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Chapter 1570 Happy

"quick!"

In anxiety, Yue Feng couldn't help shouting: "Su Shengfei ran away, catching him back ..."

After that, Yue Feng's eyes were dark, and he was paralyzed on the ground. He was stabbed two swords before, and he lost too much blood. Even if Yue Feng had a powerful internal force guard, he couldn't hold it.

...

At this moment, Long Xiang'er's body flashed and rushed over quickly. A handful of supporting Yue Feng: "You are too weak, the healing is tight, the kind of despicable villain, to live for a few days."

When talking about this, Long Xiang'er's face was serious. Compared with Su Shengfei, Yue Feng's safety was more important. After all, he was the Long Zun of the Dragon.

At this moment, Meihui was unlocked and ran over quickly. The exquisite face was full of concerns: "Brother, what about you?"

call!

Yue Feng took a deep breath and comforted him with a smile: "It's okay, can't die!"

Speaking, Yue Feng looked at Zheng Chunqiu, who was still in a coma: "How about Zheng?"

Meihui checked in the past. The response said: "It's just fainting, it's okay for the time being."

Hearing this, Yue Feng was at ease.

"Yue Feng!"

At this time, Long Qianyu came over, with a delicate face, full of shame: "Before we ... I misunderstood you."

At the same time, other masters of the surrounding ancestors were embarrassed. Speaking of which, if Long Xiang'er arrived in time. Everyone killed Yue Feng mistakenly, and was almost destroyed by the king of Guangping.

Yue Feng smiled bitterly without responding.

At this time, Long Xiang'er took out a fiery red elixir and handed it to Yuefeng: "This is the Long Lingdan of our Dragon family, which is very strange to treat the injury."

Yue Feng took the elixir and swallowed it without thinking.

call!

After a while, after swallowing Long Lingdan, Yue Feng only felt the pain of sword injury, and suddenly reduced a lot, and his body gradually recovered his strength.

Seeing that Yue Feng was in danger, Long Xiang'er relieved, and then seriously said: "Long Zun, now the situation in the Kyushu mainland is unstable.

Speaking, Long Xiang'er looked at the young dragon lying on the side, his eyes were full of distress.

I saw that in order to protect Yue Feng, the young dragon was full of wounds. The blood was dripping on the scales. Although there was no worries of life, it was extremely weak. It took at least a few months to recover.

"this...."

Yue Feng hesitated and said slowly: "So, you take the dragon back, I still have a lot of things to do, so I don’t go with you."

Although King Guangping's weather army was just defeated, it was impossible to provoke war in a short time, but there was another Jed. I heard that Jede had occupied the Rakshasa's residence and was preparing to enter the Kyushu continent. It can be said that it can be said.

Today, the Kyushu continent is at the time of storms. At this critical moment, he must not leave.

"Long Zun!"

Long Xiang'er was in a hurry, and the eyebrows were locked: "You did so much for the Kyushu mainland, but how did you treat you from the Kyushu mainland? How many people want to replace you, or even maliciously slander.

Give you, you are dead. "

"What else can you love such a ruthless Kyushu rivers and lakes?"

well!

When I heard this, Yue Feng smiled bitterly and said slowly: "I understand what you said. But as a Kyushu, I can't always watch the homeland being destroyed without indifferent."

Seriously, Yue Feng wanted to let Long Xiang'er pass his words and let the emperor of the Dragon people send a strong one. Help Kyushu mainland, but thought of the grievances of the dragons and human beings, they still gave up.

"All right!"

Seeing that Yue Feng's attitude was resolute, Long Xiang'er did not insist on, greeted dozens of dragon strong people. With the injured young dragon, he quickly left, and in a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the sight of everyone.

As soon as the front foot left, Long Qianyu and the surrounding master of Zongmen also left. Jeed has captured the Rakshas' residence, and soon invaded Kyushu. He must hurry back and deploy defense.

"Little sister!"

Watching everyone left, Yue Feng took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and said at Mei Hui: "Let's go, let's go with you first, and the end of the world."

After so long, Ren Yingying and Dasheng them should be with the help of Lu Dongbin. Successfully recovered their strength.

Um!

Mei Hui responded, and took Zheng Chunqiu with Yue Feng, and walked towards the distance.

... ...

One day later, the Emperor City of Nanyun Mainland!

On the dragon chair in the palace hall, the empress quietly sat there. A gorgeous dragon robe will show the tight figure and show the fullness.

Long Qianyu stood quietly on the side of the empress, wearing a purple golden skirt, beautiful face, a trace of dignity.

On both sides of the hall, the civil and military officials are neatly standing there. One by one is serious.

After Long Qianyu returned to Nanyun continent yesterday, he told the Queen in detail and learned that the hundreds of thousands of troops of King Guangping were defeated. The queen was very happy.

It is reported that Jed led nearly a million deaths and assembled on the Nanyun border. At any time, attack may be launched.

At this time, the Queen convened a cultural and military officials to discuss how to resist Jed.

"You Ai Qing."

At this time, the emperor looked around, the red lips opened lightly, and said gently: "Jeed's death army. If you are small, what kind of good strategy do you have?"

The sound is not loud, but it spreads throughout the main hall.

Her voice was very light, but she gave people an indispensable majesty.

Well!

The words fell, the Minister of Culture and Military, present.

Some advocate actively attacking, and some suggestions for defense. For a time, the word and military and military officials each hold the word, and the argument cannot be issued.

Seeing this situation, the Emperor Xiu's eyebrows were locked, and it was very irritable.

"Um..."

Suddenly, the emperor's body trembled slightly, her slender waist was bent down, her vomiting a few times, her beautiful face, showing a trace of pain.

"Sister Huang, what's wrong with you?"

"His Majesty!"

"Come and ask the Taiyi."

Seeing this scene, whether it was Long Qianyu or the civilian ministers present, they were shocked and exclaimed. Then, someone went to call Taiyi.

The Queen at this time was also secretly confused.

What is going on? Just now it's okay. Why are you disgusting suddenly?!

Soon, Taiyi Sun Liang hurriedly came. Under the gaze of the crowd, he pulled the queen.

"Sun Taiyi, what happened to my emperor?" Long Qianyu couldn't help asking.

Well!

At the same time, the eyes of the Minister of Culture and Martial Arts also gathered on Sun Liang, waiting for his response.

"His Majesty ... Her Majesty ..." Sun Liang was sweating, and he was very tangled.

At this time, Sun Zhichen was very surprised. Because of his clear diagnosis, the empress was happy, but how could the emperor died for many years, how could the Queen be pregnant?

"Sun Liang, what's wrong with me?" Seeing that he didn't say anything, the empress was a little impatient, and he couldn't help urging the Tao.

"His Majesty..."

Sun Liang took a step back, kneeling there, trembling: "Your Majesty .... You are happy!"

What?

Hearing this, whether it was Long Qianyu or the cultural and military officials present, it was a shock, and he stayed completely.

The queen also trembled, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

"Sun Liang!"

Finally, Long Qianyu reacted and said at Sun Liangjiao: "What are you talking nonsense? How many years have you ever collapsed, how could the emperor be happy?"
Chapter completed!
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