Legend of the Asura

The two big light bulbs finally left, Feng Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes became lewd again: "Yaoer, Xiruo, Rourou, what should we, a man and three women, do?"

"Master, you can play whatever you want." Shui Rourou said softly, but a gloomy glint flashed unconsciously in her eyes.

Feng Xiao tried not to think about the other meaning of this sentence, and said to Feng Yao and Xi Ruo, who were blushing, "I'd better go and hand in the task first, you wait for me here first, and you will be back soon." After speaking, he took back Xingxing and Xiaobai, ran out of Fenglou, and ran towards Tianlong Palace.

"Sister Rourou, what's wrong with you?" Sensing Shui Rourou's strangeness, Feng Yao asked with concern.

"I don't know... I don't know why I feel a little uncomfortable. It feels like something important is about to be lost."

Tianlong Palace has always been heavily guarded, but today it seems to be a bit too strict. The number of guards and patrols has more than doubled, indicating that something big is about to happen in the palace. Feng Xiao shuttled through it as if entering no one's land, and soon arrived at the Imperial Study Room. To his surprise, the imperial study room was empty at this time. The guard at the gate told him that Emperor Tianlong was going to court at the main hall of Tianlong at this time.

Go to court? Is it morning time? Feng Xiao looked at the time suspiciously. At this time, Emperor Tianlong should be in the imperial study.

Feng Xiao quickly turned around and ran towards the imperial study room, guessing secretly along the way.

"Brother Feng, Emperor Tianlong may be dying soon." Xuanyuan Wan'er calmly said something that was not shocking or endless.

"What!?" Feng Xiao stopped abruptly. He never doubted Xuanyuan Wan'er's words.

"The last time you saw him, I learned from his memory that he didn't drink that drop of Qilin's blood, but gave it to Princess Shuiyue. Emperor Tianlong arranged everything in order to keep a clear mind. , used a banned drug that overdraws his vitality. Based on time, his lifespan should be just a few days." Xuanyuan Wan'er explained.

"How could this be... Wan'er, why didn't you tell me earlier." Feng Xiao suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness all over his body, and he suddenly realized that he seemed very unwilling to let the emperor die like this.

"Brother Feng... because I don't understand in my heart, I really don't understand why a father can be so great, and even give up his own life for his daughter, why is he also a father... why..." Xuanyuan Wan'er's voice became more and more serious. Weak, and finally even sobbed.

"Fathers...are great, there is no father who does not love his children." Feng Xiao thought of the adoptive father who devoted his life to himself and Yao'er, and bitterness surged in his heart. Although it is not his own life, it is better than his own life. He has no chance to repay the kindness of his upbringing.

"No... Father doesn't love his children... It's not like that, it's not like that!" Xuanyuan Wan'er suddenly cried hysterically, and then there was no more sound.

"Wan'er? What's wrong with you, Wan'er?" Xuanyuan Wan'er's strangeness made Feng Xiao wake up from his remembrance, but he didn't answer his voice.

"What happened to Wan'er... Could it be that Wan'er also has a father? By the way, she once said that she also belonged to the God Realm, and later turned into a sword spirit... into a sword spirit... Could it be related to his father?"

Emperor Tianlong, he is the emperor of the entire Tianlong Dynasty, but he is a father first, and a great father at that. If there is any way to keep him from dying, even if there is no reward, I will try my best to find this way-just for Rourou.

Feng Xiao shook his head vigorously, and ran towards the main hall of Tianlong at a faster speed.

Tianlong main hall.

The Tianlong Emperor sat on the golden dragon chair, his eyes slightly closed, without saying a word, accumulating the little remaining strength, but the majesty on his face remained undiminished. On both sides of the court hall, hundreds of ministers of cultural relics looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to speak. The change of the guards in the palace made them obviously smell something strange. The emperor summoned them again at this time, which made them a little uneasy and secretly speculated.

"Your Majesty, Heavenly Dragon Secret Envoy Feng Hun seeks an audience..."

Before the little eunuch finished speaking, Feng Xiao rushed up like no one else was around. At the same time, Emperor Tianlong slowly opened his eyes that had been slightly closed.

"Wind Soul Warrior, you are here, hehe, it seems that you have successfully completed the task." Emperor Tianlong said happily.

"Emperor, this is ice spirit grass." Feng Xiao took out a transparent herb and stuffed it to the little eunuch, and then waved his hand to stop the emperor who was about to speak: "Don't bother about the territory for now. Emperor, is there anything you can do?" Tell me the way to save your life, and I will do it!"

As soon as Feng Xiao's words came out, the main hall of Tianlong became completely silent, a needle could be heard, and all civil and military officials stood there in a daze.

"Wind Soul Warrior, why did you say that... Your Majesty, what... what is going on here?" Prime Minister You came to his senses first, and asked with a look of panic, he had vaguely realized something.

Emperor Tianlong was surprised at first, and then smiled wryly: "So you already know. Yes, the purpose of my calling everyone here today is to pass on the throne to my emperor's son Shuiyue... My life will end today."

a bolt from the blue!

The curtain behind Emperor Tianlong was lifted suddenly, and Princess Shuiyue staggered out amidst the exclamations of the two court ladies: "Father! What are you talking about? You are lying to Shuiyue, right? You are the emperor!" , you can’t lie.”

The weak voice was full of sadness, and the crystal tears fell uncontrollably.

The Tianlong main hall suddenly became a mess, like an exploding pot, with howling and exclamation one after another.

The emperor who was still in high spirits in the morning, why did he...

"My lords, be quiet! Be quiet!" Prime Minister You tried his best to stop the chaotic situation, and asked tremblingly, "Your Majesty, what's going on? Is your illness...not..." Prime Minister You's voice trembled , Said at the end, glanced at Feng Xiao, the meaning was self-evident.

Emperor Tianlong did not answer, sighed and said to Feng Xiao: "Wind Soul Warrior, I deeply appreciate your sincerity, but my illness has penetrated deep into the internal organs, and even the holy medicine is useless. You saved my emperor's son last time. Fate, it is already difficult for me to repay."

thump!

Princess Shuiyue passed out.

The shrewd civil and military ministers could not understand the cause and effect in the emperor's words, and they cried and worshiped to the ground.

"My dear friends, you are all the pillars of my Tianlong Dynasty. After I go west tomorrow, I hope you can help my son Shuiyue wholeheartedly..." Emperor Tianlong turned to Fengxiao: "Fenghun, about the reward I will ask Fang Aiqing to accompany you to deal with the matter of your territory. As long as your level reaches level 50 and you get the 'City Building Token', no matter if it is a town, an island or a forest, whichever you value, it can belong to you."

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