Chapter 67: The true dragon dies young, the resentful dragon bites the master
Chen Xuan looked at Hei Wuchang and Hei Wuchang with an unnatural expression, and said in his heart: "The cultivation level is not bad, they are all in the Tao King realm."
"What is your mission?"
Chen Xuan took a sip of Yuquan Divine Brew and asked lightly.
no doubt.
This is an NPC rewarded to you by the system.
Just like the previous weapon refiners, NPCs themselves are responsible for certain tasks. If they exceed the scope of this task, they will no longer pay attention to it.
"Go back to the master, we two brothers have no orders, we are all at the master's disposal."
Hei Wuchang replied respectfully.
what? What?
Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
Can I use these two NPCs at will?
Great, I have two more Dao King realm thugs in my hands.
It seems that there will be more opportunities to fish in the future.
Chen Xuan nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Okay, Black Wuchang, Bai Wuchang."
"exist!"
The two said in unison.
"You two help me monitor the Dawu Dynasty. If there is any movement, report to me immediately."
Chen Xuandao.
"As commanded."
After saying that, the two men, Black and White, immediately stood up, holding hand seals and chanting mantras.
bass.
I saw Bai Wuchang gently waving the soul-calling flag, and tens of thousands of ghosts poured out of the flag at once, while Hei Wuchang waved the mourning stick in his hand, guiding the ghosts to fly quickly towards the Dawu Dynasty in the Northern Wilderness.
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Northern Wilderness Border, within the Dawu Dynasty.
There is no splendid palace here.
There are not many servants to enslave, only a few scattered people traveling inside and outside the dynasty palace.
Seeing such a desolate appearance, who would have thought that the Dawu Dynasty 100,000 years ago was the one that unified the Northern Wilderness.
But now, facing the suppression of many forces, the once mighty Dawu Dynasty has become a candle in the wind.
At this time, in the inner hall.
A beautiful middle-aged woman in white and pink was standing there with an anxious face, her beautiful eyes staring closely behind the gauze curtain.
From the cold sweat dripping from her forehead, it could be seen that she was very nervous.
"lady."
A dull hoarse sound came from behind her.
The beautiful woman's body trembled, and her tears couldn't help but fall down.
He threw himself into the arms of a man wearing dark golden armor.
The man wanted to hug her, but he could only grit his teeth because he had no hands!
This person is the leader of the Dawu Dynasty, King Wu!
"Your Majesty, our child..."
The queen swallowed with tears streaming down her face.
King Wu frowned, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness.
"Queen, don't worry, Wanqing will be fine. With Mr. Su here, she will definitely..."
Before he finished speaking, he only heard a "pop" sound.
A pool of blood red instantly appeared on the gauze curtain.
King Wu and his wife immediately stepped forward, and the queen cried out: "Wanqing, my son, are you okay?"
Behind the gauze curtain, there is an old man with white hair and a girl with a beautiful but pale face.
This person is the apple of King Wu's eye, Wu Wanqing!
well……
The white-haired old man sighed, immediately bowed to the two kings of Wu, and said bravely:
"Your Majesty, Queen, the toxins in the young princess's body have accumulated for a long time and have begun to corrode the young princess's internal organs. I'm afraid..."
King Wu looked at him angrily and asked: "What are you afraid of? Tell me!"
Plop.
The white-haired old man instantly knelt on the ground, trembling all over and saying, "I'm afraid the young princess's time is numbered."
What!
Thumb thump.
King Wu's face was ashen and he took two steps back unconsciously.
Hearing this, the beautiful woman even cried loudly: "My, my poor son! Ouch!"
"Father, king, mother, queen."
At this moment, Wu Wanqing spoke weakly, with a rare blush appearing on her face.
The two kings of Wu stepped forward instantly, tears flowing uncontrollably.
"Father, Mr. Su has tried his best, so please don't blame him."
Wu Wanqing smiled gently at Mr. Su who was kneeling on the ground, and leaned weakly on his mother's arms.
King Wu nodded. No matter what Wu Wanqing said at this time, King Wu would obey.
After a few breaths, King Wu asked Mr. Su with red eyes: "Old Su, is there an antidote for this poison..."
Mr. Su nodded respectfully, and after thinking for a few breaths, he slowly said: "Your Majesty, yes, there is only one way to cure the young princess's poison, and that is to kill the person who poisoned her. The poison can be cured instantly."
As soon as he said these words, King Wu trembled, his body began to shake, and his face instantly turned pale.
Just at this time, Wu Wanqing heard the conversation between the two, her face turned pale and she asked weakly:
"Father, are you still unwilling to tell your daughter the truth?"
Why was he poisoned and why couldn't he cultivate spiritual power like others?
Wu Wanqing did not believe that she would be an ordinary person with mediocre talents.
Whenever she absorbs the spiritual power of heaven and earth, if the spiritual power is not gathered, it will make her miserable.
Whenever she asked about her father and mother, both of them would shed tears. As for the specific reason, they never told her.
As soon as she finished speaking, the queen burst into tears again.
King Wu also stood there with a face full of embarrassment.
"Father, if you won't tell me, then you might as well give your daughter a happy life. I don't want to live like this anymore."
Wu Wanqing said in despair and helplessness, and two lines of thick tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
well……
King Wu sighed heavily, his heart aching with pain.
"Your Majesty, tell Wanqing, there are some things she should know."
The queen felt heartbroken when she saw her daughter like this.
King Wu's eyes were red, and he tried not to let the tears fall, and said with a trembling tone: "Yes, it doesn't matter, my father will tell you, I will tell you everything."
"Actually, Wanqing, you are not an ordinary person at all, but a proud one of heaven."
King Wu stared at Wu Wanqing and said softly.
What!
The pride of heaven?
This, how is this possible!
How can a person who cannot absorb spiritual power be the proud one of heaven?
Wu Wanqing looked at her father in shock: "Father, is what you said true?"
King Wu nodded heavily and continued: "Well, Wanqing, you are the only emperor in the 100,000 years of our Dawu Dynasty who has the luck of a true dragon! Your destiny brings you the destiny of the king."
Really, real dragon luck?
Wu Wanqing was shocked again and murmured in silence: "If I am really the proud son of heaven as my father said, how could I..."
Before Wu Wanqing could finish speaking, King Wu clenched his teeth and squeezed out each word from between his teeth: "The Great Zhou Dynasty! Wanqing, what you are doing now is entirely the work of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the poison in your body is also the work of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Made by the Dynasty, this poison is called Poison Dragon Resent. For ordinary people, this poison is nothing, but for people like you who have the luck of a true dragon, it is extremely poisonous. This poison will suppress you.
The true dragon's luck in the body must not be allowed to grow."
"When a true dragon cannot grow, it will eventually become a resentful dragon devourer. That is why you cannot absorb spiritual power. Father, I am sorry for you!"
After saying that, King Wu turned around to prevent Wu Wanqing from seeing his tears.