Starting from the Dragon Tribe

In late autumn, everything dies.

The wind blew through the old trees in the courtyard, causing the dead leaves to fly.

The maid in the courtyard wiped the invisible sweat on her forehead, stopped the broom in her hand, looked at the courtyard door, and smiled when she saw who was coming, "Xiao Lu, are you here to deliver medicine today?"

The little follower who has been following the two ladies, Xiao Lu, is a high-ranking servant in the house. During this time, he often visits the master on behalf of the ladies, delivering medicine and taking care of them.

"Sister Xiaolan, thank you for your hard work. Are you able to sweep away all the fallen leaves?"

Xiao Lu was carrying the plate and was in no hurry to enter the room.

"The master has just finished cleaning here and is preparing to go to the lady's place. I don't know if he can finish the work before dark."

Xiao Lan sighed.

"There are no instructions from the lady. After delivering the medicine, I will help you clean up the rest. You can go to the lady's side first."

Xiao Lu said with a smile, his smile was very innocent, like a half-grown child.

When Xiao Lan heard this, she had a surprised expression on her face, "Really?"

"We are all servants and we have to help each other."

Xiao Lu smiled shyly.

"Thank you very much. I'll go to the lady first."

Xiaolan thanked her, swept the fallen leaves into the dustpan, and left the yard.

After the other party left, Xiao Lu calmed down. Unexpectedly, at this time, Xiao Lan had not left yet. This was not the elder brother's person. The plan officially started today. If he messed up, he would be skinned.

He knocked on the door and saw no response, "Sir, I'm in."

After saying that, he opened the door and went in directly.

After taking the medicine for two consecutive weeks, my body became stiffer and stiffer, and I spent more time sleeping every day. It was normal to have no reaction.

The medicine on his plate is today's killer, the last taste.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but admire his senior brother. Over the years, he has been taking hidden medicines to make his body deteriorate without being noticed. In the past few weeks, he has been using special medicines continuously. There is no problem if they are taken separately. He also replenishes the body. role.

But if they are mixed together, and combined with the last medicine in his hand today, it can make a person's body completely stiff, making it impossible to move for at least several days, and it is difficult to even use spiritual power.

"Master, master, wake up, it's time to take medicine."

Xiaolu put the plate on the bedside table and gently pushed Dongfang's old master, trying to wake him up.

The head of the Dongfang family woke up leisurely, opened his eyes and saw the person in front of him, a little disappointed, "It's Xiao Lu..."

"Elder brother is not out of seclusion today. Xiaocui is sick. The young lady asked me to take care of the master."

Xiao Lu explained.

"Hel me up."

The old head of the family said slowly, it was a bit difficult for him to hold himself up now, and the spiritual power in his body seemed to be withering.

Xiao Lu carefully lifted the old master up, leaned against the bed, picked up the medicine bowl, and prepared to start giving medicine.

"Where are Huaizhu and Qin Lan?"

Instead of using medicine, the old family owner asked about his daughter's whereabouts first, which made Xiao Lu tremble in his heart.

But he suppressed his expression and said, "Miss Huaizhu just came back from outside. After dinner, she is taking a bath with Miss Qin Lan. She should have a rest directly afterwards."

"That's it..."

The old head of the family said calmly, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

He has been feeling worse than ever lately. He originally thought he could survive for a few more years after recovering from his illness, but judging from the situation, he may not have much time left.

He was so seriously ill, but neither of his daughters came to see him, which was really heartbreaking.

But these days, Feng'er was told by himself to practice hard, but there were fewer people coming.

People like to think too much when they are old, and they feel that their end is approaching, and they always feel inexplicably sad.

Alas, that's all, I asked him not to come to Feng'er all the time.

"Master, medicine..."

Xiao Lu took a spoonful and asked anxiously.

"Oh, medicine..."

The old patriarch said slowly, making Xiao Lu tremble in his heart, thinking that he had exposed a flaw, or that his senior brother's plan had been exposed?

"Xiao Lu, hand it over."

The old patriarch said slowly.

Seeing that the old patriarch was preparing to take medicine, Xiao Lu gradually relaxed his mind, approached the old patriarch, and began to carefully feed the medicine.

After drinking the medicine, the old patriarch slowly exhaled and said, "Xiao Lu, go and call your senior brother over. Also, ask Huaizhu and Qin Lan to come to me after taking a bath."

He was afraid that he would die before winter, so while his mind was still clear and his body was still barely able to control himself, he was ready to lay down his funeral arrangements.

Originally, he thought that when he recovered from his illness, he would tell Huaizhu about the marriage proposal from Wang Quan's family and give his daughter a surprise, but instead he watched his daughter marry into Wang Quan's family in a glorious manner.

If my health keeps up, I might even be able to have a grandchild in a few years.

I didn't expect that my health was getting worse and worse, so it was better to make arrangements early.

"The little one will go right away."

Xiao Lu put away the plate, and the clothes on his back were soaked. He finally completed the task given to him by his senior brother.

After taking this last medicine, within an hour, the old family master's body will become completely rigid and he will no longer be able to resist.

Senior brother watched the sky last night and said that there will be a rare heavy rain in autumn tonight. All the senior brothers at Shenhuo Manor are already preparing for it, just waiting for it to happen.

He came to the courtyard and looked at the fallen leaves that were growing on the ground. Without even looking at them, he just left with the plate in hand.

sweep the floor?

From now on, I will be the chief steward of the Shenhuo Mountain Villa. How can it be my turn to do something like this?

Boom——

Thunder exploded in the sky, the clouds were thick, the sun had just set, and the heavy rain seemed to be coming.

He carefully checked around him on the way, came to the courtyard where his senior brother was, and knocked on the door softly.

"Enter."

Jin Renfeng was sitting on a finely crafted chair in the room, playing with two beads in her hands, feeling happy.

"How did things go?"

Jin Renfeng asked calmly without looking at Xiao Lu.

Xiao Luzhan replied tremblingly: "Back to senior brother, I have already given you the medicine."

"He's not suspicious, is he?"

Jin Renfeng's heart dropped, and the heat could not be suppressed.

"should not."

Xiao Lu recalled the master's performance today. Apart from saying a few words, he didn't seem suspicious at all. The most important thing was that he took the medicine.

Jin Renfeng waved her sleeves, and the strong wind fanned Xiao Lu to the ground, "What do you mean should!? You should know what we are doing today!"

Xiao Lu Gun climbed up and said, "No, the old master didn't become suspicious. He took medicine and told his senior brothers and ladies to go find him."

Jin Renfeng took a deep breath and felt that he was too easily excited today, which was not good. He stretched out his hand to help Xiao Lu up, "You didn't inform junior sister, did you?"

Xiao Lu quickly shook his head, "Of course not."

Jin Renfeng nodded with satisfaction, "You are so thoughtful."

"Senior brother, who are we next?"

Xiao Lu asked from the side.

Jin Renfeng sat back on the chair, raised her head, closed her eyes and rested, "Wait."

"yes."

Xiao Lu stood aside with his head lowered.

There was thunder outside and heavy rain poured down. The sound of rain hitting the ground was endless, inducing people to fall asleep.

Jin Renfeng was very patient. He was waiting for the rain to fall harder and for the medicine to take full effect.

He has been waiting for so many years, and this is the time.

The rain was falling so hard that it seemed like the only sound between heaven and earth was thunder and rain.

It was almost time, and Jin Renfeng opened her eyes, with some laziness and emotion, "It's raining so hard today."

The two beads in his hand kept rotating, "It's good to be crazy, it's good to be crazy..."

Boom——

Listening to the heavy thunder outside, he smiled and said, "Thunder is good, so others won't hear the screams."

He slowly stood up from his seat, passed Xiao Lu who dared not say a word, opened the door and walked out, heading straight to his master's room.

Dong dong dong——

He knocked on the door cautiously, but there was no movement, as he expected.

"Master, my disciple has come in."

Jin Renfeng said, opening the door and entering the room. The courtyard had already been cleared of his own people. He had given instructions several times for today's matter. He also checked during the day and found nothing unusual.

Looking at the old man lying on the bed, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

To be cautious, he first gently pushed the old master, "Master? Master?"

The old master struggled to open his eyes. For some reason, he felt that his body had become worse. It was difficult to even move, and it became difficult to mobilize the spiritual power in his body.

If he had tried his best before, he would have been able to fight for a few more minutes before running out of gas. Now he didn't even have the capital to fight hard. The spiritual power in his body could be mobilized and controlled, and it would be difficult to kill a mortal.

He felt something was wrong. Although his physical condition was getting worse every day, it would not have deteriorated so seriously in just one hour.

This sense of disobedience in the body does not seem to be caused by a hidden injury, but like being poisoned by some kind of poison.

poison?

It's medicine! ?

"Feng...Feng..."

He wanted to open his mouth, but he couldn't even speak coherently and it was very difficult.

Jin Renfeng looked at her master like this, got closer and personally sensed the operation of his spiritual energy. She was so determined that she couldn't hold back the smile on her face.

"Master, can't you move?"

Jin Renfeng asked with a smile.

"you……"

The old master's eyes were full of disbelief. Seeing his disciple's smile that was different from the past, and thinking of his current state, he finally understood that there was something wrong with the medicine he had been taking during this period!

"Master, don't look at me like this. My disciple is usually the most filial. I have served you for so many days. Before you leave, you should always give me some gifts."

Jin Renfeng had a wild smile on her face.

"you……"

The old master had never felt that the disciple in front of him was so strange, as if he was a different person. But until now, he didn't understand why?

Did my Dongfang family treat you badly? Why are you doing this?

Besides, even if you murder me, what good will it do to you? Huaizhu and Qin Lan join forces, plus the people in the villa, can you, a traitor like you, still be able to leave?

"Hey, master, what do you want to say?"

Jin Renfeng leaned forward and put her ear close to the old Patriarch Dongfang. Then she stood up straight and said with a smile: "Master, can you not figure it out? Why should I do this?"

He opened his arms, just as thunder exploded outside, the thunder flashed, and the paper window brightened for a moment, illuminating his figure in the room.

"Of course it's for...Master, your spiritual blood can perfectly use pure Yang Yan!"

His face was ferocious, "Disciple has long understood that without the spiritual blood of the Dongfang family, no matter how well you practice the fire control technique, it will be in vain. Only the blood of your Dongfang family can train pure Yang Yan to the highest level." ah!"

He looked down at the old man who couldn't move, "Master, you are getting old anyway, and you won't live for a few more years. How about you help your disciple become a true... God of Fire before you die!"

The old Patriarch Dongfang's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that this was the most satisfying thing to say from his filial disciple.

But he didn't want to believe it, and the fact was before his eyes. The child he picked up and raised single-handedly turned out to be such an ambitious guy.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, master, don't even think about resisting. You can't move. Isn't it difficult to use your spiritual power?"

Jin Renfeng had a wild smile on his face, "The divine fire...isn't it going to be used anymore?"

He was not showing off complacently before a big event was about to happen, deliberately irritating his master to satisfy his perverted pleasure.

He has not taken action until now. First, as time goes by, the effect of the medicine in the master's body will become stronger and stronger, but he is not completely sure whether the old guy still has the ability to fight for his life.

Jin Renfeng always has a way out and a backup plan when doing things. If the medicine fails to achieve the desired effect, for example if the master can use the divine fire slightly, he will let his men block the place and suppress it as quickly as possible. old man.

If the effect of the medicine does not meet expectations at all, the master still has the strength to fight. He has also prepared an escape route. As long as it can be delayed for a while, the old man himself will not be able to survive.

He spoke like this just to see if the other party was still capable of taking action after being so angry.

The process of blood transfusion is very dangerous. If the old guy gets up and makes an attack during the process, he will not be able to get a good deal.

Be cautious, cautious, more cautious.

The closer you get to success, the more careful you have to be.

At this time, he saw that the master was really unable to move, and the spiritual power in his body was surging slightly, and it was difficult to even lift the quilt, let alone fight with himself. He was completely relieved and prepared to take action.

He took a step forward, stretched out his hand and slit his master's wrist, and then slit his own wrist, preparing to use the leech demon's secret method of exchanging blood.

The old master looked at this scene and felt sad in his heart. He had lived through his whole life, but he didn't want to lose sight of the disciple who he thought was the most filial person, but he turned out to be such a person.

It's really... filial piety to me.

He sighed in his heart, but did not sit still and wait for death.

He recalled that night a few weeks ago, when Nangong Sunset came to propose marriage on behalf of his second brother and gave him a betrothal gift.

Could it be that you...did you expect this scene back then?

The old patriarch of the Dongfang family was in a complicated mood, and the weak spiritual power he could control surged throughout his body, activating the Qianli Chasing Talisman that he had pressed under the bed sheets.

Jin Renfeng made a hand seal and chanted a spell in her mouth, preparing to draw the master's blood into her body to start the exchange.

Seeing that the master's spiritual power was surging, but it was very weak, he smiled and said: "Master, now that things have come to this, why do you need to resist so uglyly? Why don't you just walk away happily and make your disciple a disciple?"