Updated: 2011-10-14

Chapter 955: Talk about the tent, look at the beacon indifferently, who laughs at me!

The same arrogance, the same domineering, the same unscrupulous, the same lawless.

This is Fu Fengxue, one of the three founders of Longxi.

As he said, if I kill him, who can do anything?

No one dares to speak easily, no one will come forward to stop him. Yangdu, who is usually in front of others, is like a suckling pig hanging on a barbecue grill. Whether it is roasted in seven or full of ripe depends on Fu Fengxue's mood.

"Um------"

Yang Du's legs were off the ground and he kicked his neck desperately in the air. His neck was pinched by a big hand like an iron pliers, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not break it.

His heart was pounding, unprecedentedly intense. His face turned purple and red, but he couldn't even shout a word of "help".

At this moment, he felt that his life was so small and that the god of death was so close to him.

He knew that the man could break his neck with just a gentle force.

He knew. He really dared to do this.

Chih--

Yang Du couldn't bear it, and a fishy smell filled with it.

He was so scared that he had incontinence. His crotch was mostly wet.

Drops of urine fell on the clean floor, like rapid raindrops, and it actually hit a set of unpleasant and disgusting musical rhythms.

Fu Fengxue didn't expect that Yang Du was so bad. Before he could even take action, he was so scared that he peed his pants.

He frowned and threw Yang Du out casually, saying with contempt, "Kill your dirty hands."

The Dragon King laughed and said, "So I said that the current era is different from that time. Now those people only dare to use knife behind their backs. If they really have to find a few useless cannon fodder to take the lead - there are countless cockroaches and bed bugs. Can you drive them away or kill them? If they kill them all, it will hit their minds. If you put a big hat down, you will have to be confined to twenty years."

"So what about twenty years of confinement? I would rather be this gatekeeper without using my brain." Fu Fengxue said.

"Okay, Fengxue, stop talking angry." The Dragon King comforted him. "It's early tomorrow. My legs are disabled. Now I'm going to be driven out by them. I originally wanted to help the military advisor up, but unfortunately she is still on duty outside - she can't take on the scoundrel. Their personality is too cold or scattered. Some do not know how to deal with interpersonal relationships, and some do not understand conspiracy. This is a matter of the matter to you."

"Where are you going?" Fu Fengxue asked coldly. "This is our territory. Who dares to drive you away?"

"Wind and Snow." The expression on the Dragon King's face became serious and he said, "It's not a question of whether they can't get in, but a question of whether I should leave. My leg has been paralyzed for many years. Although I have been the Lord of Dragon Breath over the years, I have not made any contribution to Dragon Breath. Just as the bastard said, I can't lie on my previous credit card and wait for death-I can't do it."

Indeed, the Dragon King is proud. He cannot tolerate other people's contempt, and he is even more unwilling to be rumored.

He was strong after being justified. He had been paralyzed for many years, and even he himself felt that it was time to abdicate and give way to the wise.

He doesn't want to stool if he owns a pit, and others don't want to endure it, and even he himself doesn't want to endure it. He never hates idiots in his life, and he hates mediocre people the most.

He was not driven away by others, but was "inspired" by his dignity and pride.

The reason why he had to fight was that it was possible that the Lord of Dragon Breath who came here was different from the candidate he was interested in.

Fu Fengxue pondered for a while and asked, "Where are you going?"

"The world is so great, isn't there a place for me to live in?" The Dragon King said generously, not worried about this problem at all.

"Leave the master's residence to me." Qin Luo quickly jumped out and said. "I know a yard is very good and suitable for Master to recuperate."

"Okay. Let me leave it to my apprentice." The Dragon King said with relief.

"I'll go with you. You need someone to protect you." Fu Fengxue said.

"No." The Dragon King simply refused. "Dragon Breath needs you even more. Besides, if someone wants to take away my Long Qianzhang's life, then let the horse come over."

"Entertainment Father, I'll go with you." Li said. The Dragon King is her adoptive father, but the relationship between them is as close as a father and a daughter. The Dragon King is her biological father, and Long Xi is her home - the Dragon King is gone, is this still a home?

So, she also had the intention to leave Longxi.

"Chief, I will take my brothers out to protect you." Qiaomen pushed the door and walked in, and said with red eyes: "We are your guard, and I am your guard captain. Our mission is to protect your safety. If you are gone, what's the point of staying here? Let's go out with you."

"I'll go out too." Xiao Li Tanhua walked in from outside and said seriously.

"I'm the one." Gunpowder said coldly.

"Haha-I don't seem to be of use. But--you're leaving, of course I have to follow me too." The monk touched his bald head and said with a smile.

These dragon-diving elites who stayed at home may have received the news, and they all put down their training and rushed over.

"Random." The Dragon King slapped the rattan chair. The rattan chair could not bear his anger and collapsed with a bang. The moment his hands fell down the rattan chair, he had already grabbed the crutches next to him. With a little force, his body flew into the air, which was much taller than the people on the ground.

"Who asked you to come? Who asked you to come? Now is the training time. Do you not know what punishment will be if you can't complete the task?"

"I accept the punishment." Xiao Li Feidao said with a blue face without fear. "I am willing to go out with the Dragon King, complete double the amount of training every day, and undergo the Dragon King's inspection at any time."

"So too. As long as the Dragon King let me go out, it's OK twice or three times-" the monk said gritting his teeth. His skills are not very good. The amount of training twice is the limit for him, and twice or three times--if he doesn't die, he will lose his skin.

"So too." Gunpowder said coolly. His words were always so simple, but they were always so powerful that they could not be changed.

"Fart." The Dragon King pointed at them and cursed. "Who do you think I, Long Qianzhang, are you doing? I am a soldier, not a warlord. You are not my private guard, but a weapon of the country. You all have followed me, is this Dragon Breath or a Dragon Breath? Is this soldier or a soldier?"

"But--"

Just as Qiao Mu was about to explain, his voice was interrupted roughly by Long Qianzhang and said, "No, but. No one of you is allowed to leave. This is an order. Those who disobey will be dealt with by military law."

“———”

Monk Li and the others looked at each other, not daring to say more.

They could see that the Dragon King was really angry.

The Dragon King understood everyone's mood and thanked them for their feelings. He pointed at Qin Luo and said with a smile: "Qin Luo is also half of our Dragon Snapman. Why, you are not relieved if I go over and live with him?"

Everyone looked at Qin Luo, and their eyes were really a bit doubtful.

This really hurts Qin Luo's self-esteem and curses in his heart: "I'll bring you delicious food in in the future."

He straightened his chest, responded to the gaze of these people one by one, and said, "I am here, the Dragon King is here. I am not here, the Dragon King is here too."

After saying this, there was a sense of honor in his chest that was sufficient to support all his energy.

He suddenly understood what this sentence meant. He not only protected his master Li's adoptive father, but also protected the hope of the thousands of special elites.

"I won't let everyone down. I won't." Qin Luo said again.

Xiao Li Feidao stepped forward and patted Qin Luo on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You have always been one of us. We have always regarded you as our brother. We believe in you."

Gunpowder looked at Qin Luo and said, "The marksmanship I taught you can be used. Don't be afraid of killing people."

The monk walked up with a smile and said, "You can't do it, you can hire foreign players - Datou's skills are very good."

"————" Qin Luo almost couldn't help but kick him away.

"Okay." The Dragon King said. "It's not that separation from life and death. What's there to be afraid of? Good men, please don't learn from those girls. Qin Luo, let's go."

"Chief, you sit in a wheelchair and I'll push you." Qiaomu said.

"No need." The Dragon King said loudly. "I came in when I came in. Now I have to go out by myself when I go out. You are not allowed to send me off, we will go out by ourselves."

He used two crutches instead of his legs and walked out heroically.

"Talk about the tent, look at the beacon fire indifferently, who laughs at me?"

"Let the wind pass by, the black hair and white snow, who can do what he can do?"

"Why are heroes? Who can seize the fate of heaven-"

The Dragon King walks and sings, magnificent and heroic.

Qin Luo quickly followed and walked out the gate with him.

The Dragon King was originally much taller than him, but now he is using a crutch and has even distanced several times. However, Qin Luo willingly became a small supporting role next to the Dragon King.

Behind him, Xiao Li Flying Knife Gunpowder Monk Qiao Mu and others stood in a row and fired at the sky. This is the highest etiquette of Dragon Breath.

They are saying goodbye, farewell to their king, farewell to their - the pillar.
Chapter completed!