"This is a farewell. We will never see each other again."
"Why bother? I've been eating rice for sixty years in vain. I finally have a chance to contribute. It's too late to be happy."
Ten hours ago, the golden Matlactili had just risen from the eastern skyline. The snowstorm had stopped. Lord Long Zun put down the silver egg in his hand and exhaled two long streams of white smoke from his nostrils. He put his left hand on his chest. . Lowered his head slightly: "Just watch, uncle. It's just a little closer. I can't stop..."
"Let's go, let's go. I can still sleep in the coop. As the saying goes, fish in the river, lay eggs, and sleep in the coop. The second wife is the four fragrances in the world. You guys, hurry up and protect the head of the house. Don't disturb me while I'm doing the incense. What a sweet dream." Long Hanjiang lay on the ground with his head in his hands, driving others away impatiently.
Mr. Long Zun said no more. He turned around, picked up his luggage and strode away. His boots raised little bits of dust. The remains of the emerald tree stabbed into the sky like a huge cross. "Shi Dian. Ah Ying. Let's go." A faint command. Shoulder The broad young man immediately took steps to follow the footsteps of the master. He took fifteen steps and looked back: "Miss..."
"I won't run away." She wore a snow-white sheepskin coat over a black tights. The face under the fur hat looked thin and cold. Long Ji replied calmly. "No matter where you go, I will follow you."
"Very good. Very good. If you want to die in vain like Shi Yin, it's not worth it. That guy actually hid it from us for so long. If the head of the family hadn't noticed the clues and visited the sentry post in the middle of the night, I'm afraid he would still be looking at the people behind him. Please report our whereabouts." A man emerged from her shadow, laughed twice, and then jumped into the shadow of Long Shidian and disappeared.
The group of people slowly walked away, leaving the bald old man alone lying under the tree, waiting silently for that moment to come. Before leaving, Long Zunjun told him that the pursuers would arrive at sunset. As long as they hide and wait patiently, those people will surely find their way into the Emerald Land. The method of the tree. Long Hanjiang slept for a while. He felt hungry. He took out the frozen beef and salt. He took out the jug from under the embers of last night's bonfire. He drank wine and ate meat to fill his stomach. Time seemed to pass. It was very long. I had three boxing sessions and took an afternoon nap. The sun was slowly setting in the west.
"Hate. Japanese monster." Long Hanjiang rubbed his stiff neck and sneezed. It was almost time. He decided to find a place to hide. He jumped up and punched a big hole in the remains of the Emerald Tree. The old man He got into the hole, sealed the entrance with caked ashes, and then adjusted his breath with all his heart to weaken his breath as much as possible. He should have been a little nervous in his heart, but on the contrary, he was surprisingly calm. "Sixty years. 呛. A whole sixty years." .”
Long Hanjiang is the weakest person in the twelfth generation of the Long family. When Long Hanri became the leader of the Long family and his peers held high positions in the execution hall, the Shadow Sect, the Konghe Mansion and even the Presbyterian Council, he was still in the other courtyard. He practiced martial arts alone until he was twenty-four years old. His bloodline abilities were not awakened. None of the "nine methods" of the Long family were specialized in. Wen could not write accounts. Wu could not protect the courtyard. The Long family clan placed this pure-blooded disciple in The Pyrotechnics Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs manages the daily life of the 180 chefs in the Zong family compound. This is undoubtedly a fat position. But for the ancient family that is proficient in martial arts, this is a position for old-age care for useless losers. Even if they don't say it. .Everyone looked at Long Hanjiang with eyes still filled with contempt.
Until Long Zunjun appeared. Long Hanjiang was thirty-six years old that year and still worked in the Pyrotechnics Department. Long Zunjun was just eighteen, but he was already the commander of the Dragon Capture Army in the Controlling Crane Mansion. Their seniority and future were exactly the same. Quite the opposite. Long Zunjun passed by the pyrotechnics department and took a look at this inconspicuous elder. He immediately stopped and said, "Uncle, can you take a step to speak."
"Tell me if you have anything to say." Long Hanjiang spat with a sideways glance. He was jealous of these elites of the Long family who had a bright future, but his face became increasingly cold.
"I have suffered so much for you for so many years." Who would have thought that Lord Long Zun bowed deeply. "The Army Capturing the Dragon will send a letter to the Controller of the Control Bureau of Crane Mansion tomorrow and send a transfer order to the Pyrotechnics Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Starting tomorrow, We met at the Dragon Capturing Army, uncle."
"What. Why. Why? Why?" Pointing to his nose. Long Hanjiang thought it was a joke.
"Because you are very strong." The future head of the family stretched out his right hand. His right hand clenched his fist tightly. The fist was shaking slightly. Sweat oozed between his fingers. "Maybe you are stronger than everyone in the Long family mansion."
In this way, Long Hanjiang became Yuhou, the deputy capital of the fourth team of Capturing the Dragon Army. No one except Long Zunjun could discover the strength contained in him. The young head of the family told the truth while talking by midnight: " Uncle, in fact, your bloodline ability has been awakened for a long time. But no one can see it. What you have is the power of 'Pan Sha'. It is one of the only six red-letter abilities in the Long Family Secret Code. For thousands of years, you have only A member of the clan obtained this ability, but it almost caused the disaster of destroying the entire mansion."
"Hey. This is impossible." Long Hanjiang roared. "I have lived for more than thirty years. What abilities do I have that I don't know about?" He slapped the wine bowl and smashed it into pieces. The broken porcelain pierced his palm. .Blood mixed with wine flowed all over the table.
Long Zunjun's eyes were blazing: "Uncle, it's not just you who doesn't know. The family head, the Council of Elders, and those idiots in high positions. No one can know. 'Panama' is not an ability that can be controlled. It is the seed that brings horrific diseases. The only condition that can trigger it is the death of a person with bloodline abilities. Once he dies, the death energy in the blood cannot be suppressed by the vitality, and it will immediately turn into a rapid and violent plague. It is a severe plague that has no antidote and cannot be cured by medical stones. A city can be massacred in one night." He fiddled with the blood wine on the table with chopsticks. "Look carefully. These small black spots in the blood are the seeds of 'Pan Sha'. The reason why you cannot practice the Nine Methods of the Long Family. It’s because all the energy in the body is used to fight against the plague seeds, and the vitality is consumed invisibly.”
"What." Long Hanjiang was stunned for a long time. "That is to say, when I die, this damn bloodline ability will take effect."
Lord Long Zun nodded without hesitation: "That's exactly it."
"Then I'm still a useless person. You brought me here just to treat me as a living bomb. One day when the troops came to the city, you hacked me to death and threw me into the enemy." Long Hanjiang suddenly said sadly. Laughed loudly.
Long Zunjun said categorically: "That's exactly it."
Such a frank attitude made Long Hanjiang not know how to react. He looked directly into the other person's eyes. The young man who would become the head of the Long family in ten years said word by word: "I will give you an official position. I will give you my subordinates. I will give you Food. Give you gold, silver and jewels. Give you women. Give you anything you want. This is not to win over. It is for your 'strength'. There are no axioms in this world. There are only strong and weak. The strong can get everything. The weak are humble and reduced to clay. I want to become stronger, stand out, and look at the world from this Long family mansion. With the help of my uncle, my strength will become stronger. No matter whether I encounter the need to use it in this life. When I have the power of Pansha, I will respect you and love you like I respect every strong person. Until the day when I reach the top. Uncle, are you willing to live this life like a chicken or a dog? Or stand by my side. .Accompany me to win the world."
Looking at Long Zunjun's burning eyes, Long Hanjiang grabbed the wine bottle and drank a few big gulps of wine. He slammed the bottle and knelt down on one knee with a plop: "Hey, I'm not afraid of death. Also. What kind of bird eggs are scary? I just followed you."
"No, you're not following me." The young man smiled and pulled him up. "You're staying with me. Let's see what career I can do."
Decades passed quickly. Long Hanjiang could hardly remember what happened in the meantime. In the blink of an eye, he was hiding in this place of ice and snow, waiting for the moment promised twenty-eight years ago. The young man of that year became the head of the Long family. .walked out of the Long family mansion again and became a traitor who survived the massacre. Long Hanjiang understood that the master of the family had a greater vision in his heart. The Long family, the Liang Sui Kingdom, the Eastern Continent, and even the world could not tolerate him stretching his hands and feet. The old man did not allow him to stretch his hands and feet. There was no doubt about Long Zunjun's decision. That terrifying man who had been elusive for twenty-eight years never made a mistake. His strength, calmness and wisdom were convincing.
If you want him to die, he will die.
The seeds in the blood began to take root and sprout. The once-in-a-lifetime power of "Pansha" finally slowly awakened from its deep sleep. The hazy distant footsteps reached the eardrums. Long Hanjiang knew that the person he was waiting for was coming. He wanted to The moment you have been waiting for has come.
"You..." the oak elf's voice stopped abruptly. The halo of thorns that could reflect all attacks was useless. Because one of Long Hanjiang's fingers exploded into a black mist of blood. The plague spread throughout the elf's body in a second. .Took away the life of the ancient guardian.
When the stormy magic attack came, Long Hanjiang spread his hands and relaxed all his defenses. All the vitality in his body had been lost. What flowed in his blood vessels was thick slurry, which contained countless "Pan Yu" seeds. of Plague Blood.
"Kill them all. Once the elves are dead, the door will be opened forever. When we come back to harvest the last secret treasure, we will no longer be able to see you, uncle." Long Zunjun's words rang in his ears.
"I'm not afraid." Long Hanjiang murmured.
If you want him to die, he will die.
"Crack, crackle, crackle..." The invisible wind blew. The sticky flesh began to dry quickly. The scabbed skin protruded with countless small bumps. The bumps exploded with creepy black seeds. They flew up all over the sky. The plague spread in the New Emerald Tree. It spread rapidly, like a ripple blowing across calm water. The magical creatures fell down one after another before they could figure out what was going on. Countless black spots appeared all over their bodies.
"Give up your defenses. Go upstairs. Go to a high place and use the wind to suppress these particles." Elliot shouted sharply. "...Also, don't let anyone infected with the disease follow you. No mercy."