Northern Qin, the capital of the country, Tianyou City. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just after the heat of the summer, the scorching afternoon sun scorched the earth like a furnace, and the heat wave rolled in, and the dry and cracked soil seemed to have been ignited by the sun, emitting a faint white smoke.

More than 70 miles away in the north of the city, there is an open-air spirit stone mine, the strange rocks are craggy, there are deep pits left after mining everywhere, the smoke and dust are flying, and the red-hot ore exudes a steaming heat, which makes the surrounding scene distorted.

The heat was unbearable, and the miners sat in the bamboo huts at the foot of the mountain to enjoy the coolness, drinking shoddy tea, and their bodies were sore and listless.

However, on the scorching mine, a small cart loaded with nearly 2,000 catties of ore, with its head upside down, is slowly sliding down the winding and rugged mountain road, appearing and disappearing in the hideous rocks.

Towing the cart upside down was a dark-skinned handsome young man, with a simple black single knife hanging from his belt, bare-chested, steel teeth clenched, green tendons intertwined, and his back had been strangled red by a thick brown rope at the wrist, oozing blood slightly.

The young man pulling the cart, named Long Mania, was sixteen years old, with a slender and straight figure, sword eyebrows and sideburns, deep starry eyes, delicate facial features like carving, and a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

The miners held their tea bowls and glanced at the young man at random, because they were commonplace, and they no longer thought so.

"If you don't fall to death, you have to die in the sun! This dragon madness is really deadly. ”

The overseer muttered, took a sip of hot tea, wiped the sweat from his fat face with a gray and black towel, and lay down in the rocking chair again.

After a while, the car had reached the foot of the mountain.

The dragon turned the head of the car, hung the brown rope on his shoulders, tightened the rope with both hands, and pulled the cart with difficulty with a hunched body, walking towards the ore pile dozens of feet away.

"Bang ......"

When he arrived at the ore pile, he untied the heavy brown rope on his shoulder, poured all the ore on the cart, and then turned around and walked to the water tank by the bamboo shed, and poured three bowls of water in a row.

"Hoo ......"

After taking a heavy breath, Long Mad scooped up another bowl of water and poured it on his head, and lay down on the bamboo chair in the bamboo shed with a white mist.

However, as soon as he rested for a while, a crying voice came from not far away: "Young master, young master......"

The voice was quite familiar, and the dragon turned his head sideways to gaze into the distance, only to see a thin figure distorted by the heat wave, staggering and trotting.

"Cui'er, what's wrong!"

Seeing that the person who came was the maid beside his mother, Long Mad was shocked, stood up, helped her into the bamboo shed, and then handed her a bowl of tea.

Cui'er, who looked eighteen or nineteen years old, had bruises at the corners of her eyes, she drank the tea and breathed a sigh of relief, and cried anxiously: "Young Master, two hours ago, Wu Ren snatched all the gold coins!" ”

Hearing this news, Long Mad was immediately furious, and hurriedly picked up Cui'er, like a hurricane, rushing towards Tianyou City.

……

After running for two quarters of an hour under the scorching sun, Long Mad stood in front of the main gate of the Long family's mansion on Tianchu Street in the west of the city, put down Cui'er, handed her a bag of gold coins, and after a few words, he stepped up the steps in front of the door.

The Long family of the Northern Qin Kingdom, a prominent family that has been inherited for thousands of years, has been prosperous for a long time.

There are many cultivators in the family, and they are a great force that exists transcendentally, and even the current lord of the country has to give three points of courtesy.

I saw that the eaves of the Longjiafu gate were flowing tiles, the two golden riveted rosewood doors were magnificent, heavily guarded, and the two huge stone lions on the left and right were majestic, and they seemed to jump into the air at any time.

"Stop, the head of the house has an order, you can only go through the side door of the mansion!"

A guard, who looked like a leader, stood directly in front of the dragon maniac, his face full of disdain.

"Get out!"

Hearing this, Long Mad raised his eyebrows, raised his foot and kicked the leading guard out a few feet away, and walked into the Long family's mansion with a fierce attitude.

"Wu Ren, get out of here!"

Holding a simple single knife in his hand, with a rolling murderous aura, he walked through a delicate and gorgeous lakeside pavilion, shuttling through the deep courtyard, looking for Wu Ren's breath.

This knife, known as the Mad God Punishment Knife, is simple and unpretentious, thick and bladeless, and is the only relic of the dragon madness's father.

It is said that his father, Long Zhan, has never been defeated in the Northern Qin Kingdom for more than 500 years, and is arrogant and uninhibited, known as the "mad god".

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The angry roar of the dragon madness resounded throughout the mansion, startling everyone to lean out of the mansion one after another, and when they saw that it was him, they all laughed gloatingly.

A richly dressed lady stood in the way of the cobblestone winding path and shouted, "Dragon madness, what kind of body have you become by shouting so much! ”

However, Long Madness smiled coldly, ignored the third lady of the Long family at all, bypassed her and walked into a luxurious courtyard, and lifted Wu Ren from the water in the rockery pool in the courtyard.

"Give the coins back!"

The dragon's furious eyes widened, and his left hand pinched Wu Ren's neck, lifting him into the air.

Wu Ren, who was thin and small, looked like a roe deer, kicked his feet in mid-air, his face was flushed, and he said with difficulty: "Lose... Ahem... Lost! ”

An obese middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper quickly rushed over after hearing the report from his subordinates, and just stepped into the courtyard gate, seeing Wu Ren's painful appearance, he hurriedly scolded loudly: "Stop! Dragon madness, put my son down. ”

"Wu De, your son robbed my mother of my mother's life-saving money, five thousand gold coins, hurry up and return it to me!"

Hearing the sharp scolding behind him, Long Madness slowly turned his head, his sword eyebrows upside down, and looked at the Dragon Mansion steward coldly.

With his eyes like a sword, Wu De couldn't help but shudder, but seeing that his son was about to suffocate, his son was anxious, and scolded angrily: "Your old lady is full of life, even if you eat the elixir, you won't live for a few days!" My son, who is a housekeeper, robbed the gold coins, so what! ”

The words touch the scales! The dragon madness's pupils contracted violently, and he casually threw Wu Ren into the rockery pool, and turned around suddenly.

He jumped up on his knees, and after a few takes, he grabbed Wu De's chest clothes, lifted them up, raised the Mad God Punishment Knife on his neck, gritted his teeth and said, "There is a kind of you say again!" ”

Although this knife had no edge, the sword qi was cold to the soul, startling Wu De's round body trembling, and the crotch of his pants was all soaked, and there was a foul smell.

Suddenly, a figure flashed quickly.

With a "bang", the dragon madness was knocked into the flower garden more than ten feet away, smashed several pots of camellias, and was covered in mud.

However, he slapped his left palm heavily on the ground, and immediately turned over and jumped up, but the qi and blood in his chest churned violently, and his throat was sweet, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"It also depends on the owner to beat the dog! The son of the mad god, in my eyes, he is not even as good as Wu De's dog! ”

A handsome young man in a purple robe wiped his hands with a handkerchief contemptuously, and looked at Long Mad coldly, with a haughty look on his face.

His name is Long Tianfeng, he is extremely talented, he is a genius boy of the Long family, a disciple of the inner sect of the Purple Cloud Sect, he has cultivated to the enlightenment period at the age of seventeen, and his future is immeasurable.

"Haha...... Well said, the heirs of the Long family are not as good as a dog! ”

The dragon raised his hand to wipe away the blood on the side of his mouth, raised his head and laughed, dragged the mad god to punish the holy knife, and slowly walked towards the rockery, murderous.

Hearing such slanderous words, Long Tianfeng suddenly became angry, pulled out the flying sword at his waist, danced several sword flowers, and slashed towards the dragon madness with a chilling sword light.

Although the sword move was sharp, the dragon madness did not have the slightest timidity, and waved the heavy mad god sword to meet it.

With a piercing sound of swords intersecting, Long Tianfeng took a few steps back before stabilizing his body, and his right arm was unbearably sore.

"Humph!"

Long Mad just shook it a few times, and after sneering, Long Xiang walked towards the rockery pool, looked at Wu Ren on the water, and his low voice was like impermanence: "Since the gold coin is gone, take your life to pay it back!" ”

At this moment, there was another crisp sword roar behind him.

It turned out that Long Tianfeng lost face in the hands of Fang Cai, became angry, secretly transported the spirit yuan, dispelled the soreness and numbness in his right arm, and used a trick in the Long family's peerless "Heavenly Absolute Sword Codex" "Changhong Breaking the Sky", stabbing at the heart of the dragon madness.

Dare to make a ruthless sneak attack!

The anger in the dragon maniac heart had been ignited, he turned around in an instant, bowed his knees and jumped more than a foot high, holding the knife in both hands, slashing Huashan with force, and slashing down with the dull whistling sound of the wind.

Under the illumination of the fiery sun, the Mad God Divine Punishment Knife flashed with a black light, as if it felt the anger of its master, and the blade actually sprayed out more than an inch long, and the "hiss" sound was breathtaking.

Seeing that the opponent's knife was fierce, he actually wanted to lose both, Long Tianfeng hurriedly transported the spirit yuan of his whole body, held the sword in both hands, and struggled to resist this fierce blow.

"Bell!"

The sound of the sword intersecting trembled and reverberate, and the dragon madness was shaken into the air several feet high, and then slammed into the flowers, and the blood from his mouth flowed out like a spring.

Long Tianfeng was unscathed, not even breathing, and after sneering, he sneered: "Sure enough, it's not as good as my dog, it's not as good as it... Ahem......"

However, before he finished speaking, Long Tianfeng covered his chest, knelt on the ground and coughed up several mouthfuls of bright red blood, and the flying sword in his hand broke inch by inch and fell on the white marble floor tiles, "clanging", and the sound was extremely crisp and pleasant.

The sword of confession was destroyed, and his consciousness was devoured, and he was seriously wounded.

"Haha......"

The dragon madness stood up, the killing intent in his eyes grew, and he walked forward slowly, laughing wantonly, the blood still gurgling from the corners of his mouth, and his appearance was extremely hideous.

Seeing this scene, Long Tianfeng was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his eyes full of despair.

Unexpectedly, Long Mad put away the Mad God Punishment Sword, glanced at Long Tianfeng, who was trembling, with a look of disdain on his face, untied a money bag from Wu De's waist and took out two lower grade spirit stones.

He threw down his money bag and strode out of the luxurious courtyard.

In the face of such a weak-willed person, there is no longer the will to fight.

……

The dragon madness walked along the quiet path for a quarter of an hour to the backyard of the mansion.

The place was home to the servants, and dozens of small and old courtyards were dotted together.

After rounding a small green pond, he walked into a small, dilapidated courtyard.

This is where he lives.

Back then, his father Long Zhan and mother Wang Ruoman were privately determined for life.

Before Lin'er came to the world, after Long Zhan left behind the mad god Zhu Holy Knife, he went to a distant place and has not been heard from since.

The rules of the Long family are very strict, Wang Ruoman is nameless and pointless, and the dragon madness has not awakened the bloodline of the ancient dragon soul like other descendants of the Long family.

Therefore, even though the head of the family, Long Zhentian, took in the dragon madness mother and son, he arranged them in the place where the servants lived.

The Long family will give each household five lower grade spirit stones every month as expenses, and even the servants can receive 1,000 gold coins every month.

However, the dragon mad mother and son have not received a penny.

In Long Zhentian's words, having a tile to cover their heads so that they do not end up on the streets is already a great favor.