Looking around, everything is golden. If you look closely, this world is made up of golden light spots.
The dragon, which had long been unable to distinguish between the east, west and north, lowered its head and slowly walked in the void like a zombie. It was unknown when a blazing white halo appeared in front of it, and it stopped.
"Go in...go in...go in..."
"Go in and see what you want to see."
"..."
I don't know whether it came from my mind or from this golden world, but whispers urged Long Qie to step into the blazing white halo.
"Do you see clearly?"
"Are you ready?"
"Practice it again, quick!"
"Crying... why are you crying... I've taught you a sword move so many times, but you still can't learn it. Who do you have the right to cry? What's there to cry about?"
"waste!"
"..."
Subconsciously, Long Qi took out a foot, but took it back before it fell. Then something extremely frightening seemed to scare him back. There, he seemed to hear a very familiar sound, and Another terrifying roar and scolding...
"The little kids these days are not easy to worry about."
"Let's go!"
Suddenly, a somewhat angry voice echoed, and before Long Qie could react, it was as if someone kicked him from behind, and he flew into the blazing white halo.
When he looked back, Long Qie only had time to see a golden light spot flipping up and down a few times in his peripheral vision before blending into the golden world.
With a flash of white light in front of his eyes, Long Qie appeared in the place he was most familiar with, the dragon vein space beneath the Long family's ancestral land.
At this moment, Long Qie's whole body showed a transparent outline floating in the void. Under him were the ancestor of his family and a 6 or 7-year-old boy.
I saw Long Ruolan, who was dressed in pure white armor, pointing the Dragon Subduing Sword diagonally at the ground in her hand, with one hand behind her back, standing quietly on the spot, looking down at the world with the majesty of a king, as if there were countless invading enemies in front of her, and she He is the king who protects the world. The sword in his hand is the sword of the world. He vows to kill all invading enemies for the people of the world and protect the people of the world in peace.
suddenly
The king moved, stepped forward, thrust out a sword, and rushed into the enemy group like a divine dragon. The man was a divine dragon, and the sword was also a divine dragon. He swept across thousands of enemies in all directions, just like her identity, the king. After all, there is no one in the world who does not surrender! Who in the world dares not to surrender!
"This is the first form of the Eight-Part Sword of the Wandering Dragon - Dragon Roan. The sword comes out like a divine dragon and chants for a long time. Let the enemy understand that you are like a divine dragon. The majesty of the king and the majesty of the divine dragon can only be respected and no one dares to violate it. .”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword moves suddenly changed. When the sword came out, an extreme killing intent instantly spread. I saw the Dragon Subduing Sword dancing with Long Ruolan, and the golden streams of light carried it with a devastating force. The enemy in front of you.
Just like her status, the king would kill all the invading enemies in a fit of rage without showing any mercy!
"This is the second form of the Wandering Dragon's Eight Swords - Reverse Dragon Killing. Since you are a king and a divine dragon, you will have the wrath of a king and the wrath of a divine dragon. Anyone who dares to anger you will definitely not have any mercy at all. Cut it off."
As soon as the sonorous sound like the sound of a sword settled, Long Ruolan spun to the ground, half-crouched and put the sword into his arms. The tip of the sword reached to the front. In an instant, five phantoms with the same posture appeared around him.
The next moment, I felt a flash in front of my eyes. Six figures stabbed out with swords. At the center point, the tips of the six long swords touched together at the same time. When the swords were sheathed, the five phantoms slowly dissipated, leaving only the real body holding the sword. stand
"This is the third form of the Youlong Babu Sword, Dragon Flash. This form emphasizes speed, extreme speed, just like the attacking posture of a divine dragon. The power of its sharp claws unknowingly differentiates into five phantoms. Combine the main body to trap the enemy, and then concentrate a little more to kill them."
"Because the differentiated phantom consumes spiritual power very much, after killing the enemy, you will also face a lack of spiritual power, so you should not use it at will until the moment of life and death."
"The next step is the last move, Youlong Babu Sword·Dragon Heart!"
Suddenly, Long Ruolan's aura suddenly surged, golden halos filled the air, and golden aura rose up all over her body. With the ultimate mobilization of spiritual power, it became more and more solid. , until it finally turned into a golden flame and burned, turning into an insurmountable wall of fire and flames, standing between thousands of troops and horses behind them.
In a daze, he didn't see any movement from the king. He just watched indifferently, watching the thousands of enemies who were fearless and fearless of death being buried in the sea of dragon flames.
Finally, she calmed down her momentum, put away her sword moves, and everything returned to normal. Long Ruolan walked up to the little boy and said coldly: "You must always remember that as a king and a divine dragon, you must not save anything for the world. Killing enemies with kindness is also to protect the world from catastrophe, this is the heart of the dragon."
"Do you have any understanding?" With a little expectation, Long Ruolan stared into the little boy's eyes intently.
However, under the gaze of the ancestor, the little boy first shook his head numbly, and then nodded as if he was shocked. Then he lowered his head in fear, staring at his toes, his little hands nervous. Holding the corner of his clothes.
Even though it was not the first time, Long Ruolan still couldn't help but sigh up to the sky and cursed softly: "Trash."
But in the eyes of the little boy, the sound of 'trash' hit his young heart like a heavy hammer, and tears fell down unsatisfactorily.
"Crying...I know how to cry all day long...What's the point of crying? It's been a year, a whole year, and I, ancestor, have demonstrated and explained it in person every day, but I still haven't gained anything at all? Do you have the right to cry?"
"Snapped!"
The furious Long Ruolan cursed loudly and slapped the little boy away. Then he dropped the Dragon Subduing Sword and yelled at the little boy: "You are not allowed to eat or sleep today. Practice for me." , let me practice the moves first, and practice them to perfection. If you dare to be lazy, ancestor, I will personally break your legs!"
"Ancestor, Qie'er knows, Qie'er doesn't dare to be lazy."
The little boy climbed up tremblingly, ignoring the pain on his body. He staggered step by step to the Dragon Subduing Sword, and struggled to lift the Dragon Subduing Sword with a pair of small hands. It seemed that he had used all his strength to lift the Dragon Subduing Sword. Thrust out a sword.
The sword thrust was crooked and ugly. Perhaps the sword was too heavy. After the sword thrust out, the little boy lost his center of gravity. The falling sword took him a few steps before he could stabilize his body.
"snort!"
In the peripheral vision with his head lowered, the ancestor was so angry that he walked away. The little boy didn't bother to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, stabilized his body again, and drew the sword again...
In the void, Long Qie looked at the little boy and closed his eyes in pain. Like the little boy, tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
For ten years in the Dragon Vein Space, he had no idea how many scoldings and beatings he received. This was the time he least wanted to look back on.
Looking at the retreating figure, Long Qie's heart was still filled with fear even though he was now an adult.
If Hu Mingxian had not come to the ancestral land of the Long family, he would not have gone to the tenth level of Yanglong Mountain. If he had not needed to awaken his physique, he would not have returned to the dragon vein space.
Xu Shi witnessed his former self again, and Xu Shi recalled the beatings and scoldings that day and night. At this time, the fear in Long Qie's heart gradually turned into soul-eating demons, bit by bit. It was gradually eroding the body transformed by his consciousness.
I don’t know how long it took, but after the little boy stabbed the ugly sword again, he finally lost his strength and fell to the ground in confusion. He curled up his small body on the cold rock and fell into a deep sleep. passed.
"Sleep... just sleep like this, don't wake up again... don't wake up again..."
Seeing that the little boy finally fell asleep, Long Qie seemed to have found a reason, put down all his defenses, and allowed his inner demon to swallow up his last shred of consciousness.
suddenly
"Why!"
Just when Long Qie closed his eyes, waiting for the inner demon to swallow up the last trace of his consciousness, a sigh full of heartache came out. In an instant, Long Jie opened his eyes, and the movements of the inner demon were also frozen at this moment. .
Walking to the little boy, she caressed the little boy's immature and stained little face. Two lines of clear tears quietly ran across Long Ruolan's cheek. She gently held the little boy in her arms and sat down. On a big rock.
There was no trace of severity on the irritable and irritable face in the past. Instead, it was filled with tenderness, love and helpless self-blame. Long Ruolan carefully wiped away the traces of dried tears and sweat from the corners of the little boy's eyes with one hand, and slowly wiped away the traces of dried sweat from the corners of the little boy's eyes with one hand. The dragon energy was introduced into the little boy's body, brushing away the pain and fatigue all over his body.
After doing all this, Long Ruolan reached out to take a drop of dragon-casting liquid from the dragon-casting liquid pool, gently opened the little boy's mouth, and fed the dragon-casting liquid into it.
It seemed that he had tasted something delicious. After swallowing, the little boy curled up his mouth with satisfaction. As if he felt comfortable, he unconsciously dug into Long Ruolan's arms and looked for it. He fell into a deep sleep in a comfortable position.
"Come on, I know that you will definitely blame me. Even if you are young now and don't know what disgusting is, when you grow up, you will definitely..."
Looking at the child in her arms, Long Ruolan smiled for the first time: "Qi'er, you have the body of a true dragon. You will shine in the Shengwu Continent in the future, but before that you must practice well. , only by gaining the power of luck can you go to the Holy Martial Continent and create an era that belongs to you..."
In the void, Long Qie, who had only one pair of eyes that had not been devoured by his inner demons, had already burst into tears and was sobbing. He seemed to want to confirm something. As his consciousness surged, the images flashed before his eyes again and again, and he no longer paid attention. He endured the beatings and scoldings every day and every night. He just wanted to see if his ancestor would care for him like this every time he fell asleep...
"Ancestor... Qie'er realizes his mistake... Qie'er doesn't blame ancestor..."
When his consciousness stayed on the day he left ten years ago, Long Qie suddenly realized that every time he fell into a coma from exhaustion, his ancestor would hold him in his arms like a mother. Until this moment, Only then did he truly understand that beneath the harsh and ruthless surface of his ancestor, there was a deep love and care for him.
At this moment, all the inner demons around Long Qie turned into flying ashes and disappeared!
