Chapter 5 Yun'er

Style: Fantasy Author: Bi GengmingWords: 2089Update Time: 24/01/18 15:57:14
"Mother, Brother Chen is really here." A smart voice, accompanied by a wisp of fragrant wind, then a beautiful figure flashed in, and an incredibly beautiful girl appeared in front of Long Chen.

Ever since Long Chen became sensible, he had not dared to pursue the most beautiful things in the world due to his background, but at this moment, he was captivated by this beauty in the world. The simple clothes could not hide the beauty's youthful beauty at all. The waterfall-like hair, the affectionate tear-filled eyes, the fat-like skin, and the aura of a budding virgin could not help but make him feel ashamed.

"Brother Long Chen doesn't know Yun'er anymore?"

"Are you Yun'er?" Although Long Chen remembered that Duan Zhu had an adopted daughter who was Yun'er, it was only when he was young. Now when this extremely beautiful Yun'er appeared in front of her, she didn't dare to recognize her. This was no wonder for Long Chen, because he had always lived in an environment where he was oppressed and bullied.

Yun'er was rescued from a river one day not long after Duan Zhu settled here. At that time, Yun'er was abandoned in the river when she was still an infant. But the strange thing is that such a baby was not swallowed by the rushing river water, but was actually in the water. Like a fish in the water, it floats freely, as if it was born from the water.

This caused a lot of heated discussion at the time, but the child was innocent and had no other differences. Over time, it was gradually forgotten by people. At that time, Duan Zhu was grateful for Long Xiaoqing's life-saving grace and would often bring this adopted daughter whom he recognized to visit Long Xiaoqing's family. Long Chen naturally got to know Duan Zhu and Yun'er.

"Yes, Brother Long Chen hasn't come to see Yun'er for many years." The little beauty muttered.

If his own life is at stake, how can he care about the love of his children?

"Yun'er, isn't Brother Long Chen here? You look anxious." Duan Zhu scolded with a smile.

It turned out that this little beauty who was a little too beautiful actually cared about him, and Long Chen couldn't help but be deeply moved.

"No way, mother, you are talking nonsense." Yun'er blushed.

"Boom! Boom!" There was a knock on the door outside.

Duan Zhu opened the door.

"Aunt Duan Zhu, the food has been delivered, as well as the game my father brought this morning. Now I'll give it to you and sister Yun'er to try."

It turned out to be two young men, about the same age as Long Chen, but wearing the same clothes. They should be brothers. The tall one has a burly body and piercing eyes, but he is not as arrogant as Long Yunbiao; the other one has a baby face.

Long Chen still has some impressions of these two brothers. They are both from Longjiabao. The elder brother is called Long Huan and the younger brother is called Long Qing. However, they do not live in Longjiabao. Instead, they live with their father, Long Gucheng, a few meters away from the family center. Hundreds of miles deep in the mountains, wild dragons live in peace.

You may think that it is difficult to enter the core area of ​​​​Longjiabao if Longgu City is not successful. Actually no, Long Gucheng is a master of the fifth level of Shaoyang Realm. For the small forces in the Eighteenth Castle of Longmen, he has at least entered the top thirty. Logically speaking, a master like him should have a place in the Elder Hall of Longjiabao, but why does a wild dragon live in this deep mountain?

It turns out that he is aloof and upright, and his eyes cannot bear the slightest grain of sand. When the previous clan leader was there, it was easy to say that Long Gucheng would at least still have contact with the clan, and the family at least knew that there was such a master outside, but when the current clan leader was there, it was okay. It's really a bit old and dead.

In addition, Long Gucheng also has a brother named Long Gushan who is equally upright and a master of the fifth level of the Shaoyang Realm. Dissatisfied with the family's indifference, he and his brother live in seclusion in this deep mountain wild dragon. One of the two brothers made a living by hunting, while the other got a family skill and became a blacksmith.

The two brothers are such a pair of cynical and distinct heroes who live next to Duan Zhu's mother and daughter. Because Duan Zhu is rich in knowledge, proficient in knitting and embroidery, and a better person, he is respected by the brothers. Naturally, Duan Zhu The safety of mother and daughter was ensured.

This carefree and noisy one is his younger brother Long Qing. He has a cheerful personality and always has a funny smile on his face.

"Oh, brothers are here. Thank you so much for bringing so much game."

"No, Aunt Duan Zhu, we should be more grateful for your care of our brothers. If it weren't for you, how could we wear such good clothes? Where could we eat such good rice?" Brother Long Huan has a relatively calm personality. , calm, with energy fluctuations all over his body, he should be a young man with good talent.

"Hey, you, are you Long Chen?" Long Qing looked at it for a while, pointed to Long Chen beside him and said softly.

"Yes, you can't bully my brother Chen." Yun'er instinctively stood in front of Long Chen.

"Sister Yun'er, who do you think my brothers are?"

Long Chen didn't care what others thought of him. It was an ironclad fact that he was from a humble background and couldn't practice. In this world, it was normal even if they were prejudiced against him.

"By the way, Long Chen. We rarely go to Longjiabao, but we also know some things about you. I heard that you have been disabled since childhood, but does it seem to be getting better now?" Long Qing looked at it. Long Chen, who moved freely, asked doubtfully.

"Yes, it's only happened in the past two days. Now I feel that my body is not as sore as before, and my hands and feet can bend naturally. I think it should be much better."

"That's good. If anything happens in the future, our brothers will take care of you." Long Qing patted Long Chen's shoulder.

"You're just at the first level of Dragon Pulse Realm and you're talking big words." Long Huan couldn't help but scold his younger brother.

"Long Qing, are you a first-level warrior?" Yun'er asked curiously.

"Of course, look." Long Qing said and shook his arm, then came to the corner, used his luck, and shouted "Get up!"

The stone mill weighing more than 100 kilograms was lifted high above his head. After holding on for about two seconds, he put the stone mill down, sweating slightly and panting slightly.

"Is this the first level of Dragon Vein Realm?" Long Chen's expression was a little complicated. On the one hand, he was happy that this friend he had just met broke through the warrior barrier. Both of them also held the stone mill high above their heads this morning, and they were even more relaxed.

"Yes, this was tested by my father himself. Look at how strong my arms are."

"By the way, Long Qing, how long did it take you to break through the first level of Dragon Vein Realm?"

Long Qing sighed and said: "For half a year, there is no way. My qualifications determine the speed of my cultivation. Because of my poor physical fitness and limited innate qualifications, it was not until the end of last year that my father allowed me to enter the Xiuwu Hall to practice. But this time I have worked hard for half a year, and now I finally have a breakthrough.”

Long Chen secretly thought that it took Long Qing half a year to reach the first level of the Dragon Vein Realm, but his strength surpassed him after just sleeping. Wouldn't it be too shocking if he told it? But is this just a coincidence or is it really possible to practice? It really needs to be proven.

"Oh, it's a pity that you can't practice like me, otherwise we can talk about martial arts together every day."

Long Huan said: "Brother Long Chen, please don't lose heart. What if you can't practice martial arts? Isn't martial arts the only way out in the world? My father said that what people fear most is not lack of cultivation, but self-destruction."