Dragon?

Long had a comfortable sleep, and when he woke up, his body was soft.

The cultivation base in the body has increased sharply, and it has already felt a strong sign of a breakthrough. Strangely, the thunder disaster has not yet arrived.

After staying in the cave for a day, Long finally couldn't help mobilizing his mana and gave Qiao Xi a divination.

The hexagram is obvious, and the dragon is terrified.

——Something happened to Qiao Xi.

A crowd of people piled up outside Fengyu Pass, all of them were fleeing civilians.

Walking against the crowd, it feels like you are in an empty city...

On the street, shelves and rubbish were dumped on the ground in a mess; the doors of the shops were open, and everything that could be snatched inside was looted.

--how so?

——Qiao Jun is a teacher of benevolence and righteousness. He has always treated the people kindly. Why are everyone running away?

"Hey, young man, why are you still going inside? Run away!"

The aunt who was coming towards him with a big bag and a small bag gave him a hand and kindly reminded him.

Long thanked her, and asked in a daze, "How is the situation in the capital?"

"City, it's worse than this..."

The aunt sighed and tightened the package: "It's been more than ten days, and there are dead people everywhere."

On the day of the expedition, the leader of Qiao's army died suddenly for no reason.

Bi Chong'an led Qiao's army for ten days, and the imperial city could not be attacked for a long time.

The two forces were evenly matched, and the battle was fierce.

At this time, Qiao Zhi, the seventh son of the former emperor, entered people's field of vision instead of Qiao Xi.

Qiao Zhi led the army, but broke through the imperial city in half a day, and the war subsided.

The people rushed to tell each other: they have a new emperor.

The cannon fire burned for ten days, and the smoke did not disperse. The frowning dragon turned into a refugee and mixed into the blood-washed capital.

Qiao Xi encountered an accident, and its cultivation base increased instead of decreasing, and the divination became more and more accurate.

——The fate of the country is in danger, and the throne of the emperor is not right.

The corpses were sent out of the city by truckloads, among them were soldiers who died in battle, and innocent people who were implicated...

Long saw an immature face, the child was only four or five years old, and there was a big bloody hole in his stomach.

……

The water in the moat was dyed bright red by this battle, and the imperial city under heavy defense was brightly lit.

The sound of scrubbing and wiping came from the palace all day long, and the maids cleaned the blood-stained floors and walls over and over again, as if they could whitewash the traces, and whitewashed the palace. There were many dead souls who could not speak.

The young emperor with a handsome face, under the service of the palace servants, tried on the emperor's clothes for tomorrow's enthronement ceremony.

The swords presented by the old eunuchs were displayed in front of the emperor one by one.

There were too many people around, and the smell in the room was stuffy, making it hard to breathe.

He rubbed between his brows, feeling tired: "Go down first, I'll be alone."

The eunuch lowered his head and reminded in a low voice, "But your majesty, tomorrow is..."

"Go down first." His voice was a little cold.

Everyone retreated, except the old eunuch who was serving closely.

The emperor touched the clothes on his body, as if he suddenly got excited, he asked the people beside him: "Do I look good in this?"

"It looks good..." The old eunuch didn't dare to look up at Sheng Yan, so he replied respectfully.

He smiled.

Walking slowly to the bronze mirror, the emperor stared at himself in the mirror for a while.

"In the past, you said that my heart was not cruel enough, but now I have proved to you that I can."

He looked at the person in the mirror, as if he was talking to himself, and he seemed to be saying those words to someone.

"I will be a good emperor, a very good emperor. I will accumulate cultivation bases for you, a lot of cultivation bases... okay?"

He was the only one here, so no one answered.

The emperor paused, suddenly unwilling to look in the mirror.

"Are you angry with me? But part of your cultivation comes from me, doesn't it? I think you have forgotten that you once chose me. If I become the emperor, you can still Soaring."

He raised his sleeve and wiped the corner of his eye quickly.

"It's tomorrow."

No one saw his movements, and no one knew that their new emperor was not young and had a crying bag inside.

"The enthronement ceremony is tomorrow. You ignore me...you don't want to see me..."

There was a wrinkle on the brand new imperial clothes by his hands.

The emperor had a very good appearance, frowning did not diminish his color in the slightest.

Who would have imagined what kind of insidious means he used to get to where he is today.

The old eunuch's hands hidden in his sleeves were tightly clenched into fists.

What he said was right, the enthronement ceremony was tomorrow, and its cultivation had reached its peak because of him.

The hexagram drawn by Long Bu belonged to Qiao Zhi, and he really became the emperor.

——If the throne is not right, if you kill your brother and father, you will be punished by God.

The hexagrams, which couldn't be easier, suddenly became incomprehensible.

—— Ah Zhi, what did you do?

Long is the last person to believe it, and he still doesn't believe it when he sees it with his own eyes. The children who grew up together have become what they are today.

What he did, the people he personally killed and the people who died because of him, it has witnessed the bloody disaster, and it has always been unwilling to admit it.

I don't have time, so I have to solve it this evening.

If not, allowing Qiao Zhi to ascend the throne will surely bring disaster to the people of the world.

Going against the law of heaven, a short-lived kingdom, and a short-lived emperor.

Ah Zhi, be good, you can't be the emperor.

The old eunuch's eyes fixed on the row of emperor's swords that were cut like clay.

"Shh-"

Jian Guang shivered, and entered the imperial clothes from behind.

Drawing a sword, killing people, it can make him pass away silently with the shortest pain without disturbing him.

Unfortunately, at the critical moment, it hesitated.

The sword was crooked, only cutting off a piece of flesh from his shoulder.

Joe turned around.

Originally, he probably wanted to raise a smiling face.

Looking at the sword in its hand, he looked at his blood-oozing shoulder, and then at its face. Gradually, his eyes became blurred.

"Who are you?" He asked coldly.

This sentence made Long suddenly remember that every time it turned into a person, Qiao Zhi could recognize it at a glance.

It felt so amazing, and asked him "Why can you see every time, is there any flaw in the person I became?" Qiao Zhi always said, it was a coincidence.

He didn't recognize it this time.

This may be the last time they will meet in this life.

"Didn't you say you want to see me?"

The hand holding the sword was hidden behind its back, it wanted to smile at him.

"Azhi, it's me..."

As his chest rose and fell, Long took a few breaths hastily, and his eyes were instantly filled with crystal water.

It turned into his appearance, wearing the white clothes he wore most often, and stretched out his hand towards him.

Dragons don't cry, and when they come out of their shells, they don't have that kind of emotion.

It doesn't quite understand what the watery light swirling in its eyes is.

Qiao Zhi's shoulder was bleeding, and he seemed unconscious.

"Dragon egg?"

Facing the face that was so familiar that he could no longer be familiar with it, his voice was hesitant.

"Well, it's me," Long called him, "A Zhi, come here."

Qiao Zhi was stunned, a little silly, but he still walked towards it step by step.

"dragon……"

He took the dragon's hand, confirmed it was it, and was overjoyed.

Smiling, he wanted to call it, but suddenly remembered something, and swallowed the last two words he was about to say.

"You don't like being called Dragon Eggy, Eggy sounds silly, you don't like it..." Qiao Zhi rubbed his head and smiled flatteringly.

The tears in the eyes were heavy, accumulated to an unbearable level, suddenly sparkling with water.

Long wept and closed his eyes heavily.

"Azhi, I'm sorry..."

When he opened his eyes again, the pupils of the lake were frozen, and his brows and eyes were full of coldness.

"The destiny cannot be violated..."

Before the words finished, it raised its sword mercilessly and stabbed at him.

— Wrong, very wrong.

——Ah Zhi, the common people in the world cannot accompany you through this calamity.

——I'm sorry, it's all my fault.

The long sword sank into his heart.

Their hands are still held together.

——A Zhi, we wait for the next life.

—— Wait for the next life...

Ah Zhi, who was lying in the dragon's arms, was dressed in a luxurious emperor's clothes, and a long sword was stabbed in the heart, and a large swath of crimson fainted.

Before the smile faded away, his face gradually paled, only a trace of warm blood remained on his lips.

Without crying out for pain, he raised his hand with the last of his strength, grabbed its wrist, and carefully put a red rope on it.

"Dragon Egg, I'll pick... for you..."

"Gui..."

Become an emperor and build a temple for you; those who don't worship you will be beheaded.

The temple is close to the mountain, and many sweet-scented osmanthus trees are planted, and when the wind blows, they bloom all over the mountain.

Qiao Zhi picks sweet-scented osmanthus for Longdandan...

Think it over, what he said is true.

Save the best for it, the best of the best.

If you are an emperor, you will be an emperor. When it says it will come back, it will wait.

Because he is always looking forward to his dragon, he can recognize it immediately when it comes.

Qiao Zhi thought that Long came to say goodbye to him tonight.

It will be able to soar tomorrow because of his merits.

It took him a lot of hard work to sit on the throne, and he also had the most abundant real dragon aura in the world, and then became, the person chosen by it.

Qiao Zhi vomited a mouthful of blood, and his pupils gradually faded.

My heart hurts...

He saw the fat pink dragon crushed on the branch of a small tree, and he saw himself trotting home with pastries.

He saw it lift its head, looking in his direction.

It was a spring, a very beautiful sunny day.

He opens their door...

all fake……

Because he was so happy, he knew that it was his fantasy again.

It hurts too much.

The pain was so painful that it could clearly realize that it really wanted to kill itself.

They can't go back.