Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The sky was dripping with rain.

Chen Yan and the rest of the guards lay beside Yan Yuan and wept softly. When they raised their heads again, Yan Yuan was gone on the ground, leaving only a pool of blood diluted by the rain.

"emperor."

Chen Yan's eyes widened, and he let out a short cry, which attracted the attention of several guards. Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in horror, stood up and looked around, trying to find Yan Yuan's figure in the rain and fog.

In fact, Xuanlong used a trick to hide his eyes, and the barrier blocked the sound and the naked eyes of mortals.

Yan Yuan died under Xuanlong's gaze. He was born to be the supreme being in the nine heavens, but he abdicated himself for the sake of a dragon and fell into the mortal world. How could the heavens tolerate him.

Been into the mortal world for thousands of years, no life will die.

His destiny was to return to that day's palace to be a heartless and desireless emperor, to abandon the god's position for love, which was simply outrageous.If you go against the law of heaven, you will not end well.

The rain brushed over Yan Yuan's pale face, wet her clothes, hair, and bird-feather eyelashes.He looked as peaceful as if he was asleep, but the living and the dead were different after all, the skin of the living was shiny, while the dead lay there like a mass of lifeless objects.

Xuanlong raised his sleeve, and gently wiped away the blood on the corners of Yan Yuan's mouth and chin with the cuff. He remembered that Yan Yuan wanted to be clean the most, so he didn't like the sloppy appearance now.

The gloomy light from the blue iris in the palm gradually extinguished with Yan Yuan's death, leaving a scorched scar from the fire, and Xuanlong couldn't feel the pain.

From the moment he rushed over and saw Yan Yuan falling down from the arrow, his mind and body became numb.When people are extremely sad, they don't feel pain, and so do demons.

Xuanlong's hands passed through Yanyuan's back and knee sockets, slowly hugged him, and stood up unsteadily.

Dragon world.

The wooden gate of the small bamboo courtyard was pushed open. Hearing the movement, the old man took a leisurely sip of tea, looked back, and said in surprise.

"It's you."

After sizing up Xuanlong, his eyes moved to the person in his arms, and he frowned immediately.

"I don't accept humans here."

"Senior...please help me." Xuanlong stopped not far from him holding Yanyuan, his hoarse voice was blurred in the rain.

The old man looked worried, put down his teacup and said, "Why do you get wet every time you come back to my place? An old man like you won't let you in."

"Besides, the old man established a rule 10 years ago to save gods, ghosts, demons and ghosts. Even if you don't save people, it's useless if you beg me. Let's go." He waved him away impatiently.

Xuanlong stood still, his ice green eyes stubbornly looking at the old man's back, he hugged Yan Yuan, knelt in the whirling rain and fog, and squeezed out two words from his throat.

"Please..."

The old man was startled, and jumped up from the stone bench: "Oh, what are you doing, the Chinese New Year hasn't come yet? Why are you giving me such a big gift, I don't have any red envelopes for you!"

"Get up quickly!"

Xuanlong lowered his eyes, the rain washed over his resolute face, and he remained motionless.

The old man stomped his feet angrily: "It's useless to beg me, this person is dead and hopeless."

Others may not be able to save Yan Yuan, but Xuanlong knows that this senior can.A medical sage of the dragon clan, well-known in the demon world, he can revive demons, flesh and bones, and even reshape the flesh of dead souls.

These were all overheard by the clansmen when I was a child, but I have never seen the specifics. I only know that he is a superb doctor, and even fallen gods will look for him.

"Can't you get up?"

Xuanlong only repeated that sentence in a low voice: "Please help me, senior..."

"Okay, if you don't go, I'll go." The old man laughed angrily at him.

"Just kneel here, and I won't care about kneeling until tomorrow."

With a wave of his hand, the tea set on the stone table disappeared, the old man entered the bamboo building, and the door was slammed shut.

He loves to play chess, and when he entered the house, he took out the jade chessboard from his collection, and sat at the coffee table to ponder it alone.

The night of the Dragon Clan came very early. It rained today, and it became dark after noon. The old man happily ate two salted fish pancakes. He opened the window and looked out with the mood of trying, and his mood suddenly became bad.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is a tendency to destroy the trees in the Dragon Realm, but the trees are many years old trees that have become spirits, so they are not so easy to be destroyed, but pregnant dragons are not necessarily so. up.

Xuanlong knelt outside for more than an hour, without changing his posture, his back was straight, and his face was not much better than that of the dead human being held in his arms.

The old man couldn't bear it anymore, opened the door and went out.

"You want to save him that much?"

"Senior, please help..." The rain did not make Xuanlong feel cold, but the overdrawn spiritual power when he brought Yan Yuan to the Dragon Realm made him very weak, and after kneeling for a long time, his hoarse voice became a little bit tremble.

"This man must be the father of the fetus in your womb." The old man stared at Yan Yuan's face and said. "What are you trying to do with him?"

"He looks like a dog, but there should be a lot of dragons with his appearance in the Dragon Clan, right? If he dies, he will die, and if he finds another one, what will he do if he hangs himself on a tree with a crooked neck. "

Xuanlong remained silent, letting him scold him.

There may be many people in this world who are better than Yan Yuan, but the person who touched his dragon horn ten thousand years ago and told him not to be afraid, after saving his life, left him an umbrella to protect him from wind and rain, Only Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan was the only person who spent more than a month with him in the ancient pool, and made a promise for life.

Even if that love affair was like a illusory bubble, even if he lied to him and used him, but just because of the life-saving grace thousands of years ago, he couldn't just stand by and watch.

No matter how you calculate it, Yan Yuan is one of the rare people in this world who treats him well.

He can't call him dead...

Xu Shi could see that Xuanlong's mind had been made up, the old man stopped wasting words, the irony in his eyes faded, and he said expressionlessly.

"The old man never saves the human race. If I have to make an exception today, I will use your remaining dragon horn in exchange."

Xuanlong was stunned for a moment, but never hesitated: "Okay..."

"Come with me." The old man turned and walked into the house.

Xuanlong hugged Yan Yuan and got up, his knees that had been kneeling for a long time felt unbearably painful, his lips were tightly pursed, his legs and feet were a little awkward, and he followed the old man into the house.

Yan Yuan was put on the bed in the inner room.

The old man touched Yan Yuan's eyebrows with two fingers together, paused for a few breaths, and withdrew his hand.

"Life and death have fate. He is already a man of the underworld. If he wants to change his fate against the heavens, he will be backlashed. Have you really thought about it?"

Xuan Long stared at Yan Yuan's face, and asked softly, "Why do you turn back?"

"I don't know."

"Maybe the catastrophe is early, or the catastrophe is getting worse, or the disaster is frequent and the fate is bad. In short, if you forcefully save him, you will destroy your luck and there will be no good results."

"Furthermore, there is only one way to save him."

Under Xuanlong's gaze, the old man slowly spit out the words.

"One life for one life."

"One life for another..." Xuanlong murmured, as if thinking about his words.

"Isn't it just a life for another life." The old man sneered.

"There is only one thing in this world that can save the dead - Yao Nei Dan."

"Your ten-thousand-year practice, after being integrated into his body, can not only save him, but also make him healthy and live a long life."

"But if you lose your inner alchemy, you will lose your ten thousand years of cultivation and become as fragile as a mortal. When the catastrophe arrives, you will be pregnant again...how to stop it?"

"Death is certain."

"And no matter when the catastrophe comes, the fetus in your womb is now constantly absorbing your spiritual power as nourishment. Without the spiritual core, it will erode your soul power to grow. Once you lose the inner alchemy, you can live for at least three years , and this fetus may fall at any time."

"It used to be a monster that can grow up with the heaven and the earth. After cultivating the good way, maybe after going through this calamity, it will become a fairy. Now, it is for an ordinary person, and even the life is not cared about."

"The old man will ask you one last time, have you thought about it?..."

Xuanlong had already prepared himself mentally before he came. He knew that changing his fate against the sky would not end well, and he also knew that he would have to pay a huge price to save a dead person, so he wasn't too surprised.

He has lived for ten thousand years, long enough, and has tasted the taste of loneliness for ten thousand years. Death has never been a terrible thing for him, and the endless loneliness is even more terrible.

It would be even more terrifying if the person who cared about him died alive in front of him.

When he heard the old man say those words, Xuanlong's first reaction was not how long he could live, but about the child in his womb. His bony hands touched the flat abdomen stiffly, and said awkwardly: "The fetus, maybe Can't keep it..."

"Even if you are good at it, you are not fully sure of giving birth to the baby safely, let alone your goodness is gone."

"Naturally, there are more bad luck and less good luck."

Xuanlong's palms on his abdomen tightened slightly, pain flashed across his eyes.

After losing Yan Yuan, the child is his only hope for the future.No one knew how happy he was with the appearance of this child, and no one knew how much joy this child, who hadn't even grown up in shape, brought to his dull life.

He can turn around and leave, just like the old man said, is it really worth it to let go of the ten thousand years of hard work for a mere mortal?

Is it really worth putting your own life at risk for someone who doesn't love you?

But who knows, in a relationship, there is never anything worthwhile or not, only whether you are willing or not.

And he was reluctant.

Xuanlong slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only unshakable firmness in his eyes.

"...I've thought about it."

"I beg senior...to help."

The old man sighed for a long time, and finally said: "Spit out your inner alchemy."

Xuanlong condensed his spiritual breath, and an inner alchemy with dark green flames slowly emerged from between his eyebrows. The old man reached for his forehead and grabbed the inner alchemy, placed it in front of his eyes, and shook his head solemnly.

"Ten thousand years of Taoism..."

"One day, you will regret it..."

He had already said this, and Que Le had said it too, but if he didn't regret it later, who would know.If he doesn't save it, he will regret it immediately.

Since he accepted Yan Yuan's love, he wanted to pay it back.It is also good to exchange one life for another.

The inner alchemy was separated from the body, and Xuanlong felt as if the strength in his body was drained instantly. He watched the old man melt the complete inner alchemy into the palm of his hand, and traces of greenness poured into Yan Yuan's eyebrows little by little.

The dead air on Yan Yuan's face gradually faded, and she regained her new life, while Xuanlong's life was about to burn out at the speed of a raging fire.

He loves him like a moth to a flame, always desperate.

It was in the previous life, and it is the same in this life.