Kendo God.

Chapter 147 The building will collapse and the country will be destroyed, and the master Fulong wants to help the dragon.

Suppressing Prison Dragon City, which stretches tens of thousands of miles across the Immortal Land, is made of ghostly thunderstones. Seen from a distance, there is a hint of dense purple brewing in the blackness, giving people a sense of endless coercion and heaviness.

There was once a supreme power who came to the starry sky and looked at the prison-suppressing dragon city below. It was like a huge black dragon, entrenched on the land of the fairyland, and the picture was very shocking.

The dragon head is extremely ferocious, the body, every scale seems to be lifelike, and the thick purple bred, as if it has a soul, but it is only temporarily sleeping on the ground.

Even the strong who can reach the starry sky, when they saw this scene, they were still deeply shocked,

This is the greatest god emperor in Xiantu since ancient times. Emperor Yingshi is the most well-known, and his great cause is admired and respected by the world. He gathered the power of the entire Xiantu, mobilized countless formation masters, supreme powerhouses, and endless resources and financial resources. Only then has this 'black dragon' been created.

It suppressed the demons from the underworld, sealed the only space-time crack in the fairyland, and protected the eternal peace and tranquility of the fairyland.

Some people say that it is not only a city wall, but also a great weapon, the most powerful existence in Immortal Land.

But except for the direct blood of the royal family, no one can control it.

Emperor Yingshi has been missing for many years, and the princes and princes of all parties have expressed their intention to separate themselves and become kings, but for some reason, the army of the fairy kingdom has gathered in the city of Zhenyu Longcheng, with no intention of calming down.

The imperial family is in chaos, and most of the rule over the fairy land has been lost. Although the princes of all parties have not claimed the title of king, they have also separated their supplies, and few of them have paid in.

The huge fairyland is about to collapse, it has already decayed, and the building is about to collapse.

Suppressing prison Dragon City, in the Dragon Head Palace,
The brightly lit inner hall is majestic, with ever-burning lamps burning, and green and green smoke spiraling up, lingering and lingering,
The spices in the lamp exude a strange fragrance, and those who smell it can calm down. The price of this item is absolutely free, and the identity of the owner of this place is naturally extraordinary.

inside the hall,

The man in a bright yellow robe stood with his hands behind his back, his face was neither sad nor happy, without any expression, obviously he had been in a high position for a long time, he was a nobleman, and his whole body exuded a kind of majesty.

This man's face is very handsome, standing there is like a god descending from the earth, apart from other things, his appearance is already shocking.

If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be perfect.

Heavenly creations are biased, and he is the product of preference, as if carefully carved by the god of heaven and earth.

"Princess! The black dragon is asleep."

Suddenly a maid walked into the hall, came behind this person, and said respectfully.

"Call me Your Highness from now on."

The man in the bright yellow robe turned around and said calmly.

"Princess, your voice..."

The maid's eyes were fixed, and the princess's voice became so low, like a man's.

Also, called Your Highness, could it be that the princess really took the Yin Yang Lihun Pill?Sealed her daughter.

"Crack!~"

The maid's eye sockets suddenly became moist, her body seemed to lose all strength, and she knelt on the ground.

"Princess, you have suffered yourself."

"In this world, there will no longer be Long Fu Nu, nor Princess Ying. From now on, I will be Fu Long, the eldest son of the Immortal Kingdom, and the only heir to the imperial family."

The man in the bright yellow robe had a calm voice, but his words were filled with incomparable firmness.

"See Your Highness!"

The maid kowtowed to the ground and paid homage loudly, but her heart was full of sadness. Since ancient times, it has never been easy for the emperor's legacy.

It is so difficult to reverse the situation of the country and help the emperor.

It was a blessing that Princess Ying was able to be resurrected, but now, she has embarked on this difficult road again.

"Your Highness!~"

At this moment, there were guards outside the hall,

"What's the matter?" Fu Long calmly turned around and looked at the person coming.

"Your Highness, the sword sent by Master Hanyang." Jin Wei stepped forward and put a red sandalwood box on the ground.

Fulong took the wooden box, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to go down.

The guard and the maid hurriedly stood up, and after saluting, they turned and left the hall.
The wooden box was opened, and a flying sword like a cold pool of autumn water appeared in front of Fulong's eyes.

This flying sword is more than three feet tall, less than half a person's height, without a handle, with a sword body in the middle and sword tips on both sides, it is the most standard flying sword style.

On the surface of the flying sword, there are simple inscriptions and square patterns. When the wooden box is opened, an astonishing chill is released, which fills the inner hall in an instant.

With a wave of Fulong's hand, the flying sword left the wooden box, suspended in the air, and the sword body reversed,

There are inscriptions on both sides of the sword body,

One day:

'The building will fall and the country will die'

Another day:

"Master Fulong wants to help the dragon"

Fulong looked at Feijian, and suddenly slapped his chest with his palm, spit out a mouthful of blood, sprayed on Feijian, and then, Feijian turned and disappeared out of thin air.

His eyes are full of determination,
"Father, protect your son."

……

Ye Qing watched Yi Xin walk in, said hello, and asked Yi Xin to sit down. Just as he was about to tell Yi Xin about the situation, when he was about to leave, a white carrier pigeon flew over from the disciple garden.

Ye Qing took the carrier pigeon, opened the letter,

Before Ye Qing could check, Yi Xin next to him saw the carrier pigeon, drooled immediately, and snatched the carrier pigeon away.
Ye Qing ignored it and continued to check the letter,
The content is very simple,
Come to Ye Mansion quickly, Ye Qianxue.

Tore up the letter paper casually, Ye Qing didn't bother to pay attention to Ye Qianxue.

"Brother Ye, give this carrier pigeon to me."

At this time, Yi Xin said next to him,
"Don't you eat roasted pigeons?"

Ye Qing glanced at him unexpectedly,
"Too thin!"

Yixin answered simply,
"what ever."

Ye Qing waved his hand, not caring about the carrier pigeon,

"Yi Xin, I'm going to Baiye Mountain, you can go home on your own."

After speaking, Ye Qing got up and left outside the disciple's garden.

Seeing Ye Qing leave, Yi Xin suddenly took out a piece of paper and a pen, hurriedly wrote a line on it, tied it to the pigeon's leg, and let it fly out.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Xin dropped his pen, raised his foot and chased after Ye Qing.

……

Ye Fu,

Ye Qianxue followed her father to the hall, listening to her father's instructions, Ye Qing was always inseparable from the topic, asking her to walk around with Ye Qing more, this annoyed her,
And then,
The carrier pigeon flew back, Ye Qianxue took the carrier pigeon, opened the letter paper, her eyes were red immediately, and she almost lost her breath.

The content of the letter is just a paragraph,

"Pigeons are too thin to taste good. Baiyeshan Flower and Bird Collecting pigeons are cheap, fat and big, and only ten spirit stones are needed for one."

Ye Qing, you Ye Qing, you eat my carrier pigeons, and you are picky about fat and thin!

Ye Qianxue was gnashing her teeth in anger, she wished she could rush to the disciple garden right now, and fight Ye Qing desperately.

"Qianxue, what did Xiaofan say?"

Seeing Ye Qianxue's strange behavior, Ye Zhuang couldn't help asking curiously.

"He's not coming, he's full of pigeons."

Ye Qianxue said angrily.

"What eats pigeons and is full?"

Ye Zhuang didn't understand,

"Father, Ye Qing likes to eat roasted pigeons recently, he doesn't like our food."

The more Ye Qianxue thought about Ye Qing, the angrier she became, and she tore up the letter paper fiercely.

"In that case, let's eat first."

Ye Zhuang turned his eyes, guessing that the two juniors were having an awkward fight, he smiled indistinctly at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't mention it wisely, and turned around to greet the chores and serve the dishes.

(End of this chapter)