If you can't die, you count me as loser!

The walls of the dimly lit dungeon were thick, but they couldn't block the voices of people outside.

It was late at night, but Shen Yechen was sitting upright facing the prison door. Although the conditions were simple, he was still dressed decently and exquisitely, and the wise light in his blue eyes was nothing like a prisoner who was about to die.

"Let him see how powerful I am." The young man showed a standard smile to the darkness outside the prison door, like an actor preparing to perform his last play on the stage, his words were full of eagerness and determination.

In the darkness behind the young man, Long, who had never shown his face before, looked at his slender back and lazily replied, "Well, the momentum is good."

The ambiguous tone makes it impossible to guess whether he is carrying alms for those who are about to die, or other emotions.

Shen Yechen didn't care about Long's attitude. In his creed, no matter how he manipulated others, he always believed in and relied on himself.

His mother is a collateral branch of the Shen family, and in order to win over Western forces, the patriarch arranged a marriage for the Snow family.In a traditional aristocratic family like the Shen family, all they care about is the results of this move, and the life of the children who are pawns after they marry is naturally not within the scope of concern.

The fusion of two aristocratic families with very different backgrounds, the Snow family still made their fortune by smuggling black souls, the final result can be imagined.

From birth to growing up, Shen Yechen witnessed how his mother was tortured to death step by step with nowhere to ask for help, and also witnessed all kinds of dirty and old-fashioned so-called "rules" in Chinese and foreign soul circles.

The changes of the times and the development of technology, in addition to bringing updates on equipment, do not seem to be able to shake these ancient rules.Those in the family should still get married, the scavenger still does not accept women into the profession, the world of soul masters is still respected by women, the master of the Palace of Longevity still has absolute authority, and those who make mistakes will still sit together, and the capable people will still be punished one by one. The Lord uses various means to control and use it.

Even though he could see clearly, as a Shen family who had no power, lost his mother and attempted to kill his father, Shen Yechen still had to face the ending of being taken back to the Shen family.

It's just that in the end he took the initiative to go back, and it wasn't the Shen's house, but Tingyulou Changsheng Hall.

When he was young, he only saw that only those who have the same power as the one in the Palace of Eternal Life are qualified to talk about change.With Qilin's blood, he reached a condition with the hall master and formed a faction of his own, working in Tingyu Tower instead of being sent back to the Shen family.

At first he walked very steadily.Under the power, there must be dissent. I heard that Yulou's younger generation has many of his friends, and many people have long been dissatisfied. They are only afraid of the majesty of the palace master and suffer from the absence of a leader, so they each pretend to be peaceful .

And he was from the Shen family, although it is a collateral lineage, it can be regarded as the head of the ancient family of the twelve guards.Coupled with the fact that he has the blood of a unicorn, and he has done the legendary deeds of the Snow family, he is a good representative of the first bird.

He secretly leads the way, and his layout is bold and careful, and waves of undercurrents have been brewing for a long time.

If it weren't for the fact that he had just returned six years ago and was in the stressful period of losing his mother, he had let go of the four spirits and four murderers who guarded the Hall of Eternal Life, and the movement of blaming the Patriarch of the Shen family was too great, which attracted the attention of the Hall Master.

If Gu Yuanjun hadn't entered the game without authorization...

Shen Yechen's smile was restrained, his blue eyes were empty, and he didn't pay attention to those remarks that he was just incapable due to his natural advantages.

He is strong not because of Qilin's blood, but because of himself, this is enough for him to know.

In the final analysis, his recent more radical measures are only due to the intervention of an uncontrollable factor.

At least that's what he thought until the dragon called him.

The barrier was removed by the guards outside, and the bricks and stones of the dungeon rose. Shen Yechen's eyes were refocused, and his usual confident smile was put on his delicate face.

The autumn night is cool, but it can't blow away people's enthusiasm.The huge Drum Tower Square was crowded with people, all of them were paying attention to the Hall Master sitting on the protruding throne in the center of the square, and the unicorn statue with its mouth open.

A round of bright moon was hidden behind the clouds, under the dim light, the young man standing on the mouth of the unicorn was wearing only a simple shirt and trousers, and Tingyulou's uniform coat was trampled under his feet. Although he didn't have the usual brocade clothes, the young man's His standing posture and demeanor made him feel confident.

Shen Yechen looked at the many supporters in the crowd, just smiled, his eyes met the Palace Master on the throne, and before he could speak, he sensitively noticed the change in the Palace Master's eyes.

Is there an ambush?

The deafening explosion sounded like a huge wave, shaking the whole square, and even Shen Yechen who was standing on the unicorn statue almost lost his footing.

He came here today with the awareness that he must die, this time... Shen Yechen thought of the only person who came to visit, and his blue eyes had complicated emotions.

The towering garden walls could not stop the tragedy of the explosion outside the temple, and the smoke entrained with Mars rose slowly, dyeing the already gloomy sky even deeper.

The guards who went to support the outside of the stadium were gone forever, and the guards inside the stadium were ready to move. The sycamore leaves on the ground were creaked, revealing their anxiety.

The murderous intent was evident in the eyes of the palace master on the throne, and he seemed to want to omit the formal trial ceremony that was originally reserved for Shen Yechen, so as to avoid long nights and dreams.

The supporters of Shen Yechen in the crowd also became restless, and the smell of gunpowder in the air seemed to ignite their enthusiasm, which made the guards even more vigilant.

The hall master gave an order from the side, and the guard leader who was ready to go stepped down from the throne almost at the same time, and gave instructions to the two echelons guarding the unicorn statue.

The crowd seemed to be infected by this action, and the discussion was as noisy as porridge, and they were about to be unbearable. The next moment, the two parties were silent for a moment at the same time——

Longwei.

The invisible real dragon's aura overflowed from around the young man, pressing his heart tightly, and he consciously relaxed his breathing.

Shen Yechen already had a special status, and the reputation of the unicorn blood master moved Jiuzhou, but now with the aura of a real dragon, many young people who sat down were tempted, and even the old foxes had different reactions.

"Duk--duk-duk--"

In the crowd, I don't know who rang the strange melody first—it was the voice of resistance that was gradually composed in the rulings of the past dynasties.

Like some kind of strange religious ceremony, people on the field knocked on the ancient bricks and stones with weapons or bamboo and wood in order. It became more and more urgent, urging the palace master to make a fair verdict like a reminder.

This has never happened in Tingyulou in this generation.Before that, the Palace Master had also executed several high-ranking officials, including Gu Qinghan's father, but the scenes were all solemn and rigorous, whether they were casual people or disciples of aristocratic families, they were all cautious.

Now Shen Yechen doesn't even need to speak, to have such a reaction, apart from his own dealings in the past, it is also the general trend.

However, Shen Yechen's face did not change, his eyes met the hall master's, and he said calmly, "I'm going to die."

In such a scene, any high-ranking person will be more or less shaken, but for people like the hall master, it will only add fuel to the fire and have a counterproductive effect.

The voice of the dragon that released the dragon's power to support him was calm, like an ancient well that had been deposited for thousands of years, calm and at ease, "You will not die."

Shen Yechen was noncommittal, and even bent the corner of his lips, "When I'm dead, you can take the opportunity to go out."

With his character, it is really rare to say such a thing.

But Long replied calmly, "I won't go out."

"Why?" Shen Yechen asked, "Do you like the bottom?"

During the period of being imprisoned, Long was observing him, and he was also observing Long. As a real dragon, this man was by no means unambitious. Because of this, he invited Long to join his career several times before he confide in Long. a lot.

I don't know if it's because of his blood, or because he fell in love with the dragon, but he has the illusion that he and the dragon are old friends.

"This is not my era anymore." Long lazily released Long Wei, and he did not have any trouble fighting against the prison's restrictions, "Besides, without him outside, everything is the same."

Shen Yechen knew that when he mentioned the old man, he must be someone he didn't know, but Long's tone made him think of a person in a trance, and he seemed to see that gentle man who preferred to wear white again.

While thinking about it, Long Wei suddenly restrained himself, and there was a lot of booing on the field, and before Long returned to the prison, he only left one sentence—"He is here. Little Qilin, think twice before acting."

After Longwei withdrew, the hall master was the first to recover and gave the order. The guard leader quickly led the guards to surround the Qilin statue, ready to take action.

Underneath was the dark crowd and the guards ready to go, but Shen Yechen raised his eyes in a daze, and his eyes fell on the only bit of moonlight in the clouds.

It was like going back to that chaotic night in front of me, listening to the endless pursuit of Yulou hidden guards, the sound of weapons changing and the sound of dying groans/groans. The heavy legs, the overdrawn body seemed to be dying in the next moment, and the lungs operating at the highest speed seemed to explode, agitating thunderous breaths.

Then he fell into the melting moonlight in the courtyard.

The quiet courtyard seems to isolate the sound of fighting outside. The young master is like jade, like a wild crane in the fairy garden, and his eyes are like the moon, making him fall down in the moonlight with peace of mind.

Gu Yuanjun was the only one who didn't laugh at him when he said he wanted to overthrow the soul circle when he was on the verge of an arrow, when he was at an absolute disadvantage.

The leisurely young man was dressed in white plain clothes, and he just lay casually beside him who was panting like a bull, ignoring his bloody body, lying with him in the cool moonlight of the courtyard, looking up at the moon, and answering him, "If you want to do it, do it!" go a head."

He pushed Gu Yuanjun farther and farther away, but this scene became clearer because he was often wiped away by the master's aftertaste.

...

"Is there anything in this world that you can't do?"

"Go, I'm with you."

"Who wants you to accompany me?"

...

If he could do it all over again, maybe he would change it in another way?

Not so radical change eager for success, not so complacent and not back?It's a pity that there is no such thing.

Long's words were not wrong, what he originally longed for was no different from what the Palace Master is doing now.

But maybe, maybe he has been wrong all along, aspiring to the throne, absolute authority, is nothing but a dream, a hasty flow, the real change is not to become the superior, but to downplay the superior. Only by becoming the people can you win the trust of the people.

Shen Yechen's blue eyes were as clear as sea water, reflecting the moonlight in the clouds, gradually brightening up.He himself was immersed in thinking without realizing it, but the people present saw it clearly, and instantly boiled——

Without the protection of the dragon's power, the young man gradually transformed into a golden scale figure behind him, majestic and majestic, soft and graceful.

The Palace Master, who had been sitting on the main seat, had a depressed expression on his face, and was finally completely irritated. He didn't show it on his face, but there was killing intent in his eyes, and he raised his hand to signal the guard leader.

The leader nodded slightly, raised the bone-refinement whip in his hand, and the noise of the crowd couldn't stop him, but he didn't want the dark sky to be torn apart by spider web-like lightning, and a little moonlight burst out.

A thunderstorm came along the way.

The author has something to say:

qwq forgot to save the manuscript again.The content of this volume and the following are written after the previous content in half a year. There may be a lot of bugs. I am too busy recently. I will fix it together after the completion. It is really self-willed to write this brain hole on a whim, thank you Babes put up with whoa whoa...