On October 9, 9621 of the Gregorian calendar, the imperial capital was in chaos, which was recorded in the annals of Tianyan Empire: on the day of the emperor''s birthday banquet, the great prince Yangtian openly mutinied the Imperial City, more than 10000 rebels surrounded the palace, and the fourth Prince Yang Baiyu, with the help of lingxuanwu mansion, commanded the Lin army and the Lin family army to fight, and the rebels were defeated, killing three disciples of the Yin Yang sect and an elder of Shenhai territory!
The prince of Tianyan Empire rebelled and the elders of yin and Yang sect were killed. Such explosive news spread all over the sky like a plague. Although most sects did not pay attention to the contention for the throne of secular imperial power, they heard that a martial artist in Shenhai territory was killed by an outer Temple disciple of Sanpin sect. His cultivation was only a new entry into yuan Dan territory, which immediately caused a great sensation and repercussion in the sect martial cultivation circle in the sky mainland.
The name of long Bufan was also included in the list of talents concerned by various sects in the blood disaster incident in the imperial capital. No matter his origin, he can kill the God of death in the sea by himself, which is enough to be included in the list of talents in the sect''s martial arts world.
Two days later in the morning, long Bufan, with a white bandage on his chest, finally woke up from his deep sleep and moved his body. A feeling of pain came suddenly, and the hazy consciousness gradually became clear. The memory pictures in his mind flashed one after another.
"The warrior in Shenhai is really strong and terrible. If Ouyang Di is not too greedy and he has a pistol attack with a rune, otherwise the consequences are not hard to imagine. I must die in the end..."
Lying on his back, long Bufan reached out to touch the wound on his chest. The white bandage vaguely left bright red blood stains. When he thought of the battle with ouyangdi at that time, he was called a tragic defeat. Although he killed ouyangdi by luck, long Bufan didn''t feel any sense of achievement, because it didn''t mean that he was stronger than ouyangdi, but he was just lucky.
"I can still lie here safely now. Has the war been won?"
Later, long Bufan paid attention to the surrounding environment and found himself lying on a soft bed. There was a faint fragrance in the air and the neat and elegant decoration in the house. Obviously, this is a female room.
At this time, Xiaobai, who had been lying on the side of the bed to guard long Bufan, yawned. The remaining light in the corner of his eyes suddenly found long Bufan who had opened his eyes. He rushed forward in surprise and said, "boss, you finally wake up."
Long Bufan smiled and asked, "Xiaobai, how long have I been in a coma? And where is this?"
"Almost two days." Xiaobai lies down next to long Bufan again, and the soul whispers, "this is Lin Shuanger''s room in the inner hall of the imperial palace."
"Shuanger''s boudoir?" long Bufan was stunned, slightly turned his head and moved his nose. He smelled the fragrance from the pillow, his mind rippled, and the pain of his body seemed to be weakened in this fragrance.
Soon, after long Bufan was intoxicated on Lin Shuanger''s bed for a while, he stopped a little. He supported his body and sat up. Every time he moved, there were bursts of stinging pain at the wound. Long Bufan could not help but frown and move. The animal yuan spirit sank into the Dantian and suddenly opened——
Dragon blood demon soldier!
Suddenly, with a violent wave of air, the white bandages tied to long Bufan were suddenly torn open by the supported muscles and fell to the ground, revealing the bloody wound on his left shoulder.
However, at this time, the blood hole was creeping and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the expansion of the muscle. Until there was no trauma on the skin surface, the fine black dragon scale rose ferociously from under the cortex.