Han Mingxing said oh. He didn't seem to talk often. He was silent for a while. Suddenly he looked at Long Chen with blazing eyes and said: "I guess you are very confused about me. In fact, there is nothing to hide from you. At twenty Years ago, when you were three years old, Nangong Lie and I encountered a fatal crisis. We almost died. We were even sure to die. But a magical superpower saved us. How to describe me and him? What's the gap between..." Han Mingxing racked his brains and thought for a while. He said: "It's like you and me now. I looked up to him in the same way at the beginning."
Long Chen was very strange. Han Mingxing said that this thing had nothing to do with him. It had absolutely nothing to do with it.
So he asked: "What does this have to do with me?"
Han Mingxing swept away the long hair from his forehead and stared at Long Chen. He said: "It does matter. This is the biggest benefactor of Nangong Lie and I. When we were abandoned by our faith and were most frustrated in life, he gave us The reason for living can be understood as that in our current world, this benefactor is more important to us than anything else, including the Zhenwu Emperor's Palace."
At this moment, the aura of Han Mingxing made Long Chen deeply in awe.
"So what does it have to do with me?" Long Chen asked cautiously.
"Yes. It's related." Han Mingxing seemed to be lost in memories. "When he left, we asked how we could repay him. He said that if a young man came to this place in the future, his name would be Long Chen. Unruly. Cold and tough. And he is a rare dragon warrior. Then..."
When Long Chen said this, it was like a bolt from the blue, and his mind went blank.
If a young man comes to this place. His name is Long Chen. He is unruly, cold and tough. And he is a rare dragon warrior...
These words kept echoing in Long Chen's mind, because these words could only describe Long Chen himself.
This is what happened twenty years ago. Twenty years ago, when Long Chen was only three years old, someone actually talked about himself to two superpowers from the three imperial realms. At that time, Long Chen... He's just a three-year-old child. A child who doesn't understand anything.
He even knew Long Chen's character.
How could Long Chen not be excited?
He almost burst into tears. His eyes were blood red. His chest seemed to be blocked. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't cry even if he wanted to. Crystal tears were swirling in his ears. It had been a long time. Long Chen didn't even cry. He was so excited. If he hadn't endured it with all his strength, Long Chen would have even rushed to Han Mixing and asked him who this man was...
Long Chen's reaction was as expected by Han Mingxing. Han Mingxing suddenly smiled and said: "It's true. He is really a god-like man. He even knows what will happen in twenty years. A three-year-old A child. He can actually know that he will be a dragon warrior in the future. And his character will be unruly, tough and cold. This can only show that you have always been under his training. The name Long Chen. …”
As he said that, Han Mingxing's eyes seemed to have some tears. He looked at Long Chen with blazing eyes and said: "I can tell from your tears and excitement. You must know who he is. I said Tell him his name and he will definitely know it. I had to beg for a long time before I knew the name of this benefactor."
"His name is Long Qinglan."
Long Chen wiped away the tears from his red eyes, stabilized his emotions, and said in a hoarse voice.
He is no longer a child. He has experienced so many things. Now Long Chen is a real man. He can bear a lot of things. But no matter what, his father is the most vulnerable part in his heart.
Long Chen's impression of this man was the same as that of Han Mingxing. He was drunk all day long and kept company with wine. The most clear time in his impression was the last day. He told Long Chen in a joking tone that he was about to die. Then he really died.
Long Chen buried him with his own hands.
If he hadn't experienced so many things and grown up so much, Long Chen wouldn't be able to say his name in such a plain tone.
"If my guess is correct, he is your father." Everything was confirmed. A smile appeared on the corner of Han Mixing's mouth. His words also indirectly confirmed what Long Chen said just now.
The man who came to the Imperial Domain twenty years ago, when Long Chen was three years old, and helped Nangong Lie and Han Mingxing, was his father, Long Qinglan.
In Long Chen's impression, when he was three years old, Long Qinglan had already begun to waste away. He had become a huge waste. He had become the laughing stock of Baiyang Town and the object of contempt for everyone.
From this point, Long Chen was a little excited. This might mean that the father in his eyes was not as fragile as he imagined.
He must be a super strong man. He hides many things from Long Chen. It is impossible for an ordinary person to have such a heaven-defying thing as the mysterious dragon jade. There is no way to hide it in the combat skills of a small family. The essence and blood of the ancestral dragon must have been arranged by someone. This person can only be Long Qinglan.
The back of this man appeared in Long Chen's mind. It was very vague. Long Chen couldn't even remember what his father looked like. But this vague person was firmly engraved in his heart.
In this life, Long Chen seemed to have only called him daddy a few times.
If it weren't for his childhood experiences, Long Chen wouldn't have such a tough character now. It was because he was looked down upon by others. Only when he finally changed his mind did he know what a man cannot lack.
If you are ruthless to yourself, you cannot be ruthless to others if you are not ruthless to yourself.
Perhaps, all this is under his design, just to cultivate his own character.
The mysterious dragon jade. He kept it to himself.
The inherited essence and blood of the ancient blood spirit dragon. This thing would make the entire Dragon Festival Continent riot. He also left it to himself.
Then there is something else that was not arranged by him.
Then there is one most important question in Long Chen's mind. Is he really dead?
Baiyang Zhen's death obviously didn't look like a real death. But it can't be said that it was Long Qinglan's pretense.
Could that Long Qinglan be a clone or something like that? Even the Sword Emperor of Biyang Imperial City has two bodies, not to mention Long Qinglan.
However, if he was not dead, why would he give birth to a son and then give the blood essence and blood of the ancient blood spirit dragon and the mysterious dragon jade to Long Chen. The cultivator has hundreds of millions of years. He himself Wouldn't it be better to dominate the world?
No matter what, Long Chen hopes that he is still alive.
Looking at Han Mingxing with burning eyes, Long Chen asked word for word: "Has he seen him since then? Is he still alive?"
Long Chen's expectant look made Han Mingxing feel a little helpless. He shook his head bitterly and said: "I've never seen him again. I want to ask you the question you asked, but obviously you and I are living in fog. Among them, the only thing I can tell you is that your father is definitely not an ordinary person. How should I put it? No matter how you advance in the martial arts, you will find that there will be stronger existences above..."
"...In our Zhenwu Emperor Palace, the strongest must be Emperor Zhenwu. But I have never really seen Emperor Zhenwu in my life. I have seen a few strong men under Emperor Zhenwu. But the feeling they gave me. Although I haven't done anything, I always feel that your father is still above them. This can be regarded as an intuition. Maybe it is an illusion. Maybe he is a little bit stronger. But he is definitely not the Zhenwu Emperor. I have heard the voice of the Zhenwu Emperor. It’s a completely different feeling.”
This series of words also made Long Chen give up.
But he didn't give up.
"If I am under my father's arrangement and I continue to be strong in this way, one day I will be able to get in touch with his level. At that time I will know whether he is dead or not. If he is still alive. He Where. Why did he give these things to me..."
Long Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Han Mingxing's words today inspired his fighting spirit even more, causing a huge transformation in his whole person.
From today on, Long Chen not only lives for himself, but Xiao Xi also fights for Long Qinglan. Mo Xiaolang and Yang Lingqing are also waiting for Long Chen to become stronger.
It has not been easy to get to where we are today.
There was silence with Han Mixing for a long time. Both of them felt very heavy.
After a while, Han Mingxing seemed to suddenly remember something. He interrupted Long Chen's thinking and solemnly said: "At the beginning, I was willing to work hard for my benefactor. But he declined. He told me. If you can come in the future, then let Nangong Lie and I help you. This is also the reason why we stay in Shengwu Palace. So..."
At this point, Han Mixing knelt down on one knee. He was usually like a madman. For the first time, he was so solemn and said to Long Chen: "From today on, you are my young master, Han Mixing. You His instructions are my orders, no matter what, no matter what. At the same time, I also said this for Nangong Lie. Although this guy is simple-minded, his fanaticism for his benefactor far exceeds mine."
Long Chen was ashamed. He had not expected this situation. He quickly helped Han Mixing up. Long Chen quickly said: "Senior, you get up first."
After helping him up, Long Chen had a headache. With such a strong man protecting him, this was definitely a gold medal for avoiding death. It was a great good thing. In the future, Long Chen could definitely walk sideways in the Zhenwu Emperor's Palace.
But to have such a strong man regard him as his young master, and then be humble in his words and deeds, while he bosses him around. Long Chen is really not used to this. His personality also excludes this kind of thing from happening.
Long Chen would not procrastinate in anything he did. Instead, he would act vigorously and resolutely. He knew clearly in his heart that he wanted to keep a distance between Han Mixing and him. From now on, he would treat it as if he didn't know each other. Don't call him Young Master again. He would definitely not agree. .
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To the book friends of Dragon Clan on the computer website. The messages you left in the birthday section in the comment area are a bit confusing. I can’t understand the lunar calendar and the solar calendar. I often don’t know which month and day it is in the lunar calendar. You can give a preview in the comment area a few days before your birthday. Only if you are an apprentice or above. And then have the prefix of dragon. I will update it.