The head was forced to marry by the emperor again

In the afternoon of spring day, it is best to drink two sips of wine and talk about two careful things.

Long Qianyuan leaned on the gazebo, took a wine bottle in his hand and drank it bit by bit, took a few sips, and finally said: "Zhuohua, tomorrow is the day when our dragon clan pays homage to the ancestor of the dragon, and there will be a very grand ceremony." I want to invite you to the banquet."

Feng Zhuohua raised his head and gulped down a large jar of wine, then responded happily: "Okay."

Long Qianyuan hesitated for a while, and then said: "At the banquet... there will be a performance, and two people need to be together. As the prince, I must go up."

Feng Zhuohua slapped the table cheerfully, "What's the matter, I'll accompany you, who can dance better than us Phoenix Clan?"

Long Qianyuan smiled contentedly, raised his head and drank the wine in the wine bottle, and said, "Thank you very much."

After the banquet, everyone was full of praise for the dancing skills of His Royal Highness the Phoenix Clan. Long Qianyuan listened with pride.

At this time, someone asked, "His Royal Highness, when do you plan to marry His Highness Zhuohua?"

Long Qianyuan's smile stagnated, and he smiled again in a flash: "No hurry, no hurry, he must agree."

At this time, someone shouted from the front: "Qianyuan, I will go back first, my mother is calling me."

Long Qianyuan looked sideways, smiled and waved his hands, "Okay, go slowly."

When he returned, his father Longshen was waiting for him in the study.

He saluted respectfully, the Dragon God glanced at him lightly, and said: "Give up, if you want to marry Zhuo Hua, it is impossible for Lan Yuan to agree."

Long Qianyuan's face turned pale instantly.

The dragon god was injured many years ago when he was fighting with other races. Over the years, his injuries have become more and more serious, and he has gradually reached the point of exhaustion.

He obviously knew what his son was thinking, and said helplessly, "It's impossible for you to be with him, stop fighting fearlessly, and I don't think he seems to like you, at most he treats you like a brother, but definitely not a lover. "

Long Qianyuan closed his eyes and murmured: "I...I always want to try..."

Dragon God sighed, turned around, and said: "Qianyuan, Qianyuan, if you are indecisive, sooner or later it will lead to disaster. Now many people in the clan can't understand that the strength of the Phoenix clan is stronger than that of the dragon clan. It is getting worse and worse. I need someone with strong decision-making ability to contain it. The dragon and phoenix are allies. This is an unchangeable fact. As the prince, you must always bear the due price for every decision you make. Your xinxing is not strong enough, this is your biggest shortcoming, if I had a choice, I would not give this seat to you, but I don’t have time, I’m going there soon, I don’t know if it’s right to give you the Dragon Clan It's wrong."

He finally said: "The egg left by your elder brother, you should hatch it well. If possible in the future, it will be your last salvation."

that egg...

Long Qianyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that he had turned into a silver dragon, surrounded by the dragon's body, enclosing a silver-white egg in its body.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

He seemed to hear the life fluctuation of the egg, and then there was a "crack", the egg cracked open, and a small silver dragon broke out of its shell. Seeing him, his eyes lit up and he jumped. Rubbed up and started rolling on him, making childish cries one after another.

"Ozawa..."

He curled the corner of his mouth and let out a heartfelt laugh, "Ozawa, I'm your uncle."

Xiaolong raised his head, looked at him with bright eyes, opened his mouth and called out childishly, "Uncle!"

He laughed so hard that his eyes rolled up, and he quickly responded, "Oh!"

The scene around him changed again, he stood in the cold pool, listening to Long Cangya say what Feng Zhuohua said before leaving, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"From then on, strangers, love and justice..."

He shook his head and said, "This is what I deserve."

"I want you to die--!"

Accompanied by a scream, a huge white tiger covered in scars held a fiery red phoenix tightly in its arms, and regardless of the scars burned by the phoenix, dragged it with all its strength and fell into it together. In the rolling Milky Way.

"Zhuohua—!"

He screamed out, an unprecedented fear gathered in his heart, and he broke out in cold sweat instantly. Without even thinking about it, regardless of the poisonous wound in his body, he turned into a whole body and rushed forward, followed behind them and chased after them. go down.

Unexpectedly, the little dragon also chased after him.

He pulled him back with his tail, but was hit by a strong wind and lost consciousness instantly.

Vaguely, someone whispered in the ear, with an unspeakable temptation:

"Long Qianyuan, you wiped out the Phoenix Clan, do you regret it?"

"……regret."

"He hated you for more than 2 years, are you in pain?"

"……pain."

"Then... do you want to change?"

"Change?"

"As long as the Phoenix Clan is revived, everything can come back."

"can you?"

"Yes."

He was a little moved.

At this time, a thunderous voice rang in his ears, knocking him into a daze, "Your Majesty, wake up! If you revive the Phoenix Clan again, he will never forgive you again. Wake up!" Wake up, don't be obsessed anymore!"

"Yan—!"

He groaned in pain, and the memory that was gradually returning in his mind was almost bursting. The huge dragon body rolled over, and the powerful dragon's power radiated away, breaking free from the countless beams of light that were bound on his body in an instant, and the formation was broken immediately. Half of the time, Long Cangya, as the leader of the battle, bore the brunt of the attack, withstanding most of Longwei's power, a mouthful of dragon's blood spewed out immediately, and his seriously injured body fell powerlessly.

A blue light flashed, Qi Muran put him on the ground by his collar, Qinghong immediately came over, worried: "Master, do you need help?"

Qi Muran took out a pill and swallowed it for him, and said solemnly: "Help him steady, I'll give him a breath."

Qinghong didn't doubt that he was there, and immediately supported his shoulders, looking at the situation in the sky worriedly.

The huge black dragon rolled painfully in mid-air, and its hanging tail broke several nearby mountain peaks. The black magic breath on its body was slowly fading away under the power of the formation, and the color of its scales was becoming lighter little by little. .

It's strange to say that there were two people when they came here, and Long Qianyuan is suffering such pain now, but his companion has no intention of making a move at all, and still stands there far away, even a little like watching a show.

Is it really a demon without emotion?

At this moment, Qingfeng Jianxian, the head of Shushan not far away, yelled loudly: "No, Zhenyao Pagoda!"

Everyone stared at it, and saw Long Qianyuan's rolling and struggling dragon tail swept across, and hit the top of the Demon Suppressing Tower with a "boom", making a heavy muffled sound, and a black hole was broken in the seven-story Demon Suppressing Tower. hole.

Everyone's faces changed.

The people in the Town Demon Tower are all the rare evil spirits that endanger the world. Even if one is released, it will cause trouble for the people. A hole has been broken, and the situation is the same as when Shenxu broke out of the tower 100 years ago. If it is too serious, the evil spirits inside will scramble out, and then it will be another disaster.

In just a short while, several big monsters with black air came out.

Sword Immortal Qingfeng waved his sword and shouted: "Quickly seal the pagoda, quick!"

But almost no one dared to move.

The place where the Zhenyao Pagoda is located is just under Long Qianyuan's dragon body. Now he is struggling endlessly because of the return of his memory. It's okay if there are fewer people, but if there are more people, he will move them all in an instant. All the mortals were shot to death, and they couldn't make it through.

Qingfeng was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he was about to rush over regardless, when two melodious calls suddenly sounded in the distant sky.

"Yan—!"

"Wow—!"

At one moment, the cry was still resounding in a distant place, and at the next moment, there were slight waves in the air, and two huge figures, one golden and one red and one silver and white, appeared in front of them.

The huge and beautiful golden-red phoenix stretched out its sharp claws, and with an undeniable domineering attitude, it firmly grasped the tumbling Long Qianyuan like a big snake. In the blink of an eye, there was already a huge pothole on the ground.

Amidst the dust, Phoenix stepped on the dragon's neck with one paw and pressed the dragon's tail with the other. He raised his head and let out a clear and sweet cry, "Long Qianyuan, wake me up!"

The dragon who was still struggling just now suddenly stopped.

He looked up at the strange but familiar phoenix on his body, his hazy eyes gradually became clear, and the last light gray on the scales slowly dissipated. He opened his mouth and murmured: "Zhao...Hua... ?”

Fenghuang narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "It's me."

The silver-white dragon circled in mid-air, swiped its tail a few times, and locked those little demons who had escaped from the demon-suppressing tower back. Seal the big hole that was broken.

Qi Muran slowly recuperated, Long Cangya gradually calmed down, his consciousness returned, and he slowly opened his eyes, seeing the scene in front of him.

He blinked, staring at the golden dragon pattern that was shining endlessly on the silver dragon, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and praised: "As expected of your Majesty, it seems that he has combined with His Highness the Queen of Heaven. Kunlun's exercises are really good!" Help the dragon clan awaken the blood of the ancient dragon, Your Majesty will not deceive me!"

Qinghong's hand trembled, and he withdrew his hand abruptly. Long Cangya was caught off guard and fell to the ground in an instant. He was stunned for a moment, but he still hadn't reacted. He glanced sideways at Qinghong, and said angrily, "Why did you suddenly withdraw your hand!"

Qinghong pointed at him, his face turned blue and red, and he finally choked out a sentence: "Yilong!"

Turn around and go further away.

Long Cangya was even more confused, stood up with his arms propped up, and questioned: "I didn't take advantage of you, why did you say that about me?"

Qinghong gritted his teeth.

Isn't the evil dragon talking about the Heavenly Emperor Dragon and his senior brother in front of him, just turning a corner and inviting him to double cultivation? Don't think he can't understand what he means, he's still pretending to be stupid right now, It really is a lewd dragon!

Ah!man!

Ah!dragon!