Reborn Of Dragon God

After talking with the real God, Long Yun realized that he didn't tell anyone that he wanted him to guard Yuxue gate, just like a shadow, an dispensable person, but he was doing the most indispensable thing all the time.

Thinking of this, Long Yun directly handed him his wine gourd. It was not a good wine, but it was not in Long Yun's eyes. However, the man who was really strong in the divine realm was so moved that he said from the bottom of his heart, "my Lord, I will never forget your kindness."

Long Yun originally felt very sorry for this man, but he was a big man. His tears and nose were coming down. He immediately pretended to be deep and said, "cough, it should be, it should be."

But Long Yun still wants to say something from his heart, "when you were in Xijia, did you do things like this? I mean, as anonymous as it is now! "

Maybe Long Yun asked about the key point, and the strong man with a sense of vicissitudes sighed unconsciously, as if he had finished his whole life. Like Long Yun, he didn't know how to speak, so he could only say frankly, "my Lord, you don't need to think so much about me. When master held me in his arms, he didn't want to name me. I don't even remember my hometown No, I'm your sword. "

After hearing this, Long Yun didn't mean to be moved. On the contrary, he was very angry. He didn't agree with the idea of the real God, so long Yun laughed wildly, "ha ha! Ridiculous, I long Yun laugh at your cowardice! You don't call it fearless. Do you think you can really become a sword if you don't have the root to return home? If one day the enemy gives you hope and tells you where your roots are and where your home is, you will be afraid and betray me

After hearing this, the man knelt down on the ground immediately, and the sound of "pa" startled the incense phosphor behind him. The strong man in the true spirit state felt ashamed. After half a day's pause, he finally made up his mind and said, "please give me some time to find my roots, and then I'll be your sword again!"

"That's about it. Go ahead." Long Yun got the answer he wanted. He didn't look at him any more. He immediately went to the gate of Yuxue gate with a dazed incense phosphor.

"Who's coming?" The questioner looked like a disciple guarding the gate, but Long Yun was really surprised, but he still replied, "I'm a disciple of Yuxue gate, Gao Feng is my master. Please tell me that Long Yun is coming."

The disciple immediately laughed. Long Yun didn't know why. He didn't explain anything. He looked very arrogant. Seeing that Long Yun was still staring at him, he was very upset and said, "go, go! Younger martial brother, why don't you say it's my ancestor? " After that, the disciple closed his eyes in boredom, as if to take a nap.

Long Yun is angry all of a sudden. Is there a doorkeeper like this? After a backhand slap, the disciple can really sleep for a while. He is only in the first level of xiaoshenjing, while Longyun is in the eighth level of shenhuangjing. If it wasn't for Longyun's special control of power, he could really meet his ancestors with that slap just now.

Incense phosphor again stay, looking at the dragon cloud to the door inside has entered, can only hurry up.

Long Yun enters the Yuxue gate and looks at all the familiar things around him. His mood is relaxed. The unique quiet and secluded nature of the Yuxue gate makes Long Yun completely relax. But at the moment, the little potato doesn't know what he sees or smells, so he immediately loses the old Ganoderma lucidum given by Chaoyang and runs to one of the directions of the Yuxue gate.

"Ah Incense phosphor in the back had to shout out, no sweet potato figure, "young master, you see sweet potato it is also too disobedient." Long yunchong touched Xiang Yu's head and said with a smile, "it's OK. If it doesn't make trouble, how can it be called sweet potato? Let's go to find your sister Yu first."

Incense phosphor is touched head is very useful, simply half close to Longyun's arm so with Longyun to red sandalwood peak direction.

They are like lovers in the sweet period. Along the way, there are people pointing at Longyun and Xiangyu, but no one greets Longyun.

It's not that Long Yun doesn't meet at the Yuxue gate, but that the disciples he meets along the way are mostly new recruits of the Yuxue gate. He doesn't know Long Yun, let alone Xiang Yu. At least Long Yun thinks so.

However, Xiang Yu's beauty naturally attracted the eyes of many male disciples. They pretended to be serious, but secretly aimed at Xiang Yu's posture, which made Xiang Yu almost bury her face in Long Yun's shoulder.

When the master and servant are approaching the red sandalwood peak, Long Yun and Xiang Yu are suddenly stopped by a group of disciples. They have men and women, but they are all faces that Long Yun doesn't know.

This group of disciples are not happy with Xiang phosphor's posture, or envious. They keep pointing. Naturally, Long Yun has a trace of unhappiness in his heart.

There is a female disciple, who is also Longyun. At first glance, she seems to think that she is the most beautiful of these female disciples. So when she sees Xiangyu's perfect appearance, her jealousy is already in Longyun's eyes.

"Who are you? This is Yuxue gate. It must be younger martial brother Zhang who is lazy at the gate again. " The female disciple was very unhappy. When Long Yun heard this, he thought of lengtouqing at the gate just now, and then looked at the Yuxue disciples. They were not strong enough. Their martial arts foundation was far less stable than that of the elder martial brothers and sisters who went up to the mountain. Are they new here? But there was an obvious sign of an inner door on their dress.So long Yun is eager to figure out what's going on. Maybe it's the first important thing to go to Xuansheng hall to find the Lord Lingcheng or master. After thinking about this, Long Yun immediately takes Xiangyu's little hand and goes to Xuansheng hall.

"Well, who are you two? Come and go? What do you think of our Yuxue gate as? " The female disciple was still reluctant.

She originally saw that Long Yun was beautiful, and even had a better face than her dream lover. The most irritating thing was that the incense phosphor around long Yun was much more beautiful than her, so many of her dissatisfaction was about to break out at this moment. It was when Long Yun showed weakness and went back, naturally, under her sign, the male disciples around her soon surrounded him.

"Get out of the way." Long Yun said lightly. After she had the experience at the door, she didn't want to be a bird any more. She looked so cute that she made a lot of male disciples' minds.

The female disciple who took the lead couldn't see it any more. She wanted to give Xiang Yu a slap. The "flies" who usually revolved around her saw more beautiful women and turned their faces faster than they turned their books.

Suddenly, the female disciple pulled out her sword and stabbed at Longyun. However, the edge of the sword deliberately picked Xiangyu beside Longyun.

The slender end of the sword is about to cross the beautiful face of the incense phosphor. With a Ding sound, the proud female disciple's seemingly delicate end of the sword is opened by Long Yun with a little finger.

Moreover, the female disciple holding the sword felt as if she had been hit by an unknown heavy object. The head of the tiger hurt, the sword fell to the ground, and a huge force bounced her up.

Danger first came to the end. Several male disciples saw that the situation was not right. At the same time, they pulled out long Yun's sword. The other female disciples went to help the female disciple. After she finally stood firm, she looked left and right, which means to ask the sisters around, what do you see? Anyway, she didn't know what was going on, how she was bounced off and flew.

Xiang Yu looks at the girl disciple's panic, which is very funny. She can't help laughing and says, "young master is really bad!"

This can see a crowd of male disciples stupefied, incense phosphor and found herself some too attractive man's eyes, very embarrassed to look at Long Yun, Jiao angry way, "young master, how do they all look at me like that?"

Long Yun seems to have forgotten the unhappiness in front of him, so he jokes, "which one is looking at you? Like the young master looking at you? " Xiang Yu is really good at straightening Long Yun's cheek. He looks left and right, and finally answers, "young master's eyes are clear and deep. It's like everything in the world can't make any waves in your heart. Sometimes he thinks young master is cool, but he thinks young master is heartless."

Looking at this silly girl, Long Yun is always so sincere and lovely. He really thinks he is happy at the moment. When Long Yun looks at these disciples again, he doesn't expect that they seem to have a third rate sword array, which may be only thirty in Long Yun's eyes. He touches about 18 disciples, who are divided into left, middle and right three rows to meet Long Yun and Xiang Yu.

"What are you doing?" Just then, an old voice came from the position of red sandalwood peak or stone bridge. A moment later, the disciples saw that the latter immediately removed the sword array and stood up with one hand carrying the sword. They saluted one after another to a white haired old man and said, "Hello, master!"