Chapter 4757 4.0509 Soul Destruction
Rao Shilong Qian reacted extremely quickly and wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't do anything at all.
Locked and attacked by Long Xuanji's powerful soul, Long Qian had nowhere to escape, and could only watch the short blade with a sharp edge, passing through her soul body.
That icy cold feeling made her feel flustered for no reason.
It's impossible, she can't disappear in the realm of forgetting river.
She is Long Qian, the future and hope of the Wangchuan Long clan, and the long patriarch who can lead the entire Wangchuan Long clan back to the highest peak!
Long Qian's face was indifferent, and he slowly lowered his head in a mechanized manner, his eyes couldn't hide his surprise, watching himself shatter into pieces bit by bit, fading away with the wind.
she……
Not reconciled!
In the end, Long Xuanji just glanced at Long Qian lightly, and took the unwillingness in her eyes into her eyes.
Then he shook his head and couldn't help sighing lightly: I didn't expect that the Wangchuan Long clan would actually take office, such a clan leader who was so obsessed with returning to the glorious peak of the Long clan.
But is that possible?
Times have changed, and there have been many changes from generation to generation.
Now it has been three or four hundred years since the glory of the Long family.
No clan can boast that it can prosper forever.
Even if the prosperous Shenzhou, Mingzhou and Cangzhou seem to be very prosperous today, can they guarantee the prosperity of future generations and the longevity of the country?
Can't.
Everything can only follow the laws of heaven, and everything can only follow historical development, that's all.
Long Xuanji couldn't help shaking her head, and finally glanced at Long Qian's soul piece dissipating in the sea.
"From today onwards, the remaining members of the Wangchuan Long clan will be exiled to the Wangchuan Cold Valley."
The cold voice of the ancestor Long Xuanji made everyone stunned for a moment.
"Long Hui!" When Senior Xuanji coldly read Long Hui's name, the latter's body trembled slightly.
He hurriedly swam out of the mercenary juniors, bowed and bowed, "Junior Long Hui, I have seen Senior Xuanji."
Xuanji's ancestor nodded lightly, "Your grandmother's mistake almost destroyed the entire Wangchuan clan."
"Now this seat punishes her, why do you have any complaints?"
Long Hui shook his head dumbly.
Ding Gongzi, who was standing not far away, watched all this with a cold eye. Seeing Long Hui's reaction at this time, there was a hint of fun in his eyes.
I didn't expect that Young Master Long would have such a day.
Judging from the appearance of this stupid head, he was probably stunned by this series of blows.
The younger sister was taken away by her selfish grandmother.
The grandmother was killed by the ancestors.
All the clansmen have to move to barren land like Wangchuan Cold Valley, and endure the torture of starvation, pain and barrenness all year round.
These clansmen of the Wangchuan Long clan, although lingering on, were able to save a small life.
But what future do they have?
What a big joke.
Ding Gongzi's eyes flashed, a detached and indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head slightly.
If you can see the expression on Long Chuyu's face at this time, it must be quite exciting.
What to do, it seems a little impatient.
I really want to know that the aloof Mrs. Long, when she finds out that she was trapped by the old lady, will be sent to dig wild vegetables in the Forgotten River Cold Valley in the future...
Gee, the more I think about it, the more interesting it becomes.
Ding Gongzi was gloating over the misfortune, but this Xiang Longhui and his party had pale faces, and they opened their mouths and wanted to plead for themselves.