The name of Xiao Feng

Chapter 431 Death of the Southern Dragon King

As soon as Zi Yan returned to Gulong Island, Hei Qing, who was covered in sweat, greeted her.

"Master Dragon Emperor."

He tilted his head left and right to look behind Zi Yan, and asked, "Where's little brother Xiao Feng?"

"Is something wrong?"

Zi Yan took a look at Hei Qing, then walked in, "Where is the Elder Elder?"

"The Great Elder is in the back mountain!"

Hei Qing responded swiftly, and slipped away like oil on his feet.

Zi Yan changed direction and walked towards the back mountain.

Half of Gulong Island is covered with mountains, and with the mountains as the dividing line, a restricted area is drawn, called the back mountain, where only elders can approach.

Zi Yan flipped through the hills and saw a group of elders headed by the Great Elder in front of the ancestral mausoleum worshiping their ancestors, she couldn't help frowning.

They sensed Zi Yan's approach, but no one turned their heads. They all bowed in front of the ancestral mausoleum with solemn expressions, praying in low voices.

On the high platform, the three sticks of incense had already been half burned, and the light blue incense smoke curled up and gradually dissipated amidst the murmurs of the crowd.

The burning of incense and the sound of prayers continued.

Zi Yan watched from a distance, did not approach, stood there quietly, and continued to walk towards the elders until the last incense was burned out three quarters of an hour later.

"Master Dragon Emperor."

Everyone got up, turned to look at Zi Yan, and bowed to greet her at the same time.

"Ah."

Zi Yan nodded in response, and then looked at the Great Elder, "The ancient dragons of Taixu have not yet been unified, and the ancient dragon island has been divided into four. The matter between me and Xiao Feng is temporarily suppressed."

The Great Elder looked around, frowned, took a few steps towards Zi Yan, and asked in a low voice, "Zi Yan, you are the orthodox Dragon Emperor, and the matter of blood is also a major issue for our Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. Then Xiao Feng The talent is not too bad, and you two are in love with each other, and you can settle the matter as soon as possible, and it will save us old guys from worrying."

Zi Yan lowered her eyes, and after a moment of silence, "Father is not dead, I have to wait for him to come back."

"The former emperor's cultivation is as high as the sky, so no one can hurt him."

The Great Elder sighed, "But no one knows when he will return. You can't keep procrastinating, can you?"

"I've made up my mind."

Zi Yan didn't give in at all, "After half a month, we will send troops to Nanlong Island."

After finishing speaking, Zi Yan turned and left.

A group of elders looked at me and I looked at you, each with helpless expressions on their faces.

They had just finished muttering to their ancestors that this generation of Dragon Emperor had awakened early and would soon continue the incense, but Zi Yan refused to admit it, and they, the elders, had nothing to do except to be anxious.

Time flies, and ten days pass in the blink of an eye.

Zi Yan left the palace and came to an underground palace.

"Lord Dragon Emperor!"

Seeing Zi Yan approaching, more than a dozen members of the Taixu Gulong tribe who guarded the underground palace hurriedly saluted.

"Ah."

Zi Yan nodded, "Is he still unwilling to give in?"

The leader responded, "Yes, he said he only wanted to die."

"Begging to die?"

Zi Yan raised her eyebrows and snorted coldly, "Open the door."

The man nodded in agreement, and quickly opened the entrance of the underground palace, revealing a corridor extending downwards, Zi Yan raised her feet and walked there.

The corridor is long and narrow, and Zi Yan's pace is not slow, and it took half a quarter of an hour to reach the underground palace.

In the cell facing the corridor, there was a man whose limbs were bound by iron chains.

It was the South Dragon King.

At this moment, he no longer has the magnificence of that day, his eyes are lifeless, and he looks like he is going to die at any moment.

"You came……"

Seeing Zi Yan appearing here, Nanlong King's eyes glowed with a gleam. He opened his mouth and rolled his Adam's apple a few times before making a very hoarse voice, "The winner is the king and the loser, what are you humiliating me like this?" mean?"

Zi Yan looked at the South Dragon King calmly, and said coldly, "Ants steal your life, I will give you a chance to live."

The South Dragon King laughed, and the pride of the day reappeared on his face, and then the smile gradually disappeared, turning into a deep bitterness, "This is the end, so what can I do when I look back? I can't even look down on myself!"

He struggled a bit, as if he wanted to stand up, but his injuries were too serious, so he couldn't stand up after all.

He looked at Zi Yan, "Take my head away, maybe it will help you conquer Nanlong Island. The people living there are innocent, I hope you can treat them kindly."

"The same are Taixu ancient dragons, and I am the Dragon Emperor, so I should treat them equally."

Zi Yan looked at the South Dragon King, "Any last words?"

The Southern Dragon King was silent for a long time, then shook his head lightly, "Let's do it."

...

After walking out of the underground palace, Zi Yan paused at the entrance of the underground palace, looked back at the dark corridor behind her, and said, "Find a place in the ancestral veins, and erect a monument without words for him."

"Yes!"

The guard immediately responded respectfully.

Zi Yan withdrew her gaze and walked slowly towards the Dragon Emperor's Palace.

She sat quietly by the window, watching the sky outside, and remained motionless until sunset.

"what happened?"

A familiar voice sounded beside her ears, and just as Zi Yan turned her head, she saw that a cup of tea had been handed to her.

"Xiao Feng?"

Zi Yan took the teacup, slightly surprised, "Why did you come out?"

"yesterday."

Xiao Feng carried the stool and sat beside Zi Yan, "I heard that you are in retreat, so I didn't come to disturb you."

"In your soul..."

Zi Yan turned around and was facing Xiao Feng, before she could finish speaking, he interrupted again.

"Don't mention anything else."

Xiao Feng pointed to the setting sun outside the window, "The sun will eventually set, just like life will eventually wither."

Zi Yan hummed lightly, holding the teacup in both hands, and remained silent.

"Try it."

Xiao Feng pointed to the teacup with his chin, "The taste of tea can soothe the mind. If you still feel uncomfortable, let's beat the West Dragon King and the North Dragon King together to vent our anger."

"What does it have to do with them?"

Zi Yan took a sip of tea, smiled lightly, and her mood improved a lot.

"It doesn't need to be related."

Xiao Feng held Zi Yan's hand, "Haven't you heard of the punching bag?"

Zi Yan just looked at Xiao Feng's face and remained silent.

The last ray of sunlight dissipated, the moon rose, and the moonlight filled the entire Gulong Island.

In a mountain range, a bonfire was burning brightly.

Under the light of the fire, Xiao Feng and Zi Yan were sitting side by side, and they were grilling something.

"Spicy food?"

"Don't eat."

"Well, try it."

"It's delicious."

Xiao Feng tilted his head and looked at Zi Yan, who looked gentle, and said with a little loss, "I prepared some towels for you to wipe your saliva."

Zi Yan rolled her eyes at Xiao Feng, "Why don't you eat?"

Xiao Feng was busy brushing oil on the skewers, grinning and said, "Just this little stuff is not enough for you alone, how do we divide it?"

Zi Yan's face was serious, and she said coldly, "Someone ate all my medicinal materials when I was in the extreme north."

"Cough cough cough..."

Xiao Feng clutched his chest and coughed badly, turned his head to see Zi Yan's face, and smiled apologetically, "The oil is heavy, the smoke is a bit choking."

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