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this hour?

Zhang Yuan frowned, obviously not in the mood to receive guests.

But the other party is the heir of the Dragon Clan after all, so coming late at night might be more than just visiting a patient.

Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment, then with a flick of his long sleeves, he took Chi Xiao away first, and signaled Sanskrit to help up a troublemaker, so as not to be ashamed in front of outsiders.

Zhaozhao's arms were so sore that he could hardly lift them up, his eyes were red, he groaned, and stood up aggrieved.

Looking at the little thing like a bunny who was wronged, Zhang Yuan raised his hand, and threw a key glowing with fairy light to Sanskrit: "Go and open my treasure house, pick any three of them."

Zhao Zhao's bunny's ears instantly pricked up.

Did he hear correctly, cheap master wants to open a treasure house? ?

Is it the treasury he thought of?

There is an artifact in it that can be manipulated with thoughts and automatically hangs in mid-air to pour wine. He has been coveting it for a long time!

Sanskrit received the key respectfully, and said in surprise, "Young master, Your Majesty is rewarding you for your good grades in today's student assessment. Hurry up and thank you, Your Majesty."

The things collected in Jun Shang's treasure house are all real treasures of heaven and earth, and each of them is the only one in the Three Realms, and there will never be a second duplicate.

"Thank you Master!"

The young man's eyes were as bright as stars, he stopped rubbing his arms, and ran to the couch, rubbing against the young emperor's waist like a small animal.

"Wait until tomorrow, I will cook lotus root and turtle soup for Master!"

A strange but long-lasting tingling sensation as if he experienced it somewhere, Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the little fireball stuck in his arms like an octopus. It's a pity that this little thing has become more and more "increasing" recently, and I haven't heard anything about the lotus root turtle at all.

"okay."

"Follow the Sanskrit to choose."

After a while, Zhang Yuan said in a low voice.

"Hmm." Zhaozhao hummed again, and leaned into the arms of Master Cheap, took a breath of the familiar and pleasant scent of the lotus flower, then reluctantly got up, and followed the Sanskrit voice out of the hall.

Zhang Yuan straightened his robes that were messed up by a small thing, and ordered the fairy boy: "Please come in, the prince."

Huaibi came late at night, not only to visit his friend Mo Yu.To be precise, it's just an excuse.

"You want to ask about Beihai Junfu?"

Hearing Huai Bi's intention, Zhang Yuan did not show much surprise.

"Yes."

First of all, Huai Bi sincerely apologized, and felt sorry for his rude late-night visit.

"God of War should also hear about the affairs of the younger generation. In the war between immortals and demons thousands of years ago, the younger brother lost his trace because of his love for fun, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Father, queen, mother and concubine blame themselves every day, holding a glimmer of hope , hoping to find the younger brother. However, 1000 years have passed, the younger brother has disappeared like a human being, and there is no trace to be found. The younger generation had no hope at all. Unexpectedly, half a month ago, there were monks from the dragon tribe near Shisizhou Captured a wisp of the younger brother's spiritual breath."

Zhang Yuan had already heard the Sanskrit voice report what happened on the test platform: "You mean Ye Heng, the young son of Beihai Lord's Mansion?"

"That's right. The Dragon Clan lived in the East China Sea for generations, and the Dragon Clan's Immortal Yuan is closely connected with the Dinghai God Needle at the bottom of the East China Sea. According to the Dinghai Needle's instructions, there is likely to be a Dragon Clan Immortal Yuan in Ye Heng's inner mansion."

"It's just that the bloodline of the dragon clan is of great importance after all... As the heir of the dragon clan, this junior has to act cautiously, so he bothers me at night and asks God of War for advice."

Zhang Yuan was silent.

Instantly understood the deep meaning of the words of the dragon prince.

Today, there are only five god races left over from ancient times. In order to ensure the purity of bloodline reproduction, the god race almost only intermarries with the god race of the same status, and regards the god race other than the god race as "lower races".Although Beihai Junfu is one of the Twelve Aristocratic Families, its status is acceptable among ordinary immortal clans. In the eyes of the five major clans, it is no different from other low-level immortal clans.

As the most authentic and oldest bloodline of the ancient dragon, the Dragon Clan is used to calling the wind and stirring up the wind and cloud, so the emphasis on bloodlines is naturally more stringent.

Although the blood of the most orthodox protoss—the Father God—flows in Zhang Yuan's body, he doesn't take matters of blood seriously.Therefore, he just asked lightly: "Since it is about the blood of the Dragon Clan, why do you ask me?"

Huai Bi said calmly: "One reason is that because of the battle between immortals and demons back then, the 'five clans and twelve families' were all assigned by the God of War. Mr. Beihai Hai himself once served as a vanguard general under the command of the God of War. No one wants to know what happened back then. It is clearer than the God of War. Second, because the God of War is highly respected, he is in charge of punishments in the three realms, and he handles affairs fairly and strictly, and will never have any selfishness in this matter."

Zhang Yuan tapped his knees with his fingers, some past events and the "naughty egg" who always liked to stick to him appeared vaguely in his mind.

"what do you wish to ask?"

Huai Bi's eyes were burning with urgency: "This junior would like to ask, after the battle between immortals and demons, did Beihai Lord's Mansion pick up the egg-shaped child back?"

Zhang Yuan didn't answer immediately, but instead asked, "You haven't asked the Ye family this question?"

Huai Bi sighed softly: "Of course I asked. But Ye Heng was very surprised by the junior's question, saying that he didn't know about his life experience, let alone thought that he was not the blood of Beihai Junfu."

"Even, he suspected that the junior made a mistake."

Ye Heng's answer made Huai Bi heave a sigh of relief.

After all, the temptation of the dragon blood is too great. These years, it is not that they have taken the risk and came to the dragon with so-called tokens to recognize their relatives.With the evidence of Dinghaizhen, if Ye Heng really has the intention of pretending to be a leader, he can answer according to his words.

"As for Lord Beihai..." Huai Bi frowned. "To be honest with God of War, this junior has had some dealings with this person because of some family affairs. This junior has always disliked this person's behavior in his heart, so he has concerns."

Zhang Yuan understood it and didn't delve into it further.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "Mr. Beihai is only serving under my command. I don't know about his family affairs, let alone whether he has picked up children or other things back."

"However, in the battle between immortals and demons back then, Lord Beihai's wife was injured by the devil's energy, making it impossible for her to give birth again, as evidenced by Lord Yao Xing, the chief of the Celestial Clan."

"If Ye Heng was really born during that time, whether he picked it up or was born in some other way, I have nothing to say."

Huai Bi took a deep breath and arched his sleeves as a salute.

"Thank you God of War for telling me, this point is already very precious to the juniors."

After leaving Xuexiao Palace, the priest saw that Huai Bi was still calm, as if he was thinking about something, he couldn't help but wondered: "Since the God of War has given His Highness the answer, why doesn't His Highness look very happy?"

Huai Bi shook his head.

"If I can really find Ah Yuan, I'm naturally happy. However, Xu has been disappointed too many times in these years. I always feel that this time things are a little too smooth, but it makes people feel inexplicable hesitation and doubt."

The priest sighed.

"The old slave understands that His Highness is afraid that he is not cautious enough, that he will find the wrong person, and make the prince and princess happy for nothing. Therefore, when confirming the identity of the little Highness, he is always cautious."

Huai Bi said, "It's more than that."

In addition to these, there are also his extraordinary acumen and...sometimes unreasonable intuition that he has gained from his years of experience as the crown prince.

But because this kind of intuition often brings panic and unnecessary workload to his subordinates, Huaibi also often reflects on himself, whether he is a little too suspicious.

The priest peeped at him: "What is your Highness thinking?"

Huai Bi: "Have you ever thought that the East China Sea is not too far from the North Sea? Since Ye Heng is Ah Yuan, why the Dinghai Needle has not responded for so many years, but the disciples of the Dragon Clan happened to sense the Dragon Clan when they passed through fourteen states. True Yuan?"

The priest said: "This old slave has really inquired about this matter carefully. It is said that although this young master Ye is quite talented in water spells, he suffered from a serious illness when he was young and has been in poor health. He usually stays in Shui Jun In the mansion, people seldom go out, and His Highness also knows that in order to prevent foreign enemies from invading, each clan will set up a layer of barriers outside their own fairy mansion. Dinghai needle can't sense the breath of Young Master Ye, so it makes sense."

Huai Bi nodded.

"That's how it is."

The priest said again: "Wangfei heard about His Royal Highness, and sent three letters a day to ask about the old slave's situation. The Dragon Lord also specially sent the Dragon Envoy to inquire. How does His Highness plan to reply?"

Huai Bi also knew that this matter could not be dragged on for too long, so she pondered for a while before saying, "I still have one last thing to confirm."

"I just want to see Ye Heng's body."

Zhaozhao Meizi followed Sanskrit to the treasury to get the treasure she wanted. Just after she passed the main hall and was about to go to the back mountain, she suddenly heard a hoarse voice from the dark: "Little young master?"

Zhao Zhao suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Turning his head, he saw two people coming out of the darkness, one was an old man who was over sixty years old and looked like he might die at any time, the other was a thin and thin boy who was holding the old man by his side There is a large burn mark.

"Young master, the old man has finally found you."

The old man was so excited that he wanted to rush over, but Zhao Zhao wrinkled his nose and avoided it.

"Spiritual pivot!"

Zhao Zhao shouted loudly.

Lingshu appeared with sword in his hand, sighed, and said, "Forgive me, young master, I just met them too."

Zhaozhao ordered coldly: "Then what are you doing in a daze, why don't you drive away quickly, how can the fourteen states allow these idlers to come in casually!"

The old man's expression changed, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud, and said with tears in his eyes, "Young master! Young master! You can't drive the old man away."

Zhao Zhao looked indifferent, unmoved.

The young man who had been standing silently beside the old man suddenly clenched his fists, eyes red, and said angrily, "What's your attitude? The elder came all the way to look for you. Do you know how much he has suffered all the way? He is still sick. middle."

"Liansheng, shut up!"

"Hurry up and kowtow to the young master together!"

The old man pulled the boy over forcefully, and pressed the boy to his knees on the ground.

"Spiritual pivot!"

Zhao Zhao ignored them at all and shouted again.

Lingshu was helpless, stepped forward to help the old man, and said: "Old man, I'm sorry, this is Xuexiao Palace, not the town at the foot of the mountain. It's really not a place for you to stay. I'll see you off right away."

"I can't go!"

The old man grinned and began to cry.

Looking at Zhaozhao full of hope, "Young Master, this time our Ba Snake Clan really encountered a catastrophe. In order to compete with the Red Flood Dragon Clan, the Xihai Jiao Clan directly took away the water veins in the middle of Sichuan and flooded Dongting." The spiritual veins in our central Sichuan are already thin, but now, it is almost a land of depletion. The clansmen are displaced, sick and injured, and can't even get decent food. I really have no choice. Only dare to go to the fairy mountain to ask the young master for help."

"Young master, just, just for the sake of the deceased patriarch's wife, help us, okay? You haven't seen with your own eyes how pitiful those old people and children are."

Zhaozhao lowered his eyes, the end of his eyes bent into an indifferent arc, and lightly brushed the sheath of Jingxin's sword.

After a while, the young man said "Oh", and said coldly without emotion: "Whether you are dead or alive, it has nothing to do with me."

"Little Lord!"

The old man was still begging sadly.

The young man named Liansheng stood up straight, his fists were clenched, he stared at Zhaozhao and said again: "Elder, don't beg him anymore. Why do you care about this kind of person who clings to wealth and forgets his ancestors? Since we have come to Xianshan, Why don't you go directly to Nan Shan Jun or Zhang Yuan God of War, maybe the gods will take pity on us and cast a spell at will to save us."

Liansheng helped the old man to leave.

Zhao Zhao suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"I changed my mind."

The young man turned around, his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly curved, revealing a little smile.

"Since you have come all the way here, why should I not entertain you? How about this, let Lingshu take you to have some meals first, and then we can discuss the countermeasures slowly?"

Liansheng frowned, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Zhaozhao's gourd.

The old man was so excited that he was about to cry again: "I knew that the young master would definitely not leave us alone."

Zhaozhao hummed softly in his heart, thinking, then you are really old and dim-sighted.

With a smile on his face, he said: "It's natural, Shuzhong is also my home. If my family is in trouble, there is no reason to just sit back and ignore it. Lingshu—" Lingshu came over in a daze.

Hearing the young man's vicious, quick and low-pitched order: "Find a way to dump their medicine and throw it down the mountain. The farther the better."

"Don't let people see that I have such poor relatives."