More than sixteen years ago, the dream world.

"When ······" When ······· "" When ·······"

In the peaceful and quiet Dream Palace, the Star Palace, three loud and solemn bells suddenly sounded.

Hearing the bell that had only been ringing a hundred and ninety years ago, the servants, guards, and servants who were busy all put down their work at hand and quickly knelt on the ground with deep and sad faces.

"Bang", tea, tea leaves and teacup fragments scattered all over the ground, the middle-aged man in a bright yellow robe suddenly froze, he was too distressed to forget to put down his hands, his hands were still holding the teacup in the air, after a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, he closed his eyes in pain, tears burst out from the corners of his eyes. Longalo had lived for five hundred years, and could even continue to live, outlived any of his people, but no one knew how miserable his life was. Due to the loss of the blood jade five hundred years ago, in the past five hundred years, no one who lives in the Dream Realm will live to be three hundred and fifty years old. In the past 500 years, he has watched the life of his mother who raised him and his beloved wife come to an end, and he can't do anything about it. Now his only son has also lost his life due to a stubborn illness, this is a white-headed man sending a black-headed man······ He had always wondered if Death hated him very much, otherwise how could he have taken away the people around him in front of him again and again? In fact, he also silently hated his father in his heart, because he had given him such a fate, otherwise he would not have been so miserable.

There is a traditional custom in the Star Palace, that is, when a certain master dies, this solemn and solemn bell will ring three times. Now the deceased prince Long Tian is in his youth, he has been very smart and clever since he was a child, and his memory is amazing, but it may be that he is jealous of talent, when he was born, his mother died due to dystocia, and Long Tian, who was rescued from the ghost gate with great difficulty, was suffering from a stubborn disease, and his physique was also different from ordinary people, so he could not practice soul power since he was a child, let alone practice martial arts, and his condition has worsened recently, and he has long been dying·······

Although Long Tian is the crown prince and has a noble status, he has always been very good to everyone in the palace, so everyone respects and loves him very much. But I don't know if it's because good people don't live long, and such a good prince will die young. Almost every servant silently complained about the injustice of God in his heart, and in the palace, a thick atmosphere of sadness lingered for a long time.

The "creak" door was pushed open, breaking the silence in the dormitory. Long Luotian, who had no eyes in his eyes, slowly cast his gaze on the person who pushed the door in, and suddenly, a murderous aura burst out of his eyes. However, the aura of slaughter was fleeting, because he knew that he was not wrong with the person who came in, and he had done his best.

The man who pushed the door in was dressed in a silver-white elder robe, and his slightly immature face showed a look of apprehension. He is the prince's treating physician······

"See," the robed man was about to bow down when Rongallo stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"Can Tian'er go peacefully?" Long Luotian's voice trembled slightly. The man raised his head and glanced at the realm lord in fear, and then said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been very fond of lotus flowers since he was a child, just now he was enjoying the flowers in the lotus pond when his old illness relapsed, when he said that he wanted to see the beautiful lotus flowers before he died, His Royal Highness was still smiling when he fell, and the minister thought that His Royal Highness should go peacefully······ The man thought for a while, and then added, "Your Majesty, the body of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has been frozen in His Highness's bedroom with ice cubes, when do you plan to bury His Highness?" Recently, the weather has been a little hot, and I can't leave it for a long time. ”

Listening to the doctor's words, Longalo closed his eyes in pain and remained silent for a long time. There was silence in the room.

"Stand down!" After a few minutes, the Realm Lord Long Garo finally spoke. The frightened man finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and he felt as if he had gone to hell. "Yes. He turned and stepped back gently.

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There was already chaos in the Star Palace, and everyone was silently worried. It's been three days, it's been three days, and His Majesty the Realm Lord has locked himself in the prince's bedroom to guard the prince's body for three full days. For three days he did not eat or drink, nor did he see anyone who tried to persuade him, and he also gave a death order: No one is allowed to approach the prince's bedchamber, and those who violate the order will be beheaded!

"My God, why can you bear to leave behind your father who loves you the most?" Long Jialuo said to himself, staring at Long Tian's young face.

"God, you are the hope of the dream world, how can you leave your people like this?"

"Oh my God······" In the silence of the dormitory, only his voice kept echoing.

"Da", "Da", "Da", tears poured out of his eyes without fear. Then it slowly slid down his face and fell to the icy floor. Since his heaven is gone, he is no longer the majestic and invincible monarch, he is just a father who has lost his beloved son···············

"Lord of the Realm. Just when Long Jialuo was immersed in the memories of his son Long Tian, a warm voice like a spring breeze suddenly came from behind Long Jialuo. When Rongaro heard this, he quickly wiped away his tears, and then slowly turned around, his face not sad or happy.

"You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Rongaro said with a slight frown. The person who came was Feng Ling, the current spirit master in the dream world, and he was also another person in the dream world who lived to be three hundred and fifty years old in addition to Long Jialuo, but it is said that the spirit master can predict the future and is a mysterious existence. One hundred and ninety years ago, on the day of the queen's difficult birth, it was he who appeared in time to save Long Tian's life. On that day, Feng Ling personally told Long Jialuo that there would be a catastrophe in the Dream Realm, and Long Tian was the key to saving the Dream Realm. But now······

"Tian'er is gone!" Long Garo slowly turned around and stared at Feng Ling's calm face, not missing a trace of his expression. But in the end, he was still defeated," I know. Feng Ling raised his jade-white, modest and gentle face and calmly met Long Jialuo's eyes with hidden anger, and his face never changed.

"Alas······ At the beginning, you prophesied that he was the key to saving the dream world, but now there are no ······ people." Long Garo sighed helplessly and lonely.

"Your Majesty, please believe me, Tian'er is really the key to saving the dream world. My prophecy cannot be wrong. I have exchanged my remaining life force for Tian'er's soul and soul according to the secret method taught to me by my master, rest assured, I will not let the dream world be destroyed. Feng Ling was as calm and calm as ever.

"What, a soul, a soul, and where is that now?" said Rongaro, who took a few steps forward excitedly and grabbed the spirit master's shoulders tightly.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, it went where it was supposed to be. He'll be back then. ”

"Are you okay then?" Long Garo took a closer look at Feng Ling's slightly pale face and hesitated.

Feng Ling gave Longalo a big smile. "My life is over, everything is fate. Let it be!" Long Garo sighed helplessly, he didn't know what to say to Feng Ling.

"Your Majesty, you can wait for Tian'er to come back with peace of mind, you take care, I'll go first. ”

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At the same time, in another place.

"It's been almost a year, how have you done what the deity asked you to do?"

In a vast hall filled with misty confusion and smoke, two masked men in white robes knelt silently in the center, and at the very front of the hall was placed a crystal clear and radiant cold jade chair. On the chair, a man with wide sleeves was leaning diagonally against the back of the chair, and the pale placket hung down, and it could be clearly seen that the placket was embroidered with beautiful silver threads, and the patterns were constantly shimmering in the light of the night pearl. The posture is idle, but it makes people feel chilling and out of reach. His face happened to be hidden in the dark shadows, which, combined with his huge aura, made the person kneeling on the ground tremble slightly.

"Report, report to the elder, after we helped the emperor of the Mo Empire, the most powerful country in the Yunhao Continent, clean up the Xiao family, he said that he was willing to serve you forever. ”

"Good, good. Have you packed up all the hands and tails, but don't let my useless senior brother notice!" the man in pale clothes asked indifferently.

"Bang ·······" Please forgive me, Elder!" the two men kneeling on the floor kowtowed vigorously, and their bodies trembled and fell to their knees.

"What the hell is going on?" the indifferent man couldn't help but frown.

"We disguised the Xiao family's destruction as if they were chased and killed by the enemy, and it went well. But we missed Xiao Ming, the youngest son of the head of the Xiao family who was exiled. accidentally made him a fish that slipped through the net········ Also, we accidentally lost a piece of jade pendant ········" A white-robed man replied in a sway.

"Useless guy!! forget it, you should continue to chase the little fish that slipped through the net with all your might, and be sure to deal with it for me! You must not let my senior brother know about this matter! Otherwise, you and your family will wait to be destroyed with me! Hmph! You go down. ”

"Yes!"