Binding the Dragon for the Empress - Chapter 61

[Chapter 61: Hard-hearted]

“It’s now… Melt the magic magic into his body.” The

low magic voice sounded in Ning Zhiyu’s mind with a bewitching meaning.

The magic gu wrapped in small clusters of red flames slowly floated up from Ning Zhiyu’s eyebrows, and stopped at a position within his reach. Ning Zhiyu’s dark eyes reflected the flames that shouldn’t exist in this world, and his eyes struggled.

“Let the demon be close to his eyebrows, and it will pour into his mind of his own accord.”

“Come on, now, Yan Yuan is yours…”

While the Demon Venerable was instigating earnestly, Ning Zhiyu slowly stretched out as if possessed by demons. The hand, the flame seems to have life, jumping and adsorbing on his palm, with a scorching temperature.

“You promised me that you wouldn’t hurt A Yuan…”

“That’s natural.”

“You promise.”

“This deity always speaks its mind.”

After listening, Ning Zhiyu closed her eyes as if she had made up her mind. When he opened it again, there was not much struggle in his eyes. He turned to look at Yan Yuan’s face so close at hand, his eyes were sad.

“A Yuan…”

“I’m sorry… I can’t lose you…”

Tears welled up in his eyes, and his palms moved slightly closer to Yan Yuan’s forehead. As expected by the Demon Venerable, the flame slid into Yan Yuan’s eyebrows. It disappeared in an instant.

Ning Zhiyu quickly retracted her hand and looked at Yan Yuan nervously. The latter still slept soundly, unaware and without any discomfort.

“Well done.”

“Next, you only need a little bit to induce Yan Yuan to dig out Xuanlong’s heart…”

Ning Zhiyu knew that it was a stupid thing to be led by the nose. , but other than that, what else could he do? Yan Yuan’s falling in love with Xuanlong is a foregone conclusion. Even if you find a cultivator to drive this demon away, what can you do?

He can only let go.

He knew that he would be in a quagmire.

From this moment on, he has no turning back…

“What should I do.”

In order to avoid disturbing Yan Yuan, Ning Zhiyu did not dare to speak out. The Demon Venerable could spy on his mind and what he wanted to say, the Demon Venerable could immediately tell him. I know that from beginning to end, people and demons are communicating silently like this.

“It’s very simple. You secretly pour the medicine, and if you don’t take the dragon scale for a few days, your condition will deteriorate sharply and you will not wake up.”

“Yan Yuan loves you so much, she will think of a way to save you.”

“You don’t need to say, He will always put his mind on Long Xin…”

“Dragon’s Inner Pill… Is it possible to reshape your body for you?” Ning Zhiyu faintly heard the imperial doctor and Yan Yuan mention it before.

“Neidan? Oh, it has been used on Yan Yuan for a long time.” Demon Venerable sneered.

He could feel the strong dragon breath in Yan Yuan’s body, what else could there be besides the inner core? Although it is not clear why Xuanlong’s inner core was given to Yan Yuan, it was as if God was helping him.

“Without the inner elixir, Xuanlong is no different from a mortal. If Yanyuan tore his face with him, it would be easy to move. Otherwise, why do you think that a mortal can dig out Xuanlong’s heart?”

Ning Zhiyu thought How delicate, I quickly learned from the words of Demon Venerable that he was not honest with himself. Since Xuanlong is no different from ordinary people, according to what he said before, he has the ability to kill Yanyuan, so how difficult is it to dig Xuanlong’s heart? ?

Demon Venerable should not be able to leave him, so he needs to borrow his hand to achieve his goal.

But that doesn’t matter anymore…they just use each other.

As long as she can keep Yan Yuan by her side, the rest is not important… Ning Zhiyu closed her eyes, and the hall was as quiet as ever, as if nothing had happened.

The next morning, after Yan Yuan woke up, she didn’t get up the first time. Last night, he was clearly in a hurry to go back to accompany Xuanlong, but today he was a little reluctant to leave Ning Zhiyu. On Yan Yuan’s face, her expression was apprehensive.

“A Yuan…”

Yan Yuan: “Huh?”

Ning Zhiyu: “If I say, me and Xuanlong, you can only choose one of the two… Would you choose me?”

Yan Yuan had no disgust in her heart: ” It’s fine, why did you ask this all of a sudden?”

Ning Zhiyu shook her head and turned her back in a panic: “It’s nothing, if you don’t want to say it, forget it.”

Yan Yuan pressed it from behind, wrapped her arms around his waist, and said softly. “I chose you.”

“No matter how good I treat him, it’s because of you.”

“Really?…” Ning Zhiyu laughed.

“Yeah.” The

magic was really amazing, Yan Yuan became more and more interested in Ning Zhiyu, and in the next few days, he most often stayed in Luanfeng Hall.

The queen was once again favored, and the rumors in the palace gradually dissipated.

People’s hearts are unpredictable, and your heart is even more unpredictable. No one will doubt that someone has made a move. Even Yan Yuan didn’t realize it. He was controlled by the demon. When he saw Ning Zhiyu, he couldn’t help but feel happy, and when he saw him sad, he felt sad.

Like what he likes, worry about what he worries.

As for the love for Xuanlong, it is gradually fading.

As Demon Venerable said, except for Ning Zhiyu, all other creatures will become insignificant…

Yan Yuan usually doesn’t even think of Xuanlong, only when it involves Ning Zhiyu’s illness, will she think of that dragon , Thinking of Xuanlong seems to be very ill.

But he couldn’t find a reason to look at him, Yan Yuan felt that he had come to his senses, and he should have been clear about what was important and what was important. If he was entangled with Xuanlong again, he would be cruel to Ning Zhiyu. Although the demon didn’t erase his memory, it was able to erase Yan Yuan’s emotions and at the same time make him not feel weird at all.

Just like a puppet controlled by sorcery, it will not realize that it is a puppet.

Two days later, Ning Zhiyu vomited blood and fell into a coma. After the imperial doctor’s diagnosis, he came to the conclusion that Dragon Scale could no longer restrain his condition. Yan Yuan couldn’t hold back and returned to Qiankun Palace.

Xuanlong sat at the purple-gold nanmu table in an ink-colored robe and painted the little wooden man with a paintbrush. The wooden figure has a delicate face, wears an emperor’s crown, and is dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe. The yellow paint is only halfway up, and the door is suddenly pushed open.

He used to have a keen sense of hearing and could hear footsteps outside from a long distance, but now he can only detect it when he is close, and his reaction is particularly slow. This wooden figure was engraved before. Xuanlong knew that Yan Yuan would not care about this thing, so he didn’t plan to give it to him. He just stayed in the hall all day and was bored, so he couldn’t help but look for something to do.

Subconsciously, he wanted to hide the wooden man in his sleeve, but he fell to the ground in a panic.

When he bent over to pick it up, Yan Yuan had already come in. There are colorful paints on the table, and there is a smell that is not particularly good.

“What are you doing?”

Xuanlong sat up and tightened the wooden figure in his hand, but did not speak.

Yan Yuan sat down on the stool next to her, saw what was in his hand, and said with some disgust, “Why are you still playing with this wooden man, didn’t I say no?”

“Could this be the birthday gift you gave me? ?”

Xuanlong shook his head and put the wooden figurine into his sleeve. The paint was not dry, so his hands were soiled, and even the fabric was not immune.

Yan Yuan was suddenly a little upset for some reason.

Xuanlong really lost weight visibly to the naked eye, and the cheekbones on the half of his face without a mask were slightly raised, but he was still handsome, and his originally pale pink lips were bloodless.

Yan Yuan’s eyes lingered on his face: “Have you been feeling better these days?”

“Isn’t there really anything wrong?”

“Yes.” Xuanlong replied calmly.

Seeing that he was able to get out of bed, Yan Yuan was relieved: “I was worried that you would die before, but it seems that I really thought about it too much.”

“It’s fine if you’re fine.”

“Don’t worry.” Xuanlong replied in a low voice.

As an ordinary person, it is normal to feel guilty about benefactors. Xuan Long saved his life and Ning Zhiyu’s life, isn’t it Yan Yuan’s benefactor.

Yan Yuan looked at him with a deep sense of guilt in her heart, but that guilt would not be heavier than her obsession with Ning Zhiyu. So Yan Yuan stretched out her hand and gently held Xuanlong’s hand in the way he was used to before, coquettishly.

“Apo, tomorrow is my birthday.”

“I want a special birthday present, can you give it to me?…”

Xuanlong raised his head and looked at him: “You say.”

As long as he can give it ,It will be all right.

“Neidan.” Yan Yuan tried her best to suppress the urgency and pain in her eyes. “I want Nei Dan.”

“Ayu is dying…”

Xuanlong was silent for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said, “I can’t do anything.” The corners of

Yan Yuan’s eyes turned red, and he changed back to his previous appearance, as if Ning Zhiyu was him The life of Xuanlong, and Xuanlong is a must, and can be trampled no matter what.

“You should show mercy, okay?”

“Even if you can live without the inner alchemy, he will die without the inner alchemy.”

“Just for me, you help me, you help me… …”

Xuanlong’s hand bones were pinched so painfully, he lowered his head, the long hair hanging in front of him covered most of his face, and he couldn’t see his expression in the shadows.

“A Yuan… I can’t do it.”

The voice was still low, as if nothing could arouse his emotions.

Yan Yuan coaxed in a soft voice: “Why can’t you do it? You can, as long as you help me, I can promise you anything… OK?

” For the rest of my life, although I don’t love you as deeply as Ayu, I will treat you kindly.

Xuanlong is silent.

Although he already knows that Yan Yuan’s feelings for him will not exceed that person, he can beg for that person. He will still feel sad in his heart. It’s just that his sadness will never be shown.

Yan Yuan waited in a hurry, and suddenly anger came out of her heart. She threw off his hand and stood up, her expression was so cold that she was not alone at all: “You’re just dying! ”

It’s all said that the dragon and snake family, I think you are also a cold-blooded animal like a snake.

Xuanlong didn’t want to argue with him, so he got up and walked to the bed in silence. No

one dared to take his words as a deaf ear, Yan Yuan chased after a few steps and pushed Xuanlong from behind: “You talk! ”

Xuanlong’s legs and feet were weak and his body lost his balance. He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. Cold sweat broke out in an instant. He covered his stomach, as if a knife had been gouged through his stomach, and his face was pale.

Yan Yuan didn’t expect her to be like this. He could be pushed down by pushing, and he was a little panicked for a while, so he bent over to help him: “Apo…”

Xuanlong’s breathing was heavy, he pulled his hand back with reluctance, and said with a smile on his lips.

“Well. ”

“You are right. ”

I’m a cold-blooded animal like a snake… a heart of stone.” ”

In the future, don’t ask me… I won’t give up my ten thousand years of Taoism and hand over the inner alchemy.” ”

I won’t save him…”

[End of This Chapter]