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Section 2 Conspiracy

Miao Fengyi's actions touched Long Feitian. You must know that Long Feitian's parents died in an accident when he was ten years old. He grew up with his grandfather. However, when he was fifteen years old, his grandfather also died of illness and he never died again.

No one cared about him. In the past two years, he had completely experienced the indifference of human nature, and his heart gradually became cold.

Frowning slightly, Long Feitian lowered his head and pondered. For the maternal love shown by Miao Fengyi to him, Long Feitian, who lost his parents at the age of ten, longed for it, but after all, he was not Miao Fengyi's son.

For a long time, Long Feitian didn't think about leaving. He was reluctant to give up Miao Fengyi's maternal love, but if he stayed, what would he do if the original Long Feitian came back one day?

"The young master of the Long family is just an ordinary person. He has no means of making a living outside. How could he not come back for half a month?" Long Feitian frowned, thinking of the attitude of the guards who brought him back to him on the road, a look of solemnity flashed across his face.

"Did something happen to him?"

Thinking of this, Long Feitian felt that this possibility was very high.

"So, her son is probably gone. If I leave now, she will definitely be in great pain, even for the rest of her life."

Thinking of this, Long Feitian clenched his fists involuntarily, and his face became firm: "How can such a kind mother endure the pain of losing her son? No, absolutely not. From today on, I am his son.

, if her son really comes back one day, it will not be too late for me to leave."

After thinking about it, Long Feitian felt a little more relaxed, especially when he thought that he would have a caring mother from now on, he felt very good.

"Since she will be my mother from now on, I can't let her suffer any further injustice, no matter who it is, not even Tian." Long Feitian clenched his fists again, his eyes were red, and he was as fierce as an angry dragon.

Said: "If I want to protect her, I must first have strength. This is a world where the strong are respected. Without strength, it will be difficult to protect myself, let alone my loved ones."

"In cultivation, you must practice hard and increase your strength as soon as possible."

Immediately, Long Feitian no longer hesitated, sitting cross-legged on the bed, running the Spiritual Dragon Art inherited from the Dragon God. As waves of fighting energy flowed through the meridians, Long Feitian could feel the power of each circle.

Increase.

In another room of Long Mansion, a tall middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes was listening to a warrior in front of him with a gloomy expression. If Long Feitian were here, he would definitely recognize that the warrior who spoke was the one who came back with them.

One of several Long family warriors.

After listening to the warrior's words, the middle-aged man remained silent for a long time, but his expression changed unpredictably.

After a long while, the middle-aged man looked at the warrior and asked in a cold voice: "Are you sure that good-for-nothing really has lost his memory?"

"It should be true." The warrior replied respectfully: "When we found him, he looked like a fool. His face was expressionless and his eyes were dull. He didn't recognize us at all. His expression didn't look like he was pretending, and there was something heavy on his head.

He was injured, and I just heard from several doctors who treated him that he has indeed lost his memory, and even Miao Fengyi doesn't recognize him."

"Go down and receive the reward." The middle-aged man waved his hand to the warrior.

"Thank you, Second Master." The warrior bowed respectfully and withdrew.

In this generation of the Long family, Long Feitian's father, Long Hongfei, is the eldest. Under him, there is a second brother, the second master Long Xingcheng in front of him. Long Hongfei has been practicing in seclusion for several years, and

All family affairs are in charge of this second master.

As soon as the warrior left, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, who looked very similar to Long Xing, but whose eyes were unusually gloomy, came in from the door.

"Father, I heard that the good-for-nothing is actually alive." As soon as the young man saw Long Xingcheng, he asked in a cold voice.

He is Long Xingcheng's only son, Long Lixin.

Long Xingcheng did not answer, but looked at Long Lixin and said solemnly: "Tell me again how you handled it."

"Father, you don't trust me when I do things..." As soon as Long Lixin felt Long Xingcheng's sharp gaze, he quickly shut up and said honestly: "At that time, when we were leaving the city, we put the waste into a bag and threw him away.

Entering the Cangjin River, and just in case, I also packed a boulder weighing a hundred kilograms in the bag, so there is no chance of anything happening."

"Then why is he still alive now and has been found?" Long Xingcheng's eyes were as sharp as a knife and he said sternly: "Why didn't you kill him with one knife in the first place?"

"I..." Long Lixin hesitated for a long time, and then whispered: "I just think that he is dead, and there is no need to add another blow."

"Hmph." Long Xingcheng snorted and sneered: "I think you thought it was too cheap to kill him with one knife, so you didn't do it?"

Long Lixin's expression changed, knowing that he could not deceive Long Xingcheng at all, so he quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, father, I didn't handle the matter well."

Just like what Long Xingcheng said, Long Lixin looked down on Long Feitian since he knew that Long Feitian couldn't practice family martial arts, and felt that God was unfair to him. Long Feitian was a waste who couldn't practice, but because he was the son of the family head

, his status in the family is higher than that of a genius like him.

After that, the ambitious Long Xingcheng seemed to see hope. Taking advantage of Long Hongfei's retreat, he allowed his family to bully Long Feitian and his son.

At first, everyone only spoke ill of Long Feitian and his son behind their backs, but with the indulgence of Long Xingcheng, the head of the family, and the tolerance of Long Feitian's mother, Miao Fengyi, everyone became more and more bold.

Especially Long Lixin, with his twisted mentality, he regarded insulting Long Feitian and his son as one of the great pleasures in life. If he didn't curse a few times a day, he would feel uncomfortable all over.

Originally, if things continued like this, even though they suffered some insults, Long Feitian and his son would not be in any danger, but because the Long family's family meeting every ten years will be held in a year's time.

In addition to selecting a group of better-talented descendants for special training, the Long family's family meeting will also discuss many important family matters, including the matter of assassinating the clan leader who has neglected his duties.

After Long Hongfei became the clan leader, although he rarely managed family affairs, there were no major events in the family. Moreover, his talent for cultivation was very good. Although he had not shown up for several years, his strength was already among the top two in the family.

, this is also a huge contribution to the family. Even if he is attacked, it will be difficult for him to pass in the family.

However, the Long family has a rule that the patriarch must have a descendant, and he cannot become the patriarch without an descendant. The ancestors of the Long family established this rule because they considered that without descendants, the ambition of the patriarch would increase, which would destabilize the family.

Although Long Feitian is now a waste who cannot cultivate, he still has a descendant. This makes Long Xingcheng, who wants to be the leader of the clan, absolutely unable to do anything.


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