The leader of the Demon Slayer Sect smoothed his gray beard and said with a pleasant smile: "At that time, as my junior brother said, a new building will be built to store Ye Chuyue's skull."
"I will destroy the demon sect and finally be able to succeed."
The junior brother burst into tears and sighed.
But I saw the blood butterflies scattering and turning into a line of scarlet words:
"The unworthy disciple Wang Cheng has separated from the Demon Slayer Sect and will have no relationship with him from now on."
"..."
When the leader saw this, he almost pulled the white beard that had been maintained for many years away with his hand stroking his beard.
The junior brother was stunned and in a very confused mood. Perhaps he felt that the way he opened his eyes was wrong, so he rubbed his eyes and looked again.
Seeing that the red letter of the Blood Butterfly had not changed, he was sure that it was a definite fact. He immediately slapped his palm on the table and said angrily: "Check! Find out for me what happened. That kid in Wangcheng regards the sect as his life.
Senior brother, as a father, you must have suffered great injustice outside, so you would do this, you must find out!"
The leader frowned for a long time and only said one word: "Check!"
Several hours passed, and the inner disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect brought new information.
"Say!" Junior Brother shouted.
The disciple was uneasy and had a strange look on his face. He looked left at the leader and then at the master. After swallowing for a long time, he said: "Wang Chengxin has recognized a younger sister. They have a very good relationship. The demonic root in that woman's body has been infected."
Princess Jie Linlang took a fancy to Senior Brother Wang, so he severed the relationship between the sects."
"I see, good, good."
The headmaster stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "It can be seen that Wang Cheng is indeed a good boy with love and righteousness. He not only lives up to the secret promise of the girl's heart, but also considers the sect and is afraid that the sect will provoke the devil. Good boy
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"Not bad, very good." Junior Brother smiled happily.
The disciple's mouth twitched sharply a few times, and then said: "Senior Brother Wang's sister is called... Ye Chuyue."
The leader almost pulled out his beard for the second time.
The smile on the junior brother's face froze, as if he had seen a ghost.
The inner disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect then saw that the leader and master were becoming depressed and sluggish at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, as if they had been struck by five thunders, suffering a huge setback.
"Then Ye Chuyue, is she already a mother?" the head asked tremblingly.
"There is a child named Ye Chen." The disciple's scalp felt numb.
"Beast!" The leader cried out in lamentation. He drank with his junior brother and shed tears. He hugged his head and cried. He scolded the royal city for three days and nights before he gave up.
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The Longyin tribe is located in the far east.
Whenever the sun rises in the east, the first ray of light shines on the Longyin tribe.
The sunlight falls on the dragon scales, reflecting the beautiful brilliance.
Here, it is like a country of elves, more like a paradise on earth, a fairyland on earth, with a hint of ancient and solemn grandeur.
The entire eastern island is vast, with mountains and peaceful jungles, splendid palaces, and countless rare and exotic treasures.
The island does not stand on the ground, but is suspended in mid-air.
What's underneath is not land, but hot rolling magma.
On the island, there is also a nine-story palace.
The Nine Layers Palace is a place that only dragon nobles can enter.
Looking from a distance, you can see dragons flying in the air everywhere, as well as a girl with two dragon horns on her head, wearing a double bun and pink clothes, practicing dragon skills in the sun.
The girl suddenly stopped moving, tilted her head and blinked her eyes twice, looking in the north direction, and a golden light was reflected in her eyes.
But at the edge of the island, strong winds howled, golden light shone, and a hole opened in the sky.
One after another, the dragons looked towards this place,
Formation teleportation, feeling like home from thousands of miles away!
New guests will come to the Longyin Clan!
At the highest point in the nine-fold cloud sky, a man in purple robe is writing behind a screen.
Feeling the breath of the formation, he turned his head slightly and saw the golden light from the north through the half-open window.
"Father, the pure dragon escort from the lower realm is here."
A girl in a green skirt stepped in with her bare feet. The purple dragon scales on her ankles were like the sparkling waves on the lake under the moonlight, reflecting the faint and seemingly nonexistent sunlight. They were particularly beautiful and as bright as gems.
"Um."
Long Ancestor responded lightly and said no more, but his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Are you still worried about the Emperor's brother?" The girl curled her lips, "But we have been looking for him for so long. We have gone to every continent and every plane, but there is no trace of the Emperor's brother."
"In the past two days, his soul lamp suddenly went out, and then a weak soul fire rekindled."
Long Ancestor said sadly: "Situations like this only occurred tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, the dragon crystal was probably reborn, extinguished for a long time before being rekindled. But this time, it was only extinguished for a moment, which is quite strange."
"As long as the imperial brother is still alive, there is still hope."
The girl opened her mouth and smiled innocently, "Father, you said, right?"
Dragon Ancestor looked at the girl's starry face and smiled slightly, but the sorrow in his heart was like water bursting from a dam.
He reserved his position as prince for tens of thousands of years for that child.
Now, a new prince must be established in the Dragon Clan...