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He instinctively covered his head, his face instantly draining of color and turning deathly pale.
Amidst gasps of surprise, Long Fei's legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees.
Then, it fell forward helplessly.
A huge question mark popped into everyone's mind.
What's going on here?
"Dad! Dad! What's wrong with you!"
The little girl in her arms let out a frantic scream, her tiny body trembling violently with fear.
Lin Ci's figure flashed by.
In an instant, it appeared in front of Long Fei.
He gently put Xiaolongying down from his arms.
The little guy immediately scrambled to Long Fei's side, trying to help his father up.
Jianlong was also shocked and quickly stepped forward to support the swaying Longfei.
"Long Fei! What's wrong with you!"
Long Fei stretched out his trembling finger and pointed with difficulty at the sword dragon's sharp arm armor.
His lips moved, and with his last bit of strength, he uttered a few words.
"Your armor... is highly poisonous..."
Finish this sentence.
Long Fei's hand fell limply to his side.
His eyes slowly closed.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events.
Lin Ci immediately squatted down and grabbed Long Fei's arm.
While seemingly observing the injuries, she was actually secretly using the Horse Talisman to heal Long Fei.
He did not heal Long Fei's injuries directly, but proceeded slowly.
A warm magical power, imperceptible to others, quietly surged into Long Fei's body, forcibly maintaining his rapidly fading life force.
Long Jian, shrouded in a black cloak, suddenly contracted his pupils.
He instantly realized that it was the blood of the Poisonous Pool Dragon!
It was the poisonous blood that splattered onto the master's arm armor that caused this tragedy.
After a brief silence, the White Dragon Clan's forces erupted into action.
The pent-up anger erupted like a volcano.
"Sword Dragon! You despicable scoundrel!"
A white dragon warrior, his eyes bloodshot, pointed at the sword dragon's nose and cursed loudly.
"If you can't beat us, then poison us!"
Chapter 46 The Old Clan Chief's Favoritism
A roar, like a thunderclap, resounded within the ancient hall.
"Sword Dragon! You despicable scoundrel!"
The white dragon warrior's eyes were bloodshot, and his fingernails dug deep into his palms from the excessive force, almost drawing blood.
His voice was like igniting a powder keg for the entire White Dragon Clan.
Jianlong waved his hands frantically, his face drained of color.
"No, that's not how it is... You've misunderstood."
His explanation was weak and powerless, drowned out by the White Dragon Clan's overwhelming rage.
"Still claiming it's a misunderstanding!"
Another member of the White Dragon Clan stepped forward, his white armor trembling slightly with rage.
"You despicable bastard!"
This insult completely crossed the line for the Azure Dragon Clan.
They didn't care whether Long Fei lived or died, but they would never allow anyone to insult their Azure Dragon Clan's hero.
A member of the Azure Dragon Clan immediately stood in front of the Sword Dragon, glaring angrily.
"You bullshit!"
"It was clearly Long Fei who secretly practiced our Dragon Clan's Cold Shadow Technique, resulting in him going mad from internal energy and bringing about his own destruction!"
Upon hearing this, the anger in the eyes of the White Dragon Clan members almost burst forth and materialized.
"What nonsense are you talking about! Long Fei clearly died from poisoning!"
"It was your Azure Dragon Clan who poisoned us!"
The Azure Dragon Clan member let out a disdainful sneer.
"We, the Azure Dragon Clan, win with honor and dignity, and we accept defeat wholeheartedly. How could we possibly resort to such despicable means as poisoning!"
He looked Long Fei up and down at the spot where he had fallen, his tone becoming increasingly contemptuous.
"Besides, Long Fei only lost a little blood. Even if he was poisoned, he couldn't have died so quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of agreement immediately rose from the Azure Dragon Clan's ranks.
"That's right! Our Azure Dragon Clan is innocent!"
"If you want to incriminate yourself, why bother?"
The white dragon clansmen were so angry that they trembled all over, pointing at each other, their voices distorted.
"The facts are right in front of you, how dare you still try to deny it!"
The long-suppressed resentment between the two races erupted completely at this moment.
The arguing was like a surging tide, almost lifting the dome of the main hall.
Lin Ci held the trembling little Long Ying in his arms and sighed softly.
Long Fei's "death" was merely a fuse.
The feud between the Azure Dragon Clan and the White Dragon Clan has been deep-seated for a long time.
In his mind, he gave a command to that unseen phantom.
"Holy Lord, take Long Fei away, take him to a safe place, and wait for me."
The Holy Lord's voice, filled with absolute obedience, resounded deep within Lin Ci's soul.
An invisible magical force instantly enveloped Long Fei, who was lying on the ground.
To everyone's eyes, Long Fei's body began to become transparent, as if it were turning into specks of light and gradually dissipating.
This scene instantly silenced the arguing crowd.
Immediately, an even more intense panic and anger erupted.
Among the dragons, only the most powerful beings, upon death, have their bodies transformed into pure energy and return to the dragon's sacred land.
Long Fei is really dead.
Moreover, they died with their souls scattered to the winds.
"You still say you didn't poison it!"
The White Dragon Clan has gone completely mad.
The heated argument quickly escalated into a violent shoving match.
It's unclear who drew their weapon first, but the ear-piercing metallic scraping sound completely shattered their last shred of reason.
A bloody civil war was about to unfold in the main hall.
On the high platform, the old patriarch slammed his scepter heavily against the ground.
That aged yet still resonant voice, carrying an undeniable authority, silenced all the noise.
Although the two tribes stopped what they were doing, the hatred in their eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
Like two packs of wild beasts about to fight, they stared intently at each other.
The clan chief looked down at his clansmen, who were on the verge of exchanging blows, his face filled with heartache and exhaustion.
"We dragons are originally a united whole."
"But recently, such serious conflicts have emerged within the clan."
He coughed violently twice, as if he were coughing up the last of his life force.
"My health is deteriorating day by day."
“I am very worried that after I die, our dragon race will split apart and be devoured by other races.”
"That's why I wanted to use this competition to select a leader that both sides can trust, so that our dragon race can continue on its path."
As the old patriarch spoke, his gaze fell upon the sword dragon.
"I believe in Jianlong's character. He is definitely not the kind of despicable person who would poison someone. The one who poisoned him must be someone else."
"Therefore, until I find out the truth, let Stegosaurus temporarily take over as the leader's successor."
The Azure Dragon Clan's ranks were initially deathly silent, then erupted in deafening cheers.
"Stegosaurus! Stegosaurus!"
Their gazes toward the White Dragon Clan were filled with the smugness and contempt of victors.
Lin Ci's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
When I watched this scene as a child, I felt that everything about it was strange.