It took Murong Li a day to handle the matter, and the time was a bit tight. After finishing the matter, he returned to the inn.

In the space, after the two had dinner, they came to the room where the master of Shenlong Hall was detained.

The Master of Shenlong Hall is doing better now than before, and he won't belch immediately after being unable to catch his breath.

Su Yue threw him to the ground. When the master of Shenlong Hall heard the footsteps, he raised his head with difficulty and looked at the person.

Against the light, the master of Shenlong Hall saw a young man and woman walking towards him. The man was dressed in bold robes and had an extraordinary bearing. He was the Murong Li he knew.

The moment he saw Murong Li, he was stunned. He was not dead?

The woman holding his arm had a stunning appearance and an extraordinary temperament, and she and Murong Li were like a couple of gods and goddesses.

The Master of Shenlong Hall blinked his eyes and tried to sit up, but the slightest movement tugged at the wound on his body. The pain made him grin, so he simply withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the two people.

As soon as he saw these two people, the Master of Shenlong Palace was filled with hatred. Needless to say, these two people were Murong Li and his princess whom he hated.

He wounded Murong Li so severely with his sword, and then stepped on him into the river. His skin would peel off even if he died. This man actually didn't die, but now he has become his prisoner. It's really ridiculous.

"Cough cough cough..."

When the Master of Shenlong Hall was excited, his heart ached. He held his chest and coughed hard several times. Only then did he cough out a little bit of the qi in his chest, which would not make him angry to death immediately.

His dull eyes looked at Murong Li, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I fell into your hands, and I know there will be no good end for me, so give me a happy life."

Murong Li led Su Yue into the room, and the two of them sat on the chairs opposite the Master of the Dragon Palace. Murong Li looked at the Master of the Dragon Palace condescendingly, and said in a deep voice: "You are only thinking of good things, you almost killed me.

I haven’t settled the accounts with you yet, but you just want to be happy. I’m afraid there is no such good thing in the world.”

"Cough cough cough..."

The Master of Shenlong Hall felt suffocated. He coughed a few times and coughed up a mouthful of blood. He swallowed and said, "Then what do you want?"

Living like this without dignity and pain, the master of Shenlong Hall wished to die immediately.

But his Dantian was shattered by Qingyuan, and he had no internal energy left in his body. He also had no strength in his body. He couldn't even bite his tongue to commit suicide.

Murong Li sneered coldly and said in a cold voice: "The palace master is such a smart person, doesn't he know what this king wants? Of course I want your life. I will slowly torture you until you can't survive.

I can’t wish for death.”

This was the most dangerous time for him since he became sensible. He almost lost his life, thanks to the Master of the Dragon Palace.

But the master of the Shenlong Palace did not stay in the East Feng Kingdom, but came to the West Feng Kingdom to cause trouble. If he remained silent, he might let the Shenlong Palace go. Since he wants to cause trouble, then let him do it.

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the Shenlong Palace Master. He could imagine what kind of life he would live in the hands of Murong Li in the future.

Originally, people like them who wandered around the world just fought for their lives on the edge of a knife. They were not afraid of death or pain, but they were afraid of being tortured and that life would be worse than death.

It would be better to give them a happy life instead of suffering such torture and sin.

The Master of Shenlong Hall wanted to die, and he was thinking quickly about what he had in him that was worth exchanging with Murong Li to make him die quickly.

After thinking about it, there really is nothing worth having on me. As a prince, Murong Li has never seen any kind of precious treasures. The treasures in his Dragon Palace are probably not worthy of his attention.

As for the Dragon Palace, even if he dies, there will still be someone who will succeed him as the Lord of the Dragon Palace.

The previous leader of Shenlong Hall, that is, his father, gave birth to more than one son. He was just an outstanding one among his father's many sons.

Once the news of his death reaches the Shenlong Hall, one of his brothers will succeed him as the leader of the Shenlong Hall.

Moreover, the Divine Dragon Palace was founded by the ancestor, so it is impossible for him to hand over the Divine Dragon Palace.

I can't hand it over. Those old monsters are still alive. They are waiting for the dragon's blood to be refined into elixirs and let them take them. Their good skills will be greatly increased, their lives will be prolonged, and they may even leave this continent and go to a continent with spiritual energy to cultivate.

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After much thought, the master of the Shenlong Palace realized that the only skills he practiced were the ones he practiced. I heard the old monster said that the skills they practiced were not ordinary skills. Ordinary skills could only be practiced to the supreme level, and that would be the end of it.

But their technique can break through the Supreme Realm and reach another realm. At that time, spiritual power can be cultivated in the body, which is similar to practicing the cultivation technique.

When spiritual power is cultivated through physical strength, no peerless master in the world can compete with him at that time. This may attract Murong Li.

He hurriedly said: "My palace master can exchange it for you with a cultivation method, which will give my palace master a happy time."

Murong Li narrowed his eyes: "You are brave enough to trade your skills with me. Who knows if there are any problems with your skills? After practicing, I became obsessed with it. Isn't that just what you want? I have another problem."

Not stupid."

The master of the Shenlong Palace was stunned. He didn't think about the problem at all and made a fuss about the exercises. He promised: "I can guarantee that I will never make a fuss about the techniques."

"Then write it down and read it first."

Su Yue said quickly before Murong Li could speak.

"Yue'er, his words cannot be trusted."

Su Yue smiled slyly at him and said, "Let's take a look first."

She wanted the technique not for herself, but because they had so many people under their command, she could just find a good technique for them.

The master of Shenlong Hall's skills were certainly good. As for whether he dared to tamper with his skills, she wasn't worried at all.

She has plenty of ways to make him dare not disobey.

Murong Li understood and pretended to be helpless: "Okay, just listen to Yue'er."

So he said to the master of Shenlong Hall: "Then read it out, and I will write it."

The master of the Shenlong Palace felt happy. Sure enough, this technique was still tempting. He made the right bet. His eyes flashed and he nodded.

"Then you watch here, I'll get a pen and paper."

Su Yue saw the twinkling look in the Shenlong Hall Master's eyes. She held Murong Li down and watched while she went to get paper and pen.

Murong Li nodded.

Su Yue quickly returned to the study, took paper and pen, went to the wooden house, and put the paper and pen on the table.

Murong Li glanced at the Dragon Palace Master: "Then Palace Master, you can say it, and the king will write it. However, I warn you not to tamper with the skills, otherwise you will not be able to escape the outcome of life being worse than death."

The master of Shenlong Hall felt cold. Murong Li had reminded him earlier that he really wanted to do something to persuade the Dharma. Even if he died, Murong Li would definitely become possessed and would not live long. Sooner or later he would come down to accompany him.
Chapter completed!