The agarwood passed through the small stove, and the smell of it was strongly dyed in every corner of the room.

Si Wenchu was sitting at the wooden table, drawing with a pen, the ink outlining the black oppressive clouds, the continuous rain, and the huge stone isolated in the painting.

The snow-white rice paper is full of ink, like a wet and sad world.

He stopped writing, picked up the jade bottle from the table, unplugged it, and poured it down.

In an instant, the rich fragrance of flowers lingered on the ink, and a red flower quietly bloomed on the boulder, which looked like a raging flame from a distance, shocking and beautiful.

This is the scene of that year, when the dragon clan was wiped out.

He had never seen it with his own eyes, and it was through the memories of the snake soldiers who participated in that war that he knew everything that happened that year.

The snake clan was despicable, and borrowed Beizi's innocence to spell all the dragons, which led to the destruction of the powerful dragon clan in the end.

The dragon king Baxia died, the princess Beizi disappeared, and all the subjects died.

The snake clan used a secret method to seize the innate powerful spiritual power of the dragon clan, and thus evolved into the dragon, a species between the snake and the dragon.

Today's Jiaolong Clan, on the surface, is the head of the demon clan, the lord of the Three Realms, and the indescribable supreme glory, but secretly, it is full of some dark filths that are inexplicable and cannot be known by outsiders.

Netherworld has always been friendly with the dragon clan, After the dragon and snake war, he sent troops to crusade against the snake clan, and on the battlefield, he was defeated by the dragon clan with great spiritual power, and lost several powerful generals, even the king and queen were folded there.

After that, the ghost has no owner, the vitality is greatly damaged, the young master ascended the throne, handed the letter of surrender to the snake clan, and was willing to bow down to the ministers, so he got a little chance to linger, and then he disappeared from the world and did not appear in the Three Realms.

He lost both of his parents, and he swallowed his anger because of the situation at the time, and in retrospect, it was still a heart-wrenching time.

He wants revenge.

Let the snake clan and the dragon clan also taste the pain of the dragon clan's extinction that year.

To let Jiang Cheng see that everything he loves will be taken away by him, just as he did at the beginning.

Beizi is the most important hub.

He awakened the dragon's blood in Chanchan's body, which was the first step in all of Baxia's plans.

The red color dissolves with the ink, and with a simple stroke, all the water on the picture dries up.

He raised his eyes to look at the man who had been standing there for a long time.

"Why doesn't the general sit yet? Just standing and waiting for me, how tiring it is. ”

Bi Heyu pursed his lips, his eagle eyes swept over his paintings, and snorted coldly: "My lord is really interesting, don't stay in the netherworld, what do you do when you come to the human world?" ”

"Nature is a beauty seeker." He smiled softly, put the painting away, tied it with brown silk strips, and put his fingers on it, and it was tucked into his sleeve.

"Princess Beizi has already had a marriage contract with Young Master Jiang Cheng, so it's not appropriate for Young Master Ganba's move." Bi Heyu deliberately dragged the tail note heavily, remembering the entanglement between the three of them thousands of years ago, which was an entanglement story that the three thousand snake demons couldn't tell a word in one mouth.

Si Wen smiled lightly, gentle and a little sharp: "I can't afford to climb Princess Beizi, I have given up on her a long time ago, and please tell your master, don't be so jealous of me anymore, it's his after all, it's his, it's not his, it's not his, it's not him, don't force it." ”

"You!" Bi Heyu heard the meaning of Si Wenchu's words, which was nothing more than saying that the marriage between the young master Jiang Cheng and Princess Beizi was robbed by the young master.

After thinking about it, he was sent by the young master to watch Si Wenchu and protect Miss Jing Chanchan, so there was no need to have a bad relationship with him. He closed his mouth and asked, "Since the young master thinks so, it is the best." I was ordered by the young master to protect Jing Chanchan, I don't know where she is? “

"Chanchan is enough to have my protection, you let him care more about Beizi, don't eat in the bowl and look at the pot."

"Oh? Could it be that the beauty that the young master is looking for is this Chanchan girl with the scent of blood on her body? Bi Heyu immediately grasped the meaning of Si Wen's first words, squeezed his eyebrows, and made his eyes.

"Yes, I fell in love with this beauty at the first sight, and after listening to what Lao Shang said this time, I will look for medicine with you."

"You have been in the Netherworld all year round, how did you know Mr. Shang Yehua?" Bi Heyu asked him about his long-standing doubts, Mr. Shang Yehua is a gentleman respected by everyone in the Three Realms, he knows astronomy and geography, he knows everything in the world, he has a lifespan that is so long that even monsters are envious, he is transparent, and most importantly, he can predict the future.

The power of Mr. is what the Three Realms want to fight for, and if there is anything in the world that can have something to do with the powerful gods of ancient times, it is probably only Mr.

The mortal body, the balance of the Three Realms.

And Mr. has a strange temperament, few people can enter Mr.'s eyes, let alone become a close friend.

What kind of magical powers does Si Wenchu have, and the gentleman who can coax him is impressed.

"Lao Shang, probably because my son's skin is really good, so he looks at me differently?" There was a hint of cunning under his long eyes, he smiled softly, and asked casually: "How many dragons are still alive in your Jiaolong clan?" ”

"Forty-eight." As the words came out, Bi Heyu patted his mouth angrily, just your mouth is fast, your mouth is fast.

"Oh? One died. Si Wenchu changed his posture and leaned back, his white clothes fluttering, very chic.

"Lord of the Nether, what are you doing with this news?" Bi Heyu covered his mouth, for fear that Si Wenchu would ask something again, and he would tell all of it again and spit out Jiaolong's secrets.

"But I'm curious, the power of the dragon is comparable to that of the dragon clan, how come it is that after just a thousand years, a dragon has passed away......" Si Wenchu's eyes were still smiling, he was obviously relaxed and unguarded in front of Bi Heyu, but Bi Heyu inexplicably felt that there was a bone-eroding chill that gradually spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body, like a winter realm.

Jiaolong has a strong body, of course he will not die easily, what did Si Wenchu ask?