Chapter 920: Expulsion From the Family Tree

Kokura Island.

An inconspicuous island at the edge of the Jiaolong Clan's sea area.

The Jiao Siqi family, a first-class family, is located here.

At this time, in a dark and damp cave in a remote part of the island, a rather unpleasant conversation was going on.

"Brother, for the sake of the family, please hand over Wannian Zhilan."

"Also, your poison has penetrated deeply into your internal organs and there is no cure. You should condense your bloodline as soon as possible. It can also benefit future generations."

A dragon whose body was mottled with scales and moving slowly, and who was obviously in old age, looked at an old pale golden dragon lying on the ground with a pale face, faint traces of black energy, and weak breath with a complex expression.

Listening to these cold and heartless words, the old dragon opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Clan leader, Jiao Mingyu doesn't regret dying and is willing to sacrifice his blood. However," he breathed hard for a moment and looked at the clan leader Jiao Siqi with eyes full of hope and pleading.

"I got this Ten Thousand Years Zhilan from Du Yuanhai at the risk of my life for Jing'er. I hope the clan leader will be kind and let me hand it over to Jiao Jing."

Jiao Siqi sighed, "Brother, you don't know Jiao Jing's qualifications. Wouldn't it be a waste to let him take Wannian Zhilan? It's better to leave it to Tian'er. If he takes Wannian Zhilan, there is hope that he can The one who brought our family to the second level.”

Behind her, a small dragon with smooth scales and a slender body stepped forward and bowed deeply to Jiao Mingyu, and said: "Uncle Mingyu, give me Wannian Zhilan. Tian'er promises to lead the family to the second level in the future. level, and will definitely treat Brother Jing well."

Jiao Mingyu fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed leisurely and said: "Okay, I can hand over the Wannian Zhilan to you. However,"

Jiao Siqi's face showed joy and she promised repeatedly: "Brother, if you have any requests, feel free to ask. As long as we can achieve it, we will definitely agree."

"Jing'er will get one-fifth of the remaining portion of Wannian Zhilan."

"This is impossible!" Jiao Siqi refused straight away. She said in a deep voice: "Brother, we are not doing it for ourselves. Everything is for the development and growth of the family. Your and Jing'er's contributions and sacrifices will be remembered by the family. On the family tree, future generations will remember it..."

"As long as one-fifth, it's not too much." No matter how the dragons tried to persuade him, Jiao Mingyu insisted on his request.

Jiao Siqi's eyes turned cold, she sighed and stepped away.

Two dragons who had already become impatient immediately strode forward. One pressed against Jiao Mingyu's body, and the other stretched out its claws and directly grabbed the storage bag hanging around his neck.

"You..." Jiao Mingyu was furious, and he pushed himself up to resist, then fell to the ground weakly, his eyes full of despair and resentment.

"Let him go!"

A man's voice, calm and clear, yet full of irresistible majesty, sounded outside the cave and was clearly transmitted to the ears of all the dragons in the cave.

All the dragons suddenly turned around and looked at the two dragons coming from the light at the entrance of the cave.

One of them was black and shiny, with a cold gleam of scales. He was tall and strong, and his steps were steady and powerful. The distance between each step was exactly the same, as if it had been carefully calculated.

Behind him, Jiao Jing's face was full of tears, and there was deep disappointment and anger in his eyes.

"grandfather!"

Seeing Jiao Mingyu lying on the ground and dying, Jiao Jing let out a sharp roar, ran forward in a few steps, and unceremoniously pushed away the two dragons standing in front of Jiao Mingyu.

There was a hint of anger on the faces of the two dragons, but after looking at the two grandfathers and grandsons who were hugging each other and crying bitterly, they still made no other move.

"Who is your Excellency?"

Jiao Siqi asked in a deep voice.

She was very strange in her heart. It was clear that the dragon at the peak of the late Tongming period was the same as her, but it felt to her as thick and powerful as a mountain. Being stared at by his indifferent eyes actually gave her a trembling feeling from the soul.

The next moment, her anger suddenly ignited.

"Excommunicate these two from the family tree, and from now on, they will follow me."

Listening to the dragon's indifferent words, Jiao Siqi snorted coldly, "Your Excellency, you are so arrogant. I don't know who you are, but you are actually involved in our family's private affairs!"

"I don't care about your family's private affairs, but you have to think about it. Jiao Jing and I killed the goalkeeper of Sihua City. If someone comes to your door, can you bear this responsibility?" Zhan Nianchuan said calmly, and then he was very casual. Throwing down two huge dragon corpses.

Jiao Siqi and several other dragons all changed their expressions, looking at Jiao Mengke's body in disbelief.

Judging from the blood stains that have not yet changed color and the terrifying aura still exuding from the huge corpse, this is definitely a dragon in the transformation realm!

Moreover, he died not long ago!

"It's him. He's the goalkeeper guarding the East City Gate. I've seen him before." A dragon looked at Jiao Mengke's face carefully and exclaimed.

"This...you killed this?" Jiao Siqi's face kept trembling.

A strong person who can easily kill demon cultivators in the Transformation Realm, even if their entire family is wiped out, it won't be a problem.

"What do you think?"

Zhan Nianchuan smiled and said nothing.

Jiao Siqi twitched the corners of her mouth and forced out a smile. Then she quickly took out a huge animal skin, and then directly painted out the names of Jiao Mingyu and Jiao Jing on top.

At this time, Jiao Jing also picked up Jiao Mingyu's body with difficulty and stood behind Zhan Nianchuan.

"Wait!"

Jiao Siqi mustered up her courage and took an uneasy step forward: "You can take them two away, but the belongings they carry belong to our family, so you must keep them."

"It's something they have on them, right?"

To her surprise, Zhan Nianchuan didn't hesitate at all. Instead, he smiled lightly, grabbed the two's storage bags from his body, and threw them over.

Jiao Mingyu and Jiao Jing were afraid that Jiao Siqi would forcefully erase the brand of consciousness above them, so they immediately took back the brand as quickly as possible.

After taking the storage bag, Jiao Siqi was overjoyed.

One is deeply poisoned, and the other has extremely poor qualifications. It doesn't matter if they are both expelled from the family tree, as long as Wannian Zhilan is preserved.

But when she put her consciousness into the storage bag, her expression suddenly changed.