Summer thunder resounded across the sky, and the dark clouds over Sunset City were getting thicker and thicker.

A pale bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and the torrential rain poured down like a dragon spitting water, quickly taking away the hot summer mood in this imperial city.

Zhao Xi's gaze fell on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and the lightning repeatedly beat and refracted in her eyes, until a steady and powerful footsteps appeared behind her, and a middle-aged man with a burly figure and arms as long as an ape appeared behind her.

The eight-clawed dragon coat on the man's body, which symbolized his identity, was soaked by the rain, and the flying dragon looked more and more hideous, as if it would rush out of his clothes at any time and tear the world.

Zhao Xi stroked the green silk on her forehead, looked at her husband indifferently, and said, "Why make yourself so embarrassed. ”

There was a click of thunder in the black clouds, and the miserable white electric light illuminated everything in the Dragon Palace Courtyard extremely brightly, so that everything was bathed in white electric light.

It also included the angry and suppressed figure of the dragon mastiff, and there was a clear audible clicking sound between his fists.

In an instant, another muffled thunder blew across the sky, and the sound of heavy rain was extremely loud, and the sound of thunder was endless, making people feel that God was already angry, and wanted to send down thunder and lightning to tear everything in the world.

She had never seen such an angry Long Wu Mastiff, who had always been condescending to him, and for the first time felt that this nominal husband was so terrible.

Zhao Xi asked with a hint of guilt: "How is Fusheng doing, do you want me to ......?"

Long Wumastiff's slap finally landed on Zhao Xi's face.

Smack!

It was so crisp and loud that even the people kneeling outside the door could hear it, and they didn't dare to look up, let alone imagine what would happen next.

"What a good apprentice you taught!" Long Wumastiff was so angry with his wife for the first time, and he yelled at her almost regardless of his identity, his eyes almost bursting with flames.

Zhao Xi's face was cold and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and with the fall of Long Wumastiff's slap, the love between their husband and wife could be regarded as coming to an end.

"Long Fusheng is humiliating himself by seeking his own death, and he is also to blame for his current fate, what can you change if you yell at me here, you have the ability to kill him." ”

Long Wu Mastiff roared angrily: "He is not worthy of my killing, I can only dirty my own hands if I kill him! The apprentice you taught abolished my nephew, and you told me that you have nothing to do with this matter?"

He said in a voice like gritted teeth, "If you hadn't recommended him to participate in this martial arts, he wouldn't have done such a thing at all! And how did that kid know that he could use mercury to deal with us dragon king descendants, didn't you tell him!"

"I didn't ......" Zhao Xi knew that her defense had become very weak, no matter how she explained Long Wumastiff, she would not believe herself, but she still spoke.

Long Wumastiff stared at this woman who had not been able to see clearly for decades, and the anger that he had repeatedly suppressed in his heart had spewed out of his throat, turning into a dragon flame that engulfed the person in front of him.

Zhao Xi stroked her red and swollen face, looked at her husband who was in a rage, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

At such a time, such a beautiful laughter like a silver bell suddenly appeared in Zhao Xi's mouth, and the sound became louder and louder, as if it was spreading around like an echo, which seemed extremely weird.

Long Wumastiff was silent, looked at his chuckling wife, and asked word by word, "Why?"

The laughter disappeared immediately, and then Zhao Xi fell into silence, his green jade fingers grabbed a strand of long hair hanging down to his chest, his palm slowly tightened and tightened, and deep doubts appeared in his golden eyes, as if he was reminiscing, and as if he didn't care.

Then, she threw the blood-stained green silk at the feet of Long Wumastiff, looked at this man who was only one person in the entire Daqing Dynasty with resentful eyes, and asked word by word: "Are you asking me why I came back from Xilin to Qingguo and let you marry me, and since then I have fallen into endless pain, or why I have not fulfilled my wife's obligations all these years and let you be poked in the back by people in the court?"

Zhao Xi bit his bleeding lip, forced in front of Long Wumastiff step by step, and asked rhetorically in an extremely cold tone: "Why am I also the princess of Daqing like Empress Zhao, she can be forgiven by her father after committing a heinous mistake, and I have to separate from my daughter from Xilin to come back to Qingguo to marry you idiot, and I have to watch the people I love be besieged and killed by you, and finally manage the Dragon Protector Legion with you, the so-called Dragon King Nine Generals, and draw the ground as a prison in this city for more than ten years!"

"You ask me why?!" Zhao Xi said in a shrieked voice: "Long Wu Mastiff, why did you ask your father to marry me to you in the first place, there are so many women in this world that you don't love but fall in love with me, if it was because of those moments that made you fall in love with me, I would rather strangle the girl who accompanied you to see the sunrise a few times!"

She angrily grabbed Long Wumastiff's collar and roared, "Don't you just want to marry a princess? You want to be glorious and make the men of the entire Qingguo envy you, but have you ever thought that I don't want to, have you ever thought that my daughter has been without her mother since she was a child because of your ideas, and you have taken away all the things I love, and I don't leave anything that makes me feel worth living, and you still feel very wronged!"

"You deserve to die, your nephew deserves to die, Tang Huang did the right thing, you all go to death!" Zhao Xi let go of his collar with a pang, looked at him with a pitiful gaze, and said slowly: "It's a pity, Long Fusheng can only live and die now, otherwise this palace will be very happy." ”

"This is the princess you liked since you were a child, so now, do you still like it?"

Long Wumastiff looked at her with an incredulous gaze, and said slowly: "You madman, the people of your Zhao family are all crazy, I was wrong......"

"I'm driven crazy by you. Zhao Xi screamed angrily: "I am Qing'an Dragon Immortal Zhao Xi, my husband should have been the West Sword God Guan Changye, I left the palace so hard to go to the rivers and lakes to find the freedom I wanted, but everything was ruined by you." ”

With her scream, the thunder from the sky was even more violent and shocking, and Zhao Xi smiled coldly: "The reason why Long Fusheng is in his current state is because you elders are used to it, if he doesn't die, he will die." ”

"What should I do if he dies and the Dragon Protector Legion?" Long Wumastiff stared at Zhao Xi's eyes, and his angry voice was also so sharp, "You don't know that we have only one grandson in our Long family's generation, if he is abolished, the entire Dragon Protector Legion will collapse! ”

Hearing this, Zhao Xi just looked at the angry husband in front of him indifferently, and her white jade-like face began to flush because of anger, revealing a burst of charming and touching beauty. She said clearly: "When will it be, if the Yin ** team wins this time, we will have no future at all, is it possible that you still expect Long Fusheng to lead the dragon cavalry to defeat Chu Xiaohua, you and I both know that this is impossible, but I am afraid that he will be even worse than now." ”

Zhao Xi showed a mocking smile and said: "Why do we want to hold this martial arts event, it is to find a young hero who can be born out of thin air comparable to that son of the Yin Kingdom, so I took a fancy to Tang Huang, I believe he is the person we are looking for, Long Wu Mastiff, I know you as well as I understand Fusheng, I know that your uncle and nephew will not let Tang Huang come out if they die!"

When Long Wumastiff heard this, he subconsciously avoided his wife's gaze.

Zhao Xi looked at him and said jokingly: "Why, I said that your thoughts are right, you really can't hide your thoughts, you want to temper Fusheng and turn him into a real dragon, but you turned him into a tyrannosaurus with no one in the entry, the reason why it was planted in Tang Huang's hands this time is almost all on you, the uncle." ”

Long Wu Mastiff looked at her and said slowly, "He was poisoned by mercury...... Why did your apprentice know this secret, I want you to give me a satisfactory answer. ”

Zhao Xi's eyes gradually calmed down, and said: "I will ask him about this matter later, if you want to save your nephew, you can only exchange blood and wash his body now, and then think about how to renew his life, not to mention whether he has a chance to participate in this martial arts, I am afraid he will not have the opportunity to ride a dragon in the future." ”

The dragon has no mastiff face, like dead ashes. Stared at Zhao Xi's face with a hateful eye, eager to tear the woman in front of him to pieces.

Zhao Xi was not to be outdone: "Don't look at me like this, you can't blame Tang Huang for such a thing happening now, and don't blame Ziluo, if you have to blame someone, then blame me, I helped him cultivate a dragon blood physique." ”

"In my opinion, it doesn't matter if there is no dragon floating life, as long as Tang Huang can win the name of this martial arts, he will not only be able to inherit the power of Qimen Daji, but also a person with dragon blood, and he can also become the dragon king of this era, Zhao Gongming!"

As soon as these words came out, the wind and rain stopped suddenly.

——

A deathly silence permeated the couple, lasting for a long, long time.

Long Wumastiff said slowly: "It turns out that you have all figured it out, and this is the real reason why you are willing to take him as an apprentice...... Zhao Xi, I really underestimate you, where do you put His Majesty the Emperor in these words you are saying now?!"

"Your Majesty the Emperor?" Zhao Xi laughed uncontrollably, "I am the eldest daughter of the former emperor, originally that chair belonged to me, it was my father who begged me to give up the inheritance to Zhao Wentian before he died, so that he had the opportunity to sit on that chair, just with his hanging son who was greedy for women, how could He De be the emperor of the Southern Continent?"

At this moment, she slowly took out an edict from her arms, almost raised it in front of Long Wumastiff's eyes, and hissed in a voice: "This is the edict left to me by the first emperor, although the first emperor did not expect that the Yin ** team would go south, but he clearly said in the edict that once some of Zhao Wentian's actions cause the Daqing Dynasty to fall into dire danger, I have the right to abolish him!"

"As for where I want to put His Majesty the Emperor, it depends on what he does next, if he doesn't do well, he will be replaced by someone else!"

"I am the eldest princess of Daqing, and everything I do is for this dynasty, so I don't care who sits on that chair, but I can't watch the army of the Yin Kingdom step into the southern continent to burn and loot, and turn Daqing into the next Xilin or Yan Mang. ”

"I must pull Daqing back from the brink of the country, this is the wish of the poor emperor, so Tang Huang must live, as the Daqing Dynasty...... Alternate Emperor. ”

As if with all his might, Zhao Xi leaned into Long Wumastiff's ear and said the last sentence in a very low voice.

Long Wu Mastiff closed his eyes and said slowly: "It's me who underestimated your Zhao Xi's thoughts, no matter what, I won't let this happen." Zhao Xi, as long as I am still the capital of the dragon emperor army for one day, I will never let that mongrel defile the dragon chair that the Qing Emperor has sat on in the past dynasties, and you will continue to dream of the Spring and Autumn Festival. ”

"Stained, might as well tell you some secrets about our royal family. Zhao Xi smiled faintly and said: "Do you know how many Emperor Ren Qinghuang likes to sleep on that dragon chair in the past dynasties, even your aunt who died early was also slept on that dragon chair by my father, I was only eight years old at the time, and I accidentally saw it." ”

Long Fusheng slapped him fiercely, and wanted to scrape it on the mutton fat and jade-like face, but Zhao Xi dodged it sideways, and then slapped him on the chest, making him fly upside down like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You bitch...... Broken shoes, when I was in Shuyue, I should have slaughtered your little bastard and sent her head back for you to take a good look at. Long Wumastiff sat in the pool of water in a very embarrassed manner, blood oozing from between his teeth, and hissed.

Zhao Xi said with disdain in his eyes: "I admit that you scolded me for breaking my shoes, and if you scolded me for being a bitch, you wronged me, after all, you didn't pay me for prostitution, and I won't let you ride on me." ”

"As for my daughter, I believe that she will come to see me one day, whether she wants to come to see me as a mother, or to compete with me for the title of the first woman in the world to use swords, or to kill you dragon generals, I will meet her request. ”

"In this world, the number one women's sword is the first, and I, Zhao Xi, can afford it, so I can naturally let it go!"

Zhao Xi's expression was indifferent, and he gently threw down these three sentences and turned to leave, leaving Long Wumastiff slumped in the water, looking at a loss.

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In the imperial infirmary of the Daqing Imperial Palace, Long Fusheng, who was summoned by Chu to shoot in the chest with a mercury arrow, was soaking in a large vat of precious medicinal liquid at this time, and people kept adding medicinal materials to his bath barrel and hurriedly left, and soon the green medicinal liquid in the bucket became gray and dim, just like Long Fusheng's eyes at this moment, empty and white, unable to regret it.

On the cliff at the end of the Spring and Autumn Land, he was at the critical juncture of complete dragon transformation, but Chu instantly summoned a mercury arrow and hit him in the chest, the mercury poison rotted his dragon scales at a speed beyond his imagination, causing him to almost die in the Spring and Autumn Land, and now it has seriously damaged the tricks in his body and the confidence in cultivation.

You must know that the past history has long proved all this, mercury, a liquid metal that makes ordinary people infected with maybe just dizziness, is the most violent poison in the world for those of them who have dragon blood, and even the skin infected with mercury will have extremely serious consequences, and it is inevitable that all martial arts will be wasted.

As for the mercury arrow that hit his chest, it was not an ordinary mercury arrow, and the impact on Long Fusheng was not just as simple as the exhaustion of martial arts, the mercury fog that spewed out at the moment when the arrow hit his chest was really terrifying, so that most of the mercury fog was directly inhaled by him into his lungs, if someone took out his lungs now, it would be covered with mercury scars, in other words, every time he breathed, he felt like drowning, and every time he breathed, he would have a sharp pain.

Some people are more uncomfortable alive than dead, and life is better than death and at the same time they are unwilling to give up the hope of life, which is the most painful despair.

Long Fusheng, who was standing on the cliff at that time, was determined to fall into that pillar of light like a dying man, and finally advanced to the fourth round of martial arts.

He didn't know everything after that, when he woke up, he was here at the imperial pharmacy, and every day he watched those strange imperial doctors walk back and forth around him, during which it seemed that his uncle and grandfather also came once, and there seemed to be a quarrel in front of him, and the content seemed to be related to that Tang Huang.

What he will never forget is that the royal doctors looked at him as if they were looking at a walking corpse, and more often than not, they were shaking their heads.

How can the current situation not make him angry, but he feels deeply powerless, for the first time in his life, he feels that he is a waste, he can only wait for the end of this martial arts like a dead man here, and lie on the bed like a living dead for the rest of his life, but who will remember that he Long Fusheng was once the first person of the younger generation of Luoyang?

Under the repeated blood exchange treatment of the imperial doctors, although Long Fusheng's consciousness recovered, his consciousness was still confused, but the clarity of his will meant that the pain became more and more intense, and the remorse in his heart became more and more tormented, this strange state almost between life and death made him slowly recall what happened in the past.

Now he is no longer the proud man who walks casually in the palace in a big red dragon robe, nor is he the young dragoon who rides a dragon galloping, nor is he the person who is expected to revive the dragon emperor's army, but just a waste man who has all his knack destroyed and can't move.

He lay in the warm potion of medicine, the memories of the past flashing through his head like a passing flower, his pale lips trembling, his cheeks sinking in, and even the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, like a candle flame that would go out at any moment.

Once powerful and proud, he could only lie in this jar of potion like a living dead, waiting for the imperial doctors to announce his situation or death to his family, and even the Lord of Yama, who was in charge of life and death, seemed to be watching him indifferently, refusing to give him the gift of death.

Until the lights around him had dimmed, Long Fusheng opened his eyelids and found that he was still lying in the bathtub, but he was not dead, but his limbs were still heavy as if they were filled with lead plates, and the terrible wound on his chest had begun to scab over, which seemed to let him live after all, but at the cost of becoming a wasted person.

When his vision gradually became clearer, he found that there was a person sitting beside him, who looked at him quietly, neither near nor far, and his expression was not sad, but it was by no means indifferent.

Long Fusheng quickly looked away from her face because of the physical fatigue and mental pain, and suddenly began to hate this woman who had made him unable to ask for it.

He looked down at the wound on his chest and hissed, "What are you doing here...... Go find him. ”

Ziluo stared at him who was now depressed, and said softly: "What am I going to do with him, he doesn't need me to accompany him, but it was Prince Xiao who asked me to come and see you, he said that you will become half of my responsibility as you are now, and specially asked me to apologize to you." ”

Long Fusheng hissed and said, "I don't want your apology, you get out of here now! I don't want to see any of you...... Get out of here!"

Ziluo looked at him quietly, as if watching a ghost's begging, sad but not pitiful.