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"Chapter: Chen Gou, come at me if you have something to say!"
Song Dabaos was puzzled as to why Chen Anlin was targeting this horse servant. He didn’t dare to ask too many questions. After all, if the death of a mere horse servant could bring joy to Lord Chen, then it would be worth it.
"Fang Yuan, you have offended Lord Chen and must be punished!"
Song Dabaos stepped forward, and Chen Anlin noticed that the luck above Song Dabaos' head flickered ominously, showing signs of diminishing.
What a surprise! Song Dabaos is indeed in danger of being killed by Fang Yuan.
"Song Dabaos, this person is not simple; be careful," Chen Anlin suddenly warned.
"Huh?" Song Dabaos was taken aback.
Nevertheless, he obediently nodded to his subordinates, signaling them to move forward.
"Song Dabaos, he’s just a horse servant; is it really necessary to deal with him?"
Xu Qingxue was anxious and quickly spoke up, glancing at Chen Anlin. "Lord Chen, could you give me some face?"
"You’re defending a mere horse servant; do you know him? Is there some connection?" Chen Anlin looked at Xu Qingxue with a half-smile.
Xu Qingxue's eyes flashed with panic, but she quickly denied it. "Lord Chen, I just feel sorry for him."
At that moment, two of Song Dabaos' subordinates approached Fang Yuan step by step.
"Fang Yuan, surrender now!"
An elderly guard spoke sternly.
Fang Yuan suddenly laughed. "Hahaha! Song Dabaos, Chen Anlin, do you really think I’m so easy to deal with?"
Boom!
He suddenly struck out. The two approaching guards hadn’t reacted yet when they saw Fang Yuan’s hands glowing black as he swiftly grabbed their necks.
With a vicious twist, the two guards died on the spot.
"Who are you, really?"
Song Dabaos's expression changed slightly. His horse servant had suddenly transformed into a master, leaving him momentarily stunned.
Then it hit him—Chen Anlin's targeting of this person was not a whim; he had seen something. This individual was definitely not the same horse servant he once knew.
Had he taken over someone else's body? Or did this person have another identity?
A wave of fear washed over him. This person's strength was comparable to a fifth-tier expert; if he suddenly turned against the Empress, the Song family would be doomed.
With a command, Song Dabaos ordered his guards to surround Fang Yuan.
Chen Anlin narrowed his eyes, fixated on Fang Yuan.
He wouldn’t deal with those luck-based individuals so quickly, but this time was different; the Empress might be in danger, so he had to eliminate any threats to her in advance!
Whoosh!
Chen Anlin summoned his sword. This sword was not the yellow flash that was still with the Empress, who was helping him infuse it with spirit crystal iron ore. The sword he wielded now was an earlier one, a mystic-tier sword he had used before.
"Get away from me!"
Fang Yuan roared, and within that roar seemed to echo a dragon's cry that resonated throughout the sky.
Roar!!!
Ahhh!
The surrounding guards were thrown into disarray, and as Song Dabaos attempted to charge forward, he was repelled by a powerful force, stumbling back several steps.
"Protect Lord Chen!" Song Dabaos shouted.
Xu Qingxue scoffed inwardly; at such a critical moment, he didn’t even protect her—Song Dabaos clearly didn’t care for her.
She now only hoped that Fang Yuan would leave quickly; even if he killed Song Dabaos before leaving, it would be fine. If he could kill Chen Anlin, that would be even better.
Once Chen Anlin was dead, the Song family would undoubtedly bear the Empress's wrath for their failure to protect her.
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became, but suddenly she felt a chill on her neck. Turning her head, she was startled into a shiver!
Chen Anlin held his sword across Xu Qingxue's neck.
"Fang Yuan, if you don't surrender now, I will kill her," Chen Anlin said coldly.
"Ah, Chen Dog, if you have something to say, come at me!" Fang Yuan shouted in anger.
He was furious, not understanding how Chen Anlin had discovered his relationship with Xu Qingxue. However, surrendering was not an option for him. Surrender meant death, and it meant that the Dragon Soul within him would be exposed. With the Empress's methods, she would undoubtedly extract the Dragon Soul from him.
Run! Run! Run!
He turned and fled.
"Your Majesty, this person possesses a Dragon Soul!" Chen Anlin sensed the Empress approaching and shouted urgently.
Roar!!
Fang Yuan soared into the sky, and suddenly a wisp of soul appeared around him, resembling a long dragon spirit that carried him away on the wind.
This dragon spirit was not a true dragon but bore a trace of true dragon blood. Even so, that trace of bloodline granted immense benefits.
As soon as the Empress appeared, she charged toward Fang Yuan's escape route.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
She unleashed a series of powerful yang energies, striking Fang Yuan's formidable Dragon Soul and severely injuring it. Nevertheless, he still fought desperately to fly southward with the dragon spirit.
In the end, they vanished into the night sky.
Wu Xixue descended with a cold expression. "This person has a Dragon Soul within him. Song family, how could none of you know about this?!"
Clearly, this Dragon Soul did not appear out of nowhere; it must have originated from the remains of the dragon spirit. The soul of that dragon had long since entered Fang Yuan's body.
Song Daba quickly knelt down in fear. "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. Just now, I saw where Fang Yuan fled; it was the glacier where the dragon bones are buried. He must be headed there."
"Yes," she replied. "His body is severely injured; only the remains of the dragon can heal him. We must act quickly."
"Immediately arrange for someone to go," Song Dabaos said.
Within the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the preparations were completed, and they set off at once.
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