Chapter 692 Plan (three shifts)

  Except for the long scroll building, the entire Xiling Academy quickly recovered calm.

  However, outside the academy, the matter of the poisonous dragon lord’s crime spread quickly.

  Magic Palace.

boom!

  A delicate and precious sapphire wine glass was slammed to the ground and torn apart!

  'S crisp voice also made the hearts of those present tremble.

  The person who was kneeling on the ground instantly leaned down.

   "His Royal Highness, calm down!"

  And the red medicine that was building a flower leaf not far away, accidentally pierced his finger, and bright red blood came out.

  But she didn't care about those, turned her head to look, when she saw the broken cup fragments on the ground, a pair of thin willow eyebrows slightly raised.

  Although His Royal Highness is moody, but this sapphire wine glass is a set he likes very much, and he must be extra careful when serving. However, at this time, he was smashed to pieces.

  Obviously, I am really angry.

  The low, solemn voice, suppressing anger at this time, struck across the eardrum.

   "...you said... the old poisonous dragon, did you do something with a young man in Xiling Academy?"

  The subordinate knew that he was on the verge of eruption at this time, and did not dare to be sloppy at all, resting his forehead on the ice-cold jade, and tremblingly said:

   "...Back to your Highness, it is true... Lord Poisonous Dragon has been quiet for several years, and his strength has not been profitable for many years. The above seems to have been very dissatisfied with him. Probably it is the same, he will choose to take the risk like this...want to do this..."

   "The main hall is not interested in knowing this!"

  The man who was reclining on the bed suddenly sat up, and a trace of undisguised anger emerged between the strange brows and eyes. The narrow and long tails of the eyes, with a touch of red mandala, became more and more enchanting.

   "You just said that the student contracted the Ice Eyed Bone Dragon?"

The servant doesn’t know why he cares so much about a student of Westling College, but he can only say: "His Royal Highness. Indeed. Besides, there is news that the young man seems to have contracted a Suzaku. It’s just that. Suzaku is still in its infancy, and its strength is not too strong. Otherwise, Lord Poisonous Dragon might have to suffer a bit..."

  Di Qianjue's lips suddenly curled up, and there was a flickering icy color in his eyes.

   "Heh... It seems that the old Dulong thing is really impatient... he dares to do this kind of thing privately, he is really looking for death!"

  He has a cold ending, and the killing intent contained therein makes people shudder!

The person kneeling on the ground quickly said: "His Royal Highness, calm down! The Lord Poisonous Dragon did not even ask for instructions, so he acted boldly. It is indeed a crime to die! But at this moment, his life must not be easier. Where to go..."

  Di Qianjue gave him a condescending look.

   "Oh? What do you say?"

  The person heard that Di Qianjue's tone seemed to slow down, and he continued to say: "You don't know anything. The Dragon Lord finally kicked an iron plate!"

   "Just as the young man was about to be taken by the poisonous dragon lord, a person suddenly came and directly cut off a finger of the poisonous dragon lord's real body!"

  Di Qianjue only became interested, and tapped his fingers on the jade table lightly.

  The kneeling man paused and took a deep breath.

  Even if you haven’t seen the scene with your own eyes, as long as you think of that person’s name, you can’t help but make people tremble!

   "That person is not someone else, but the Lord Wang Yan who has disappeared for many years!"

   Now, Di Qianjue was really surprised.

  He stood up, his broad robe lightly slashed across it, and the big and mysterious mandala bloomed on the hem and cuffs of his clothes.

   "Oh? Hasn't he disappeared from the mainland for many years? How could he suddenly appear?"

"The subordinates don't know. But one thing is for sure, that Lord Wang Yan seems to have a different relationship with that young man. He went to Xiling Academy, it seems that it was for that young man. After that, he directly destroyed the battle with the poisonous dragon lord. The origin of Lord Poisonous Dragon!"

   "If it wasn't the last juncture, relying on the'Thousand Miles', he would have fallen!"

  Di Qianjue gave a chuckle, with a bit of sarcasm.

   "The origin is destroyed? His origin and real body, which was barely condensed by impenetrable means, are really vulnerable!"

  Although the Lord Poisonous Dragon is one of the twelve Lords, Emperor Qianjue has always looked down upon him, and now it seems that he cannot be on the stage.

   "You said, Lord Wang Yan, did you rush to the boy?" Di Qianjue looked playful.

  He clearly remembered that the little things came from a very inconspicuous place. Why did they suddenly get involved with a figure like Lord Wang Yan?

   "I heard that the boy seems to be Lord Wang Yan's apprentice..." The man kneeling on the ground said with some uncertainty.

  Di Qianjue sneered.

  Master and apprentice?

  This, others believed, but he did not believe it.

Not to mention that he knows who the real master of the little thing is, Wang Yan, who has disappeared for more than four hundred years, how can he be inexplicably related to the little thing who just came here?

   Even if there is something, it won’t be a master or apprentice.

  However, he really underestimated the little thing, there is even such a hole card...

  Now everyone knows that Wang Yan is protecting him, so even if he wants to do it, he will definitely think about it.

  There is no doubt that small things are much safer.

but…

  If he wants to do it, it will be difficult...

  He suddenly walked outside the door.

   "Your Highness?"

  The person kneeling on the ground looked confused.

   And the red medicine, who had been watching silently, hurriedly followed, and incidentally carried a black and red cloak.

   "His Royal Highness stay! You haven't brought your clothes yet!"

  Di Qianjue continued to walk forward, but his footsteps did not stop.

  Hongyao got up in a hurry and trot all the way to follow.

   "Your Highness, where are you going? Your Highness?"

  Di Qianjue stopped suddenly, squinted his eyes, and asked back.

   "What happened to what I asked you to do before?"

  Hongyao hurried to catch up, curtseying.

  "Your Highness, please rest assured that everything is going smoothly."

  Di Qianjue sword eyebrows raised slightly.

   "In other words, Yun Yi has returned to the Yun Clan?"

  I’m really sorry, I’m so tired these days, my right arm and upper arm are strained, I have a cold, and my head hurts. I want to take a break these two days, and I’ll adjust and update later. Hope you guys understand.

  (End of this chapter)