Chapter 112: Descendant of Dragon Dream, Son of Dragon Slaying
"See, how strong is my uncle under my tutelage?" Uncle Wan coughed and laughed in the distance.
"Hey, the old wolf and I have also cultivated Xiaofan, okay!" Uncle Dog was not happy.
"Xiao Fan's first master is me. Uncle Yue added.
"Enough, old fellows, you've had enough trouble, you can die. In the golden hall, a bloodthirsty and merciless shout suddenly sounded.
After solving the four black-clothed men under Song Zhe, he was about to kill Song Zhe, but he was attracted by the situation on our side.
Uncle Wan They killed more than 20 gangsters, but they were also injured to varying degrees, the exchange of hot weapons has turned into hand-to-hand combat, they fought with the rest of the more than ten gangsters, the leading man in white, although the situation is firmly superior, but they are physically exhausted, and gradually they can't move, standing defensively, retreating to the corner.
The four men in black walked slowly with a cold murderous aura.
The first one wore a black mask, revealing that his eyes were full of blood red, which was much more terrifying than the black-robed Venerable in the Mercy Fragrance Society before, and his strength was much stronger, these four people joined forces, Uncle Wan and they definitely had no chance of winning.
"If it weren't for the injuries I suffered before, I wouldn't be so embarrassed as I am today!" Uncle Wan coughed even more and said unwillingly.
I took the three women behind me and walked to Uncle Wan and them, and the rest of the gangsters automatically walked behind the four men in black.
"Uncle, you go first, I'm in the way here, take my three friends away, quickly!" I was extremely nervous in my heart, and in the face of the absolute strength gap, I was not afraid that it would be false.
"Three friends, Xiaofan, you have a lot of friends, if Nuo Nuo knows about it, he will definitely go crazy." Uncle Wan pouted, he was actually picking his nose, when was it, he was still a stinky fart.
"If you want to go, tell me who you are, tell me the secret of the map, and I'll let you go!" The black-robed man with piercing eyes walked towards me, his hideous voice with an overwhelming momentum.
"I almost forgot, I always promised to tell you the secret of my life experience, and now it's time to tell it, Xiao Ye, come out!" Uncle Wan looked at the second floor and beckoned, a familiar one that made me worry about it, the most important person in the world, and slowly walked out.
"Dad?" my tears couldn't stop flowing, and it was my father, Ye Zheng.
He was the same as ever, ordinary, fraternal, and looked at me with a look of concern.
He walked down and touched my head, and said, "Xiaofan, there is one thing I have been lying to you, I am not your father, I am your uncle!"
"Uncle?" Although I had been prepared, I was still shocked by this situation.
"That's right, I'm your mother's younger brother, and I've been hiding your identity all these years, and it's a hard time!" my dad, no, to be precise, my uncle had a deep apology on his face.
"Then who are my real parents? How did they cruelly abandon me for so many years, how ruthlessly kept me in the dark!" I was so emotional that I had forgotten the environment I was in, and I didn't know whether to hate them or be angry with them.
"No, Xiaofan, they love you, they love you more than any parent in the world, but they have hardships, for the sake of justice, for everyone, give up their small family, so many years to hide your identity is to save you, this is a letter left by your father back then, you will understand when you see all this!"
My uncle took out a quaint letter written with a brush from his bosom and handed it to me with both hands.
I shuddered and took it, this is my father's true identity, this is the answer I have been searching for?
I opened it slowly, only to see that it read: Child, I gave you incognito and handed over to your uncle to raise you back then, because I wanted you to become an ordinary person and live a quiet life.
I ask you to study hard and get into college, not because I want you to compare your grades with others, but because I hope that you will have the right to choose in the future.
Choose work that is meaningful and time-consuming, rather than being forced to earn a living.
When your work has meaning in your heart, you have a sense of accomplishment.
When your work gives you time and does not deprive you of life, you have dignity.
A sense of accomplishment and dignity that gives you joy.
This is my greatest expectation, and I hope that you will become a useful and creative talent for the country and society.
And now, when you open this letter, your life is already destined to be ordinary, since you have embarked on this road, it is your own choice, then go on without hesitation, inherit me, inherit your predecessors and uncles, unfinished mission, for the truth, for the righteousness, unswervingly go on.
Even if it is to pay for it with blood and life, it is your mission as a descendant of the Dragon Dream.
The blood is not cold, and the dragon dream is not extinguished!
Hope is the will and hope of the Father, and it is perpetuated in you.
Sincerely, I hope that.
Father, Lin Fei wrote it himself.
After reading this letter, my heart seems to be pushed up to nine heavens, and then it falls into the Yellow Spring, and the indescribable monstrous waves are tumbling in my body!
"My father is Lin Fei, and I am a descendant of the Dragon Dream?" I trembled with excitement.
"That's right, Xiaofan, you are the son of the Dragon Dream Dragon Slaying Hall Master, you are the descendant of the hero, all the wealthy families here, the broad and the young, the celebrities, the rich, are not as noble as you, they live for power, fame and fortune, your father lives for the national righteousness, his blood flows unyieldingly, it is the spirit of Dragon Dream, and in the future, you are destined to inherit all this and complete his unfinished mission!"
A surging voice came from the Golden Hall.
Everyone turned their heads to see that it was a wind-like man who had lit the sky lantern at the auction and bid for the picture in front of the horse.
"Hmm, who are you, and you're with them?" The leader of the black-robed man looked cold, and the two iron claws in his hands were clasped on his wrists.
"Dragon's Dream ......"
The man walked slowly, his windbreaker swinging without wind.
"Kamikado ......"
The man got closer and closer, saying a word with each step.
"Hall Master, Zhao Zifeng!"
The man stopped and also said his name, Zhao Zifeng!
Once the dream of the dragon had divine wind, holy rain, heavenly thunder, earth fire, and five halls of dragon slaying, he turned out to be one of the hall masters, that is, a brother from the same period as my father, a big man!
"Dragon Dream, Zhao Zifeng, how is it possible? You forgot the oath you made twenty years ago, and you dare to appear here? You broke the contract!" The black-robed man in the lead was no longer rampant, but retreated, his voice trembling and fearful.
"The oath, we have waited for twenty years, just to break that oath, Xiao Fan, the phoenix blood ring is connected, when my uncle has not given you any gifts, today I will use the blood of these beasts to sacrifice the flag for you!" Zhao Zifeng flicked his fingers, and an emerald green quaint ring drew a beautiful arc in the air.
At the same time, his body ran rapidly, his feet as soft as raindrops, but with a sharp rhythm.
The body is like a knife, fluttering with the wind, a distance of more than ten meters, swept in an instant.
With a swing of his arm, the black windbreaker detached from his body, and there was like a thunderstorm in the field, and the four black-robed people were like facing a great enemy, opening up a posture to fight.
But his fists seemed to contain suffocating coercion, and his legs were like dragons out of the water.
Bang bang, electric light and flint between the changes.
Ten moves, just ten moves, and people can't even see how he made a move, these four black-robed people have already turned on their backs, some hit the wall, some fell to the ground, their bodies convulsed, and they were no longer able to fight.
At the same time, the ring just landed on my hand, and a gust of wind came and went, and it was amazing.
As he stopped, the black trench coat landed lightly on his raised wrist, as if nothing had happened just now.
Absolute strength, crushing existence, on par with my master Duan Tianya.
When I saw this familiar and unfamiliar phoenix blood ring, my thoughts regressed in vain, and my mind seemed to appear on the top of the cold wind again, the resolute and unyielding body of the man who was as vast as the stars, fighting hundreds of peerless masters alone.
The sonorous and powerful voice was overwhelming, like a flood bell and a big Lu.
"The day the phoenix blood returns, when the king returns!"
My father was besieged by 100 people, and my mother jumped off a cliff to save me.
A hot tear fell from my eyes, and the next second, I put the ring on the thumb of my right hand.
"Father, I don't know what happened twenty years ago, but from today on, my son will get it back for you!"
I took a sharp knife in Uncle Yue's hand, brushed it on my left arm, and carved a clear flying word.
In the past, when I was bullied at school and was a coward, I carved mortal words on my right arm, remembering the humiliation of the past, and now I carved flying words, not forgetting whose blood flowed in my body.
"From now on, there is no such person as Ye Fan in the world, there is only Ye Fei, a leaf of autumn wind is rising, and it is destined to soar into the sky. ”
"In the name of my father, I vow to fulfill this dream, although I have no regrets in death!"
That's right, in the name of the Father!