The Crown Princess pursed her lips: "Probably Lu Jing did not kill Taichong Longjun, he just brought back Taichong Longjun's bones..."

"Of course I know it was not Lu Jing who killed Taichong Longjun." The prince said: "With Taichong Longjun's cultivation, even if he stood there and let Lu Jing chop him off, Lu Jing would not be able to kill Taichong Longjun's head.

However, there are many differences in bringing the body of Lord Taichong Dragon into Xuandu City so unscrupulously."

The Crown Princess was silent for a while and said: "Lu Jing's behavior is completely unorganized.

Your Highness, do you still remember that when Lu Jingyuan entered the Xiyun Sea and slaughtered all the Xiyun Dragon Palace, the news spread to Xuandu, how many people in Xuandu believed that Lu Jing could kill thousands of real dragons and thousands of dragons?"

Yu Zhuoxian raised his eyebrows: "So, even though you said what you just said, you still feel in your heart... Lu Jing cut off the dragon's head from Lord Tai Chong?"

…

Even if the seven northern cities fell to the hands of the Shanyin Metropolitan Protector, and hundreds of thousands of Dafu people were buried alive and beheaded in the seven northern cities, the monks in Taixuan Capital were never so surprised.

An Eighth Realm Heavenly Dragon of Yuanshen Chunyang died.

The corpse was hanging above their heads, on the dragon's head and white bones. The young Justice Jing Guo stepped down from the bones and walked towards Taixuan Palace.

"What does Lu Jing want to do?"

Zhong Yubai and others hurried out of Ji Yuanzhi's residence and rushed to Taixuan Palace.

Nan Guo Gong Mansion.

Nan Lao Guogong stood in front of the stone tablet with the seal inscription "Dafu Juyue". In the east hall, Nan Tinggui was dying.

Nan Xuehu, Nan Heyu, Nan Yuexiang and others are watching each other day and night.

Until Lu Jing appeared in the sky with the bones of the Heavenly Dragon, Duke Nan Lao's pupils suddenly condensed.

"If there is a Heavenly Dragon Horn, I can probably..."

Nan Lao Guo Gong looked in a hurry and subconsciously wanted to go into the east hall and ask Nan Xuehu, who was friends with Lu Jing, to go and ask for the dragon horn for Nan Tinggui.

Then he remembered the many connections between Lu Jing and Nan Mansion, and also remembered that not long ago he allowed Nan Xuehu to lend Lu Jing the grass-cutting knife in the thatched cottage...

"I am already old, why should I not give up this three points of honor?"

"Lu Jing is like a galloping horse, and the old and thin yellow-maned horse of Nanguo Duke's Mansion can no longer keep up with his pace.

Those things happened because of me, so why don’t I bow my head to Duke Jingguo?”

When Duke Nan Lao saw Lu Jing going to Taixuan Palace, he walked into the east hall and put on a suit of golden armor.

"Let's go into the palace and take a look at the cause and effect of this matter."

Duke Nan Lao Guo left.

Nan Snow Tiger, Nan Yue Xiang, Nan He Yu... and other disciples from Nan Mansion hurriedly walked out.

Then they saw the white bones of a heavenly dragon hanging in the sky.

Just at this moment, bursts of shocking drum sounds suddenly came.

In the past quarter of an hour, someone came to report.

"Gong Jingguo has brought back the body of Lord Taichong Dragon, and is currently beating drums, facing the saints, and complaining in front of Taixuan Palace."

The armored man will report with clasped fists.

The bones in the sky are indeed those of Taichong Longjun.

Everyone just felt that something big had happened.

Nan Xuehu was greatly surprised and asked: "Duke Jingguo brought back the accident of Lord Taichong Long. As the Duke, he did not go directly to the palace, but he wanted to beat the drum to complain. Could it be that Lord Taichong Long died unjustly?"

Duke Jing Guo wants to avenge Taichong Longjun?"

The general from Nanfu hesitated for a few breaths, and said with some hesitation: "It doesn't seem to be the case.

Duke Jing Guo is redressing his grievances."

Nan Yuexiang frowned and scolded: "Just say it in one breath."

The general said quickly: "Gong Jingguo sued Taichong Longjun for being agitated and trying to kill him when he was wandering around Jiuchu Mountain.

Duke Jingguo had to fight hard.

It happened that Yu Dongshen, the eldest son of Prince Chong'an, was passing by, and the two of them fought hard. Only because of a rare treasure left by Prince Chong'an did they avoid death at the hands of Dragon Lord Taichong.

However, when the strong men started fighting, they couldn't hold back for a moment and beheaded Taichong Longjun."

"If you can't hold back... you can cut off the head of an Eighth Realm Heavenly Dragon?" Nan Xuehu repeated the general's words.

The general nodded, turned his head and thought for a moment, then repeated: "The adults from the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and Jingyin Mansion rushed over. That's what Duke Jing Guo said.

Not a single word of deviation.”

Nan Yuexiang on the side was listening quietly, but suddenly thought of something and was shocked.

He quickly fell in love with Nan Xuehu.

Nan Xuehu was silent for a few breaths, then he couldn't help but take a deep breath and asked: "Dong Jing Guo...did he ever wear a sword on his waist?"

The general replied: "It is equipped with a sword, which is the wind-calling sword and the rain-calling sword that are famous all over the world because of the name of Duke Jingguo."

Nan Yuexiang breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky: "Seeing that there is vitality lingering on the wound, but there is no blood flowing, it should not be caused by the grass-cutting knife."

At this time, Nan Xuehu said: "Mr. Lu Jing is very measured in his situation and values ​​benevolence and righteousness. How could he kill Taichong Longjun with a grass-cutting knife?"

Nan Heyu remained silent.

Only then did she look around: "Grandpa just put on the golden armor, he must have... entered the palace, right?"

…

Xiahou Bushe, the Minister of Punishment, looked at Lu Jing, who was standing upright with a sword on his waist, and tried his best to form a smile on his lips.

"So Duke Jingguo accidentally cut off the head of Lord Taichong?"

Lu Jing's body remained as still as a mountain, his expression unchanged at all: "My sword is too fast and I can't hold it back for a while."

Dali Temple was silent for a few breaths and couldn't help but say: "My lord, everyone in the world knows about your grudges with Taichong Longjun.

It’s time for the Taichong Dragon Lord to leave Xuandu and return to the Taichong Sea. Why do you want to go to Jiuchu Mountain, which is the only way to the Taichong Sea?”

Lu Jingdao: "On a whim."

"On a whim?" Dali Sisi didn't know what to say.

Jing Yin on the side took a step forward and lowered his voice: "Mr. Jing Guo, we all know that you are extremely talented and powerful.

But we also know that you can’t kill Taichong Longjun, maybe you and Prince Chongan will be eliminated..."

Zheng!

Lu Jing's right hand, which was resting on the hilt of the Rain Calling Sword, suddenly reached forward.

The rain-calling sword is unsheathed.

Everyone looked at it.

But I saw... the dragon's blood was stuck to the Rain-Calling Sword, and even a few strands of the Heavenly Dragon's spiritual thoughts were trapped in the Light of the Rain-Calling Sword, unable to escape!
Chapter completed!