Thinking of Ling Luo, Xuanyuan Yu's handsome face couldn't help but become gentle, and said, "Looking at the reason, my son doesn't know why?"
Xiling Yunqing's brows furrowed slightly, his deep red eyes filled with distrust, and he said solemnly: "Mom, I still can't believe it."
The Xiling clan, among the fire cultivators, is an emperor-like existence. With the glory of the Xiling clan, Xiling Yunqing had deep hostility towards Ling Luo from the beginning.
Xuanyuan Yu clearly felt something was wrong in the atmosphere.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and he said: "Mom, do you know the ancient Extreme Fire Dragon?"
"Of course I know!" Xiling Yunqing's expression suddenly became serious, and his deep red eyes were full of awe, "The ancient supreme fire dragon is the totem worshiped by all fire cultivators. In the ancestral hall of the Xiling family,
This totem of the ancient Extreme Fire Dragon is still enshrined to this day!”
The corner of Xuanyuan Yu's lips raised an evil and sycophantic arc, and he said: "If I say that the ancient Extreme Fire Dragon is Luo'er's contracted beast, would you believe it?"
Xiling Yunqing immediately showed a helpless look and said solemnly: "Of course I don't believe it! No matter how much you want to praise that woman, it is really too exaggerated."
Xuanyuan Yu sighed softly and said: "Mother, I really want to marry Luo'er. Whether it's Xuanyuan Yangyue, Xiling He, or Xiling Yin, no matter how outstanding they are, they are just like thatch in my son's eyes."
Xiling Yunqing stretched out a finger, tapped Xuanyuan Yu's temple, and said: "You are so obsessed now, I won't argue with you."
"It's almost time." Xiling Yunqing suddenly said.
Xuanyuan Yu was a little surprised and said, "When is it almost time?"
Xiling Yunqing's red lips curled up with a meaningful arc, and said: "Mom just sent someone to the palace to kidnap Ling Luo to Huoluan Palace."
Xuanyuan Yu's heart skipped a beat, his eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "Mom, why are you..."
"What?"
"It's not impossible..." Xuanyuan Yu was at a loss for words, and a hint of annoyance flashed through his eyes like black holes, "But mother, you can't tie Luo'er up, it's too disrespectful to her!"
"If you want to gain the respect of me, Xiling Yunqing, she must at least be worthy of my respect."
There was a faint flash of sharp edge in Xiling Yunqing's deep red eyes.
The only thing she can identify with is the strong.
Just like back then, she gave up Xuanyuan Zhiji without hesitation and chose Xuanyuan not to return.
"Yu'er, please be patient, it's just a trial." The corners of Xiling Yunqing's lips raised a deep arc and said, "Let's go to Huoluan Palace."
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After returning from the Senate, Ling Luo met with Jie and Xun'er. Together with Luo Ge and Xuanyuan Ze, they just gathered around a table and had a sumptuous lunch.
However, just when the meal was half finished, a large group of soldiers armed with weapons suddenly swarmed into the prince's palace.
These soldiers were different from the imperial guards in the palace. They were all wearing red and black leather armor, and the pieces of leather armor on their chests were engraved with the shape of blazing golden flames.