The night became darker and darker, and the sky of thousands of miles suddenly shattered in an instant, and the boundless night turned into infinite dark power that continuously merged into the black dragon.
The black dragon roared, and its body that covered the sky was emitting endless black light. It seemed to dye the entire golden sea black and make it heavier. Then the dragon's tail slapped hard and rolled up the huge waves, carrying thousands of people with it.
The power of the black sea uses the body of the supreme true dragon to kill the dragon and tiger statue that is still restricted!
hold head high!
The black dragon and the dragon and tiger statues collide.
Loud sound and strange sound.
There was no big explosion as imagined, only the majestic dragon's roar echoed for a long time in the constantly shattering void.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything was trembling silently.
The extremely terrifying power fluctuations spread out in an instant.
At this moment, night is like day.
After a long time, when the heaven and earth were calm again, Liu Huai and others had already left.
Only a burly man with a majestic figure but full of bloody cracks lay on the collapsed and shattered ground.
The gradually clearing eyes looked dully at the night sky that had returned to darkness.
It's really ironic that he, who has always been proud of his strong body, now has all the dragon's tendons and tiger's bones broken and shattered.
There is nothing shameful about dying at the hands of that old man.
It's just that his skills are inferior to others.
Although he died without regrets, there was a deep feeling of dissatisfaction in his heart.
Throughout his life, he was crazy, he was arrogant, there were only two people that Zhao Shihu could truly admire.
One is the master from Daoxia Temple in Longhu Mountain who raised him from a young age to preach and teach him like a teacher.
One was the former Overlord of Great Chu who could absolutely suppress him in terms of physical strength.
The anger in his eyes is gradually dissipating.
Zhao Shihu knew that he was about to die, his vision gradually blurred, and he had no time to think too much.
At this moment, he suddenly missed his master.
Master always loves me.
Otherwise, even if he could break out of Daoxia Temple, he would never be able to escape from Longhu Mountain.
How could a peerless heavenly master who had survived for endless years and who had reached the peerless peak of martial emperors countless years ago be hurt by him...
Master...
He punched me on purpose.
Ligers are unfilial.
Consciousness has begun to blur.
There were bright red tears shining in the corners of his eyes.
Zhao Shihu missed Longhu Mountain.
Zhao Shihu also died.
...
a long time...
In the northern suburbs that has been deserted for a long time.
An old man came slowly.
The image of the old man is a bit indecent. He is dressed in tattered clothes, unkempt, with yellow teeth. He has a wine gourd hanging around his waist and smells of alcohol. He looks like an old beggar living on the street.
He waited for Liu Huai and others to go far away before he dared to show up and approach. The former general governor of Longting Sihai was now even more terrifying, and he did not dare to show any trace easily.
Otherwise, once he is discovered, not only will he receive a thunderous blow, but even Longhushan, who is still hiding from the world behind him, will be implicated again.
The old man walked slowly to Zhao Shihu, then sat on the ground without any image, picked up the wine gourd hanging around his waist and drank it, his turbid eyes showing endless sorrow.
For a long time, he slowly closed Zhao Shihu's eyes that were still staring at death, paused, and said softly: "Senior brother, Master asked me to take you home..."
"You have been willful all your life."
"Even after death, the fallen leaves must return to their roots."
The old man's face is very vicissitudes of life. Although his name is Senior Brother Zhao Shihu, from the appearance, he is older and gloomier. He does not have the vigor and vitality that Zhao Shihu still possesses.
His stooped body carried Zhao Lihu, who was countless times bigger than him, and walked step by step.
Suddenly something fell to the ground, glowing with faint fluorescence in the dark night.
The sloppy old man looked down.
That was the only remaining Wuqing Dragon and Tiger Pill that Zhao Shihu had to protect even to death.
The sloppy old man had a complicated look in his eyes, crushed the treasure box containing the elixir to pieces with one kick, and then carried Zhao Shihu away without any hesitation.
Without this elixir, how could senior brother have so cleverly provoked the prince of Han Longting!
...
Dongcheng Area.
In the manor.
A young man in a net robe was blowing the cold evening breeze, sitting in front of the closed door, with a slightly unnatural look on his face.
"Your Highness, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall."
There was also a gentle scholar standing next to him, chattering incessantly.
"Get out!"
"okay…"
Xiao Wufeng wisely shut up and left, as if he knew that His Highness was not in a very good mood at this time.
His ears suddenly became clearer. Liu Huai "appreciated" the pure night sky without a single star. He always felt that this scene seemed familiar, but the reasons were different.
After a long time, the door behind him suddenly opened. Liu Huai was caught off guard. He tilted his body and quickly stood up. When he turned around, he saw a beautiful face covered with tear stains. He immediately had all the reasons he had prepared.
It's stuck in my throat and I can't say anything no matter what.
He opened his mouth and then fell silent.
"Zixuan, I'm wrong."
Just as Xiao Wufeng said.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.
Going to a meeting alone at the level of a third-level Martial Emperor to face a powerful peak Martial Emperor, in anyone's eyes, it is no different from going to die.
Even if he has the imperial bloodline.
What happened tonight is indeed not in line with his status and does not comply with the rules of Longting.
If the queen mother knew about this, she would definitely reprimand her and even take out the bamboo board that had been hidden for many years.
Liu Huai had taken the initiative to admit his mistake, but Zixuan still seemed to be ungrateful. She wiped the tears on her cheeks and said calmly: "Your Highness is born with imperial blood, unrivaled in the world, and ranked below one person in the East Palace, how could he be wrong?"
The young man's eyes were lowered, and his black-gold pupils turned into gold. He was less domineering and more ashamed.
Here, he doesn't care about anyone's feelings.
but.
Only Zixuan can't.
Murong Qingge appeared in the courtyard at some unknown time, lowered his head, and blamed himself: "Your Highness, Purple Concubine, please calm down, it's all my fault..."
"Who asked you to appear? Get out!"
Zixuan suddenly shouted, her breath gradually turning cold, interrupting her words.
Murong Qingge took a breath and bowed her head even further.
This was the first time Zixuan got angry with her. This woman who had always been gentle and generous had always tolerated and acknowledged her existence, but this time, she was really angry.
And it was precisely because of himself that His Highness was in danger alone.
Follow the rules of the royal family.
She cannot escape the blame for her death.
This time, Murong Qingge obeyed Zixuan's order very much, suppressing the guilt in her heart and slowly retreated.
In the courtyard, only Zixuan and Liu Huai were left.
A cold wind blew by.
Zixuan slowly knelt down, her noble purple-gold eyes looking up at Liu Huai for a moment, humble and decisive.
He said: "If Your Highness thinks that I, my side concubine, am nagging you, you can kill me immediately and I will have no complaints."