Long Yi'an's shock was not over, he received another piece of bad news, his grandmother, the last bloodline of the royal family, Princess Xingshan, had passed away.

And he, as the only heir of Princess Xingshan, must immediately go back to inherit this already crumbling Xingshan.

Back in Xingshan, the body of Long Xiangying, the princess of Xingshan, had been properly placed on the couch, and he stood at the door, suddenly losing the courage to lift his feet and go in.

"Sect Master." Someone next to him shouted that although he had not yet been announced as a successor through an official ceremony, there was only one heir left in Xingshan, and everyone had changed their titles in advance.

But he hadn't gotten used to it, and when he heard this title, he glanced at the person next to him in some surprise, and after a while, he realized that he was addressing himself. Looking at the eager eyes of the people around him, he lifted his heavy steps and stepped over the threshold, and slowly walked towards the person who was placed on the couch.

On the couch, Long Xiangying lay down peacefully, the green tendons on her face and hands had disappeared, and a thin layer of yellow skin was attached to the bones. Long Yi'an stepped forward and put his hand on the back of Long Xiangying's hand, a little cold.

He couldn't help but feel sad, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

The people around him hurriedly persuaded him to mourn, now is not the time to be sad, the royal family book has not been taken out yet, but taking out the book of heaven means that Long Xiangying will be wiped out, and he doesn't want to, and he can't do that.

"Sect Master! This is a matter of life and death for our Long clan, and we must not be in the mercy of this woman. "It was the second grandfather who had sent the shadow guard out before, and he had many heirs, so he was even more eager to know the secrets in the Book of Heaven, in order to escape the prophesied disaster of extermination.

"I've got my own measure." Long Yi'an opened his mouth coldly and rejected him, but no tears fell from his red eyes.

"You guys go out, I want to be alone with my grandmother." He sat down at the couch, looked at the old man in front of him, who had no signs of life, and ignored the crowd.

His second grandfather wanted to say something more, but before he could speak, he was pulled out by the others.

When they were all gone, there was only one person, one corpse, and one fish left in the huge lobby, and Yuan Ziyi was caught and put in a special fish tank, and no one thought to take it away with him when he went out.

Long Yi'an didn't notice it when there were many people, and when everyone went out, he realized that there was a creature in this room.

He covered Long Xiangying with a quilt, as if she was just asleep, and paced softly to the fish tank.

Yuan Ziyi was in the fish tank, watching him approach step by step with an expressionless face, and his soul came out in fright, this fish tank was the same as the original lock dragon pool, it couldn't use any spells in it. Going to die, going to die! It anxiously spun around the tank, unable to find an escape.

Wow!

When it was in a hurry, Long Yi'an had already walked to the fish tank, reached out and fished it out of it, and put it in his hand to look at it carefully. One person and one fish stared at each other for a long time, but in the end, Long Yi'an was defeated first, and couldn't help blinking first.

"Are you really the beast that saved the Torture Mountain?" He asked Yuan Ziyi, it was better to say that he was asking himself.

"Of course I am, otherwise why am I here, you think I'm idle!" As soon as Yuan Ziyi heard this, her little brain kept turning, in this way, not only does it not have to die, but what kind of life-saving benefactor can it get? Immediately promote yourself.

Long Yi'an didn't expect it to answer, but he didn't expect it to talk, he continued to ask, "Then can you save Grandmother?" ”

"This!" Yuan Ziyi was speechless, it was not a god, how could it be saved if it died, "That, people can't be resurrected after death, you have to mourn!" ”

"What is the use of mourning, when I die, who will grieve for me?" Long Yi'an's mood was quite low, and he didn't look like he had just taken over a sect.

Yuan Ziyi's heart is not good, this fool should not want to commit suicide and follow his grandmother! The grandson gave his grandmother a funeral, or took the initiative, which is too strange! No, this kind of thought has to be expelled from his mind, in case this stupid kid can't think of suicide for a while, there will be only one living thing left in this hall, and it will really be impossible to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

"What can't die, people have to live to have hope, if you die, what about your parents who expect you to inherit the family business?"

"They're long dead."

"So, what about your grandmother? She's still alive, that's how you treat her nurturing grace?

When Long Yi'an heard this, he frowned, as if he remembered something unpleasant.

Seeing that his expression was getting more and more serious, Yuan Ziyi sweated for himself in his heart, he suffered, he shouldn't say anything that he couldn't say! Will it be humanely destroyed?

After being silent for a long time, Long Yi'an slowly spoke, but after only listening to one sentence, Yuan Ziyi felt that he couldn't live. "She's not my grandma..."

Royal secrets! It shook its head helplessly, and cried out in its heart: I don't listen, I don't listen...

However, Long Yi'an's cultivation was not yet advanced enough to hear its inner appeal, so he continued to speak on his own.

Long Xiangying, who was still in infancy, was brought here and passively became the sect master of Xingshan, because of the clear bloodline, there was no change. The change came from the grandmother's thirty years old, her roots were not good, and her cultivation has been stagnant since she was in her twenties, during which she became a relative to a Danmen and gave birth to several children, and everything was normal and beautiful. On the eve of her thirtieth birthday, when Long Xiangying was about to give birth again, her husband, who had always been mild-mannered, staged a coup d'état to seize her suzerainty.

Several children died tragically in the coup, and the newborn child was Long Yi'an's nominal father. The coup d'état weakened most of Xingshan's strength, and from that day on, Xingshan slowly lost its sight from the outside world. And the man who rebelled was taken away from the Torture Mountain by the elders and never came back, and the elders never came back.

After this incident, Long Xiangying's cultivation increased greatly, but the child born in the coup d'état only lived for one day, Long Xiangying blocked the news, and decades later, she announced the child's death and brought back Long Yi'an, as the child of the child who had long since died.

"My grandmother told me these things when I was an adult, and she said that she was crucified in the Torture Mountain for the rest of her life, and I still have a choice." Speaking of this, he glanced at Yuan Ziyi.

Yuan Ziyi subconsciously shrunk his neck, this look is not right! Is he going to do evil?

"So, what do you want to choose?" It tried to ask.

"I don't know." His eyes were very confused, looking at the old woman on the couch. "To take out the Imperial Heavenly Book, you must have a blood connection, and I'm just a nobody, grandmother, I didn't expect her to die so suddenly!"

"The Book of Heaven?" Hearing Yuan Ziyi's words, Yuan Ziyi's mind was confused, Ma Dan! What kind of secret is this, can you make a simple joke!