiu with one hand. Now the little girl instinctively showed a somewhat frightened expression, but deep in her eyes, there were cold red vertical pupils emerging.
"Don't worry, sir, it only takes a moment to locate the Dragon Corpse Tree!"
She closed her eyes and concentrated on perception.
As time passed, Ying Longnu's aura was rapidly weakening, and the stench and bloody aura continued to condense.
She couldn't last long.
Swish——
Sangsang opened her eyes, "Found it!"
