In Seclusion for 10,000 Years, The Descendants Come to the Door at the Start

Southern Wilderness, Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the brightly lit inner hall, the momentum is magnificent, with carved beams and painted buildings.

There are longevity lamps burning in the hall, accompanied by green smoke, surrounding the hall.

This is the incense of concentration, it will release a strange aroma when it is burned, it has the effect of concentration and meditation, and it is the favorite thing of the practitioners.

At this time, in the inner hall.

A middle-aged man in a yellow robe stood with his hands behind his back, his face was majestic and resolute, and there was a solemn air between his eyebrows, obviously someone in a high position.

However, if you look at his arms, you will find that the sleeves are empty, and both arms are broken!

Beside him, there is also a young lady in palace dress, graceful and beautiful, but her face is extremely pale.

At this moment, these two men and women of high status are looking forward with nervous expressions.

On the bed, there was a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old sitting cross-legged. The girl's body was thin and delicate, and her eyes were tightly closed.

It was supposed to be a flower-like face, but at this moment there was a strange redness lingering.

That red gas swayed under her skin, and faintly, there seemed to be countless whining dragon roars.

Moreover, along with those whining sounds, the girl's originally thin body became even more fragile, and she kept shaking, as if she had suffered some extremely terrifying pain.

Beside the girl, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe is constantly injecting strands of cyan energy into the girl.

These cyan energies contained infinite vitality, and with their supplement, the strange redness on the girl's face began to calm down slowly.

After the red energy lasted for about an hour, it finally slowly receded, and finally, it retracted into the girl's neck and turned into a strange blood-colored lotus pattern.

The middle-aged man in Taoism sighed in relief when he saw this scene.

He stood up and said to the middle-aged man and the beautiful woman in palace costumes who were waiting nervously: "Your Majesty, the queen, the strange poison in Your Highness's body has been suppressed, and it can be safe for three months."

"Then what about after March!"

The middle-aged man's expression still did not relax.

"After three months, it will be difficult to suppress this strange poison with the power of a minister." The middle-aged man in Taoist robe sighed.

"Then, what will happen to Qing'er's situation?" said the young woman in the palace dress on the side.

"This..." The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe hesitated.

"You don't have to hide it, just tell the truth." The middle-aged man said solemnly.

"Go back to your majesty, queen, after three months, your highness's whole body's blood and essence will be drained, and even the soul will be drained, so that it can be fed back into the body of the poisoned person."

The middle-aged man in Taoist robe finally told the truth.

"Is there a cure for this poison?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, yes."

"Oh? What is the antidote, the national teacher is quick to say, even if you use the power of the whole country, you must find it!"

The middle-aged man's eyes brightened.

"There is only one solution to this poison, that is, if you kill the person who poisoned it, then it will be solved naturally."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man staggered like he was struck by lightning, and his footsteps became unsteady.

His face suddenly became pale and pale.

Gein, that poisonous person, even if their entire dynasty rises up, they can't stop it!

The middle-aged man in Taoist robe saw the pale face and resentment of the middle-aged man, and sighed, "His Royal Highness was originally a true dragon, when he was flying in the sky and overlooking the common people, how could he have caused this catastrophe, hey... ..."

"Da Chu!"

The middle-aged man squeezed these two words out of his teeth, his face full of resentment.

The beautiful woman in palace dress next to her didn't speak, but tears kept flowing from her eyes.

The hall suddenly became silent, only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

"So, I only have three months to live?"

Suddenly, a slightly immature, but extremely calm voice sounded.

When the three people in the hall heard the words, their hearts were startled, and they looked up quickly, only to see that the girl sitting cross-legged had woken up at some point, opened her eyes, and looked at them.

The three were a little panicked by this. Originally, according to the plan, the girl would not wake up until at least a few days later, but she did not wake up now.

"Qinger......"

The girl called Qing'er was named Ye Yuqing, and the middle-aged man and beautiful woman in front of her were the emperor and queen of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The man's name is Ye Xiaotian, and the woman's name is Zhou Yu.

Although Ye Yuqing's immature face was pale, it showed a ray of tenacity. She looked at the blood-colored lotus on her neck through the mirror, as if it was branded to the deepest part of her flesh.

Slowly squirming, as if there were unimaginable monsters hidden underneath.

"Father, mother, now, you should tell Qinger what happened to me, right?"

Ye Yuqing clenched her silver teeth tightly, it was this blood-colored lotus that not only prevented her from practicing like a normal person, but also couldn't even live like a normal person, making her life worse than death.

Hearing Ye Yuqing's words, the three people present showed deep resentment and pain on their faces.

Especially Ye Xiaotian.

After a short silence, in the end, Ye Xiaotian took a deep breath and said hoarsely:

"There are some things that should be told to Qing'er."

"Qing'er, do you know? In fact, you are not a waste of cultivation. On the contrary, you are a true goddess, because you are born with a true dragon's destiny!"

Ye Yuqing heard the words and blinked her big eyes, which were full of bitterness, a real dragon's fate, is there such a miserable real dragon's fate?

Ye Xiaotian continued: "Qing'er, now our Great Zhou Dynasty, in this Southern Wilderness, can only be regarded as a small border country, relying on the breath to survive, but do you know that ten thousand years ago, our Great Zhou Dynasty was a majestic and great country. Come to the DPRK, the ten directions surrender!"

All nations come to court, ten directions surrender!

Ye Xiaotian's words shocked Ye Yuqing. There are so many countries on this Southern Wilderness Continent.

Their Great Zhou Dynasty was extremely inconspicuous in it. I never imagined that there would still be such a dominant position ten thousand years ago?

"Unfortunately, since the first generation of ancestors left, my status in the Great Zhou Dynasty has not been as good as before. After ten thousand years, my generation has become a small border country. I am truly ashamed of the ancestors and the first generation. Ancestor!"

"Otherwise, how could Da Chu succeed and plant such a strange poison in your body, Qing'er!"

Great Chu!

Ye Yuqing knew that this dynasty was one of the top ten dynasties in the Southern Wilderness, and it was ranked number one. He was the overlord of the dynasty in the Southern Wilderness Land today, leading countless dynasties.

Da Zhou was one of the many dynasties under Da Chu, and it was also the weakest one.