If I had known I wouldn't have saved you!

"this..."

Not only was the old man speechless, but all the ministers were also wailing and no one dared to speak.

Chen Yijun frowned and asked, "Who is this person? Where is he now? You don't know?"

This is what he desperately wants to know, and only the person who rescued him knows his life experience.

Although he is also a dragon, is he the dragon prince of Chen Jun? What happened in the past? Why did his family fall apart? Why did he settle down in the Twelve Lakes? These all need to be thoroughly investigated.

The ministers were silent, but the old man trembled and said, "The Holy King doesn't know... The man who saved you was named Qingya, and he was a general of the Xu Dog Clan. He was loyal to the previous king and refused to surrender. Before the previous king died, he told him the whereabouts of the Holy Son and asked him to protect him. But the black evil thief threatened Qingya's people with their lives and asked him to kill the Holy Son, so Qingya had no choice but to agree."

"Unexpectedly, Heisha was suspicious, so he gave him a Qilin knife, asking him to come back and report after eradicating the roots, and then test the blood on the knife. The Qilin knife can detect when the owner of the blood was born. It is also well known that the birthday of the Holy Son is March 11. At that time, Qingya had a son, and his birthday was the same as the Holy Son. Qingya reluctantly killed his son, but sent the Holy Son to Xuantian Continent. Later, he came back to report to Heisha, who was very happy and named him the King of Xu. But who knew that many years later, this incident was exposed, and Heisha was furious, so he wiped out his entire clan..."

After listening to the old man's story, Chen Yijun looked sad, and Si Yunjie beside him had tears in her eyes.

The story of Qingya killing his son to save an orphan had already spread throughout the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, but now that she heard it again, she still couldn't bear the grief.

Lin Shiyi sighed and said, "He was so loyal, but ended up with the whole clan being wiped out..."

Unexpectedly, the old man looked around and said cautiously: "I have an old relationship with Qingya, so I risked my life to save one of his tribesmen. This tribesman also brought a treasure that only the descendants of the dragon clan can open. Over the years, I have spared no effort to move his tribesmen around to avoid being hunted down by Heisha and his son. Now that the Holy King has returned, I am finally waiting for the end of my hope!"

Hearing this, Chen Yijun said with both sadness and joy: "Where are those people? I want to see them!"

The old man cupped his hands and said, "Saint King, rest assured. For many years, I have been playing along with the Black Demon father and son. They trust me and have not searched my house. Those clansmen are now hiding in the tunnels of my house. I will ask them to come and see you now!"

Having said that, the old man hurriedly retreated and went to inform his tribesmen.

Chen Yijun was extremely excited to know his own life story. He immediately stood up and said, "Let's go, follow me to welcome our benefactor!"

The group hurried out of the palace and blocked the old man's residence.

Soon, a group of monsters dressed in cloth came out timidly.

Among that group of monsters, many were level three dog beasts that walked on all fours, a few had human bodies and dog heads, and there was only one man who had transformed into a human body.

He looked miserable, wiped his tears and bowed, saying, "Little demon Bai Xuan, greets the Holy King!"

Chen Yijun quickly helped him up, held his hands tightly and said, "My dear, you have suffered!"

Then, he said loudly: "The Xu Dog Clan has made great contributions! This king has appointed them as the guardian beasts of the country! Bai Xuan is the Xu King, and he will lead his people to live in the Holy Demon City in the future to protect this king!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Xuan burst into tears and quickly knelt down and said, "Thank you, Holy King! My Xu Dog Clan is grateful!"

Although the king and his subject had never met before, they hit it off immediately and talked about everything from morning to night. In the evening, Bai Xuan ordered his tribesmen to bring a box and gave it to Chen Yijun, saying frankly that this treasure box was a treasure passed down in the family. It contained relics of the previous king and needed to be opened with dragon blood.

Chen Yijun took the treasure box and entered the secret room in the mansion alone. Half a day later, he walked out of the secret room again. The treasure box had been opened, but there was nothing inside.

He also looked like he understood everything, his expression became more complicated, no longer as free and easy as before.

After returning to the palace, he refused to speak when Lin Shiyi asked him, and spent the whole day drinking to drown his sorrows. Si Yunjie was worried about him, so she could only stay by his side and take care of him day and night.

Lin Shiyi had a headache. Now that the matter of the demon clan had been settled, he was ready to go back. But seeing Chen Yijun's current state, he became a little worried. What if something happened to this guy right after he left?

After living there for many more days, Chen Yijun still spent his days drinking and ignored the affairs of state. Many ministers of the demon clan had been waiting outside the palace for three days. It seemed that something big had happened, but the Saint King did not announce it, and they dared not go in. They could only wait anxiously.

Si Yunjie has been taking personal care of Chen Yijun. Lin Shiyi had no choice but to come forward and bring several ministers to the imperial study.

None of the ministers had any animosity towards Lin Shiyi, because earlier, Chen Yijun had personally appointed Lin Shiyi as the national teacher of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, and he had made an indelible contribution in helping Black Dragon regain the throne of the Holy King.

And Si Yunlan also got to know Lin Shiyi's character in the past few days, and saw clearly that he and the Holy King were as close as brothers, so he dared not act presumptuously anymore.

"Tell me what you want to say. The Holy King is too sad to handle the affairs. Tell me what happened and I will handle it."

Looking at the anxious-looking demon ministers, Lin Shiyi patiently comforted them.

The old man who had revealed the black dragon's origin earlier bowed and said, "My Lord, the demons in the north are in chaos right now, and the Sumeru ghost fog is getting bigger and bigger, and it's threatening to swallow up the north. We must pay attention to this. If we let the ghost fog swallow us, our demon world will never have peace again."

It was the first time that Lin Shiyi heard the term Xumi Ghost Mist, and he immediately wondered, "What is this Xumi Ghost Mist?"

Seeing this, Si Yunlan explained, "National Master, this Xumi Ghost Mist is the fog outside the interface channel. Originally, it could only be seen after going to Wanling Mountain in the south and passing through the Demon Spirit Realm Channel. But for some reason, now the ghost fog has also appeared in the north, and the area is getting bigger and bigger. It will soon engulf the north."

Lin Shiyi nodded and couldn't help frowning.

He had seen the ghost fog before. In the fog, the sky and earth were dark, and the sun and moon did not exist. If one stayed in such an environment for a long time, he would probably go crazy sooner or later. But what was there in the north of the demon spirit world? How could such a ghost fog suddenly appear?

"Do you have any solution?" Lin Shiyi looked at several ministers and asked.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a three-inch beard bowed and said, "Master, the ghost fog came from the cracks in the space. If you want to make it disappear completely, you need to find the damaged space and fill it with Wanjing Stones. Only in this way can you succeed."

Lin Shiyi looked at the middle-aged man who was speaking. He saw that he had a kind face but a dull look in his eyes. Coupled with his neat three-inch beard, he could tell at once that he was a sheep demon in disguise.

This sheep demon doesn't have any great magical powers after transforming, but he is extremely intelligent, and there must be some truth in what he said.