The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

“We’ve been waiting, waiting for my king to come back…” The red dragon wept and said. For more than a thousand years, countless dragons died in battle. They were hunted down all the way. Every time they wanted to flee to the north, they would be intercepted by the undead. The companions around them became fewer and fewer. Now, there were only the two of them left, and they had always been worried about what their Little Highness would do once they died.

Qian Yuan raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot and his lips trembled.

“My King… My King is already dead…”

Finally, he told the most difficult truth.

The two red dragons’ faces turned deathly pale, for their last ray of hope disappeared.

“My King is already dead… How could it be? He was so strong… Who could kill him?” Long Huang was the strongest eight-winged golden dragon in their minds. If Long Huang were still alive, it would be very difficult for Long Yan to defeat them, even if he united with the undead.

But their king was already dead…

He died in the Radiance Continent.

He would never be able to return to his homeland and see the child born from him.

“My King is dead… Then, what are we going to do now?” The red dragons fell in despair. Long Huang had already died, didn’t that mean they no longer had their last hope?

“We are going to the north where there are still many resisting dragons. Although our king and queen are dead, His Little Highness is still here. Our clan still has hope. In the north, there will be many companions to help us deal with Long Yan and the undead.” Qian Yuan wiped away his tears. They still had the child of Long Huang and Long Miao. Their Little Highness would one day grow up and avenge his parents.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on the timid little fellow. The extremely burning gazes made the scared little golden dragon tremble all over. He tried to curl himself up behind the red dragons and did not understand what they were talking about.

“Why hasn’t His Little Highness grown up yet? According to the age of the dragons, he should have grown up already.” Qian Yuan looked at the little golden dragon with the form of a young dragon and asked.

One of the red dragons replied, “We have no idea. His Little Highness grew up very slowly after we took him away. Later, he remained in the form of a young dragon. He never grew up. We were fleeing all this time and didn’t have the chance to find out why.”

Over a thousand years had already passed; by all accounts, the little golden dragon should have become an adult dragon by now, but his time seemed to have stopped and he could not continue to grow.

Young dragons were very fragile. They had little ability to protect themselves. The higher the rank of the dragon, the weaker they would be when they were young. The situation of the little golden dragon now was that even an ordinary undead could kill him.

“If Long Shi is still alive, he should be in the north. He should know the reason for this. The most important thing for us now is to rush to the north as soon as possible.” Qian Yuan said.

“Once I get rid of the death energy on them, we’ll set out at once.” Shen Yanxiao knew very well that the current situation was very dangerous. Although they killed the bone dragon and caught the undead, if they lost contact for too long, Long Yan’s subordinates would be aware of the unusual situation. If they met more pursuers, it would not be so easy to escape again.

“Little Xiao, do you really have a way to get rid of the death energy?” Qian Yuan looked at Shen Yanxiao hesitantly. As far as he knew, the only thing in the world that could deal with death energy was the divine power of the gods. Before, when they were attacked by the merfolk, he found that they were covered by a divine force. Was that Shen Yanxiao’s doing?