Yun'er's body fell like a meteor, and a pair of hands grabbed her tightly, never letting her fall again. Yun'er's body was tightly clinging to Long Yunzhou's arms, and a warm feeling came like spring water.

"Brother Zhou............" Yun'er looked at Long Yunzhou, who was hugging her tightly, and the corners of her eyes were full of tenderness.

"Don't speak!" Long Yunzhou hugged her tighter, and pressed one hand on her wound. The pure power of the dragon clan swept through her wounds like soft spring water, and the spring breeze made her wounds heal quickly.

"As I said, no matter who it is, no one in this world can hurt you. As long as I'm here, no one can. Long Yunzhou hugged Yun'er tightly, and the firelight that Huang Xinjue dissipated spread out like fireworks behind them, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

All the remnants of the black cloud were shocked at this moment when they saw the new master being killed, and the ten thousand beheading and other masters died. They wanted to slip away quietly, but Long Yunzhou's supreme majesty was like an iron wall, making them stand still firmly and dare not move forward.

Long Yunzhou flew down with Yun'er in his arms, and at a glance saw Long Aotian who was dying not far away. At this time, Long Yunxin had already knelt beside Long Aotian, his eyes were full of tears, but he couldn't bear to let the tears fall.

Long Yunzhou nodded at Yun'er, and the two walked together: "Uncle, you ........."

Long Yunzhou could see at a glance that Long Aotian's injuries were too serious, and all his vitality had been cut off. At this moment, he is still alive, completely relying on the residual breath in his blood to support him, which can be described as a lack of skills.

Long Aotian looked at Long Yunzhou in a daze, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen a lot of past events, and Long Yunzhou was the one who held up all the past events.

"Okay, okay, my brother should rest assured that he has a spirit in the sky. He has a good son, the dragon clan has a good leader, and Panlong City has a good city lord. I'm relieved too............"

Long Aotian's bloody hand slowly grabbed Long Yunzhou's hand and held it tightly, as if he wanted to give everything: "I've been so tired for so many years. I am so tired when I am the lord of the city, and the revival of Panlong City and the Dragon Clan is like a mountain pressing on me, I am too tired. Now I can relax, I can go to my brother. From now on, Panlong City will be handed over to you. ”

Long Aotian seemed to be extremely relaxed after saying all this, and he couldn't help but smile on his face. He was so tired that he didn't even have the interest to take a look at this great city. In his dreams, he was always the cowering little boy who followed his brother.

"Uncle, in fact, the successor you have been waiting for for so many years is by your side. Long Yunzhou suddenly grabbed Long Yunxin's hand and overlapped his hand with Long Aotian's dying hand.

Long Aotian looked at his son a little blankly, and then looked at Long Yunzhou. Obviously, he was very puzzled, didn't this nephew of his all these years dream to return here to be the city lord of Panlong City? Why did he have to shirk it one day when his wish came true.

"In the trial place, I witnessed the pride of Yunxin. He is worthy of being the descendant of our dragon clan, and he also has the strength to become the new city lord of Panlong City. Uncle, I'm leaving, going to a wider world, and I've received a heavier mission from my ancestors. But I can guarantee that in Panlong City, you can rest assured that Yun Xin will be handed over, because he is a well-deserved pride of the Dragon Clan. ”

Long Yunzhou said categorically, every word was Chen Ken's heart. Long Aotian turned his head silently, he hadn't looked at his son confidently for a long time. There are too many thoughts in his heart, so he has long been alienated from the relationship between him and his son.

Now looking at his son who was kneeling in front of him, tears stubbornly rolling in his eyes but unwilling to flow, he suddenly realized that he really didn't know this son.

"Maybe when you grow up, your father will no longer be able to take care of you. Maybe you've grown into a giant, and your father is going to wander under you. Long Aotian smiled, this was the most relieved smile before he died, because he confirmed that his son had really grown up.

"Yunxin, I'm sorry......... I couldn't be by your side when you needed me the most, I'm sorry, my father is leaving, and I can't be by your side anymore, be the lord of the city, I'm sorry, I'm sorry........."

Long Aotian slowly closed his eyes, as if he saw his brother waving to him in the sky. It was still the older brother of the same youth, holding a peach in his hand and throwing it at him with a smile.

Another generation of city lords of Panlong City left, with a smile on the corner of his mouth and tears in the corners of his eyes, and walked away surrounded by his relatives. Long Yunxin kowtowed deeply to his father, and Long Yunzhou also kowtowed three times silently on the side.

Long Aotian has not made any achievements in his life, and the prestige of Long City in his hands is getting lower and lower. He is a cowardly city lord, but he is a qualified descendant of the dragon clan, and he is a qualified father.

Long Yunzhou sighed and stood up silently. Suddenly, he spotted a lonely figure among the tens of thousands of monks in the distance, that figure was all too familiar, and once upon a time, they had fought side by side.

"Shui Fangzi, heal General Mo Li's wounds. Long Yunzhou coldly finished this sentence, and stepped forward, but he actually passed through thousands of people, and came directly to the center of the tens of thousands of monks.

All the monks around him let out an exclamation in unison at the moment when Long Yunzhou suddenly came, this kind of teleportation of the great divine power is not something that everyone can do, even a monk who has reached the middle stage of the Illusory Saint Realm can't do it, that only a great supernatural monk who has reached the late stage of the Illusory Saint Realm can do it.

Everyone made way for Long Yunzhou and the people in front of him, and the surroundings of the two of them were suddenly empty, as if the two of them were emperors, and the monks around them had to bow and worship.

Now that Long Yunzhou's majesty has overwhelmed everyone, even if the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan appears here at this moment, I am afraid that the coercion brought by it is not much stronger than Long Yunzhou.

Long Yunzhou quietly looked at the person in front of him, he was wearing a snow-white robe, even his head was shrouded in a cloak, and in the white cloak, only a pair of shining eyes were revealed.

"Long time no see!" Long Yunzhou said flatly, looking at the man in white in front of him, with a trace of remembrance in his eyes.

"I didn't expect to see you again, you are already the person I look up to. The man slowly pushed away the cloak, revealing the handsome face underneath, it was none other than Natsuki, the feathered man who had gone to the Thousand Wood Spirit Mountain with Long Yunzhou.

"Why didn't you make a move?" Long Yunzhou stared into Xia Mu's eyes, as if he could see through everything about him.

"Why bother, my mission is done. He is the person I swore to protect for the rest of my life, but you are the successor personally selected by the Yellow City Lord, who is right and wrong between you, I am not qualified to intervene, and I am not qualified to participate in the battle between you. ”

What Xia Mu said was a little bleak, with his strength today, he was not vulnerable in front of Long Yunzhou at all. The existence that was so powerful that it could only be looked up to by Long Yunzhou back then, but now it is humble like an ant.

He is a loyal person, and this loyalty is reflected in Huang Ziqi's body, that is, whether he lives or dies, he will always protect the safety of his bloodline. So no matter how many wrong things Huang Xinjue has done, he will always follow him.

But Long Yunzhou has a more important place in his heart, and Huang Ziqi can give him the treasure of the Phoenix Clan, which is equivalent to identifying Long Yunzhou as the successor of the Phoenix Clan. Tianchen's killer is only loyal to the masters of Phoenix City in the past. Huang Ziqi's decision undoubtedly confirmed that Long Yunzhou was the new owner of Phoenix City.

So in the battle between Long Yunzhou and Huang Xinjue, he couldn't intervene to help anyone, so he could only pay attention silently on the sidelines.

Long Yunzhou sighed, he knew Xia Mu's loyalty very well: "After so many years, it has been really hard for you. ”

Suddenly, something came to his mind and reached into his arms and touched it. Suddenly, a golden thing appeared in his hand, and it still exuded a warm feeling.

Xia Mu's eyes immediately widened, and he said in a low voice, "Golden Wings, this is only available to the Eagle Luo King and the Yu Clan, where did you get it?"

Long Yunzhou smiled slightly, and then shook his head: "It's all some of the past, this was given to me by a friend on his deathbed." It's not useful to me, but it's different for you, give it to you!"

Long Yunzhou threw it casually, and the golden ball suddenly fell in front of Xia Mu. The excitement in Xia Mu's heart at this moment cannot be described in words, the preciousness of the golden wings to the people of the Feather Clan is tantamount to the purity of the bloodline in the Dragon Clan.

Golden wings are not something that can be owned if you want to have them, they must go through countless years of cultivation, and they need to be coincidental to have them, and they have to be the darlings of heaven to be able to obtain them. Or it is born with royal blood, so as to have golden wings.

With the golden wings, that is to reach the pinnacle of the feather clan, only one step away from winning the legendary platinum wings.

Xia Mu solemnly took the golden aperture, looked at Long Yunzhou deeply, and said sincerely: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, it's just that I don't think this thing should be let down by me. Long Yunzhou shook his head with a smile, turned around and was about to leave.

"From now on, can I follow you?" Suddenly, Long Yunzhou paused, and the words came from behind him, with a sincere meaning.

"Of course, you are Tianchen and need to complete your mission. Long Yunzhou smiled slightly, and continued to walk forward without looking back.

Xia Mu looked at Long Yunzhou's back deeply, from this moment on, his new owner was called Long Yunzhou.

The new city lord of Panlong City is already in place, and he is Long Yunxin. The tens of thousands of monks who came here all left this place with a shocked mood after congratulating Long Yunxin on becoming the new city lord in unison.

From this day on, Panlong City once again became a myth existing on the Dragon Soul Continent. The monks who came here quickly compiled all kinds of stories from what they saw and heard to the four directions, and the name Long Yunxin became a symbol of the dragon clan.

But those who really know the inside story know that Long Yunxin is not terrible, and the person who really makes the entire Dragon Soul Continent tremble is called Long Yunzhou.