Dragon Herder

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The Zhumen Gate is at the water drop lake, and one of the capitals, the water drop capital, is distributed around this peaceful lake.

Yang Liu Yiyi, with pleasant scenery, always regards Water Drop Capital as the most comfortable climate. Some wealthy businessmen are more willing to spend their wealth and buy a house near Water Drop Lake in order to soak in the charm of Water Drop Lake and enjoy The tranquility in the bustling and hustle and bustle of the imperial capital.

Along the long streets of Water Drop Lake, to the end is Zhumen, which has the best half-hushan island in Water Drop Lake.

In the first half of the Zhumen Gate, it can be said that you are in the busy city in the first half, and you completely enter the island mountain in the lake in the second half. The towering pavilions are faintly discernible among the tall weeping willow forests, quiet and elegant.

However, there was a sound of suona, resounding like a crow in front of the gate of Zhumen, when Zhu Minglang stepped into the gate of the gate, what he saw were shocking white lanterns after another…

Some strange beast carriages stopped at the wide gate, and a group of high-ranking nobles were walking into the Zhumen. In front of the Zhumen was a couple with a little gray hair.

Their complexion is gloomy, just out of a kind of numb etiquette, talking to those visitors.

Their eyes are extremely hollow, as if their souls are not on their own.

Those who come to mourn are in an endless stream, with white sails, dark fonts, and the mourning suona…

Obviously it is a funeral!

Whose mourning? ?

Zhu Minglang’s pace has accelerated involuntarily.

He walked to the door and looked at the gray couple.

The couple not at all noticed Zhu Minglang at first. After seeing the youth’s face clearly, the hollow eyes finally had some luster!

“Uncle, aunt…” Zhu Minglang looked at them, suddenly as if having a fish bone stuck in one’s throat, speechless.

“Xiao Lang?” The couple suspected that they were mistaken, and they confirmed again and again.

In the end, the couple ran down from the high-end at the same time. It seems that only by touching the temperature of Zhu Minglang can they be sure that this is a living person!

“Uncle and Auntie, who are you doing the funeral for?” Zhu Minglang asked.

Zhu Minglang has a very bad premonition at this moment.

My uncle Zhu Yushan and my aunt Bai Xin are those who have never had children. They treat themselves more like their own children.

Later, when he was nearly 40 years old, Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin decided to adopt an orphan who had taken refuge in Zhumen as their adopted son, named Zhu Tong.

Zhu Tong has been sensible and well-behaved since he was a child. Although aptitude is not excellent, he is always grateful to Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin, and he respects his cousin…

When Zhu Minglang saw the white lanterns and the characters written on the white lanterns, he felt something was wrong.

“You are back, you are back.”

There are wrinkles on Zhu Yushan’s face. He is obviously sad, but he is excited because he saw Zhu Minglang.

The same is true for Bai Xin, as if seeing the child he traveled outside finally returning, he grabbed Zhu Minglang’s arm and did not want to let it go.

“Uncle and Auntie, where is Zhu Tong?” Zhu Minglang asked again.

At this moment, a man riding on the Horned Dragon of Gangyan came. He had a half-beard and a fan decorated with jade ornaments in his hand.

Next to him, there was a young man with dark pupils and a cold expression, and he was wearing a jet black dress.

“Brother Yu Shan, Brother Yu Shan, it’s the fault of his brother, my dog, I normally raise some fierce dragons and dragons. The most important thing is that he really doesn’t know that the yellow-haired boy is you. For this reason, I deliberately let me take the blame here, and hope that Brother Yu will not pity the old feelings anyway, and listen to what you want to do!” The half-bearded man said with a distressed look.

Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin looked around at this time and found that the black clothed young man was really carrying a bundle of thorns on his back. The thorns pierced into his skin…

But what’s the point of this kind of guilt?

He only hurt some skin and flesh, and he would be fine if he went back and wiped the abrasion medicine, but Zhu Tong had to sleep forever in the cold wooden coffin!

“Sorrow, festival mourning, every time the big competition, you will accidentally kill you. I wish Yushan Old Brother but 10000000 million don’t hurt the peace between Zhumen and Purple Sect Lin because of this.” At this time, a body The lady wearing the Imperial Family dressing gown said.

“Yeah, competitions often hurt the innocent. What’s more, there are two disciplines that have to distinguish between the winners and losers. Yushan Old Brother, if you have any difficulties, even if you tell us Purple Sect Lin, our Purple Sect Lin is really wrong. First.” said the middle-aged man with half beard.

“Skills are not as good as humans, and life and death are up to you. Several elders, I know I shouldn’t be too heavy, but sometimes the Dragon Herder can’t fully control the bloodliness of the dragon beast. If I win every game in the future, If you want to plead guilty in this way, you should not equal to me first. Don’t hold any big competitions in the major forests and clans!” The black clothed young man said with a bit of resentment in his heart.

At this moment, a silhouette suddenly passed through the group of people, and he slammed the black young man’s throat with one hand, so that his throat bones were all rattling!

“I’ll do it for you, so you don’t need to go in and kowtow!” Zhu Minglang pinched the young man’s throat, and countless white feathers appeared all over his body.

These feathers are like rotating blades that hover around Zhu Minglang. As long as he gives an order, the young murderer will be cut into pieces!

“Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang, no, 100000000 no.” At this moment, Aunt Bai Xin rushed over and hurriedly grabbed Zhu Minglang’s hand and motioned him to let go.

“What a damned bastard, you have committed a crime here!” The half-bearded man was furious, and he patted Zhu Minglang with his palm.

A huge print appeared in his palm, like a blazing door.

In the door, an Azure Dragon full of purple flames opened its mouth and moved towards Zhu Minglang’s body and bit off.

Upon seeing this, Bai Xin hurriedly tried to stand in front of Zhu Minglang, but Zhu Minglang stopped Bai Xin with one hand, and his eyes suddenly flashed with red glow. The imposing manner skyrocketed at this moment, like a Fiend Demon!

“Sword Spirit Dragon.”

When I said it, I saw a sword burst out of the space, and I could only see the gorgeous illusory shadow flashing out, slashing towards the Azure Dragon with purple flames without everyone reacting.

The Azure Dragon can be described as turn pale with fright. Originally, he wanted to swallow Zhu Minglang, but he didn’t dare to get out of the door for a while and fled back to the spirit domain like an earthworm.

“Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang…” Bai Xin once again discouraged.

At this moment, everyone in the doorway looked at this place, all staring at Zhu Minglang who was pinching the black young man’s neck.

“Isn’t that Zhu Minglang???”

“Is it Zhu Tianguan’s son, Zhu Minglang who has been able to repair his sword?”

“Aren’t there rumors that he is dead?”

“Zhu Minglang used to be the little demon of the imperial capital. Even the children of the Imperial Family were cut off by him. The Head Disciple of Purple Sect Lin, Hao Shaocong, is estimated to be extremely unlucky.”

“What bad luck, I never heard that this little demon angered the sky, and his sword repair was thoroughly ruined, and he became a mortal who wandered in 4 places, and he had no face to come back!”

Not many people really came up to discourage them, they all stood by and watched the show.

Is there such a thing between the Zonglin clan?

In the end, because of the Imperial Family, the major event has become a trivial matter. The last thing to see is who is more powerful and has a better background.

“Go and knock over 100 heads, or I will kill you and your father together.” Zhu Minglang pushed hard and threw the little bastard on the ground.

Hao Shaocong coughed violently, his face flushed, and his anger quickly filled his chest. After the breath finally got well, he stood up, pointed at Zhu Minglang and said: “What are you, Zhu Tong’s Shit loyal brother brother!”

At this moment, the half-bearded man hurriedly pulled Hao Shaocong to his side, and gave him a fiercely stare to shut him up.

“Father, this man is going to kill me…”

“Shut up!” Hao Yong loudly shouted, so scared that Hao Shaocong looked pale back to the Imperial Family lady.

Hao Yong took a deep breath, and then apologized on his face: “It turned out to be the son of the great and famous Zhu Tianguan, Zhu Minglang. This time it was indeed the dog who was too hostile during the competition and he lost his hand. For Zhu Tong’s life, as a father, I will personally supervise and let my son kowtow these 100 heads in front of Zhu Tong’s mourning hall.”

“Zhu Minglang?” The imperial family lady stared at Zhu Minglang up and down, and finally coldly snorted and said, “hmph, it is no longer the same as it was in the past, but it is still so rampant. There really is a wish for Tianguan and Zhu Xue Protect you, you can act wilfully in this imperial capital.”

“Mrs. Zhao, please let me go as far as you can, and say one more thing that Zhu Minglang doesn’t like to hear. I promise you Zhao Clan can catch up with this month for a funeral.” Zhu Minglang said coldly. The Imperial Family lady said.

They are all considered Old Acquaintance for the holidays, and Zhu Minglang does not need to be polite with them.

This Mrs. Zhao, relying on herself as a wife of the Imperial Family, came to support the father and son of the Hao family. Although his uncle Zhu Yushan and aunt Bai Xin have always been ordinary persons, they are definitely not bullied!

I want to calm down and dream as the Imperial Family!

“You…” Madam Zhao pointed at Zhu Minglang, but she was so angry that she couldn’t speak.

The most important thing is that Mrs. Zhao really somewhat dreaded Zhu Minglang, cutting off the hands and feet of the Imperial Family children, he Zhu Minglang has done it, not to mention her mother’s Zhao Clan is not the Imperial Family.

This matter, Zhu Minglang has done it, and with Tianguan Zhu, no one dares to take Zhu Minglang.

“Xiao Lang, it’s fine if you come back, and you’ll be fine. Zhu Tong’s affairs, alas, let’s see him first. He has always wanted to see you again. Over the years, Zhu Tong has been working hard to cultivation, but also to be able to catch up. Follow in your footsteps…Hey, go see him and talk to him.” Bai Xin said while tears fell.

How could she not be angry or sad for her adopted son?

But what can they do.

Those who died in the Great Influence of Great Influence, in the words of the Imperial Family people: They were inferior to humans, and an inevitable accident occurred.