Chapter 4757

Rao is that long Qian reacts to avoid it quickly, but he has no choice at all.

Locked and attacked by the powerful spirit of long Xuanji, long Qian has nowhere to escape. He can only watch the short blade, which shows sharp edge and passes through her soul.

The feeling of cold bone soaking made her feel a little confused for no reason.

It's impossible, she can't disappear in the state of forgetting the river.

She is the Dragon Qian, the future and hope of the dragon family, and the leader of the dragon family who can lead the whole dragon family back to the highest peak!

Long Qian's face is dull, and his head is slowly lowered like a machine. His eyes are hard to cover up. He looks at himself breaking into pieces and disappearing with the wind.

She

Not willing!

At last, long Xuanji only glanced at long Qian with a light look, and he did not want to wipe the bottom of her eyes, but all of them came into his eyes.

Then he shook his head and sighed a sigh: I didn't expect that the dragon family of forgetful Sichuan had an appointment. He was so dedicated to returning to the glorious peak of the dragon family.

But is that possible?

Times have changed, and generations have changed.

Now it has been three or four hundred years since the glory of Longshi.

No clan can boast of Haikou and say that it can prosper forever.

Even if today's seemingly prosperous Shenzhou, Mingzhou and Cangzhou can ensure the prosperity and prosperity of future generations, and the continuity of the country?

No way.

Everything can only conform to the laws of heaven, everything can only follow the historical development, that's all.

Long Xuan Ji couldn't help shaking his head, and finally looked at long Qian's soul piece disappearing in the sea.

"From now on, the rest of the people of the dragon family of the forgotten Sichuan will be exiled to the cold valley of the forgotten Sichuan."

The cold voice of long Xuanji's forefathers can't help but make people all slightly shocked.

"Dragon migration!" When elder Xuanji coldly read the name of longhui, his body slightly shook.

He hurriedly swam out of a group of young generations of the chimaeras and bowed to salute, "I have seen elder Xuanji when I was a dragon migration."

Xuanji's ancestor nodded lightly, "your grandmother's mistake almost destroyed the whole land of the forgotten Sichuan people."

"Now I punish her. What are your complaints?"

Long Hui shook his head stupidly.

Standing not far away, Mr. Ding looked on coldly, and saw the response of longhui at this time, with a trace of interesting meaning in his eyes.

I didn't expect that the Dragon young master would have such a day.

Look at this silly look. I guess I was stunned by this series of attacks.

My sister was taken away by my selfish grandmother.

Grandmother was killed by her ancestors.

All ethnic groups should move to the barren land like the cold valley of the forgotten River, and suffer from hunger and poverty all the year round.

These people of the dragon family in the forgotten Sichuan have survived for a long time.

But what is their future?

What a joke.

Mr. Ding's eyes flashed, and his head was slightly lowered with a smile of alienation and indifference.

If you can see the expression on long Chuyu's face at this time, it must be quite wonderful.

What can I do? It seems that I can't wait.

I really want to know that Mrs. Long, who is high above, will be assigned to dig wild vegetables in the cold Valley in the future when she learns that she has been trapped by the old lady

Tut Tut, the more you think about it, the more interesting you think about it.

Childe Ding was gloating at that end, but the people of xianglonghui were as brown as earth, so they wanted to beg for their love.