Even if Long Xichen didn't speak, just standing there could bring people infinite hope and confidence.

Long Boyu's eyebrows were filled with solemnity. "That Black Dragon Lord doesn't know if he got some special opportunity, or what, his cultivation is already far above this monarch......

Long Xichen's thick eyelashes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Father and emperor can rest assured, the sons and daughters have their own proportions."

Long Boyu was about to say something more, but was interrupted by the emperor: "Okay, you can recuperate from your injuries now, Chen'er is not a child anymore."

Before leaving Long Boyu's bedroom, Long Xichen glanced at Long Jingmo and Long Cangming, the second highness who had been playing the invisible man.

A very casual glance, but it made the two of them feel a cold feeling on their backs, and they shivered unconsciously. Their third brother's cultivation became more and more unfathomable...... His gaze was even a hundred times more terrifying than his father's!

Long Xichen retracted his gaze, and then walked out.

Long Jingmo and Long Cangming didn't dare to hesitate, and after hurriedly saluting with the emperor and queen, they hurriedly raised their heels.

"Third Brother ......"

Long Jingmo shouted a little apprehensively. If he dared to show a provocative look half a year ago, then when he saw him again today, all the unwillingness and all the resentments in his heart were completely buried by him in that glance just now.

"Gather all the elders, Dharma protectors, and generals!"

Long Xichen ordered as he walked.

Long Jingmo's heart once again stirred up like a calm lake being thrown into a boulder.

"Yes!"

This time he replied in a sonorous and convincing voice. Because he knew that the future emperor had already had a countermeasure in such a short period of time and was about to start acting.

"Yan Yi!"

Long Xichen shouted into the air. There was a ripple, and Yan Yi walked out of the shadows.

"Your Highness!"

Yan Yi bowed slightly.

"You gather all the Wing Dragon Guards and His Royal Highness to capture all the defected generals to this palace."

Yan Yi was slightly stunned, and then, the smile on his resolute face instantly enlarged, and then replied repeatedly: "Yes, Your Highness!"

Your Highness is really Your Highness, it's so simple and rude, but damn it, it's so exciting! To deal with those traitors, you have to treat them like this, but it is only His Highness who has this strength.

Long Cangming, who had always been silent, had a little excitement on his face that had rarely changed after hearing Long Xichen's order.

He nodded heavily, and then disappeared in place with Yan Yi.

Long Xichen's footsteps did not stop, he went straight to the Lingxiao Palace. It was the place where the emperor and the elders, Dharma protectors, and generals discussed important matters.

If Long Jingmo didn't screw that strength with Long Xichen, his efficiency would still be very high. Long Xichen had only waited in the main hall for a short while, and he had already gathered all those people in the main hall.

Long Xichen stood quietly at the top of the main hall like a god, the ink-colored flowing cloud brocade robe, wrapping his perfect body, and the natural domineering and the momentum of looking at the world made everyone under him dare not come out.

His faint gaze seemed to fall somewhere, as if nothing had caught his eyes.

The elders, Dharma protectors, and generals below lowered their eyes slightly, not daring to look at Long Xichen.

Long Jingmo looked around in surprise. This time, the father emperor was injured by the sneak attack of the Black Dragon Lord, and some people had already defected in secret, while some people had defected later. And these people in the main hall, although they did not show any clear signs of defection, it was because they were more cunning and cunning, and they did not easily press their weight on either side until one side won an overwhelming victory. They sat on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, and sat on the power of the fisherman...... But looking at their expressions now, Long Jingmo suddenly wanted to laugh. As for what to laugh at, he himself couldn't tell.

The man who had always dreamed of winning was getting farther and farther away from him after all. Looking back now, it is indeed a little ridiculous to think about his ignorance. But he wanted to laugh not because of this, but because of the obscene looks of those people in the main hall.

They thought they were very far-sighted, they thought that as long as they remained neutral, they would not only be able to share in the fruits of victory in the end, but also not a single soldier. Unexpectedly, his third brother ...... Hehe, third brother!

Long Jingmo was helpless in his heart, and a sense of honor arose.

Above the main hall, under the invisible pressure of Long Xichen, the air became more and more oppressive. Fine sweat began to break out on the foreheads of the people below, and they wanted to wipe it, but under Long Xichen's seemingly calm but actually cold eyes, they didn't dare to make any extra movements.

The ethereal illusion of October was already a little cold, but above the main hall, everyone had never felt so hot, and on their foreheads, at first, there was only fine sweat, but it soon evolved into beads of sweat the size of beans.

Time seems to freeze at this moment. Long Xichen continued to say nothing, and still maintained the same posture as before.

"Smack!"

The sound of beads of sweat dripping to the ground. The voice that would not have attracted anyone's attention was so harsh and thrilling at this moment in the extremely silent hall.

With the first sound came the second, then the third, and then the countless voices that followed each other. Gradually, the dense sound of raindrops falling to the ground was played.

They didn't know what Long Xichen wanted. If you want to kill or chop a word, you won't come so tormented. But Long Xichen just looked at it and didn't say anything. It would be nothing if the light looked at it, but the invisible coercion on his body, even on Long Boyu, they had never felt such a terrible coercion.

Time moves forward very slowly, little by little.

The Black Dragon Lord was thinking about how to play against Long Xichen in his main hall. How to achieve the victory he has always dreamed of in the shortest possible time.

Although it is rumored in the outside world that Long Xichen's cultivation is unfathomable, the Black Dragon Lord does not believe it. No matter how talented Long Xichen is, he is only twenty-four years old after all, how can he compare with himself who has cultivated for more than a thousand years?

If it weren't for that bullshit chosen person, this Divine Dragon Realm would have been the world of his black dragon lineage. In terms of talent and merit, when did he lose the first vein of the Black Dragon to the Emperor Dragon?

Which big battle was not his black dragon to turn the tide and achieve the final victory? If it weren't for the countless soldiers sacrificed by his Black Dragon Clan, would his Emperor Dragon Clan be able to sit firmly in the current Divine Dragon Realm? His black dragon line is fighting bloodily outside, and his emperor dragon line is sitting and enjoying its success, why? Just by the words of the High Priest who are chosen ones? The ancestors believed it, but he Hei Yanqi didn't believe in that evil. How can a chosen person who can make mistakes even in the task of killing a blue-eyed person be able to convince the public?

Just as the Black Dragon Lord's thoughts were surging, one of his subordinates rushed into the main hall in a panic.

"Black Dragon Master ......"

"What's all this fuss about?"

"Three, the Third Highness sent the Wing Dragon Guard and the Second Highness to capture all our generals."

"What?"

The Black Dragon Lord's eyes widened suddenly, and he bounced up from his seat, his dark face suddenly cloudy. A palm slammed into the throne beneath him, and the throne shattered into countless pieces.

"Long Xichen!"

The Black Dragon Lord gritted his teeth and slowly spit out Long Xichen's name.

After a moment of shock and anger, the Black Dragon Lord immediately calmed down. Long Xichen's move was so strong that it was almost brutal It was indeed unexpected, but thinking that this would stop him from taking the Divine Dragon Realm, then Long Xichen was too naïve.

He had waited for so many years, and if he did this, he would not be one of the few most talented black dragon masters in the history of the Black Dragon Line.

On the Lingxiao Palace, the Winged Dragon Guard and Long Cangming tied up all the generals they had captured and threw them firmly on top of the main hall.

When the elders, protectors, and generals who were already soaked in sweat saw this scene, the last bit of luck in their hearts vanished, leaving only a stomach full of horror.

They originally thought that they could remain neutral, and they were already overestimating Long Xichen's strength. Of course, this strength does not only refer to the aspect of cultivation, but also his comprehensive ability, such as the judgment and execution ability to deal with the rebellion now. But now they really realize that they are overestimating, obviously greatly underestimating.

Such a powerful thunder method requires absolutely strong strength as support, and it is not something that can bluff anyone with a face. Which person can stand on the main hall will be a simple character? But if Long Xichen was a little weaker today, then the situation waiting for him would definitely be different.

Long Xichen glanced at the generals who had been captured, and turned a blind eye to their indignant gaze. For those who are about to die, Long Xichen has always disdained to deal with them.

"Take it down!"

Finally, Long Xichen said the first sentence since he came to the main hall. Simple three words. But the hearts of the people in the hall were terrified again, because no one knew better than them that these three words contained more meanings than they literally.

The Pterodactyl Guard took the order, casually lifting the generals up like a worthless item. Then the fish rushed out and quickly disappeared into the main hall.

From beginning to end, the elders, Dharma protectors, and generals below didn't dare to say a word.

Everything in the world seemed to stop at this moment, and above the main hall, except for the clear sound of sweat dripping and heartbeat, no other sound could be heard.

A breeze swept through the hall, bringing a chill.

This time, everyone really felt a deep chill from the inside out, even though they were still sweating on their bodies.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's been a long time, maybe it's just a moment, but for the people above the main hall, it seems like hundreds of years have passed. After living for thousands of years, they felt for the first time that Lingxiao Hall was such a terrifying place.

Just when they thought they were about to suffocate, Long Xichen's figure flashed and left the main hall.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that they finally determined that Long Xichen had really left. It's just that after making sure that Long Xichen left, the first thing they did was not to leave quickly, but to hold each other and take a few breaths.

Why do you hold each other up? Because I couldn't stand without support, my legs trembled terribly.

After a long while, when they felt that their legs could barely stand, they looked at each other a few times, and then left the hall without saying a word.

There was no communication during the whole process, but there was a consensus in everyone's minds, and they already knew how to behave.

Long Xichen's movements were fast and ruthless, and the Black Dragon Lord's side was not eating dry rice. The number of troops he holds in his hands now is almost equal to Long Xichen, and with the private soldiers of the Black Dragon lineage, he may be slightly more than Long Xichen. So after being caught off guard by Long Xichen's first move, he immediately started the second move.

The ethereal realm is filled with the suffocating smell of gunsmoke. The same smell can also be smelled in Liyue City recently.

After Leng Feiye sent Mu Lingxi away, he began to implement his plan in full swing. As Lou Yan once said, his next plan was the Dragon Shadow Pavilion.

A familiar scene, after two months of calm, history repeats itself.

The whole city was in an uproar, and there was a dead silence in the palace, and under the surface of the dead silence was the anger of the emperor and the greater determination to encircle and suppress the culprits.

The Dragon Shadow Pavilion was followed by the next killer organization, and then one after another, in just one month, more than a dozen killer organizations in the Leaping City all disappeared, except for the Night Palace, which had never attracted anyone's attention.

Now that the enemy has surfaced on his own initiative, there is no need for the emperor to bother to find it. It's just that the leader of a killer organization dares to be so arrogant and arrogant with the imperial court, which is unprecedented.

The waves he set off could no longer be described in such simple words as shock, because it foreshadowed too many things.

Time goes back to the first two days before Leng Fei moved the Dragon Shadow Pavilion at night. Qingfeng and Yuebai followed Leng Feiye's instructions and captured Helian Qing, the head of the Heran family, in the secret prison of the Dark Night Palace.

"Who are you? Why did you arrest me? ”

He Ran Ziqian is worthy of being the head of the He Ran family, even if he knows that the situation is worrying at the moment, he can still maintain a calm attitude.

Leng Fei was silent at night, and his cool eyes shrouded Helian Qing's body lightly. I don't know what I'm thinking.

Leng Fei didn't say anything at night, and the breeze and Yuebai on the side naturally didn't speak.

As time passed, the air in the cell gradually became oppressive. It seemed that this kind of silence was going to last until the earth was barren, Leng Feiye suddenly spoke, "Why are you looking for her?" ”

Helian Ziqian didn't react for a while, and he didn't know who she was in Leng Feiye's mouth. But then, he stared at Leng Feiye in shock and asked, "Do you know her?"

Leng Feiye frowned, because Helian Ziqian's look at the moment made him very unhappy.

After asking, Helian Ziqian's eyes flashed extremely complex emotions, including pain, sadness, sadness, remorse, and nostalgia...... My mind drifted back to seventeen years ago.

That year, he had just married the daughter of another family for a year according to the rules of the family. For his wife, he can't say that he likes or hates it, as the heir of the Helian family and the future head of the family, that is what he must bear and face. He seems to have unlimited scenery, but in fact, he doesn't have much choice in marriage.