Chapter 2: Murder in a Rage
The Demon King of Zhen, one of the four princes of the Great Xuan Kingdom, holds important rights in his hands, and is a big man who stomps his feet and shocks the entire Great Xuan Kingdom.
The mansion of such a character is naturally extraordinary.
However, in one corner of this palace, there is a dilapidated thatched house.
This thatched house is incompatible with the buildings in the palace, it should not exist, after Long Xingyu's mother passed away, it was deliberately built, and then he was driven here!
Here he has spent almost three years.
"Let's get something to eat first, I'm here to study this!"
In the thatched house, Long Xingyu looked at the black square stone in his hand, and as soon as he thought of it, he hid it, and then went out to the dining room of the palace.
As the son of the king of Zhennan, when eating, someone should have personally delivered the food to the door.
However, Long Xingyu, because of his status, no one paid attention to him at all, and if he wanted to eat, he could only go to the dining room by himself. And unlike the delicacies of the mountains and seas used by other brothers and sisters, all he can use is some steamed buns and pickles used by low-level people, that's all!
It is precisely for this reason that although Long Xingyu is sixteen years old, his figure is extremely thin, not like what a person of this age should look like!
Long Xingyu came to the dining room.
"You're late, the steamed buns have been divided by everyone just now. ”
In a cafeteria in the dining room, a bloated chef covered the steaming steamer in front of him, then turned to look at Long Xingyu and smiled sarcastically.
"In that case, what's inside the steamer?" asked Long Xingyu with a cold face.
Hearing this, the bloated chef looked stunned and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's all empty!"
Long Xingyu didn't give up, pointed to the steamer and said, "Since it's empty, then you open it and show me." ”
The bloated chef's face showed a look of impatience, and he waved his hand: "I said no, no, don't bother me, get out!"
Hearing these unceremonious words, Long Xingyu did not move, clenched his fists, and his eyes were filled with a cold chill.
"That shit!"
Long Xingyu roared in his heart!
He could see from his memory that the original owner of this body had a cowardly personality since he was a child because of his background, especially after the death of his mother, this cowardice was even more serious, so in the palace, even his subordinates dared to wantonly bully him.
For this reason, he was constantly starving, and he could not even eat!
"You're looking for death!"
Long Xingyu looked angry, went up and punched, and directly knocked this person to the ground.
This fat chef is just an ordinary person who cooks, not even a cultivator.
And Long Xingyu, even if his talent is not good, he has been cultivating for four years, at least he is a genuine cultivator, and he has the triple cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm.
For a dignified cultivator, to teach an ordinary person a lesson is as simple as eating and drinking!
In the past, Long Xingyu was weak and timid, and he could be bullied.
Now, although the body is still the same, the inner soul has long been changed, and naturally it will not do the same stupid thing.
"Oh, you little bastard, you dare to beat me, Lao Tzu fought with you!"
The fat chef struggled to stand up, grabbed a sharp kitchen knife from the cabinet on the side with a furious face, and rushed towards Long Xingyu.
The bright sword light imprinted in Long Xingyu's eyes, completely arousing the killing intent in his heart!
Bang!
Moments later, a bloated body collapsed limply, blood staining the ground.
Long Xingyu snorted coldly, picked up a rag to wipe the blood on his hands, and then threw it on the fat chef's face, then opened the steamer and ate it on the spot!
It wasn't long before an exclamation came from outside the door.
Long Xingyu turned his head and saw a person in a chef's costume standing outside the door, looking in the direction he was in shock!
"Killed, someone killed!"
After a moment of frustration, he turned and ran, screaming of fear as he ran!
A moment later, in the Demon King's Mansion, in a magnificent hall.
On the first place, there is a pair of middle-aged men and women wearing brocade clothes.
The man's facial features are upright and his appearance is dignified, just sitting quietly with his eyes closed, but he exudes a compelling momentum that is not angry and self-threatening.
And the woman is beautiful and glamorous, a wonderful woman with great charm.
For these two people, Long Xingyu is not unfamiliar, because one of them is the father of the original owner of this body, the Demon King, Long Xuan.
The other is the princess of the main palace of the Demon King, Tang Wanrong.
Long Xingyu's gaze fell on Tang Wanrong's body.
This person was born into a prestigious family, and he has always had a contemptuous attitude towards those who came from humble backgrounds.
Long Xingyu's mother and son have been oppressed by this person in every way, and even the reason why Long Xingyu's mother died was because she was persecuted by this person!
"Evil obstacles, don't kneel down yet!"
Tang Wanrong had a cold face, her eyebrows were scolded, and she scolded sharply.
The voice fell, but Long Xingyu didn't move, staring at her coldly.
If you want to say who has the deepest hatred with him in the palace, it must be this person!
"Slut, sooner or later I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Long Xingyu roared in his heart!
"Presumptuous, I didn't know that I had committed a capital crime, and I dared to stare at me, left and right, let him kneel!" Tang Wanrong pointed at Long Xingyu and said angrily.
"Yes!"
The two guards who had detained Long Xingyu immediately started when they heard the sound.
They are not mortals like fat chefs, as the elite of the government army, they are all cultivators, and their cultivation is higher than Long Xingyu.
The two joined forces, and Long Xingyu immediately felt that his spiritual power was suppressed, and his cultivation could not be used, and then he felt that his leg was hit hard.
Bang!
Long Xingyu's knees hurt, and he knelt uncontrollably.
He raised his head, his eyes full of unyieldingness, and struggled to stand up, but he was held down by the two guards!
"Slut, sooner or later I want you to die without a whole corpse!" Long Xingyu scolded in his heart!
At the same time, Long Xuan, the demon king who had been closing his eyes and had never spoken, Long Xingyu's biological father, finally opened his eyes at this moment.
"What's going on?" he asked.
"Lord Wang, this evil obstacle is lawless, and it is really hateful that Fang just committed murder in the palace and killed a chef in the dining room. Tang Wanrong said immediately.
Hearing this, Long Xuan looked at Long Xingyu, frowned slightly, and then turned his head to look at Tang Wanrong and asked, "Who is he?"
Hearing this, Long Xingyu sneered in his heart.
As a father, he can't even recognize his own son, how ridiculous is this.....
But if you think about it, it's not surprising that there are many heirs of the demon town prince, like him, the son of his mother's family who has no background and is extremely talented, will naturally not get the attention of his demon town king, and over time, he will be forgotten.
This is the norm in the princely and aristocratic family!