Long Ze said: "Wu Shuang Niece, just say whatever you have."

I said, "Flying Eagle once practiced the Ten Thousand Evil Demonic Art. Once it was cultivated, it would not only be invincible, but also recovered very quickly. The Dragon King should not have the intention to harm others, but also beware of others. When the Flying Eagle was in trouble, I still couldn't bear to look back on my demon clan. When I was at peace, I should be worried about danger. I would also ask the Dragon King and Lu Shiwang, Brother Bai Shi, to be careful."

The father was slightly stunned and said, "It's not unreasonable for my son to worry about it. But will my son worry about it all?"

I said seriously: "Are you worried about the world for the time being? But it is necessary to be aware of danger in times of peace. Why does the Dragon King think?"

Long Ze nodded: "Wu Shuang's niece said it very well. The niece picked up the flying eagle at all times, but what are the traces of beads and silk horses?"

I said, "That's not. It's just that Tie Shuangying's reaction just now was a bit strange. I think it's because of some reliance. Otherwise, even if they have ten courage, they wouldn't have the courage to speak ruthlessly."

Bai Qi was slightly stunned and said, "What Shimei reminded me is that the Wansha Demonic Art is indeed terrifying. Even I was still scared in that battle back then."

Lu Jie said disdainfully: "The Wansha Demonic Art also requires the right time, place, and people. How can you practice it? The flying eagle has made the princess half-dead, so why bother to kill them? If you have to forgive others, forgive others."

Hey, Lu Jie is accusing me of killing all the flying eagles and deliberately making tricks on the crowd.

I turned my head and said to the Dragon King, "Tie Zheng has two sons, Tie Xuanyu and Tie Xuanfeng. We have not seen Tie Xuanfeng for thousands of years, right?"

Everyone was shocked, and naturally thought that after the Flying Eagle and the Phoenix Clan, the Eagle King Tieheng disappeared for seven thousand years. He claimed to be in seclusion and practiced in seclusion. However, he would not have to be in seclusion for so many years. After Tieheng came out of seclusion, he began to kill. Later, everyone realized that Tieheng had practiced the Ten Thousand Evil Demonic Art, and the idle people were no match for at all. Even Long Ze, the late-stage strength of the Daluo Jinxian in the past, was also a quarrel.

There was a moment of Qingning in the hall, even Long Ze's face was a little solemn.

Even Lu Zhantian was slightly moved: "Tie Xuanfeng has indeed not appeared for more than three thousand years."

"Can it be..." Everyone's faces looked a little ugly. How terrifying is the Wansha Demon Art. Anyone who participated in the bloody battle back then was still scared. It was definitely a sea of ​​corpses, blood, and Yuan Ruo's hell on earth.

The leaders of all demon clans in the hall were no longer calm. In addition to the Dragon King of Four Seas, all the leaders of all demon clans in Muze Longzhou looked fearful. They all wanted to "kill them by mistake, but not let them go."

Long Ze was a little hesitant.

Long Moran looked at me with a discomfort and said coldly: "Princess Feng, do you say Tie Xuanfeng practices the magic skills, is there any evidence?"

I understand the thoughts of the Dragon Clan. Over the years, Feiying has been following the leader of the Dragon Clan and has done a lot of things to take the blame. Feiying is the most sharp ace lackey in the hands of the Dragon Clan. Feiying is also loyal to the Dragon Clan, useful and obedient. The Dragon Clan cannot kill its own lackey just because of my words. Because I have an irreconcilable conflict with Feiying. It is understandable that Long silently criticizes me for instigating disagreement.

I smiled faintly: "The prince forgives his crime, just treat me as an exaggeration and instigate the disagreement."

Long Moran stared at me unhesitantly.

But I didn't look at him. Today I was in Shangyang Palace, and I rarely looked at Long Moran. Occasionally, I was just a righteous and normal communication.

The father quickly said, "Wushuang does not have definite evidence, but it is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist. Of course, if His Royal Highness does not believe it, it is nothing. Just pretend that we have not made any statement."

The father and king said it, but he said it, but instead embarrassed Long Moran. The Phoenix clan was kindly reminded without grudges before, and the Dragon clan still questioned his intentions. It was indeed disheartening.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little cold, Lu Zhantian said, "Your Highness, when will you marry the Crown Princess? Are we waiting for Your Highness's wedding banquet?"

I glanced at Lu Zhantian and said nothing.

But my father stared at Lu Zhantian, and his hands holding the golden cups had blue veins. I held my father's hand and signaled him not to get angry.

Lu Zhantian smiled at me: "The Wushuang niece is indeed one of the top goddesses in the demon clan. But I think the eldest niece is still slightly worse than Princess Jin Chan of the fifth heaven. For the future of my demon clan, I can only feel wronged with the eldest niece."

This old thing!

I smiled sweetly: "The Hu Jun said it very well. How can we covet the throne of the Crown Princess? I have also seen Princess Jin Chan of the fifth heaven. She is indeed born with His Royal Highness. Looking at the entire heaven, I am afraid that only Princess Jin Chan is worthy of our Princess."

As soon as I said this, I attracted many people's attention.

I looked straight and calmly tasted the Dragon Clan’s wine.

If a god who has lived tens of thousands of years without even such concentration, it would be a waste of his life to be so old.

I also felt that Long Moran's eyes were circling on my face, but he didn't look at him. He was still sitting dignified and generous, not forcing himself to be arrogant, nor flinched and embarrassed, but just lazily admired everyone's expressions.

Long Ze's voice sounded: "It's really nonsense. Princess Jin Chan is the daughter of the Emperor Donghua, and she has never had any contact with the Dragon Clan. How can she become the future Dragon Queen of my dragon clan? According to my king's opinion, she can still be able to bear the status of the Dragon Clan. "

I said, "The Dragon King is so loving, Wushuang likes it very much. But how noble is the Dragon Queen? How could it be like a arrogant person like me?"

Long Ze said: "Does the niece blame me and the prince?"

"Wushuang dared not. Since I saw His Highness the Crown Prince and Princess Jin Chan, I realized that Wushuang is really a frog in the well. His Highness the Crown Prince and Princess Jin Chan are a pair made in nature." I looked at Long Ze lightly, then at Long Moran, and my tone was so sincere that I couldn't be sincere anymore, "When will the Crown Princess Jin Chan be married? We are really impatient to the Dragon Clan people."

Long Moran was as expressionless as before, but just stared at me with a cold look.

"Is this your truth?" Long Moran spoke.

I said: "Natural."

Long Moran sneered and put down the wine cup in his hand, "Are you a fool?"

I shrugged helplessly and said, "What does Your Highness the Crown Prince mean? Could it be that I have to curse a shrew, and continue to pester your highness and beat him up, so that your highness can be happy?"

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