Zishan was angry. She wanted to stop Long Jiaoyang from seeing the prince, but she knew that doing so would not only make Long Jiaoyang's situation very dangerous, but also put the Xuannv Sect in crisis. Li Junhao could ignore His Royal Highness the Prince and ignore the Tang Dynasty royal family because he had a father of a sixth-grade Dan King.

Zi Shan's father was just the leader of an intermediate sect and could not challenge the majesty of the Tang Dynasty royal family.

Li Laogui and others were very clear about Zi Shan’s feelings for Long Jiaoyang. He dispersed the disciples of Xuannv Sect and left Long Jiaoyang and Zi Shan alone.

"If the prince asked you to join the Tianlong Army, what would you choose?" Zi Shan's apricot eyes widened, and her bright black eyes contained endless feelings.

"I said last time that if I was selected, I would choose to join the Tianlong Army." Long Jiaoyang said in a deep voice without looking at Zi Shan's eyes.

"You've gone to the Tianlong Army, what should I do? Do you really want me to marry Li Meng or Zhu You?" Zi Shan roared angrily and roared angrily.

Long Jiaoyang said helplessly, "This is something inside the Xuannv Sect, I can't change anything."

"Why can't you change it? This time you saved my life. After I go back, I will beg my father to ask him to re-elect the saint. I want to marry you!" Zi Shan said excitedly.

"Marry...marry me?" Long Jiaoyang was shocked. He had never thought about marrying Zishan.

"You have seen all my body. Haven't you ever thought of being responsible? Long Jiaoyang, I don't allow you to join the Tianlong Army, I will never allow you!" Zi Shan's expression was ferocious and her tone was domineering.

The scene of Zi Shan's clothes breaking and falling when he opened his bloodline power appeared in Long Jiaoyang's mind. Then, Chu Ling'er's proud white body as white as a sword appeared in his mind. For Chu Ling'er, he not only looked at it.

"Zi Shan, calm down." Long Jiaoyang drove away the ripples in his mind and said.

"I can't calm down. I promised me not to join the Tianlong Army and not to leave me!" Zishan forced Long Jiaoyang to express his opinion.

"I can't go back to the Xuannv Sect now. The people from the Gao family are in power with me. I will die when I go back." Long Jiaoyang said

"People from the Gao family? There is no evidence yet. It is the Gao family who asked the killer to deal with you." Zishan understood Long Jiaoyang's situation in her heart, but she didn't want to admit it. She was afraid that as soon as she let go, Long Jiaoyang would never come back.

"Zi Shan, I have only offended the Gao family. If it weren't them, who could have spent such a big price? Ask a killer from the Saint level to kill me? I will not turn back to the Xuannv Sect until I have no ability to protect myself." Long Jiaoyang said decisively

Zi Shan whispered in tears, "Okay, go to the prince's dinner and join the Tianlong Army. From now on, we will never interact with each other!"

"Zi Shan..." Long Jiaoyang stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Zi Shan who was running away from him, but his hand reached halfway and stopped. Although his views on good and evil have changed, some deep-rooted ideas have not changed. The magic is not where he wants to stay. In addition, Zi Shan, the domineering behavior of wanting to dominate his life, made Long Jiaoyang unacceptable.

"Miss, why are you crying..." Xiaohong's suspicious voice came not far away.

Su Molong, Li Pojun, and Zhu Xing, the three Saint-level powerhouses, all showed disappointment on their faces. They could naturally hear the conversation between Long Jiaoyang and Zi Shan. The Saint-level powerhouses were connected with the surrounding Heaven and Earth Dao, and could listen to the sounds within a thousand miles.

Long Jiaoyang, this super talented alchemist, will probably become a member of the Tianlong Army after tonight, and will have no connection with the Xuannv Sect from then on.

Su Molong thought about it and walked to Long Jiaoyang's side. He said in a deep voice, "Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-

"Elder Su, you secretly protect Zishan here. When Mr. Xuanshe wants to kill me, where are you?" Long Jiaoyang was silent for a while, left this sentence, and returned to his room.

Li Laogui and Zhu Kun walked to Su Molong and asked, "How is it?"

"He won't look back." Su Molong sighed.

"Oh, as long as he participates in the competition, such a thing will happen sooner or later. We will cut off our own arm!" Li Laogui said annoyedly.

"Hmph, the Tianlong Army hides dragons and lies in the tiger, and the strong are like clouds. Long Jiaoyang will regret joining the Tianlong Army sooner or later." Zhu Kun snorted coldly and said.

Su Molong was silent, and he was a little confused. When Long Jiaoyang was assassinated by the Xuanshe Langjun, wasn't he shocked by the horse's explosion? How could he know that the person who drove away Xuanshe Langjun was not himself? Not other powerful people in the Xuannv Sect? Could it be that he knew who helped him drive away Xuanshe Langjun?

At night, Long Jiaoyang went to the prince's night banquet, accepted the prince's invitation, and officially joined the Tianlong Army.

This news shocked everyone, because the Long Lin Competition had only been one day, and before the competition result was released, Long Jiaoyang was an exception to be admitted to the Tianlong Army, which was a bit unruly.

For this matter, the Emperor Tianjian met His Royal Highness the Prince and was rejected, but he was not able to see His Royal Highness the Prince.

This annoyed the Venerable Tianjian. He went to see Li Junhao overnight and plotted for half an hour before leaving.

The next day, the sun rose, awakening everyone in the Tianxuan Sword Pool Holy Land.

Long Jiaoyang is full of energy and is preparing to fight Li Junhao with alchemy today. He has joined the Tianlong Army last night and has an agreement with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince that this battle has a great relationship with him.

Long Jiaoyang opened the door and walked out, Xiaohong was pacing back and forth in front of his door uneasy.

"Xiaohong, what's your business?" Long Jiaoyang asked.

Xiaohong walked to Long Jiaoyang with a strange look on her face, but she didn't say anything, with a look of being inconvenient to say something.

"If you have anything, just say it, when did you become hesitant?" Long Jiaoyang was amused by Xiaohong's expression.

"Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Ke-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-Kei-

Long Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, and then mocked himself, "Are I being swept out of the house?"

"Ke-Ching Long, as long as you are willing to look back, go and apologize to the lady..." Xiaohong hurriedly persuaded, but Long Jiaoyang waved his hand and interrupted before she could finish her words, "Some things cannot be changed for the time being."

Long Jiaoyang doesn’t have much clothing, only one baggage.

"Xiaohong, go and tell Saint Zishan, Elder Li and others that although I joined the Tianlong Army, this time the Long Lin Competition will be held for the Xuannv Sect. I will always remember Saint Zishan's life-saving grace. If you need help in the future, you can send someone to find me at any time." Long Jiaoyang finished speaking sincerely, and turned around and left with a bag on his back.

In the room where the saint was resting, Zi Shan was leaning on the door, tears fell like rain, her heart was about to break, and it hurt very much. Long Jiaoyang's departure brought her fate back to the origin. She wanted to hide this relationship deeply and embark on the old path of countless saints.

(I wish my book friends a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and endless joy!)
Chapter completed!