Mozun Immortal Emperor

Zishan was angry, she wanted to prevent Long Jiaoyang from going to see the prince, but she knew that doing so would not only put Long Jiaoyang in a very dangerous situation, but also put the Xuannv faction in crisis.Li Junhao can ignore His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and he can not pay attention to the Tang royal family, it is because he has the father of a sixth-rank alchemy king.

Zishan's father was only the head of a mid-level sect and could not challenge the majesty of the Tang royal family at all.

Li Laogui and the others were very aware of Zishan's feelings for Long Jiaoyang, so he dispersed the disciples of the Xuannv Sect and left Long Jiaoyang and Zishan alone.

"If the crown prince asked you to join the Tianlong army, how would you choose?" Zishan's almond eyes widened, and those bright black eyes contained endless affection.

"Last time I said that if I was selected, I would choose to join the Tianlong Army." Long Jiaoyang said in a deep voice without looking into Zishan's eyes

"You went to Tianlong Army, what should I do? Do you really want me to marry Li Meng or Zhu You?" Zishan roared furiously

Long Jiaoyang said helplessly, "This is an internal matter of the Xuannv faction, and I can't change anything."

"Why can't I change it? You saved my life this time. When I go back, I will beg my father to let him choose a saint again. I want to marry you!" Zishan said excitedly

"Marry... marry me?" Long Jiaoyang was shocked, he never thought about marrying Zishan.

"You've seen my body all over, don't you think you'll be responsible? Long Jiaoyang, I don't allow you to join the Tianlong Army, absolutely!" Zishan said with a ferocious expression and a domineering tone

The image of Zishan's clothes breaking and falling off when Zishan activated her blood power appeared in Long Jiaoyang's mind like lightning.Then, in his mind, Chu Ling'er's proud body as white as a sword appeared in the sword washing pool.For Chu Linger, he didn't just read it.

"Zishan, calm down." Long Jiaoyang said, driving away the rippling images in his mind

"I can't calm down, promise me, don't join the Tianlong Army, don't leave me!" Zishan forced Long Jiaoyang to express his opinion.

"It's impossible for me to go back to the Xuannv faction now. The people of the Gao family are in conflict with me. If I go back now, I will die." Long Jiaoyang said

"A member of the Gao family? There is no evidence to prove that the Gao family hired a killer to deal with you." Zishan understood Long Jiaoyang's situation in her heart, but she didn't want to admit it. She was afraid that if she let go, Long Jiaoyang would never come back .

"Zishan, I only offended members of the Gao family, not them, who else would pay such a high price to invite a saint-level killer to kill me? Before I have the ability to protect myself, I will not return to Xuannv Pai." Long Jiaoyang said decisively

Zishan cried and whispered, "Okay, you go to the prince's dinner and join the Heavenly Dragon Army. From now on, we will never see each other again!"

"Zishan..." Long Jiaoyang stretched out his hand, wanting to grab Zishan who was running away crying, but his hand stopped halfway.Although his views on righteousness and evil have changed, some deep-rooted ideas have not changed, and the magic path is not the place he wants to stay.The other is Zishan, who wanted to dominate his life domineeringly, which made Long Jiaoyang unacceptable.

"Miss, why are you crying..." Xiaohong's surprised voice came from not far away.

Su Molong, Li Pojun, and Zhu Xing, the three saint-level powerhouses, all showed disappointment on their faces. They could naturally hear the conversation between Long Jiaoyang and Zishan.Saint-level powerhouses are connected to the surrounding avenues of heaven and earth, and can listen to voices within thousands of miles.

Long Jiaoyang, this super talented alchemist, after tonight, probably will become a member of the Tianlong Army, and will have nothing to do with the Xuannv faction from then on.

Su Molong thought for a while, and walked to Long Jiaoyang's side. He said in a deep voice, "Mr. Long Ke, if you don't join the Tianlong Army, I can assure you that members of the Gao family will never dare to do anything to hurt you."

"Elder Su, you came here to protect Zishan secretly all the way. When Lord Xuan Snake wanted to kill me, where were you?" Long Jiaoyang was silent for a while, leaving these words behind, and returned to his room.

Li Laogui and Zhu Kun walked up to Su Molong and asked, "How is it?"

"He won't look back." Su Molong sighed

"Oh, as long as he competes, this kind of thing will happen sooner or later. We have cut off our own arm!" Li Laogui said angrily

"Hmph, the Tianlong Army hides dragons and crouching tigers, and the strong are like clouds. Long Jiaoyang will regret joining the Tianlong Army sooner or later." Zhu Kun snorted coldly

Su Molong was silent, and he was a little confused. When Long Jiaoyang was assassinated by Xuan Snake Langjun, wasn't he stunned by the explosion of the horse?How did he know that he was not the one who drove away Mr. Xuan Snake?Isn't it the other powerhouses of the Xuannv faction?Could it be that he knows who helped him drive away Mr. Xuan Snake?

At night, Long Jiaoyang went to the prince's banquet, accepted the prince's invitation, and formally joined the Tianlong army.

This news shocked everyone, because it was only one day since the Dragon Xing Contest started, and before the results of the competition were announced, Long Jiaoyang was made an exception and included in the Tianlong Army, which was somewhat against the rules.

Venerable Tianjian met His Highness the Crown Prince because of this matter, but was turned away, and was not able to see His Highness the Crown Prince.

This annoyed Venerable Heavenly Sword very much, he went to see Li Junhao overnight, plotted for half an hour before leaving.

The next day, the sun rose, awakening everyone in the Holy Land of Tianxuan Sword Pool.

Long Jiaoyang had enough energy to prepare for a decisive battle against Li Junhao with alchemy today. He had already joined the Tianlong Army last night, and he had an agreement with His Highness the Crown Prince. This battle is of great importance to him.

Long Jiaoyang opened the door, and when he walked out, Xiao Hong was pacing back and forth in front of his door uneasily.

"Xiaohong, what's the matter with you?" Long Jiaoyang asked

With a strange look on Xiao Hong's face, she walked to Long Jiaoyang's side, but she didn't say anything, with a look of difficulty in speaking.

"Just say what you want, when did you become hesitant?" Long Jiaoyang was amused by Xiaohong's expression.

"Long Keqing, but you asked me to tell you. The lady was very angry. She said that since you are already a member of the Tianlong Army, you should not occupy the room of the Xuannv School. Our temple here is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you. " Xiaohong said with an embarrassed expression on her face.

Long Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed at himself, "Am I kicked out?"

"Long Keqing, as long as you are willing to turn around, go and apologize to Miss..." Xiao Hong hurriedly tried to persuade her, but Long Jiaoyang interrupted with a wave of his hand before she finished speaking, "Some things cannot be changed for the time being."

Long Jiaoyang didn't have many clothes, only one baggage.

"Xiaohong, go and tell the Zishan Maiden, Elder Li and the others that although I joined the Tianlong Army, this time I will participate in the Longling Contest on behalf of the Xuannv faction. I will always remember the life-saving grace of the Zishan Maiden. If you need help in the future, you can send someone to come to me at any time." After Long Jiaoyang said sincerely, he turned and left with his burden on his back.

In the room where the saint was resting, Zishan leaned against the door, tears streaming down her face, her heart was about to burst, and she was in great pain.Long Jiaoyang's departure brought her fate back to the original point. She wanted to hide this relationship deeply and follow the old path of countless saints.

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