Villain: Take care of my wife and junior sister, win the heroine and I will be invincible

Fairy Wu lowered her head, her voice filled with unprecedented respect.

"Fairy Wu from the ancient Xuanwu Kingdom, I would like to submit to Mr. Qin and never rebel from generation to generation."

Her voice echoed in the empty hall. As the king of a country, there was a kind of weakness that belonged only to women at this moment.

The moment the Dragon-Slaying Sword passed across her cheek, she seemed to see behind Qin Changge, a sky full of demons and endless darkness.

He couldn't see any light.

Upon seeing this, the monarchs of the two ancient kingdoms of Qinglong and White Tiger also quickly expressed their stance: "We are also willing to surrender."

This scene fell into Qin Changge's eyes, and his smile became even brighter.

It's all under his control.

It seems that Jiang Chengfeng, who has reached the state of enlightenment, is enough to make these three ancient monarchs fearful and choose to surrender.

Qin Changge was satisfied in his heart, but he did not show it externally. He just nodded lightly, accepting their surrender.

"Fairy Wu, Mr. Baishan, please go back to your country. I usually won't interfere with things, just go as usual."

Qin Changge's tone was full of force and domineering, leaving no room for doubt.

"Qin Guang, please stay. I have something to ask you."

Hearing this, Fairy Wu naturally accepted the order and retreated respectfully.

Baishanjun glanced at his daughter, closed his eyes helplessly, and then left.

Qin Guang, on the other hand, felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

After a moment, he spoke tremblingly.

"Respectfully obey the orders of the young master."

Qin Changge waved slightly, signaling Bai Liuli to come behind him.

"Don't you have anything to say to me, Lord of the Ancient Qinglong Kingdom?"

A playful smile appeared on Qin Changge's lips, and he asked lightly.

"Young Master, you are too polite. Just call me Qin Guang."

Qin Guang's face was filled with a flattering smile, and his voice was humble and respectful.

"Qin Guang? I think it would be more appropriate to call you another name."

Qin Changge's tone suddenly became cold, like the cold wind in winter, which made people shudder.

"Another name?"

Qin Guang's face suddenly stiffened, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to have a premonition of something, but he couldn't be sure.

"Rebellious ministers and traitors!"

Qin Changge's voice was as biting as ice, and every word hit Qin Guang's heart like a heavy hammer.

Qin Guang's face instantly turned pale, and his body involuntarily knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground, and he kowtowed repeatedly, his voice trembling.

"Young Master, my loyalty to you is well known and I will never dare to disobey you in the slightest."

Qin Changge's lips curled into a sneer, with a hint of disdain in his voice.

"Did I say you disobeyed me? Your loyalty is nothing but a joke to me."

Qin Guang was speechless for a moment, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his heart was full of fear and anxiety.

He tried to organize his words to explain what he meant, but Qin Changge's next sentence made him feel a sense of despair.

"Your loyalty is worth nothing to me."

"I just want to know why you became the monarch of the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom?"

Qin Guang's face turned even paler, and he was not sure whether he had been seen through by Qin Changge.

After a moment, he continued to speak.

"I am so stupid that I really don't know what the young master means by this."

Wang Zhu and Bai Liuli also looked curious at this moment, wondering what Qin Changge's words meant.

Qin Changge's patience has been exhausted.

He stood up suddenly, holding the dragon-slaying sword tightly in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Qin Guang's throat.

"Stop talking nonsense! You are not the authentic descendant of the Qinglong bloodline at all, so what qualifications do you have to inherit the throne?"

His voice was cold, like a blade in the cold wind.

"Tell me, where is the true descendant of the ancient Qinglong Kingdom? And how did you usurp the throne of the monarch?"

As soon as these words came out, the hall fell into deathly silence.

Bai Liuli's face turned even pale, as if frozen by the cold wind.

Qin Guang, who was once regarded as the orthodox descendant of the Qinglong bloodline, turned out to be a country thief?

Where is the true bloodline of the Qinglong royal family?

Once this news spreads, it will undoubtedly cause an uproar in the ancient Qinglong Kingdom and plunge the entire country into turmoil.

"I...I..." Qin Guang stammered, his face was as pale as paper, as if he had been struck by a bolt from the blue, and he couldn't say a word.

"Say!" Qin Changge's eyes flashed with anger, and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand had slowly pierced Qin Guang's skin.

Blood dyed the sword body red, and Qin Guang's face became even paler. He finally spoke, his voice trembling.

"I...the true heir of the Qinglong royal family's bloodline...have disappeared..."

"I am following orders..."

Before he finished speaking, an old but majestic voice suddenly came from deep within the entire hall.

"This person is just following my orders."

"Boy, you are so arrogant because you are relying on a divine king who is in the realm of enlightenment."

"Old Jiaolong, I have been practicing for thousands of years, and now I have swallowed the blood of the Qinglong royal family. I wonder if you are willing to learn from me?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

It wasn't panic, but the hall itself was shaking.

It was as if the earth dragon was turning over, causing waves of tremors.

However, this is indeed the case. Huge slopes suddenly appeared out of thin air, as continuous as mountains.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of landslides and ground cracks sounded.

A giant dragon that was so huge that it was almost impossible to see the end slowly appeared in front of the hall.

Just its dragon head is like a moving mountain.

The scales covered with it sparkled with the cold moonlight, and each piece looked like a carefully carved work of art.

The words just now came from his mouth.

"Longzu, save me!"

Seeing this sudden turn of events, Qin Guang was relieved and eagerly asked for help from the thousand-year-old dragon.

"Long Ancestor?" Qin Changge raised his eyebrows, showing doubts.

His eyes naturally turned to Wang Zhu beside him.

Wang Zhu, as the reincarnation of a divine dragon, naturally has the power to suppress all dragons in his bloodline.

How dare this old dragon call himself Dragon Ancestor in front of Wang Zhu?

This is a big joke.

Qin Changge raised his sword eyebrows, raised a playful smile on his lips, and said to Wang Zhu:

"Wang Zhu, how about I leave it to you to deal with this loach that overestimates its capabilities?"

"Let me see how you, the reincarnation of a divine dragon, can show your power!"

As he spoke, Qin Changge regained his momentum, letting Jiang Chengfeng protect his hands in front of him in the whirlpool behind him, obviously preparing to watch a good show.

Wang Zhu, with cold eyes, slowly walked towards the thousand-year-old dragon who called himself Dragon Ancestor.

The ten-thousand-year-old dragon naturally has a strong sense of consciousness, and he obviously heard Qin Changge's words.

How dare you call yourself a loach.

However, to Qin Changge's expectation, Wang Zhu did not take action, but spoke slowly.

"Why do you have the aura of my brother Mu Long on you?"

The thousand-year-old Jiao's pupils narrowed slightly, flashing a cold light.

"Of course he was eaten by me."