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Feng Chenlang looked at Jun Qiyan for a moment to confirm that she was alright before letting out a breath of relief. However, he couldn't help but look at her with a hint of reproach in his eyes.

"If you don't know the way and you dare to walk on your own, why haven't you lost it?"

Feng Chenlang said with a sneer.

Jun Qiyan awkwardly stuck out her tongue.

"Can't I be wrong?"

Jun Qiyan said with a smile, but his words were not sincere.

"Look at her attitude …"

"You're not allowed to leave my sight in the future." Di Mo Jiu said word by word as he looked at Jun Qianyan.

Jun Qiyan felt that it was a bit shameful that she could still walk after such a long time. "I-I won't run around in the future."

Their interactions were being watched by Di Yeming. For some reason, he felt that they were rather eye-catching.

If he hadn't hurt her so much back then, he could have stood by her side as a friend now.

He smiled bitterly.

"If there's nothing else, then everyone's beloved sovereign should head back earlier today."

Di Ye Ming waved his hand with a tired expression on his face.

Not mentioning the fact that all the ministers had left, only then did she come before Di Yaming and slowly said, "Actually, I came this time because I have something to talk to you about."

The expression in Jun Qiyan's eyes was rather deep. Di Yaming frowned, indicating for him to continue.

"Do you still remember the Sword Spirit Sect?"

Di Yeming nodded. He wasn't an idiot.

"These are for you." Jun Qiyan suddenly took out close to a thousand bottles of elixir from the Nuwa Stone. There were elixirs of every grade, and there was even one with a Rank 7 or 8 elixir among them.

As the ruler of a country, Di Yuming had obviously seen quite a lot of good things. However, he had never seen so many things in one go. There was someone who could take out so many pills in one go.

Grade nine medicinal pill?

Di Yeming opened his eyes wide, looking at Jun Qiyan in a slightly different light than before. This was a f * cking rich person!

Have you ever met anyone who doesn't want money like sugar beans?

Di Yeming swallowed his saliva and said with some difficulty, "Did you refine all of these by yourself?"

Jun Qiyan nodded, but didn't say anything further. "I practiced with Master Words a few days ago."

"The purpose of these pills is to let you recruit all the talented people in the world and help them break through. The strength of the Sword Spirit Sect is much more terrifying than we can imagine."

Di Yaming's expression was slightly serious. He looked at Jun Qianyan with his sword-like eyebrows, and asked with some doubt, "Didn't the Sword Spirit Sect perish a long time ago? "Could it be …"

Jun Qiyan nodded. "That's right. His strength far exceeds what we've seen. They might attack us in the next few years."

He knew that since Jun Qiyan had said so, the situation would definitely not be ordinary.

Di Yeming knitted his eyebrows, his face looking a bit unsightly.

"Other than that, if they have good talent, we can send them to White City. Where would a tier 8 apothecary be able to help them cultivate there?"

Out of Jun Qiyan's astonishment, Di Yaming opened his mouth for a moment, then nodded.

However, the look in his eyes when looking at Jun Qiyan became more and more complicated.

After giving out the instructions, Jun Qiyan and the others returned to White City.

"We'll leave tomorrow. Gu Yao, are you going?"

Jun Qiyan asked after glancing at Gu Yao.

Gu Yao was silent for a moment, before he smiled and said, "You've all left. What should we do with White City?"

Jun Qiyan opened her mouth, wanting to say that there was Lin Hu and the rest, but seeing Gu Yao's smile, she did not speak. She only nodded her head and said: "Sure, I will leave Tao Wu behind in White City."

Ten thousand years ago, this fellow named Tao Wu had come into contact with the Dragon clan. Furthermore, he had eaten them.

The dragon race was a united race to begin with. If they let Tao Wu go, who knows, they might even think it was a war!

Gu Yao nodded his head. She seemed to want to say something to Jun Qianyan, but the myriad of words stuck in his throat as he finally said, "Be careful along the way."

Jun Qiyan and the others smiled and nodded.

When Jun Qianyan was about to leave, Jun Xuanfeng and the others didn't say that they were going to the Dragon clan; they only said that they had matters to attend to outside.

They arrived at the edge of the Eastern Profound Continent.

As Jun Qianyan and the rest looked at the endless sea, everyone turned to look at Di Mo Jiu.

"The dragon race is just heading north from here."

Di Mo Jiu said in a deep voice, looking at the endless ocean, no one knew what he was thinking.

"I have a spacetime scroll here that can help you get there."

Space-time Scrolls were rare magical equipment, and when necessary, the body could protect itself.

"We can also go by boat." Feng Chenlang glanced at the Time Scroll and gulped. He had never seen a magic tool like the Time Space Scroll in his life before.

However, as the Demon Lord, Di Mo Jiu would at least have some life-saving magical equipment with him.

It wasn't surprising that he had a spacetime scroll.

"By boat? Are you planning on going back and forth for eight to ten years? "

Di Mo Jiu raised his eyebrows and asked.

Feng Chenlang was surprised. He didn't expect the journey to the Dragon Clan to be so far.

"Hehe, then don't stand on ceremony, line up." Feng Chen Lang turned around and spoke to the few people behind him without even thinking.

Everyone: "..."

Space-time Scrolls could reach any place you wanted. In just a few moments, they had arrived at a place that was completely foreign to them.

Looking at the scene before them, everyone was silent.

Behind them was the endless sea.

In front of him, thick smoke was billowing. Dragon roars and dragon roars could be heard incessantly.

"We... We didn't go to the wrong place, right? "

Feng Chen Lang looked at the scene before him and blinked his eyes. His voice couldn't help but start to tremble.

What a joke, the battle strength of the dragon race is comparable to that of the god race!

If they weren't careful, they would have probably been trampled to death.

Wasn't the dragon race known for their solidarity and friendship?

Who could tell them what was going on?

"There shouldn't be... However, should we... Run? "

A rarely seen look of fear appeared in the eyes of Jing Ji. As the sound of his voice faded, a three-foot-tall dragon collapsed onto the ground.

The ground trembled from the impact.

Behind that enormous dragon was an eight-winged golden dragon covered with golden scales, its eyes crimson and its appearance ferocious.

Golden Dragon was looking at the invaders with an unfriendly expression.

For some reason, a strong sense of sadness rose in Jun Qiyan's heart.

She walked forward step by step, her slender hands lightly attaching the scales of the golden dragon.

Feng Chenlang and the rest held their breaths as they wished that they could knock out Jun Feiyan and chase him away. Did she not want to die!?

Feng Chen's words were true, but they were stopped by Di Mo Jiu.

He looked doubtfully at Di Mo Jiu, not knowing what he meant by that. Your wife didn't come back while she was courting her own death, and yet you didn't stop her?

Facing Feng Chen Lang's puzzled eyes, Di Mo Jiu slightly shook his head.

When the golden dragon saw that this tiny human dared to come close to it, it let out a low cry, seemingly as a warning.

Jun Qiyan stroked the hard scales of his armor, an indescribable grief and indignation gushed out from her heart as large tears began to fall from her eyes.

Seeing Jun Qiyan in such a state, everyone couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

There was only one person, Di Mo Jiu, who was looking at the situation in front of him. There wasn't a single ripple on his face, as if everything was as it should be.

"This will be beneficial to your injuries." Jun Qiyan realized that she had lost her composure and quickly wiped away her tears. She took out a Grade Nine Blood Coagulation Pill from the space between them.