() Hongye knelt on the ground, holding Canglong's head and crying in silence. Chilong saw Qinglong's hands hanging down and retreating happily. Then he stood stiffly, without attacking Hongye, and his whole body was trembling constantly.

Canglong woke him up. This was the first time he called him "Dad". He saw his hand holding the magic knife shaking constantly, his face was constantly twisting, and the black air almost flooded his face. He strangled his throat with his left hand in pain, and his face slowly turned from black to purple. The golden light of the magic knife in his hand gradually weakened. After a while, he gasped and knelt down on the hilt of the knife.

"What did I do just now?" He looked at the magic knife he was holding with red eyes, with bright red blood on the blade. Sweat was constantly dripping from his forehead. When he looked up, he was shocked to see Canglong lying in Hong'e's arms, his face was pale, and his shirt was dyed with rouge, which was more dazzling than Hong'e's red clothes. The scenes that had just happened flashed in his mind, and he was so heartbroken that he couldn't speak.

Bailong fed Canglong a golden pill, then lifted his shirt, frowned, sighed heavily, then turned around and said sadly: "Now you believe what I said."

Qinglong's eyes were blurred, and he held his head and regretted it.

After a while, Bai Long let out a sigh, stood up and said depressedly: "It was almost two points to hit the vital point. The dragon clan's golden elixir can only save his life. He was hit by the demon sword. The demonic energy had invaded the internal organs. I had sealed his acupoints to prevent the demonic energy from flowing in the body anymore. However, if he did not expel the demonic energy as soon as possible, he might eventually die because the demonic energy attacked his heart."

Hong'e heard it and said in tears: "Is there any way to drive away the demonic energy in his body?"

Bai Long pondered for a moment and said, "He is still young and cannot force out the demonic energy, so he can only rely on external forces. Although our internal strength is strong, the demonic energy of this demon sword is very domineering. If we force it out, we are afraid that all the internal organs will be broken. Now, perhaps only the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven, the Lingshan Mountain, the Divine Mountain Ghost can save him. She has the power to resurrection and can revive him."

Chilong, who was standing aside, interjected and said, "That's great! I'll take him to Lingshan to find her right away."

Bailong said with a difficult face, "But I'm afraid she may not agree to save him."

Hong'e asked in confusion: "Why? What conditions do she want? I can exchange my life!"

Bailong shook his head and said, "If she wants to save Canglong, there are no conditions needed."

Chilong said in confusion: "Then why would she refuse to save Canglong?"

Bailong said embarrassedly: "Because I had confessed to her, I was afraid that she would not save the Dragon Clan people because of this."

Chilong sighed and said, "Then...is there any other way?"

Bailong frowned and said, "Another very risky method is the spiritual energy on the Holy Demon Mountain. However, there are both good and bad spiritual energy. Bad spiritual energy will suck your true energy and corrode your bones; good ones can greatly increase your ability and help him force out the demonic energy in his body."

When Chi Long heard this, he was very worried and couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, "Is this really God's will?"

"Does the Holy Demon Mountain have anything to do with the Holy Demon?" Qinglong said depressedly, "I'll beg him. My father saved him back then, and hoped that he would take action to save Canglong."

Chi Long said in shock: "He almost killed Cang Long before! He wanted to destroy the Dragon Clan! How could you beg him?"

Qinglong said excitedly: "Canglong is my son. I can save him whatever I want!"

Chilong said with anger, blushing and hot-eared eyes: "You...you are simply unreasonable!"

Bai Long waved his hand, and stopped arguing, and then said calmly: "If Ding Yao said the truth, Canglong should be able to overcome this disaster."

Qinglong said with a dark face: "What did she say?"

Chilong said dejectedly: "She said that Canglongri will become the lord of the dragon clan in the future."

Qinglong looked stunned and thought to himself: "If Canglong would become the Dragon Lord, wouldn't I be a villain now? I have done so many things and harmed him!" Turning his head to look at Canglong who was still unconscious, he had already made up his mind.

"I'll take him to the Holy Demon Mountain." Qinglong walked over and picked up Canglong from Hong'e's arms.

Bailong said solemnly: "The Holy Demon Mountain is a place where the gods stop. It is almost impossible to be very careful."

Qinglong twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I will save him even if I have fought for my life." Then he lowered his head and looked at Canglong lovingly and said, "Dad will definitely save you!" After that, he hugged Canglong and jumped into the air, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Chilong turned around and looked at the Yanhuang Demon Sword left by Qinglong on the ground, and the blade was completely lost.

Bailong said disdainfully: "This is a resentful evil knife. If you stay in the world, you will only harm more." As he said that, he had already wrapped the knife in his arms and turned around and walked towards the Dragon Palace.

At this time, most of the dragon clan in the square had scattered, and the rest were surrounded in every corner, discussing what had just happened.

After Lan Ruo finished dancing his sword, Xinhe led her to sit aside. She was dispersed by the crowd just now. Finally, she found her in a corner and hugged in the crowd. She turned around and saw that the Red Dragon had fallen back to the ground without any obstacles. So she dragged Lan Ruo and walked forward. Honge's tears were not dry and her body was stained with blood. The Red Dragon lowered her head and remained silent. She knew something was wrong.

Lan Ruo was still young and didn't understand the reason, so he asked childishly: "Dad, what happened to Uncle Qinglong just now? Isn't he Canglong's father? Why did he kill him?"

Xin He was stunned for a moment, glanced at Honge who was kneeling on the ground, then pulled Lan Ruo's sleeve and said, "Uncle just practiced the knife and accidentally hurt Canglong, so he took him to see the imperial doctor. We must be careful when we dance the sword in the future, know if it is?"

Lan Ruo said "Oh" and nodded without understanding.

After hearing this, Hong'e couldn't help but cry and shed tears. She thought that a good wedding would end up like this.

Chi Long walked over to comfort her and said, "Bai Long has said that Cang Long will be fine, let's go back and wait for news." As soon as he said "we", he suddenly remembered Ding Yao, so he turned to ask Xinhe: "Where is Miss Ding?"

Xinhe was stunned for a moment, saving Ding Yao and Canglong from sitting together. It was too chaotic just now, and now she noticed that she was not with everyone, so she calmed down and said, "Will she go back first? Let's go back to the general's mansion to take a look."

Chilong nodded, so he helped Honge up, and the four of them carefully walked over the ruins of the high platform and towards the general's mansion.

Suddenly, someone shouted in panic on the west side: "Look!"

Everyone looked at the horizon in the east, and saw a thick stream of blood-red fog rolling towards the square.

Chi Long immediately grabbed Xinhe and Honge beside him and said in a deep voice: "Everyone follow me, don't get separated!"

Lan Ruo leaned close to her mother and asked curiously: "Mom, what is that?"

Xinhe said in surprise: "I don't know, don't walk away with my mother!"

The red fog rolled faster and faster, and in a blink of an eye, it had covered a corner of the square. A chaotic voice came from the thick fog. A group of dragon tribes that had dispersed before ran out of the fog, shouting loudly as they ran: "Everyone, run quickly! Hide!"

Hearing this, Chilong dragged the three of them and immediately turned his head to run towards the Dragon Palace in the north.

Some Yinglong tribes who were left behind made a few dragon roars, bowed their bodies, stretched out their long wings behind them, and then flew into the thick fog with weapons in their hands. Several Chilong tribes were not willing to be outdone, and shouted loudly, pulled out the meteor hammer and rushed into the fog.

Seeing this, Kulong and Balong immediately jumped into the air, trying to go around behind the thick fog to see what happened. Unexpectedly, when people looked down from the sky, the fog was actually a hundred miles long, rolling from the east, and there was no end at all.

Balong's nostrils sprayed and said, "Damn it! What a trick!"

Cool Dragon took a deep breath and said, "It seems that someone is going to take action first."

Ba Long asked resolutely: "Who are you talking about?"

Cool Dragon sneered coldly, "Holy Demon."

Balong gasped and did not dare to speak any more, but just stared at the bottomless sea of ​​fog under his feet.

The entire square was instantly swallowed by red fog, and the sky was dyed dark red, very strange.
Chapter completed!