"In order to successfully win the fortune of Your Highness, King Wu made his ancestors vow that Dawu would not take a step into the Great Zhou within a hundred years."

The terrifying scene that year surged out from the depths of my mind again. Qin Yu, who was standing beside him, could no longer bear the emotions. He knelt in front of Zhou Yuan, hugged him tightly, and started to cry bitterly, crying heart-wrenchingly.

"Yuan'er! My poor son! I'm sorry to you!"

The cruel memories of that day were torn apart again. She clearly remembered that Zhou Yuan, who had just been born, was placed on the altar arranged by King Wu as a formation eye.

And in the altar, there is a newly born pair of children of King Wu.

However, one is taken away and two are getting.

The deprivation of luck is like the peeling of flesh and blood, and the pain is unimaginable.

At that time, Qin Yu had just had a happy son, but could only watch his child suffer endless pain in the cold altar, crying hoarsely.

That kind of despair and powerlessness almost made her faint at that time.

Puff.

Because of the excitement of mood, Qin Yu's cheeks instantly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spew out, dyeing Zhou Yuan's hair red.

"Mother?! What's wrong with you?" Zhou Yuan was shocked and hurriedly helped Qin Yu wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The Qin Master, who was beside him, quickly walked up, his palms emitted a gentle aura, pouring in from Qin Yu's spiritual cover to help her stabilize the qi and blood in her body. He glanced at Qin Yu, who was pale, and then sighed to Zhou Yuan: "Your Highness, don't blame the king and the queen for failing to protect you. The king tried everything back then and almost died in battle."

"The Queen even injected her own essence and blood into your body after you were deprived of your luck, and then she was transfused to you every year. Only then can her high school live to this day, but the Queen also paid a huge price for this. Every time she transfused blood, she will reduce her life by three years. In twelve years, she has reduced her life by 36 years, and her vitality is severely damaged. Now she has a lifespan of less than ten years."

"What?! What did you say?!"

When Zhou Yuan heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning, and his eyes were full of blood. Even though he had heard that his luck was taken away, he had never had such a strong emotional fluctuation. After all, these things happened when he was young and didn't remember anything, so he did not have a strong sense of belonging to the so-called "holy dragon luck". Even if he was deprived of it, he was just a little shocked.

The Wu family designed him for a hundred years. Although he had a stir in his heart, he could suppress it. However, they forced his mother who loved him to the point of exhaustion of life, which made Zhou Yuan feel an uncontrollable murderous intent for the first time.

Therefore, when he heard Master Qin's words at this time, Zhou Yuan could no longer maintain his emotions, and his blood was rushing towards his brain frantically, making his face turn blood red, and his pretty and tender face turned a little ferocious.

"Wu family, how dare you persecute my mother! It's so damn!"

Zhou Yuan was trembling all over, his eyes were blood red, and a surge of anger and murderous intent surged from his heart.

Zhou Qing picked up Qin Yu and asked her to lean on the jade couch. At this time, his hair seemed to be pale at this time, and his majestic momentum disappeared. He said in a mute tone: "There is luck in the world. If the Wu family has a weak foundation, if you want to establish a country, extend your future generations, and shock the world, you must need enough luck to support it. And your holy dragon luck is the best thing."

"The King of Wu took away your luck and gave it to his son and daughter. Since then, Dawu has protected him with dragons and phoenixes, and the country is prosperous. The prosperity of the Dawu Dynasty is all because it has taken away your luck."

"And the holy dragon luck you possessed was forcibly plundered by the python's life, and naturally a strong resentment aura. The King of Wu deliberately sealed this resentment aura into your body, thus forming the resentment aura. It swallows your essence and blood and continues to grow, until one day it matures and explodes, and will completely swallow your vitality."

"At the same time, your holy dragon's roots were broken, and the eight natural veins disappeared. Until today, the eight veins have not appeared again. The road to cultivation is difficult..."

Zhou Qing's voice was desolate, and there was endless powerlessness in it. It was hard to imagine how desperate that day was for them.

That day, the pythons outside the city roared together, and the rays of light were shining, and they took advantage of the situation to transform.

That day, the holy dragons in the city whine, turning into blue smoke and dispersed.

This is the python swallowing the dragon.
Chapter completed!