Fei Yuan shouted excitedly, and some maids walking around and the messengers stopped. When they saw the Dragon Emperor walking out of the Longxi Pavilion, they knelt down on Jinghou.
Chu Moshang took a big step and walked to Fei Yuan's side.
"The Holy Land Hall, call on the Dragon Father and Elder, Venerable, I have something to announce."
"Feiyuan will do it right away."
Fei Yuan ran away, Chu Moshang stood in Longxi Pavilion, took a deep breath, and seemed not very comfortable with the coldness and brightness that suddenly came out.
In the Holy Land Hall, Longfu and the elders heard that the Dragon Emperor had left the confinement, and they all rushed over. When they entered the hall, the Dragon Emperor had already sat steadily on the Dragon Emperor's throne, with the back of the chair, majestic
Not to be violated.
The elders lined up on both sides, waiting for the Dragon Emperor to speak.
What puzzled everyone was that the first sentence that the Dragon Emperor actually asked about Zhi’s injuries.
"How is Zhi's injury?"
"end?"
Father Long frowned and replied in a low voice: "You can already speak, but you can't get out of bed."
"Let him stay in Heilongju to recuperate and don't leave."
The words of the Dragon Emperor made the elders look at each other. How could they not hear what this said? Even if they were fine, they could not leave the Black Dragon House. He was imprisoned.
Although Longfather and the elders were puzzled about making this decision for the sake of the Dragon Emperor, none of them dared to ask questions and nodded in response. They simply could not move for a year or two, and there was no difference between them and imprisonment.
But Chu Moshang's next words made the people in the hall feel a little uneasy.
"I'm leaving the holy land for a while, it won't be too long." A long voice came from the hall. Chu Moshang's tone was firm. It seemed that he had already made this decision.
"Leave the Holy Land?" Longfu's voice changed, and he seemed to be unprepared.
"When I was in seclusion, I thought a lot by myself..." Chu Moshang sighed lightly, stood up, walked slowly to Long's father, and looked up at his father.
"For tens of thousands of years, since I was sensible, you have told me that I am the future Dragon Emperor designated by the Dragon God, and I shoulder great missions and responsibilities. Therefore, I study, practice, and I am disdainful of hard work, and even without any distinction between day and night, and I am not tired.
Everyone is determined to move forward for this goal. The supreme power and status are the driving force for me to rise and return every day. This persistence seems to have become what everyone wants, making me obsessed with it for a long time, and was once confused, and even without this goal.
I don’t know what the meaning of existence is. It was not until I met a special person, Feng Zhilou. I realized that no matter how cold the heart is, it will be warm, and no matter how ruthless a person is, it will smile, and it is still OK in life.
There is something called emotion, happiness..."
Chu Moshang looked away and looked outside the hall. He didn't want to abandon this responsibility because he was not understood. Since he took it, he would continue to persevere. But... he hoped to have a chance to find it.
Things that were lost because of being addicted to supreme status.
"But at that time, while I was happy, I was also rejecting, believing that this kind of life should not belong to me. I peeked at things that I shouldn't have peeked, and I still firmly believed that the greatest success and greatest happiness were to become the Dragon Emperor, so I
I chose to neglect her, and even avoided her, until she was determined to be the Saint of Zhenwu, and a pure land in my heart was covered with the dust of interests."
"I know, the person you are talking about is Queen Dragon." Long's father responded in a low voice.
"No, it's Miss Fengqi."
Chu Moshang corrected the title of Longfu, Miss Fengqi is her, and Queen Long is just the fact that she has to accept for the holy land and for him. The plain woman never yearns for a high-ranking life.
Father Long lowered his head, his expression a little depressed.
"You want to find her back? But she has become a demon and will endanger the holy land."
"She gave up everything for the holy land, but we can't give her anything. The demon is born from the heart. The reason why she can become a demon is not only because her skills cannot bear the supreme martial arts, but also the knot of her heart. You, everyone.
The elder, except for caring about her identity as the Saint of Zhenwu, no one really accepted her, but when she was so demonic, she did not hurt the holy land at all."
Chu Moshang decided to make an important decision for Feng Zhilou to leave the holy land that he had never given up. It was not the Dragon Emperor who was the holy land, nor the eldest son of the dragon and the majestic young master, but a man, Mr. Chu
, go find your wife.
Long's father was a little ashamed by Shang, but the fact is that, they just thought she was the Saint of Zhenwu and the key to the throne of the Dragon Emperor. If it weren't for Miss Fengqi, how could this happen?
Peaceful.
"Dragon Emperor, how long will it take to leave?" The elder of the West Wall did not want to say anything to stop him. He just wanted to know when the Dragon Emperor would come back.
"Maybe a month, maybe a year, but I will arrange everything, and if you do what I tell you, the Holy Land will be safe."
Chu Moshang imprisoned Nierongzhi in the Heilongjue, which was one of all arrangements. He had always suspected that Zhi had a close connection with the city of Salt Mang, otherwise how could the city of Salt Mang attack the holy land so accurately, a peeping dragon
How can a guy who refuses to give up in the position of Emperor, he is at ease with the identity of an ordinary dragon son?
"I will follow the instructions of the Dragon Emperor." Long Father knew that it was meaningless to dissuade him. The depression of the Dragon Emperor during this period had already explained everything. Miss Fengqi was indeed the key to the holy land. After leaving her, the holy land seemed to have lost its soul.
Chu Moshang slowly turned around and returned to the dragon throne.
"During my departure, all things will be temporarily handed over to Longfu and the Elder of Xibi. All decisions must be discussed in advance by Longfu and the Elder of Xibi before they can be implemented after the elders agree."
"As long as the order of the Dragon Emperor." Long's father responded. He understood Shang's intention to arrange this, and did not hand over Daquan's belly to Long's father because he was afraid that Long's father would have the desire to bear with Zhi.
After Chu Moshang finished speaking, he suddenly shook his arms. The golden Dragon Emperor brocade robe fell off his body, revealing the light blue ordinary robe. This robe was bought for him by Feng Zhilou back then, so that he could remind him.
,He is not Shang, but Master Chu.
As everyone's eyes watched, Chu Moshang walked out of the Holy Land Hall and walked towards the primrose. Along the way, the messengers and maids knelt down one after another, sending off the Dragon Emperor, Fei Yuan and Bai Er followed Chu Moshang without leaving a step.
.
When he arrived at the primrose, looking at the fragrant flowers and dancing colorful butterflies, Chu Moshang's heart had never been relieved like this. Only when he tried to put down this burden could he feel Miss Fengqi's free mood.
"You don't need to go with me this time." Chu Moshang turned around and looked at Fei Yuan and Bai Lu. This time he was traveling, he didn't need a follower.