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[This bastard must be so proud of himself!]

No, he had to get up.

He tried to get up.

He was going to chase them.

However, in the next second, he fell heavily onto the cold floor.

Outside the window, there was a flash of lightning.

A bolt of lightning that bared its fangs and brandished its claws charged over arrogantly under his eyes.

It was as if he was about to swallow him alive with his mouth wide open!

No —

He had a headache and was rolling on the ground!

There was only one word in his mind — pain, pain, pain!

Pain, pain, pain.

His heart and body suffered greatly.

Outside, the sky was filled with thunder, making it difficult to travel.

Xiao Yi anxiously held down Long Yu who was trying his best to crawl.

A crashing sound was heard.

Amidst the rumbling thunder.

Long Yu turned into a small, small snake.

He was battered and exhausted, like a little snake that was being slaughtered.

"Sorry, Wang. I must save you! "

Long Yu had lost all of his mana and could only shake his snake head. "Xiao Yi, tell me, how long are you going to freeze me?"

"Perhaps five years, perhaps ten years … Or maybe … "I can only let you out when I grow the antidote …"

"No, no, I don't want it. Five years? Ten years? "It's been too long!"

The snake was trapped in the defensive formation, trembling.

He had been locked up for too long, and it frightened him.

In five years, many things could happen.

Ten years, maybe everything that had to change had changed, so where could Hua Xiaobao run to now?

After being locked up for so long, she definitely wouldn't forgive him.

"There is no other way. Wang, please bear with it! "

A layer of mist floated in Xiao Yi's eyes. He was truly useless.

Is Dragon Clan really destined to lose Dragon Lord in this year's Heavenly Scourge?

Would there be no aftereffects to the Dragon Clan?

But, the King has yet to give birth to a Young Master for the Dragon Clan.

What should he do?

Now that the king's life was in danger, he had to think about the big picture.

He would first freeze the king before thinking about it. This was a plan that he had been thinking of for a long time!

Rumble … The heavenly thunder once more released its might.

This caused Long Yu's Snake Form to become even more frail and insignificant.

This was a time of crisis.

He had no choice but to do so!

Five silver needles flashed with a cold light.

It stabbed into the snake's body and froze its pulse.

Long Yu's golden eyes widened.

He really couldn't accept it …

Unwilling to be frozen like this, thrown into the endless darkness to await death, or redemption?

He still wanted to explain to Hua Xiaobao, she must hate him.

He hated his heartlessness.

Hate his violence.

The uncertainty of hating him.

Trembling his pale lips, he said: "Xiao Yi... Help Me... Find her... "You must …"

A piercing pain covered his entire body as thunder roared above his head.

However, he'd lost all strength and slowly closed his eyes.

A teardrop, glistening.

From Xiao Yi's eyes, it slowly slipped away.

"Wang, wait for me. You must wait for me to save you. I will think of a way, I will definitely save you as soon as possible! I swear that no matter what price I have to pay, I will pay it all! "

In the palm of his hand was an ice-sealed orange amber. Inside the amber was a small golden snake.

It was curled up like a disk.

The thunder outside the door sounded even louder.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sky of the Dragon Clan was filled with dense lightning.

The entire sky was like a round bowl, and inside the bowl, lines of red lines could be seen.

The next day, in the early hours of the morning.

Phoenix Clan, maple flames, one tree and one tree, danced in front of his eyes like red butterflies.

Hua Xiaobao sat in the pavilion, looking at the maple tree, his thoughts floated to a very far place.

The dead tyrant must be asleep at home now.

And the sleeping posture must have been very messy, lolling from side to side!

That damn tyrant, he drank too much alcohol last night. Even from a few hundred meters away, she could smell the smell of alcohol!

Well, she always hated drunks.

Hua Xiaobao's eyes dimmed. That damned Tyrant, she would never want to see him again.

Every time they met, the two of them would quarrel and fight until their faces turned red.

This damned great demon king, why did he always have to hurt her like this?

Forget it, don't think about it anymore.

She buried herself in her lap like a moose-bird in the sand, hoping her eyes would be dirty.

Why was he still feeling so stifled?

It was because he had never believed in her.

Could it be that on her little face was actually written with the words' Water Yang Hua '?

Damn it, she didn't want to talk about it anymore.

Hua Xiaobao stood up and walked out of the pavilion.

"Miss, would you like some snacks?"

The four maidservants that were serving her followed behind her in unison.

They follow her wherever she goes.

Little Treasure bit his lips. She missed Little Peach Blush inside Dragon Clan a little now.

That little rascal was deeply ingrained in her heart.

Everything was done for her, and she was clever and clever.

"I can't eat now."

She had no appetite now.

She wanted to cry when she thought about the conflict she'd had with Tyrant last night.

Last night, he had been drunk. His face had turned red, and even his eyes had turned red.

Like a crazy devil, so scary.

His eyes had been too hateful to eat her.

A wave of grievance rose up in her heart — Long Yu, you idiot, I hate you! Hate you!

Not far away, Feng Yi was bringing his zither over.

Standing in the depths of the forest, he walked over on the fiery red maple leaves.

The brocade robe was crimson red, and tall and handsome.

Her demeanor was extraordinary, and she was able to laugh at the entire world.

A smile, like a vine, crept up the side of his mouth.

The scout reported back.

"Reporting to Phoenix King, there has been a change in Dragon Clan."

"Oh, Long Yu is dead."

"Returning to the Phoenix King, the king of Dragon Clan has gone missing."

"Is that so?" "Interesting …"

Feng Yi said as her pupils contracted slightly, "If it's missing, then it's more or less dead."

He clenched his fist — it was not far from the moment the Dragon Clan was about to perish.

He walked towards Hua Xiaobao and extended his hand out towards her.

This phoenix claw was slender and fair, with a rich and elegant set of bones.

However, it was not the hands she was familiar with — bronze, thick cocoons, long and thick.

"What is Little Treasure thinking?"

Seeing her stunned for so long, Feng Yi decided not to give it to him.

His expression slightly changed, but a trace of displeasure only stayed for a second before disappearing from his eyes.

He was still as gentle as ever.

The guard at the side was about to speak.

However, he was forced back by the cold look in his eyes.

In her pale purple eyes, there was a reflection of her small face. It was a bit blurry, but also a bit scattered.

She felt a little uneasy, as if she had a heart full of thoughts that could not be stopped.

Feng Yi retracted his hand, turned and pulled Little Treasure's arm, and said softly: "The wind outside is cool, let's go back to the palace first."

Little Treasure was startled for a moment before he lifted his head to look at him and replied, "Oh, it's a little cold."

He took her hand and led her forward.

The guards and maids followed.