Chapter 224: The Momentum of the Parties

At this moment, the moon poked its head out of the clouds and looked at the earth shyly.

Glowing like a firefly in the woods.

……

The Long family is majestic and solemn.

A giant sword towering into the sky was quietly slanted into the valley, and the moonlight shone on it, dazzling with brilliance.

As the second leader of the Long family, Long Teng was standing next to the giant sword, staring at the bright moon hanging in the night sky at the moment.

"What a good moonlight, the moonlight from years ago was not so bright," he sighed.

Behind him stood all sorts of people.

They didn't seem to be standing, but bowed slightly, and the crowd bowed like courtiers.

The night covered all their figures, and they couldn't see their faces or eyes clearly.

No one spoke.

The dragon's gaze slowly moved from the sky to the ground, and the shadows on the ground all listened silently as if they were worshipping.

Long Teng finally spoke, and everyone pricked up their ears for fear of missing a word.

Long Teng said: "Have you done everything today?"

A figure stood up and immediately replied: "Lord Longteng, everything is normal today, everything that should be done has been done, and tomorrow's subordinates have also done it in advance."

Long Tenggan laughed dryly twice, and said, "Okay, I really didn't mistake you when I gave the angel."

Angel's face was shrouded in darkness, and although he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, he could hear the excitement in his tone, and he was so excited that he could even speak much faster than before.

"Lord Longteng, no, after tonight, you are the real king, the ruler of the whole world."

Long Teng's tone was still extremely slow, and he slowly exhaled a breath and said, "What I'm thinking about now is not tonight, nor tomorrow, but what I'm thinking about at this moment is my childhood, the year when I was six years old."

There was a burst of boos all around.

Prompted by curiosity, they bowed their heads to the ground and listened respectfully to Long Teng's next words.

Long Teng said very calmly: "It's strange, you may ask me, aren't I worried? Tomorrow is a duel of life and death, ......."

Angel Ci immediately stood up and said proudly: "Lord Longteng's departure is naturally foolproof."

Long Teng waved his hand and said, "Actually, for so many years, I only remember a sentence I said when I was a child."

All the people pricked up their ears, and the little insects in the grass in the darkness of the night cried down.

Long Teng said slowly: "I once said to myself, you are destined to become a great thing if you live for a lifetime, otherwise you will not be able to spend this life."

He turned around very slowly, and glanced around, his eyes seeming to be able to see the pores on everyone's face on this moonlit night.

"Now I can at last," exhaled extremely soothingly.

At this time, the shadows on the ground also cheered, but their voices were too small to judge from their breathing, and they were indeed excited and happy at the moment.

"Lord Longteng, in fact, there is no need at all, no one can escape my seventy-two evils."

Long Teng shook his head and smiled: "Tomorrow, as soon as the battle starts, you will plug your ears and close your mouth, don't talk to anyone, don't listen to anyone, the king of heaven is here, you don't care about him, all you have to do is to see red on the knife and kill with one word!"

There seemed to be a thick smell of blood in the darkness, their eyes suddenly became like hungry wolves, and their chests were filled with hot air.

"Lord Longteng, don't worry, now most of the forces in the rivers and lakes are gathered here, Longxi, what Longxi, is just a yellow-haired boy, can he turn the sky over?"

Long Teng told again: "You must remember that tomorrow you will either die or I will die."

The crowd replied in unison: "If you see red on the sword, kill everything."

The Long family is very large, lively and quiet.

At the moment, an extremely dilapidated small house.

The moonlight was still bright, and a thin old man watched the night quietly with a cane.

He seemed to have not been out of the house for a long time, and the wind around him, and the fresh earth was exceptionally fragrant.

There was also a man standing beside the old man, a young man who looked very athletic.

The young man supported the old man and walked slowly towards the dilapidated house.

The old man seemed a little tired, yawned and narrowed his eyes.

The young man tentatively said, "Lord Long Zhan, you really don't plan to go out of the mountain?"

Long Zhan half-squinted his eyes and said: "Fire slave, there are some things that no one can intervene in, the old man is no different from the ordinary people, how can he not talk about the mountain."

Huo Nu said uneasily: "But tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle between Young Master Longxi and Longteng, you see Young Master Longxi's ......."

Long Zhan was slow and reasonable, as if everything had nothing to do with him, he said indifferently: "Fire slave, how long have you quit the rivers and lakes, why can't you let go."

The fire slave looked a little ashamed, and said, "I'm just a little worried about Young Master Longxi."

Long Zhan smiled: "He is my son, I don't worry, what do you have to worry about."

The fire slave sighed and said, "To be honest, my life was given by you, the National People's Congress, and it was also given by Young Master Longxi."

Long Zhan shook his head and said: "Your life is earned by yourself, even your mother can't absolutely say that she gave it, how can you be old, you, don't say such depressing words in the future."

The fire slave's heart seemed to be blocked by a stone, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, "Lord Long Zhan, I still remember the duel between me and Young Master Longxi that night."

Long Zhan said casually as he walked towards the house: "I didn't expect you to remember, the old man has long forgotten."

The fire slave sighed: "The little one will never dare to forget, I was originally preparing to assassinate Young Master Longxi that night."

Long Zhan said: "You have your troubles, why do you have to say everything."

The fire slave said persistently: "I am an outlaw, if there is no mercy from you and Young Master Longxi's subordinates, ...... you."

Long Zhan laughed and said, "You must have been startled that night, didn't you?"

The fire slave finally pursed his lips and smiled, "There is nothing wrong with it, because when I first saw you, I thought you were here to kill me, but I never thought that you were here to save me."

Long Zhan sighed: "That's because I know the Long family's swordsmanship very well, and we are destined after all."

Huo Nu nodded gratefully, "My lord, it turns out that you have long expected that I am not Young Master Longxi's opponent."

Long Zhan shook his head and said, "I just know the martial arts of the two of you."

The fire slave suddenly changed his words and said, "Since Lord Long Zhan is like this, can you expect the victory or defeat tomorrow?"

Long Zhan still shook his head and said, "It stands to reason that this duel should not have been fought, but the beliefs of the two of them are so stubborn."

Then the old man glanced at the fire slave and added, "I know that you are worried that Long Xi will lose to his second uncle Long Teng, after all, the gap between the internal strength of the two of them is huge, and they are both extremely high."

The fire slave sighed: "Young Master Longxi has not made any mistakes since he became the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, but why is Long Teng aggressive?"

As he walked, Long Zhan suddenly glanced back at the lonely moon hanging in the sky, and sighed: "The affairs of the world, we cultivators can't take care of it, since you are so curious, I will give you a day off tomorrow, you can go and find out."

The fire slave said with a happy face: "Great, thank you Lord Long Zhan."

Long Zhan finally walked back to the house, closed the door, and sighed softly: "Okay, cultivation is also based on creation, you yearn for red dust, and you have no choice but to be old, go ahead, but don't interfere with them, even if someone dies."

(End of chapter)