In the northeast of Eternal Heaven Kingdom, in the land of the Dragon Clan, the cold still enveloped every brave warrior.
They can be said to be physically and mentally exhausted after the war with the elves. The food looted from this war can help them survive this snowy winter, but there is basically no peace in such an environment. The Dragon Clan had to guard against the invasion of giants from the west, but also planned what to do next year. Although the war was over, the state of preparation for the war was still in progress.
If they can swallow the elves in the southeast in one go, life will probably be easier. But fighting in the forest, they are still inferior to those elf fighters with home advantage. After paying a huge price, the defense team composed of black skin elves successfully drove these invaders back to their hometown.
In the dark but wide grotto, a black dragon lying on the ground slowly opened its eyes, with golden pupils staring at the person in front of it.
In front of it is a blood-stained woman in a white robe. At first glance, she looks like a human being, but upon closer inspection, she is clearly different from a human being. She has long light blue hair full of luster, and there are three crown-like braids on the left and right sides of her ears. Each strand of hair reflects a beautiful silvery white under the light, which looks like a hanging sky with clouds.
Her appearance is also almost impeccable, a pair of peach blossom eyes are clear and energetic, and the golden pupils cover up the charm, making her temperament more noble, but there is still a unique charm when the eyes flow. In addition, there are a pair of dragon horns growing on her head, and bright red patterns can occasionally be seen on her body. There is also a circle of thin blue scales around the neck, like wearing a string of elegant necklaces.
"I'm back, my lord father."
The woman opened her mouth and spoke in a calm voice.
Judging from her appearance, her age is about 25 years old, which is different from the youthful vigor of an eighteen-year-old girl, but she is not as elegant as a thirty-year-old woman. The temperament she showed was more noble, independent, unswerving, and a deterrent that had been soaked in blood for a long time.
The black dragon lying in the grotto did not open its mouth, but the voice had already reached the woman's mind:
"You fought well against the elves. Any rewards you want?"
The woman replied calmly:
"I want you to postpone my marriage with the demons."
The black dragon was silent for a while,
asked again:
"Why?"
The woman replied:
"I don't like that guy, he's too soft."
The black dragon opened his mouth and spit out a scorching air wave, and the temperature in the grotto immediately rose sharply.
But looking at its expression, it was more of a kind of helplessness than anger.
The voice of the black dragon sounded again:
"I thought you would say, you want to stay by my side, you want to continue to fight for the Dragon Clan, you want to protect our people... In short, you find a bunch of high-sounding reasons to prevaricate me. In the end, you are still the same as before, Dongli, as a The eldest princess of the dragon clan, you should learn more tricks and tricks, and don't always express your inner thoughts straightforwardly."
The woman in front of her—the eldest princess Dongli, one of the nine children of the Dragon King, lowered her head, neither agreeing nor objecting.
Heilong looked at her, especially at her pair of golden eyes that were very similar to his own, and stopped preaching. Dongli is the best of its nine children, with a clear mind and excellent martial arts. He has been in charge of the dragon clan's foreign wars a long time ago, and the battles he has always won more than lost. Even within the Dragon Clan, Dongli has a very high prestige. Many elders of the Dragon Clan privately said that if Dongli was a man, he would definitely become the next Dragon King with an overwhelming advantage.
Among them, Ming Fei, the only female elder, once commented:
—"To be honest, I still doubt that the Dragon King has inherited most of the advantages to Dongli. The second and third child can still see the eight regenerated later, and then they are more crooked than the other."
Heilong looked at Dongli, and he could indeed see some shadow of himself in her back then, so he couldn't get angry, and answered patiently:
"Most of the demon king's descendants have been divided up by the demons. Among the remaining male demons, there are not many who are qualified to marry us. And in your situation, it is not suitable to choose a partner with a particularly strong personality. On the one hand, it can minimize the conflict between you, and on the other hand, it can also ensure that our Dragon Clan can occupy a dominant position in this marriage... "
Heilong has been persuading him for a long time, and seeing that Dongli's expression remained unchanged, he didn't say any more, and only said one sentence:
"Since you don't want to, let's put this matter on hold. Anyway, it's not just the demon family who came to propose marriage, even the human side sent envoys over their own strength, saying that they are willing to marry us, and the two sides have settled their suspicions."
Speaking of human beings, Dongli finally raised his head and replied to his father:
"Have you found out the cause of Ninth Brother's death?"
The voice of the black dragon sounded:
"There are clues. Offlander died in Tianyue Mountain, and we don't know who killed it for the time being. But those human traitors we bought secretly brought back some survivors from Tianyue Mountain. We cooperate and are temporarily locked in the prison. Are you interested?"
Dongli nodded.
She replied:
"I don't have any feelings for Offlander, but after all, it was my younger brother who died in a foreign land, and I want to help him avenge him. What's more, with the character of the ninth younger brother, he will definitely reveal his true identity before he dies. It still didn't save its life, which shows that the people who killed it looked down on our Dragon Clan in their bones."
The black dragon stopped talking, and only said one sentence:
"Then leave it to you."
Dongli left the grotto without saying a word, and when he came out, it was full of wind and snow.
She tightened the cloak behind her and walked to the prison alone.
That night, she gathered together the "prisoners" who had traveled long distances from the human territory, and began to interrogate them. Those golden eyes seemed to be able to see through people's cowardice. She killed the humans present one by one, leaving a dirty woman in the end.
"You gave birth to a child."
Dongli used the sword in his hand to cut open the clothes on her chest, and after looking around, he said:
"Your child is probably not yet full moon, just the age that needs a mother; you look at me with more fear than resentment, which means that your child is still alive. Maybe you sensed the danger and hid him in advance. You don't want to Go back and see him?"
The woman stared at Dongli, and now there was no one around her, she was the only one alive.
This is the atmosphere specially created by Dongli.
Even if something is said, no one knows, and there is no need to feel guilty.
The woman opened her mouth, looked at the warm corpses beside her, and said in a hoarse voice:
"I think… "
The woman lowered her head, her tears fell to the ground, diluting the sticky blood.
She said intermittently:
"But I really don't know. I only heard that the king called the heirs of various territories to the capital, and then you came to fight. Many people died on our side... Later the king said that the dragons in Tianyue Mountain were chased by him. Run, we are all grateful to him..."
Dongli said indifferently:
"He deserves it too? Do you know which territory is the fastest growing recently on your human side? If you can answer it, I will send you back."
The woman raised her head and looked at Dongli, she couldn't understand the meaning of this question for a while.
Dongli's sword was still stained with blood, even if she answered obediently, most of what greeted her was a sword piercing her heart.
But just now, she has witnessed too many decapitated people, and witnessed too many people's guts broken.
She knew that this question might affect the lives of many people, so she really didn't have the courage to shake her head.
The people living near the capital could indeed hear some gossip and rumors. The woman's lips trembled slightly, and she whispered a name:
"... Yunyang."