Long Wan'er and Zi Yan also went to comfort them, and Long Yu smiled lightly.
"Sister Wan'er, sister Zhi, I'm fine, I want to be quiet."
"Brother-in-law...who is 'Jingjing'? You can't be too careless!"
Long Yu "..." didn't know how to explain it for a long time.
"Sister Lu, what Xiaoyu means is that she wants to be alone and quiet for a while."
Seeing the embarrassment, Long Wan'er came to her rescue.
Ziyi and Wan'er sighed and said nothing more. Long Yu needed personal space.
They thought maybe it would be good to let him go to a corner to cry alone, which would also be considered as a way to vent his emotions.
The lonely man slowly turned around, his lonely back seemed to be isolated from the world.
Not many people are willing to take a look, and not many people have pity and sympathy.
A red sun sets slowly, illuminating half of the sky with fiery red clouds.
A mountain top full of spiritual energy.
On the ancient pines and cypress trees facing the frost and snow, Long Yu sat cross-legged and meditated alone.
A drop of dew dripped from the pink petals.
Silks of spiritual light emerged from the ground, gathered into wisps of mysterious spiritual energy, spiraled around the body, and poured into the body through the pores.
Long Yu put his hands on his knees, palms raised.
There seemed to be some transparent brilliance, a spiritual bead in the form of colored light, which was slowly condensing, but dissipated in an instant.
He touched his slightly wrinkled forehead and sighed decadently.
But his eyes were obviously not as helpless and calm as a child should be.
"Oh, it still doesn't work. What went wrong?"
The steam pool couldn't take shape, so it couldn't be awakened. He secretly speculated on the reason and shook his head.
There was a hint of annoyance and decadence.
A cute squirrel held a pine cone and looked at him curiously for a while.
There seemed to be a trace of disdain in the smart eyes, and the fluffy tail shook slightly, as if mocking.
He grabbed a few pine needles and threw them over, cursing angrily:
"You little thing, you dare to laugh at me, believe it or not, I will catch you and cook you in braised pork!"
The cute squirrel ran away in panic.
Long Yu sighed and then lay on his back on the trunk of the welcoming pine tree.
He reached out and picked a pine needle, held it in his mouth, and looked at the white clouds floating in the sky.
"Hey, it looks like we need to collect some body-tempering spiritual herbs to go back. We must awaken our martial soul."
A carp straightened up and jumped in the vine forest straight into the forest.
In the distance, the little monkeys were playing happily around the big monkeys.
The little monkey almost fell under the tree. The female monkey hugged the little monkey. The male monkey ran over in the forest and handed the little monkey some bananas.
In this harmonious scene, Long Yu stopped unconsciously, with some tears in his eyes.
"I don't know where my mother is."
After a moment of confusion, he gathered his emotions and returned.
Suddenly, the monkeys in front started fighting over the bananas, roaring repeatedly.
Watching the monkey scratch and bite in its most primitive form is very intense.
"Yes, Not Bad."
Long Yu was good at observing and praised to himself.
The monkey's fight was physical, but its skills were swift and fierce.
The cooperation of legs, feet, hands, knees and mouth, and close combat with speed and strength, will definitely have unexpected effects.
On a whim, I started studying the monkey's moves.
The world of monks relies on aura, pursues brilliant mystical arts, and almost ignores the most primitive fighting skills.
Therefore, many monks are not low in cultivation, but if they fight in close combat, they are a mess.
Furthermore, physical training and martial arts are the basic skills of this world and people, but if you use the moves of beasts, it will make people confused.
Carrying the memories of the previous life, he plans to use Chinese martial arts and research on animal moves to make up for the current shortcomings.
Long Yu jumped excitedly, turned over and swept Tang's legs, then grabbed and pounced, making a bye sound.
The movements continue to speed up, and the movement is like an ape tearing, sometimes like a tiger thrashing, sometimes like a snake probing its mouth.
The movements are weird, but they include all the killer moves of ferocious beasts.
Didn't go home until late at night.
Morning light.
ah! …
Once again, I woke up from the nightmare of the Nine Dragons carrying the coffin.
Thousands of years ago, he once ascended to the emperor level and was reincarnated. This time, he carries some memories with him, making him the ninth reincarnation.
I can't find any information about carrying coffins in Kowloon in my memory, but it always feels familiar yet strange.
Long Yu didn't think too much or get entangled, because there were some things he couldn't understand, so he didn't want to waste too much time thinking about them.
I didn’t hesitate, I got up early and washed up, then walked quickly to do my morning exercises.
A group of family children, ranging from eight or nine years old to teenagers, more than twenty people in total.
In the family martial arts training ground, facing the morning glow, I was getting up early and doing morning exercises with a loud voice.
The faces of the immature children showed seriousness.
A middle-aged muscular man with a strong physique, his shirt tied around his stomach, and his front end in a decent manner, demonstrating the body-building boxing technique.
The children painted pictures of gourds and gourds with great vigor.
"Punching the ground with two fists, Ding Bu squatted down and looked back... he landed on his feet and turned around with a false step, crossing his palms in front of his chest."
When he said "looking back", his body turned around and he paused.
I was attracted by a beautiful woman.
But he still continued to talk and gesture, his neck was twisted, and his eyes never returned.
Long Yu saw that his uncle was obviously distracted and his moves were all wrong, so he followed his gaze.
"Sister Wan'er?"
She was coming with Ziyi to visit Long Yu for his morning practice.
Long Wan's snow-white skin is slim and graceful, and her purple eyebrows are delicate, which makes all the family members happy.
Long Yu raised the corner of his mouth.
On the porcelain doll's face, there was a hint of viciousness in her eyes that was definitely not appropriate for her age.
Ziyi and Wan'er smiled at Long Yu as a greeting and did not bother them, as the spring breeze passed by them all the way.
I plan to sit under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and observe whether Long Yu has emerged from the haze.
"Ah, you go on, I have something to do, I'll be back later."
Long Tianming——
He stopped teaching and was about to chase Wan'er...
Unexpectedly, the good-for-nothing Long Yu hugged his leg.
His lewd smile faltered for a moment, and he twitched the corners of his mouth. He naturally stretched out his hand to wipe the saliva, and was about to curse.
"Uncle, do you know what my sister Wan'er said about you?"
After asking this question, he immediately showed a smile, squatted down and whispered:
"Tell the uncle and I will buy you some candied haws."
"Uh... I'm a little shy about her comment. You have to close your eyes and I'll tell you quietly."
Hearing this, I became more interested, closed my eyes, and moved my head to cooperate.
Suddenly, I felt a strong wind coming from my head!
Opening his eyes in an instant, he saw that this good-for-nothing kid had a brick in his hand and was throwing it at him from the sky.
Instinctively, he retreated suddenly, but he was still a little slow, and was hit firmly on the top of his head!
His eyes were filled with stars, and golden light shone out.
Seeing this scene, the family members were stunned and opened their mouths for a long time not knowing why.
In the solemn meeting hall.
The family elders all looked gloomy.
The dozens of people involved in morning exercises, as well as Ziyi and Wan'er also came here.
The patriarch snorted coldly:
"Long Yu, why did you hurt your uncle?!"
"My uncle asked me to secretly poison my sister to kill her. He said that I did it, so he bought me sugar-coated haws of sugar to eat, so I..."
"Bloody words!..."
Long Tianming became angry from shame.
Maybe he was too excited, roared too loud, and his head hurt.
He reached out and gently touched the swollen bump on his head.
Hiss~
He grimaced in pain.
The clan leader glared, and Long Tianming stopped and continued to argue, not daring to make any mistakes.
The patriarch's eagle eyes were dubious, and he stroked his beard.
"What you say is baseless, what evidence do you have?"
Long Yu took out a packet of white powdered medicine with three bold words written on it.
"Miscellaneous Love"
This medicine is not life-threatening, but it can make a woman fall inexplicably in love with a man in a short period of time!
Uncle: "This, this, this..."
Trembling, staring, stammering.
I wanted to say, when did I give you this medicine? !
"Ahem!"
The clan leader coughed.
Long Tianming was stunned, because he hadn't been allowed to speak yet, so he could only fill his chest with anger.
"Sister Wan'er, what kind of medicine is this?"
Zi Yan's eyes were wide open, and her face was filled with confusion, because she could sense that the medicine was not poisonous.
Wan'er didn't answer and frowned slightly.
She is not involved in the world, but she also knows what it is. Her cheeks are rosy and her beautiful eyes look a little embarrassed and angry.
The little girl Ziyi seemed to get the answer from Wan'er's eyes, without digging into the details, she knew everything without saying anything.
Everyone twitched their lips, knowing that Long Tianming had always been fond of women, which was not surprising.
Long Wan'er was not directly related to the Long family, but was adopted, so not only the young people in the family admired her, but even the older generation of Long family members also coveted her.
However, everyone looked at Long Yu with disdain.
If you don't awaken your spiritual veins, you will always be an ordinary person in the first level of body refining.
The others actually snorted in a weird way:
"A loser like you, why do you have the right to meddle in other people's business and hit your elders?"
"That's right. Without a tutor, I will lose face to the Long family."
The few mutterings were all accusatory.
The patriarch seemed fed up with this kid always causing trouble, and snorted coldly:
"Long Tiangang, take your good-for-nothing son and get out. You are never allowed to enter our Qinglong Family again."
"No, it was my uncle who was wrong first. How can he vent his anger on dad and me?"
"Just because you are a waste, if you are a genius, you can beat people without any reason."
"I... am not a waste!"
Long Yu argued loudly.
In the lobby, it suddenly became quiet.
Everyone held their breath. How dare he be so presumptuous? !
The patriarch sneered: "Haha, how can you prove that you are not a waste?"
Just as Long Yu was about to say something, his cousin Long Bao stood up.
"If you beat my father, I will challenge you! If you are not a loser, do you dare to accept my challenge?!"
Here, the people are tough and tough, and the slogan is to fight if you don't accept submission.
Long Tiangang was about to stop him and planned to take his son away from the family, but Long Yu stubbornly accepted the challenge.
The father thought to himself: Well, you brat got into trouble yourself, so I’ll let you learn a hard lesson.
Ziyi and Wan'er wanted to stop him, but the two were already at war with each other. They couldn't help but worry about Long Yu, and they simply made preparations to save the situation.
The people around him took a few steps back to make room.
Long Bao's ferocious face was a little distorted, and he drew his sword and rushed at him like a ferocious beast.
Zheng!
The sword energy of the Long family pierced the air. Long Baoru waved his arms frantically as if he was going crazy.
Facing the attack of sword energy, Long Yu refused to dodge and allowed the sword energy to leave bloody gouges on his body.
"Are you a fool? You didn't hide?"
"Haha, who calls him a waste? He can't hide at all."
Everyone around him was laughing sarcastically and jokingly.
Seeing Long Yu resisting his sword energy, Long Bao couldn't help but be surprised, because Long Yu had already rushed towards him at this moment.
Ziyi and Wan'er had their hearts in their throats and were about to take action...
Boom!
Long Yu dodged, and his clenched fist showed no aura, relying solely on the explosive power of his body, and swung it firmly on Long Bao's face.
puff!
Long Bao's twisted face vomited blood.
He staggered back after being punched. Before he could regain his footing, Long Yu turned over and kicked him to the ground.
Everyone looked shocked.
An unawakened waste without any spiritual power can defeat a dragon treasure at the second level of the human realm?
Long Bao's face was ferocious, he slapped his palm towards the ground and jumped into the air.
The spiritual energy in the palm of the hand is strong, and it is blessed into the sword, and the sword body has a faint spiritual light and strikes.
This is the family's Qinglong Qi Control Technique.
Long Yu raised the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and grabbed the sword body with his bare hands.
Although the palm of his hand was bleeding, he flew the dragon treasure on the spot.
Long Yu turned around and kicked out with his legs. Long Bao flew out into the air. Before he landed, he suddenly stepped forward, like a tiger leaping.
This kid is completely like a savage, acting recklessly and without any rules.
Seeing that his son was defeated, Long Tianming raised his hand and struck Long Yu with a sudden palm!
A tyrannical light suddenly appeared, and the air suddenly exuded a breathless coercion.
