Chapter 1782 (2/2)
He raised the sole of his foot and trampled on it mercilessly. The head of the purple dragon was almost crushed by the trampling, and the blood spattered, which was terrible.
Zilong's body struggled desperately, but Luoxiu's foot was like an ancient mountain, which could not move her.
”Presumptuous! Even if the empress wants to call me uncle, how dare you talk to me like that
Maybe he is too concerned about the life and death of purple dragon. The old man's attitude is very bad.
”Don't rely on your old age and sell your old age in front of me. If you didn't have some connections with my mother, I would have split you with one hand if you had just said so!” Roche drinks cold.
”You...” The old man was so angry that he did not dare to move.
After all, he is just an ordinary immortal with real combat power. He has not been able to reach the level of first-class immortal since ancient times.
Although he had lived for a long time, his strength was far inferior to that of Luo Xiu. If he wanted to be oppressed by his identity, he did not eat this set at all, which made him have to hold his breath.
”Keep the purple dragon alive, the conditions are up to you!”
All of a sudden, a voice seemed to come from the void. It didn't show up, but it was filled with Daoism, which shocked everyone.
No one knows where the sound came from. It's like it's coming from the sky. It's traceless.
However, Luoxiu looked directly at a certain direction and sneered, ”do you think I don't know if you hide there?””Hum!”
As Luo Xiu's voice dropped, a ripple spread out from the empty direction he was looking at, showing the figure of a middle-aged man.
At this time, the other side's eyes showed surprise, looking at Luoxiu, ”can you see my direction? What is the state of your road? ”
Obviously, this middle-aged man is a top-notch immortal of the Yuan Dynasty. He has mastered a kind of supreme rule.
However, Luoxiu was able to see through his position at a glance, which made him understand that Luoxiu's road realm was not lower than him.
”You want me to save his life, but he once wanted to kill me. I can't keep him!” Rochew gave a cold smile and a firm attitude.
As for the purple dragon, he trampled on his head and didn't even have a chance to speak. Like a humble mole ant, like a prisoner, he couldn't vent his anger.
”Everything has a room for discussion. As long as you put forward conditions, everything can be discussed.”
The middle-aged man did not explain anything. Obviously, the senior officials of the Yuan Dynasty all knew what Zilong had done.
What they want to do now is to do everything possible to save the life of Zilong, for fear of offending Luoxiu.
”It seems that some of the things he has done have been acquiesced by the senior officials of the original clan.”
Rochew's eyes narrowed, confirming his speculation.
However, this result made him feel a little cold. After all, he was the son of the empress, but this identity was far less important than the purple dragon in the eyes of the Yuan Dynasty.
Obviously, the Yuanshi people have high hopes for the purple dragon, because she has the blood of the Yuan Dynasty and the ancestral dragon. The two blood vessels are fused and mutated, and have the possibility of unlimited growth.
Relatively speaking, taroshu embarked on the road of taboo, and there would be no results. He was not valued by the Yuan Dynasty and could be understood.
If he did not go on the road of taboo, and can prove that his potential is better than the purple dragon, perhaps the Yuan Dynasty will try their best to win him over, rather than the current situation.
But how could he be the kind of person who changed himself in order to please others?
He is too lazy to pay attention to what others think of him. Why should others comment on the road he wants to take?
From ancient times to the present, the strong people of all ages have not been able to walk out of the taboo road of results. Is it doomed that Luoxiu can not walk out of a brilliant peak?
No, I can do it!
This is his faith!