A thousand-foot dragon body wandered, above the dragon, Ye Xuan sat cross-legged, and Pu Yulian's plain hands were trembling slightly.

With her experience of seeing thousands of people, it is not difficult to see that Ye Xuan in front of her is more indifferent than yesterday. She is obviously here, but she is like a flower and plant, dispensable.

Pu Yulian knew that Ye Xuan helped her get the dragon vein, just a transaction, or obeying her true heart and doing it with her. As for what she wants to live for, it is purely a daydream.

"What is the artistic conception you have realized?" Pu Yulian's eyes were dim, and Ye Xuan, who was a little afraid of the moment, asked.

"Ao." At the entrance of the dragon vein, the dragon's tail swept away and hundreds of monks who rushed towards him flew away.

Ye Xuan rushed into the ground by controlling the dragon energy, but did not answer, but asked back: "Your hatred has made you abandon everything and miss everything, have you ever regretted it?"

He came all the way to the dragon, and saw the fighting of monks from various countries in Xianghaifang City, the struggle between the ancestors of the two countries, and also saw Qi Tu's madness and sorrow.

No matter what the reason for Qi Tu's pain in killing his relatives, he was inevitably guilty. On the one hand, he was hatred and guilty. In the contradictory situation, he was forced to suffer from pain and unwilling to be a human being, and eventually fell into madness.

The eight sufferings of life are the most painful for those who are infatuated, and the most painful thing is to seek and not get what they want. For those who have hatred, the most painful thing is to be long-lasting resentment.

Pu Yulian shook her head and said hoarsely: "I don't regret it. Hate can be more unforgettable than love, and it will even continue to hell and throughout life."

"Boom..." The mud and stones in front were rolling around, and Ye Xuan didn't say much, and controlled the dragon energy and went straight into the depths of the dragon vein.

At the entrance of the dragon vein, the palace collapsed, and hundreds of princes and princesses from Zhao State brought people to come.

Outside the palace, tens of thousands of soldiers guarded the attack of foreign monks. The two ancestors were also dragged down. At this time, only the royal children were left.

In fact, among the more than a hundred royal family members, not many are truly capable, and even a few are able to gather a large number of masters.

"Bad our country's luck, go down together and kill him."

"How can I let others get involved in my dragon vein of Zhao?" The princes shouted, all filled with righteous indignation. The fourth prince was rushing in front.

Behind him, all the thirteen subordinates were perfect in the three realms. Before these people could enter the dragon vein, a dragon energy burst out.

"Be careful of your Highness." The third realm responded quickly and the thirteen people instantly protected the fourth prince.

The dragon energy gushed, and a series of screams sounded. The princes and princesses were all swept into the sky, and the guards ended even worse. They all had broken bones and spit blood on their mouths.

"It's outrageous. We have royal blood, and a trace of dragon blood flows in our body. We actually resist us." The fourth prince survived and pointed at the dragon shadow that was faintly visible in the dragon energy, and shouted with lingering fear.

Zhao Hong, who was mingling behind the crowd, couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this. He knew better than everyone present that the dragon vein was not his Zhao family, but the dragon blood.

The dragon blood in Ye Xuan's body came out of everyone present, even his father and the two ancestors who survived by their Zhao family.

If they hadn't had dragon blood, the attack of the dragon energy just now would not be as simple as blowing them away, but like those guards, they would have directly hit them seriously.

Thousands of steel-making arrows were overwhelmed by the sky above the Liu Mansion in the capital. When the people in the city looked around, it felt like a heavy silver rain was coming.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

"Boom..."

The car and crossbow were amazing, and heavy rain poured down. The huge Liu Mansion collapsed, bricks, stones, mud and tiles splashed everywhere, and the houses on the ground were blasted to the ground for a moment.

In the rolling smoke and dust, Qi Tu carried the blood sword in his hand, his eyes were hollow, and he chased and killed seven times, and the last person who was connected to his bloodline also committed suicide in front of him.

"If I had known this, I should have given him some hope and let him continue to escape. Now he is dead, what should I do in the future?" Qi Tu touched his chin. The world was long and he was alone, without any worries, no grudges or grudges.

While thinking, the rain of arrows fell in the sky, Qi Tu looked plain, and his qi and blood condensed into blood clouds, turning into a bloody mouth, swallowing all the falling arrows.

After a while, Qi Tu turned his eyes and looked into the direction of the imperial capital. The Zhao court sent people to chase after him many times.

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