Super Dragon Slaughtering System Chapter 879: Where is your gift?
Chapter VIII Where is your gift?
The Dragon Kingdom of the heavens.
The Royal Palace.
Canglei Dragon Court.
Here is the residence of the great prince Yuan Canglei. It is also the place where he usually retreats and practices. There are three dragon emperors and more than ten dragon sages stationed inside and out.
"Xue Ling, in your heart, still remember that kid?"
A ‘young man’ with skin like fat, no less beautiful than Xue Ling, with a very neutral length, indistinguishable from male and female, looked at Xue Ling with a smile.
He is the strongest Tianjiao of the Yuanlong clan, half-step fighting emperor, Yuan Canglei!
The dragons of his generation were all crushed by Yuan Canglei and couldn't hold their heads up. The strongest was just just sanctified, while Yuan Canglei was already a half-step Doudi.
Xue Ling looked at Yuan Canglei coldly, without speaking.
"Hehe, Yuanyi has already told me that the kid is in the land of Dongxuan, his status is low, and his cultivation is even more low. Why do you never forget him? My Yuan Canglei is Beixuan The strongest Tianjiao in the land, without one, still can't get your heart?"
Yuan Canglei continued to laugh.
Xue Ling still didn't speak.
Yuan Canglei's eyes changed slightly, and he gave a faint smile: "We are getting married today. Your cultivation has been sealed by me. Even if you want to escape, you can't escape from the palace. I'll just tell you. There are so many guests today. I hope you can be sensible and don’t add to the chaos. If I lose my mind, I am the Yuanlong clan, and I will wash you Xuelong clan with blood!"
Hearing these words, Xue Ling finally couldn't help but speak. Her tone was ridiculous: "Yuan Canglei, in fact, you don't need my heart at all. All you need is my snow. It’s nothing more than the origin of the dragon clan. Without it, the time for you to break through to the dragon emperor will be a hundred years later, right?"
"Hehe, whatever you say."
Yuan Canglei gave a faint smile, not seeming to be angry at all.
………
"Are the Xuelong people coming?"
"It's over there."
Imperial Palace, Longtai, who can come to participate in this wedding celebration, except for the top sects of the Northern Xuan Land, the powerful existence, the sacrifice to the gods of the heavenly dynasty, the rest are the Yuanlong clan, and Several other powerful dragon races sat on hundreds of tables!
Ning Qi has not been invisible all the time. There are thousands of people in this place, with different camps. He chose a table and sat down at will. No one will ask about his origin. After all, everyone thinks that guests who can enter this place , Has long been reviewed by Yuanyi, and there will be no spies who make trouble.
It is the guests at his table who are talking, all of them are Emperor Dou.
Everyone looked in the direction pointed by one of the emperors, and saw more than a dozen transformed dragons sitting on a table near the dragon platform.
No matter men, women or children, they all have one thing in common, their skin is white and their hair is white.
The handsome men and women are beautiful, if there is a hint of chill on their bodies, there is a thin layer of ice on the ground several meters in radius!
"The one with the strongest breath should be the contemporary patriarch of the Xuelong clan, right?"
"Well, it is indeed him."
"The saint is his daughter. When she was a teenager, she was swept into the land of Dongxuan by the wind swallowed by the endless sea. Otherwise, even if the strength today is not as good as the eldest prince, it is impossible to be the seventh-order dragon."
"It's a pity, it took so many years, but it's okay. After she marries the eldest prince, her cultivation level will surely advance by leaps and bounds."
"You can see how far the Yuanlong Emperor's cultivation level is? Have you broken through that barrier?"
"Can't see it."
Not far from the table where the Xuelong clan sits, there is a table. In the center sits an expressionless middle-aged man. He wears a purple gold crown and a black robe. Exudes a trend of pride.
Everyone at the same table with him is the Dragon Emperor. The aura is much stronger than that of the Dou Emperor of Ning Qi’s table. I don’t know how many times stronger it is. Zhao Danxin, who sacrifices to Shenzong, is also at this table. , This table, when the strongest of the Yuanlong clan gathered, he wants to take Xue Ling away today. The only thing he needs to pay attention to is the guy wearing the purple and gold crown.
"Hey, Xiongtai, why have I never seen you?"
A Doudi beside Ning Qi looked at him in surprise and said.
"In the next casual repair session, I will rarely walk in the rivers and lakes."
Ning Qi gave a faint smile.
"Oh, that's it."
Everyone glanced at Ning Qi together, and a faint look flashed across his eyes.
They didn't suspect that Ning Qi was not Emperor Dou, because none of the people present was stronger than Ning Qi, and they couldn't see his depth at all.
"Why is he here?"
Beside Guan Di, the female disciple suddenly saw Ning Qi, her expression was slightly startled, and she was a little shocked.
"What's wrong?"
Guandi said lightly.
"It's okay, it's okay."
The female disciple shook her head quickly.
A suspicion flashed in Guandi's eyes. At this time, several Doudi just asked him about something, so they put this suspicion behind and chatted with those Doudi.
Not long after, a rain of flowers suddenly began to fall over the dragon platform.
The light pink petals of vindictive condensed flowers slowly fell, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by this scene. They knew that the eldest prince Yuan Canglei and the saint Xue Ling should be on the stage.
Sure enough, there was a cart pulled by more than a dozen dragons on the horizon, slowly stepping into the air, and falling on the dragon platform. Around the dragon, there were virgins, boys and girls.
Yuan Canglei walked out of Long Nian, and then took a woman from Long Nian. The two were dressed in red robes with gold inlaid with a red cloth on their heads.
"This wedding is similar to our human race."
A Doudi beside Ning Qi nodded slowly.
"Everyone, today, my son Yuan Canglei is married, all the guests here are friends!"
The Emperor Yuanlong, wearing a purple-gold crown, slowly got up and glanced at everyone.
"Yi Zheng Qiankun, husband and wife are the beginning of relationship!"
"Poetry Zhou Zhao, marriage is the source of Wang Hua!"
"Yes, Ming Feng Qiang, Bu Qichang in the fifth world, Yao Tao shining, the song is good for Wannian!"
Emperor Yuanlong's voice is deep and upright, like a cloud and thunder, resounding in the hearts of everyone.
You can hear it even outside the palace!
"Good!"
"The eldest prince and the saint are born a pair! I offer a pair of "ten thousand years of purple cicada fruit" as a gift to the Shenzong!"
"Hi...The sacrifice to the Shenzong is so big, they are going to alliance with the Yuanlong clan?"
Immediately afterwards, the guests who came here offered congratulations one after another.
These gifts were received by Yuan Yi. Yuan Canglei's expression only changed slightly when he heard the Wannian Purple Cicada Fruit. For the rest of the time, he was very indifferent.
Not long after, everyone gave gifts, but they found that there was a guy who didn't move at all and didn't seem to mean to give gifts.
"Brother Beixuan, it's time for you, don't froze, where's your gift?"
Emperor Dou kindly reminded Ning Qi.
Emperor Yuan Long, Yuan Canglei, Yuan Yi, and everyone subconsciously looked at Ning Qi.
"Is it him?"
Yuan Yi's face suddenly changed.
At this moment, Ning Qi stood up, ignored everyone, and looked directly at Xue Ling with the red hijab: "Xue Ling, I'm here to take you back."
Xue Ling's body suddenly froze, she directly took off the red hijab and looked at Ning Qi in shock.