C407 (1/2)

In the center of the ancient city, a building stands here, carved dragon and painted Phoenix, showing luxury everywhere. The practitioners passing by the Red Gate look at the house enviously from time to time.

Four stone lions are majestic, red lanterns are hung high, and there are enough twenty people in black to patrol outside. It is obvious that they are the servants of this house. On the plaque, there are four big characters of flying dragon and flying phoenix, honoring the royal palace.

The ruler of Loulan ancient city is the king of Jingyuan. He didn't stand on his own as the emperor, but because there is only one city in the desert, it's a bit of a fuss to call the emperor.

Li family has been the ruler of Loulan for thousands of years.

It's said that King Jingyuan's residence has 100000 elite soldiers. It guards the four sides of the ancient city. There are 100000 elite soldiers in martial arts and Loulan Academy in culture.

The Loulan school is backed by the Jingyuan palace, which can only rely on the strength of the palace to continuously spread martial arts.

Half of the ancient city's many practitioners come from Loulan University. In a word, King Jingyuan's mansion is the hegemonic force in Loulan ancient city.

Now the night is deep, and the bright moon is shining.

The moon shines into the room, and on the bed lies a middle-aged man with sweat on his face and white lips.

There are two servant girls in the room, with their heads down and medicine bowls.

The woman in yellow now has red eyes. He takes up the medicine bowl in the servant girl's hand and says, ”go down first.”

Two servant girls nodded.

The woman in yellow is no more than 20 years old. Her skin is as thick as blood. Although the light in the room is dark, she still can't hide her beauty.

Li Zihan, the youngest daughter of King Jing Yuan.

This is a pearl in your hand. Now you are in tears.

”Dad, please take a drink.”

King Jingyuan smiled bitterly, took her hand and said, ”don't you know the father's disease? You don't have to worry. ”

Naturally, he knew that these Ganoderma drugs were useless. For three years, he suffered all the time.

Li Zihan said angrily, ”Dad, don't worry, your daughter is a poor life and will kill the little devil Lord.”

Three years ago, a young man came to the palace alone. To be frank, no one in the ancient city of Loulan was his opponent.

King Jingyuan is also the ruler of this place in any way. No matter in face or in other aspects, outsiders are not allowed to violate him.

The two fought. The man called himself the little devil Lord. He was a real disciple of the Yin devil sect in the east of the desert.

King Jingyuan was the seventh heaven of daohuang at that time, but he failed in one move!

After that, he was seriously injured. The original method of the little devil Lord was cruel, and he cut off 12 channels.

The devil's hand!

In the past three years, the root of the disease has fallen, and the cultivation has been gradually retrogressed, until the daohuang day by day.