"Chen Xuan, tell me, do heaven and hell really exist in this world?"

"Didn't I say it before? Yes, but it's lonely. There's no one left who is lonely."

Chen Xuan knew that this was a hope for Ying Zheng, a hope that his parents were not killed by him.

The feeling of being alone is not as good as people imagine.

This is like a besieged city, people outside want to get in, and people inside want to get out.

If you have not experienced other people's lives, it is not good to point fingers at others.

Even though everything Chen Xuan does now is for the good of Ying Zheng, how many people in later generations have been ruined by the phrase "it's all for your own good"?

Chen Xuan didn't know whether he would destroy Ying Zheng, but the only thing he was sure of was that at least he had not ruined Ying Zheng for the time being.

"Then, why did I go to the underworld and meet King Zhaoxiang and the deceased Lord Wu'an?"

Ying Zheng picked up Chen Xuan again and let Chen Xuan's dragon head face him and his eyes.

"Perhaps, during the time I've been here, something happened that I didn't expect."

Chen Xuan was held in Ying Zheng's hand with a look of despair on his face.

"Zheng boy, I'm warning you, don't talk about me like this again!"

"Unpredictable?"

Ying Zheng smiled, and he seemed to have guessed something, but he didn't say it, nor would he say it, let alone go into it.

Some things are better left unknown. Once revealed, the so-called mystery will be gone, and he will no longer have all the power he had after Ying Zheng.

"The late King Zhaoxiang asked me to go to Yongcheng to pay homage to my ancestors. Chen Xuan, what do you say? Should I go or not?"

Ying Zheng was still holding Chen Xuan and asked with a smile, poking Chen Xuan from time to time, as if they had returned to the past, the days when they depended on each other.

"Go, why not?"

Chen Xuan didn't dare to change back to his original form. After all, since he learned the black dragon's moves, he has basically become a physical body.

If things really returned to their original state, Ying Zheng would probably be crushed to death.

"Then go. I'm curious about what King Zhaoxiang left behind for me."

Ying Zheng fiddled with Chen Xuan twice before letting go and letting Chen Xuan float in the air by himself.

He stood up slightly, without making any other movements, still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.

He was still wearing the dark royal robe, the twelve tassels on the crown still covered his face, and the voice filled with endless power was still giving orders.

"Pass on my order and drive to Yongcheng. I want to go and pay respect to my ancestors!"

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