Chapter 273: Past Dreams and Mortal Tribulations 28
Chapter 273: Past Dreams and Mortal Tribulations 28
The Bai family's ancestor wanted to stop him when he saw this, but Feng Moli threw the flowing light fan in his hand towards the direction of the person coming.
The power in his body gathered in his palm. With an aura that swallowed everything, the Bai family ancestor was startled and tried to dodge. The Feng family ancestor sneered, "Why are you hiding?"
The Bai family's ancestor was unable to dodge the powerful attacks from both sides and was still affected by Feng Moli's power and spit out blood.
Dapeng took this opportunity to soar into the sky
The old man of the Feng family laughed twice and said, "Girl, go ahead. I am here with you."
Dapeng flew quickly towards the palace, and Feng Moli turned and nodded slightly at him.
If the carriage took too long to get to the palace, then the great roc, which could travel a thousand miles a day, would only need a moment to get there.
There was a bunch of wandering cultivators following her. Feng Moli glanced at these little followers and used her mental power to control Feather Blade to fight with them. After arriving at the palace... they didn't dare to come in.
The twelve elders and thirty-six powerful masters in the palace barely managed to tie with the dragon.
Feng Moli sat on the back of the Peng bird and waved her hand, "Go and seal the dragon back."
The corpse ghost appeared on the big peng bird, nodded, a trace of bloodthirstiness flashed across his eyes, and jumped off the big peng bird. Jumped onto the head of the dragon.
Everyone was shocked. One dragon was already hard to deal with, and if another corpse appeared, they might...
Before I could think about it, I saw the corpse ghost clenching his fists and punching the dragon's head again and again.
The dragon roared angrily and tried to fly away. The spiritual power in the hands of everyone gathered in the formation.
The dragon roared again, causing pain in the people's eardrums.
The twelve-rose feather blades in Feng Moli's hand flew back quickly and formed a flowing fan.
She didn't understand the formation, so she couldn't help much. She could only use the pressure of the flowing light to defeat the dragon, so that they could seal it again.
When Feng Moli was about to throw out the flowing light fan, she heard the dragon crying. She paused and watched the dragon's tears of sorrow fall from the corners of his eyes.
Then, the dragon let out a long roar, and the power around it surged. Feng Moli calmly communicated with him using his mental power, "You are very sad."
The dragon was stunned, his eyes fixed on the woman hidden in the darkness on the back of the roc. "I... want to go home. Why do you humans want to stop me from going home?"
The dragon's voice was somewhat desolate.
Thousands of years ago, when he was young, he left his family and traveled around the world... but was sealed here.
He had never hurt humans...nor done anything bad, yet he was sealed away for a thousand years for no reason.
Finally someone let him out… He just wanted to go home… He had done nothing wrong.
"I just miss my father and mother, I want to go home, you despicable humans!!!" The dragon spoke angrily with sadness.
Everyone was shocked. "Oh no! This dragon is probably above the holy beast. It can even speak human language."
As the words fell, thunderclouds rolled in. He was only one step away from transforming into a dragon. Back then, he had been unable to break through... so he went around to train and try to find opportunities, but he never expected to be sealed for a thousand years.
A thousand years of absence...his family.
The more he thought about it... the more angry and sad Jiaolong felt.
Feng Moli retracted the Flowing Light Fan and teleported into the air. The surging power strongly blocked the power of the seal.
"This is…"
Everyone was shocked and no one said her name.
"Li'er." Xuanyuan Qi was the first to react. "Come here quickly, it's dangerous."
"Uncle, believe me. I will talk to him." Feng Moli gritted her teeth and supported the seal while speaking word by word.
Xuanyuan Qi was a little hesitant, Feng Moli was inside...
The Imperial Master came over and was about to speak, but Feng Moli narrowed his eyes and used his mental power to control the flow of light, knocking the man unconscious - preventing him from speaking.
"Stop it, Li'er. Uncle believes you." Xuanyuan Qi saw the person fainted and nodded to the woman.
Some of them stopped after hearing Xuanyuan Qi's words, but the three ancestors of the three great families continued to maintain the formation. "How dare you! I told you to stop. Don't let me say it for the third time."
When the emperor's majesty came out, the three men gritted their teeth and stopped even though they were unwilling. They did not dare to challenge the emperor's majesty.
Feng Moli retracted her gaze, teleported into the air and looked into the eyes of the dragon. "I'll take you home. Don't hurt them.
I know you are angry, but thousands of years have passed, and they are all innocent people."
The dragon exhaled heavily and moved his head closer to her to smell her. "I believe you. I like the smell of you, but I don't believe them."
"They... will never make things difficult for you. I swear on my life." Feng Moli was stunned. She didn't expect it to be so smooth. She stretched out her hand with endless affinity.
The dragon roared and restrained its aura. After a flash of light, its huge body turned into a small one. It wrapped around the woman's arm, with its head drooping in her palm.
Feng Moli used all her strength to resist the seal, and looked at the dragon on her wrist. She flew to the ground a little powerless, and the corpse spirit acted as a tool to support her. The girl walked towards Xuanyuan Qi.
"Li'er? Are you okay?" The man quickly came over to support her and asked with concern.
"Uncle, please help the Feng family." After saying this, he knelt on the ground with a pleading tone.
"Feng family?" Xuanyuan Qi narrowed his eyes and thought in his mind, "Grand Elder, bring the twelve elders and three imperial guards to support the Feng family.
Yuan Ming, you are responsible for investigating the Jiaolong incident. Anyone who dares to reveal anything about today’s incident will be executed along with all his clans. Do you understand?"
After saying the last sentence, Xuanyuan Qi glanced at Feng Moli and then swept his eyes across everyone.
"We will follow your majesty's orders." Everyone knelt down.
Feng Moli pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, "Thank you, uncle. I...have troubled you again."
"Silly child, we are all family. I will also protect you for Xin'er." Xuanyuan Qi looked at her face with a bit of nostalgia.
Feng Moli knew that he missed his mother.
Xuanyuan Qi sighed. It was said that emperors were the most ruthless, but few people knew how much he cared about his sister.
She is his most important relative, the sister he has taken care of since childhood, and his only sister.
Three years ago, the Queen Mother didn't know that he had teamed up with Feng Xuan to secretly let Feng Moli go. For three consecutive years, the Queen Mother never treated him well. Now... I'm afraid the whole world can no longer hide it.
He may not be a good emperor, but he is definitely a good brother and a good son.
On the Feng family's side, two more ancestors from the Bai family and the Long family came.
The Feng family ancestor was already powerless when fighting one against three. He was beaten back step by step.
And one of the Bai family's ancestors slapped Feng Xuan.
Feng Moli suddenly blocked the attack with his Flowing Light Fan.
The powerful spiritual power caused Feng Moli's body to become disordered and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. "Li'er!"
"Father, just hold on a little longer. One stick of incense will be enough." The woman wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and estimated the speed of the reinforcements.
With the help of the big peng bird, she could return quickly. With the help of spiritual power, the others would still need an incense stick of time to reach the Feng family.
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