There was a scorching red flame burning in his body, and Long Yunzhou, who was bright red thorns, didn't want to open his eyes at all!

The man covered in blood slowly stood up! A faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and the corners of his mouth were full of fear and evil! The hand dripping with bright red blood slowly stretched out!

Long Yunzhou could clearly see that it was a pair of hands with cyan scales! A raging fire was slowly rising from his hands! It was getting bigger and bigger, and he could finally see clearly that under the man's feet, the white bones were all connected to the sky, and the blood-red wings were slowly opening up under the remnant sun!

"Ahh

Long Yunzhou shouted, and the whole person bounced off the ground!

Cold sweat trickled down, a breeze blew, and his back was cold! He gasped, the nightmare just now was too real!

"Yunzhou, you're finally awake! scared us to death, we thought you couldn't do it!"

The tower-like man wiped the sweat from his head, and his tall body was taller than Long Yunzhou standing even if he squatted down! Seeing Long Yunzhou jumping up and down lively, the man who was originally worried grinned happily!

Long Yunzhou looked around, and he didn't know when he was already on top of the most sacred Nine Dragons Temple in Panlong City! The shining five-colored stone floor reflected the immortal Beihai Divine Fish Oil Sky Lantern overhead! The entire hall looked solemn and solemn!

There were already quite a few people standing on the top of the main hall, all of them were nobles from various families in Panlong City! They looked at Long Yunzhou with indifferent eyes, and even many people had a lot of hatred in their eyes!

Under the indifferent eyes of everyone, standing high above the hall, Long Aotian, the city lord of Panlong City on the five-colored throne, said slowly: "Yunzhou, are you awake?"

Raising his head and looking at Long Aotian who was high above, Long Yunzhou's eyes were in a trance, that position used to be his father's throne!

He lowered his head and replied respectfully, "Uncle!"

"It seems that you are fine!" Long Aotian sighed: "But do you know how much trouble you have caused? The ancestral ancestral hall has all collapsed, and the spiritual positions of the ancestors of the past generations have been buried in the soil! Do you know how big a crime this is?"

"I'm ......!"

Long Yunzhou looked at Long Aotian in surprise, and his whole person instantly stiffened!

Turning his head incredulously, Long Yunzhou eagerly asked the big man squatting beside him: "Uncle Mo, is this true?"

The big man who was squatting on the ground slowly stood up, and his straight body stood in front of Long Yunzhou like an iron tower! He stretched out his big hand, gently stroked Long Yunzhou's head, which was less than half the size of his palm, and nodded reluctantly!

Long Yunzhou's head instantly seemed to explode, and the whole person was paralyzed again! He didn't care about the ancestors in the ancestral ancestral hall who had nothing to do with him, even if he split their spiritual positions and roasted hares to eat, it didn't matter! Of course, it was the premise that no one was held accountable!

What he cared about was the spiritual position of his father and mother! All along, he could only find a sense of existence and a trace of living affection in front of the spiritual seat of his parents!

But now, there's nothing! everything is buried under the dirt!

"Yunzhou!I want to ask you, what did you see in the ancestral hall, why did you lie alone on the ruins of the ancestral hall and do nothing?" Long Aotian leaned out, his face was somewhat similar to Long Yunzhou, but his eyes were the same as the people around him, with indescribable indifference!

Long Yunzhou was shocked! He suddenly remembered those mysterious golden dragon-shaped charms in the underground secret room, as well as the strange stone boxes! What was even more frightening was the red liquid that had burrowed into his body, and he could even feel that something was slowly flowing in his body!

"I don't know, after I went in, I fainted after a while! I don't know anything!" Long Yunzhou shook his head decisively! He had already made up his mind in his heart, and he wouldn't tell him anything about it! Who knows if the people in this hall will lock him up as a weirdo!

"Really, you didn't lie to me?" Long Aotian frowned, and a majestic aura suddenly enveloped the entire hall!

"Of course not!" Long Yunzhou stubbornly raised his head: "Besides, how can my dignified Panlong City prince lie!"

Long Aotian's brows were tightly furrowed! His body retreated into darkness, and he could no longer see his face hidden behind the throne clearly! He could only hear his cold voice coming: "Since this is the case, then forget it! But you let the ancestral ancestral hall be destroyed in the dust and smoke! This sin cannot be forgiven even if you are the city lord!"

Long Yunzhou raised his head sharply and looked directly at his uncle, although he had been alone since he was a child, but the natural arrogance in his bones still gave him an aura of resistance!

Staring at his uncle tightly, he asked word by word: "Uncle, do you want to deal with me like this?"

Mo Li, who was standing beside Long Yunzhou, was startled, and said loudly to Long Aotian: "City Lord, don't.........!

Before he finished speaking, Long Aotian had already waved his hand! The man in the tower immediately shut up in amusement!

Long Aotian said lightly: "Nine Shadows Dragon Pool! Hehe, that's not where you went! The spiritual positions of your ancestors have all been destroyed by you, and you are no longer worthy of being a descendant of Panlong City! I want to exile you, you will never be the descendant of the Divine Dragon of Panlong City again!"

It was tantamount to a thunderbolt on a sunny day that hit Long Yunzhou's fragile heart hard, and he trembled violently, staggering back a few steps!

"Uncle, uncle, what did you say? I didn't hear it, you say it again!" Long Yunzhou stared at Long Aotian with wide eyes!

"I said, there will be no longer such a person as Long Yunzhou in Panlong City, I will exile you, you will no longer belong to this place!" Long Aotian repeated word by word, without a trace of emotion in his words!

With a loud bang, Long Yunzhou felt that somewhere in his body exploded in an instant!

He couldn't hear what people around him were saying, and his eyes became blurry!

He was a natural little overlord, but he never thought that one day he would leave Panlong City and leave his parents' spiritual position!

"No! you can't say anything!" Mo Li glared angrily at a group of people who were confronting him! Just when Long Yunzhou fell into numbness, Mo Li held up a magnificent sky for him!

"General Mo, we respect you as the only survivor of the last Divine Dragon Envoy to speak to you like this! But the city lord has already said that he will be driven out! Have you forgotten that the other three Divine Dragon Envoys all died on the night he was born?"

"Yes, Uncle Mo, you and my father have been good friends for many years, and it was the mother of this broom star who killed my father and two uncles!" A handsome young man in yellow armor stood up, his face full of grief and indignation, and his eyes stared at Long Yunzhou!

"Nonsense! You are all bullshit!" The man of the iron tower pointed at everyone with his saliva and roared angrily: "Have you forgotten? He is the son of Long Batian! Long Batian, aren't these three words worth following for your whole life?"

The name of Long Batian! This name sounded in Long Yunzhou's mind like a thunderbolt! The master who made everyone in Panlong City worship his name was his father!

Thunder descended into the world, and only his father stood at the end of the rolling dark clouds! Proud of the sky, he was the only one who raised the sword in his hand!

The quarrel in the main hall has become more and more intense, and a few people even have weapons and are pressing towards Mo Li! Mo Li also has a big knife with a dark green body in his hand!

He is the Blue Dragon Envoy of the Divine Dragon Envoy, who has mastered the power of water and wood, and is exactly the same as the cultivation of the Dragon Overlord! He has always been a loyal subordinate, even if he almost died under the thunder, he is also loyal!

"Whoever dares to let His Royal Highness the Prince leave Panlong City today, he can't get along with the deceased city lord, or he can't get along with me! Hmph, the water jade knife in my hand will definitely not agree!"

The big knife was horizontal in front of him, and Mo Li's face was a miserable green reflected by the dark green big knife! There were water lines flowing around his body, and it was his Mizuki True Qi quietly moving!

"Presumptuous!" a thunderous roar suddenly rang out, and everyone's hearts became confused!

The figure of the iron tower fell to the ground like a dark cloud, smashing countless green bricks!

"Infinite Stick!" everyone exclaimed! The golden light that had just flashed back to Long Aotian's hand!

On the high throne of the dragon arrogant sky, he held a golden short stick in his hand! It was a legendary treasure, and only those with the blood of a true dragon could hold it!

"Alright, don't fight!" Just as Long Aotian was about to stand up, a loud roar suddenly came from the hall!

Long Yunzhou slowly squatted down, and gently put his hand on Mo Li's broad shoulder: "Uncle Mo, I'm sorry for disappointing you! I'm leaving, it seems that I can't stay in this city after all!"

Mo Li's mouth was bleeding, and tears couldn't stop flowing: "Young master, young master.........!"

Long Yunzhou chuckled and patted Mo Li's shoulder, and stood up suddenly!

Turning around, he respectfully bent down towards Long Aotian, who was sitting on the throne without moving!

Raising his head, there was no smile on his face: "Uncle, remember your decision today! But you must never forget, I am the son of Long Batian! Panlong City is my home!"

Haha laughed, the fourteen-year-old child turned around and walked out of the hall, the weak figure seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time, but every step he took was unusually firm!

Long Aotian put away the infinite stick in his hand and leaned back in the chair quietly, no longer half angry!

At the gate of Panlong City, Long Yunzhou, who was carrying a blue cloth burden, took one last look at the magnificent city tower!

No one saw him off, no one paid attention to him! Not even one of the dragon armor soldiers standing on the tower looked at him! He was like air, and he didn't attract anyone's attention!

Long Yunzhou sighed slightly, turned around and walked down the mountain!

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou!" A young girl's voice sounded from behind him, Long Yunzhou turned his head, and saw a petite girl running towards him quickly!

Panting slightly, the girl almost crashed into Long Yunzhou's arms!

Long Yunzhou looked at the girl chasing after him with a smile: "Yun'er, why are you here?"

Yun'er held a green sword in her hand and handed it to Long Yunzhou, and said sadly with tears in her eyes: "Brother Zhou, I can't see you off, this sword was given to my brother by the Dragon City Lord before he died!

Long Yunzhou silently took the sword, grinding the ancient star pattern on the scabbard, and he sighed deeply!

With a hint of a smile, Long Yunzhou put the sword behind his back: "Go back, I'm a strong person!

The little boy turned around with a long sword about the same size as his body on his back!

"The long evergreen road, you are my home! Between the green waters and green mountains, the long roar is crazy!"

Yun'er stood in front of the majestic Panlong City gate, and tears were already raining down! Looking at Long Yunzhou's distant back, she shouted loudly: "Brother Zhou, you must come back early! I will always wait for you!"