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Looking at Ye Erniang who was unconscious and with three scars on her face, Ye Long frowned slightly.

In the end, she secretly used Shen Zhao Jing to help restore Ye Erniang's injuries.

After Ye Erniang's injury stabilized, Ye Long put her down.

"Ling'er." Ye Long came to Ling'er, gently touched her jade face, and then sent some internal energy to her.

The medicinal effect of the sad breeze in Zhong Ling's body was quickly dissipated by Ye Long.

"Brother Dragon Lord!" Zhong Ling's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance. She straightened up, hugged Ye Long's neck, and kissed him with her sweet lips.

Ye Long didn't expect Zhong Ling to be so open-minded. He was a little embarrassed for a moment, but he calmed down quickly, raised his eyebrows at Mu Wanqing, and then immersed himself in the passionate kiss.

Ye Long quickly found a familiar feeling, the feeling of being in that world.

Zhong Ling at this time is her, she is Zhong Ling.

Mu Wanqing's eyes widened, and her beautiful eyes under the veil were full of shame and anger. Just kiss me, why are you provoking me? When she thought about it, Ye Long raised his eyebrows at her, which was a deep provocation.

You're just kissing me, it's like I haven't kissed you before, as if... I really haven't.

Wulin women have a clear distinction between love and hate, and they dare to love and hate.

Zhao Min's words just now silenced the women present. Now Zhong Ling is using actions to teach them how to fight for their own love as a woman.

After a long time, the two gradually separated and looked at each other, their eyes full of affection.

"Wait for me." Ye Long touched Zhong Ling's little head, and then walked towards Duan Yanqing.

"If you want to die, you still want to live." Ye Long looked at Duan Yanqing with a calm expression.

"Kill me..." Duan Yanqing raised his head and glanced at Ye Long. He felt that living in this world was meaningless.

Ye Long raised his eyebrows and looked deeply at Duan Yanqing.

"You don't want to take back the throne of Dali?" He secretly sent a message to Duan Yanqing.

If Ye Long wants to calm down the troubled times and unify the world, he must eventually confront the Dali Kingdom. In his world, Dali belongs to China. What he wants is not allies or submission, but the true annexation of Dali and the Dali Kingdom.

Incorporated into the territory of China.

And if Duan Zhengming always occupies the throne of Dali, and finally passes it to Duan Zhengchun, and then to Duan Yu, and Duan Yu is his cheap younger brother... it will be difficult for him to do it.

So I could only help Duan Yanqing secretly, let him regain the throne, and kill people with a borrowed knife, while I, the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, destroyed Dali.

Although the method is a bit cruel and unheroic.

But for the sake of world peace, he will do whatever it takes.

Even though he did it behind his back and stabbed his sworn brother, it was very shameful.

But Ye Long is not a chivalrous person, he wants to be an emperor!

And he didn't like Duan Yu in the first place...

Duan Yanqing suddenly raised his head and stared at Ye Long closely. The two of them looked at each other like this, but they were both thinking about what they wanted.

"You'd better kill me." Duan Yanqing lowered his head again.

"Back at Tianlong Temple, under the bodhi tree, the flowers are sloppy and Guanyin has long hair." Ye Long said again, his tone neither happy nor sad.

"View... Guanyin Bodhisattva!" Duan Yanqing stared at Ye Long, his eyes full of shock.

He could not imagine that this Dragon Lord actually knew what was going on outside Tianlong Temple! That was a day twenty years ago...

Now he can't forget that woman, she is Guanyin Bodhisattva, who gave him hope to live.

"You...you know she..." Duan Yanqing also transmitted the message, but he was already in tears and his voice was choked with sobs.

"Submit to me." Ye Long nodded silently, then turned and left.

He waved his hand, and the Wandering Dragon Sword flew back, fell into his hand, and then disappeared out of thin air.

"Plop!" Duan Yanqing slid down from the wall.

His chest was still bleeding, but he didn't care about his injuries. Without the crutches, he could only crawl.

He climbed to Ye Long's feet and hugged one of Ye Long's legs.
Chapter completed!