Chapter 2635 Thousand Years’ Lessons

"You are still as conceited as you were a thousand years ago!" Yu Qiong sighed happily.

Conceited... Pulao's eyes narrowed. Thousands of years ago, someone did say this to him, and it was Xuanniao!

"Impossible..." Pulao frowned, "Absolutely impossible! Your aura is clearly in the Libu Feng family, how could you..."

Yu Qionghuan's face slowly changed, and there seemed to be shadows of many people in it, including the long-dead Hua Lixin, and a charming and beautiful woman.

Pulao's eyes narrowed, it was really a black bird!

Yu Qionghuan stared at Pulao coldly: "Thousands of years ago, because you favored Suzaku, your brothers were torn apart and finally sent to the world. You caused the nine brothers to become the noble identity of the Wannian Dragon Son. Spirits are even suppressed by mortals and cannot recover for thousands of years. Now you are intervening in this matter. It seems that the lessons learned for thousands of years are not enough!"

Pulao's lips twitched, and a hint of unspeakable self-blame flashed through the eyes of Pulao, who had always been aloof and arrogant.

At this time, two lights and shadows appeared on the horizon again. Yu Qionghuan knew that she could not delay any longer, so she quickly moved towards the lights and shadows.

Pulao didn't catch up, he could only stand there in a daze, looking at the horizon, with an indescribable guilt in his expression.

The white tiger galloped on the white snowy mountains of Wuya Kingdom, as fast as a bolt of lightning.

An Yi activated the spell while hugging Feng Qingchen tightly to prevent Feng Qingchen from being thrown out by the galloping white tiger.

Behind him, evil black clouds were chasing after her. It seemed that Yu Qionghuan was not giving up at all.

An Yi couldn't care about anything at the moment, she just wanted to complete the blood transfusion as soon as possible, but because Yu Qionghuan delayed for too long, Feng Qingchen actually woke up.

When An Yi met the man's cold, dark eyes, he couldn't help but feel tight in his heart.

It had only been most of the night, so Feng Qingchen shouldn't be able to undo the poison of the silver needle so quickly, but An Yi felt guilty and couldn't look directly at Feng Qingchen.

Although Feng Qingchen's eyes were cold, they were calmer than An Yi imagined. He just looked at An Yi without saying anything or trying to undo the poison. He just quietly felt the woman hugging him tightly. The feeling of being in your arms.

Feng Qingchen understood what it meant to make this decision. Maybe he would really lose the world and everything. Even now, he regretted the decision of those three numbers, but he respected his choice. After all, it was his The decision at that time.

After Feng Qingchen woke up, the blood flowed slower.

An Yi couldn't help but feel a little anxious. It was almost dawn. Yu Qionghuan appeared. Will Yun Ni appear too? She can't even deal with Yu Qionghuan. If Yun Ni comes again...

The white tiger finally stopped. An Yi looked up and saw the pavilion in Wuxue Mountain. Under that pavilion was the imperial mausoleum of the Dashu Dynasty, where Pulao was guarding.

An Yi patted the white tiger on the head and motioned it to go up to the pavilion.

The white tiger roared up.

Bai Hu rushed up to the pavilion, looking very tired. He immediately knelt on the ground with his two front feet, almost throwing the three of them off.

An Yi quickly hugged Feng Qingchen, but her skirt was held by Xiaodouzi, preventing the three of them from falling off the tiger's back.

"Baihu, are you injured?" Xiaodouzi slipped off the tiger's back, and then he realized that Baihu's front legs were covered in blood.

Baihu whimpered and rubbed his big head against Xiaodouzi's small body.

"That Yu Qionghuan must have hurt you!" Xiaodouzi was furious, "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you in the future!"