When Qin Chu heard Xiao Jin talking about the dragon clan, she didn't have much idea about it. Only when she actually met two dragons did she have a clear feeling. They were countless times more powerful than the human race. These two dragons seemed to be dragon clan.

The most inconspicuous bloodline.

Wushuang Sword does not have a very high opinion of them. Even the common people of the Dragon Clan are so powerful. They do whatever they want in front of humans. Humans have no power to fight back and can only wait to be slaughtered.

She couldn't even imagine that if one day a war broke out between the Dragon Clan and the Human Clan, it would be a catastrophe.

No wonder Rong Lan hates the Dragon Clan so much.

"Chu Chu, stay here and wait for me to come back." Rong Lan said in a deep voice, and kissed her on the forehead. His slender body rose up from the ground and chased the direction of the dark cloud. Qin Chu was shocked and turned pale.

"Rong Lan..." Her voice couldn't stop Rong Lan's retreating figure, so decisive and heroic.

Qin Chu's heart was twisted.

What should you do if something happens?

Although he is the Sword Emperor and the youngest Sword Emperor in the entire continent, after all, he is only from the human race. How can he fight with the dragon tribe? This is asking for death. Qin Chu clenched his hands. This massacre came quickly and swiftly.

It was so tragic that they were all caught off guard.

There are broken walls and ruins everywhere, dead people everywhere, and mourning everywhere.

Someone is crying, someone is shouting.

Qin Chu suddenly saw Situ Jiong sitting on a clean step with his eyes slightly closed, as if it had nothing to do with him. He reacted very indifferently to all this, as if he couldn't see the tragic situation.

Liu Ting and Qin Xue were both slightly injured and were adjusting their breaths on the side. There were several children from aristocratic families beside them, and none of them looked very good. Qin Chu heard them talking and it seemed that some people had died.

The dragon's flames were so hot that the alchemist had no way to cure the damage caused. He could only resign himself to fate. Even if he could treat it, it would not be cured overnight. Qin Chu looked at them with mixed emotions.

"Third sister, where is the prince?" Qin Xue asked. Even though she was injured, Qin Xue was very calm and charming, and did not look a little embarrassed.

Qin Chu looked into the distance. The dark clouds had lost their direction. She didn't know where they had gone. She didn't know when Rong Lan would come back. Qin Xue saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time, and her heart sank.

She asked anxiously, "Did something happen to the prince?"

Qin Chu frowned and shook his head, "He's fine. He'll be here soon."

She found a quiet place to sit down and rest. When Rong Lan came back, Qin Xue breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Ting gritted her teeth and said, "Why didn't she die? There was such a big riot and many people died. Her luck

Why is it so good?"

Situ Jiong frowned slightly, not used to Liu Ting's arrogance and viciousness. In any case, Qin Chu saved her life. If it weren't for Qin Chu, Rong Lan wouldn't have come and beat away the Xuanyuan Empire people.

She has also died long ago.

It doesn't matter that she didn't have a grateful attitude, but she was still so ungrateful, which was simply ungrateful.

A vicious thought suddenly came to Liu Ting's heart. This accident had caused countless casualties. If she died, no one would notice it. If she died, it would not hinder her.
Chapter completed!