The sound of angry shouting was like thunder, falling from the distant mid-air.
When the voice fell, Long Linxiao, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly frowned!
When the four other emperors heard this voice, they all looked in astonishment——
If this voice is good, it must be His Majesty Dong Huang!!
Isn’t he dead??
How did you get here??
Everyone on the ancestral altar looked at him in surprise.
Only a dark figure was seen in mid-air, falling slowly from the void.
He is not as high-spirited as before, but his face is covered with stubble.
Those golden eyes were not only filled with anger, but also mixed with incomparable vicissitudes and killing.
After not being seen for many days, he seemed to be quite haggard.
However, with his sudden arrival, everyone still recognized him.
That……
It’s Donghuang!!
"His Majesty Dong Huang! It's actually His Majesty Dong Huang who is here!!"
"Isn't His Majesty Dong Huang dead? Why did he suddenly appear here?"
In all directions, people could not help but whisper, their voices full of shock.
Long Linxiao knelt on the ground and looked at the man who descended from the sky and slowly approached him step by step.
The whole heart is trembling.
His expression changed drastically.
He blurted it out subconsciously——
"Ghost...ghost!"
That day after he killed Aunt Wen, he couldn't sleep well for some reason.
Every day and every night, I almost dream of Aunt Wen coming to claim her life.
The life-seeking ghost in the dream was almost exactly the same as the one who came to find him that day.
Under such circumstances, Long Linxiao almost suffered a nervous breakdown.
He fell to his knees on the ground. Because he was too shocked and frightened, he kept rubbing the ground and retreating.
He was still murmuring faintly——
"ghost……"
"ghost……"
The whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone frowned and looked at Long Linxiao in surprise when they saw that Prince Long, who had been bossing around just now, had become so timid now.
Dai Mo, who was about to leave the ancestral altar just now, stopped and turned around with a surprised expression.
After a long while, she lifted her red lips and smiled brightly.
"Let me just say, Qingchen and Master Nianyue will not kill anyone..."
His Majesty Dong Huang looked at Long Linxiao and continued to press forward step by step.
He looked down at Long Linxiao who fell to the ground.
Killing shot out from his eyes.
Long Linxiao and Long Yi dared to exchange his biological son and make this impostor pretend to be his own son.
Damn it!
Anger burst out.
He suddenly went forward and attacked Long Linxiao.
Without the blood of Tianlong, Long Linxiao's body was extremely weak.
Coupled with the shock, he could hardly react at this moment, and he was already captured by Donghuang.
"Evil beast! Today, I will give an explanation to the people of the world and an explanation to my family!!"
Above the throat, that clear touch came over me.
Long Linxiao suddenly trembled all over.
His eyes widened and he saw the person in front of him clearly.
See clearly, this is the real Donghuang...
His face was as white as snow.
Then, he shouted anxiously.
"Father, it turns out you're not dead? My son thought you were killed by those two thugs. It's great that you're not dead!"
He continued to maintain his hypocritical attitude.
He is full of pride.
His Majesty the Eastern Emperor will definitely consider their friendship and let him go.
However, his words had just finished.
Donghuang, on the other hand, turned coldly.
The big palm suddenly released and threw Long Linxiao to the ground.
Let him hit it hard!!
A moment!
His Majesty Dong Huang suddenly took out a bright sword.
His eyes were shining with blood-colored scarlet.
He held a big knife and stabbed it into the back of Long Linxiao's hand without mercy.
"Beast! You should pay for the wrong things you did!!"
Heartbreaking pain came over me.
Long Linxiao suddenly felt excited.
He stared at Donghuang in horror.
"Father, I really didn't know you were still alive. It's all my fault for misinformation. My son has been thinking about it day and night. He dreamed that you gave him a dream and asked him to ascend the throne. He didn't really want to usurp the throne today.
Yes."
"Even now, you still haven't repented. Let me ask you, Dragon Slayer Team, what is this?" Donghuang raised his head, looking at Long Linxiao with his cold golden eyes, as if he were looking at a dead person.
.
Long Linxiao's heart trembled.
"What kind of dragon-slaying team, I don't know, father!"
He said, as if he suddenly realized something, his eyes lit up.
"I understand, father, it must be that woman named Qingchen and Mr. Nianyue who are talking nonsense to you! I didn't expect that they would be so vicious until their death!"
Long Linxiao had never doubted the news of the death of Master Nianyue and Qingchen.
After all, his dragon-slaying team was designed to target Mr. Nian Yue.
He just wanted to put all the responsibility on those two people.
Among the crowd, Concubine Shu felt greatly relieved when she heard the name 'Qingchen'.
That girl...
He is really dead after all...
She couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
However, the breath has not been completely released yet.
From a distance, a joking and clear laughter came.
"Who do you think is dead?"
The sound dropped.
In mid-air, another gust of hunting wind blew up.
Everyone looked up again.
I only saw three figures standing proudly on top of a huge flying beast.
Dai Mo had already sharply recognized the leader of the three.
His breathing suddenly became rapid, and he shouted urgently.
"Qingchen!! Miss Qingchen is back!!"
"I just said, how could Miss Qingchen die? How could she assassinate His Majesty the Eastern Emperor??"
Concubine Shu's palm holding the wine glass suddenly swayed.
The wine in his hand spilled out completely uncontrollably.
Long Linxiao, on the other hand, looked at the three people slowly approaching from the void, his face turned ashen.
Those three people included not only Yue Qingchen and Master Nianyue, but also Donghou!
Standing at the back of the flying beast, his whole face was glowing red.
Where is the slightest sign of serious injury?
Long Linxiao suddenly realized that something was wrong and took two steps back.
Then he spoke harshly.
"It's you! You're not dead!!"
"If we die, how can we watch the grand ceremony of Your Majesty's enthronement today?" Yue Qingchen said with a slight smile.
Long Sijue didn't even want to look at Long Linxiao.
From beginning to end, there was never such a person in his eyes.
He just fell off the flying beast and hugged Yue Qingchen down from one side.
At this moment, His Majesty the Eastern Emperor seemed to be very passionate.
My son and wife are here.
Today is a rare opportunity, he has to express himself well!!
His eyes narrowed slightly.
He mercilessly pulled out the sword again and stabbed the back of Long Linxiao's other hand.
Long Linxiao's body was extremely weak and he was almost powerless to resist.
He just fell to the ground, screaming in pain.
"Father! I am your son! You can't treat me like this! You can't listen to outsiders' slander and treat me like this!" He roared angrily.
Donghuang smiled coldly.
"My son? What do you deserve?"
After he finished speaking, he was full of energy and spoke into the void.
"My son, this is the only one..."
He stretched out his hand and pointed at a man in a black robe and a golden mask not far away.