Chapter 1: The True Dragon Descends
Chinese.
Kyoto.
Jiuyun Hospital.
"My grandson had such a vision before he was born!"
"When my grandson is born, the revitalization of my Long family is just around the corner!"
Outside the delivery room, Long Xingtian, the head of the Long family, said with a solemn face.
The Long Family.
It is one of the four major families in Kyoto.
It is the top family in China.
Even though the eldest grandson of the Long family has not yet been born, he already has a lot of glory on him.
When the eldest and youngest grandmother of the Long family was only six months pregnant, there was a faint fluctuation of true qi in her belly.
Yes, just the placenta of the eldest grandson of the Long family has true qi.
Some people say that he is a spirit child.
Born a saint.
Some people say that he is an immortal!
It is the immortals in the heavens who descend to earth.
Before he was even born, he shocked the whole of Kyoto.
and even the whole of China.
He is the hope of the Long family and is known as the future head of the Long family.
Today is the day when the grandmother of the Long family is about to give birth.
It rained heavily for three days in a row throughout Kyoto, and thunder and lightning intertwined in the sky, as if it were a large net, enveloping the whole of Kyoto.
A once-in-a-century vision from the sky!
The Long family gave birth to a child, and a vision fell from the sky!
In history, all the visions of saints were born.
It happened today.
The eldest grandson of the Long family is amazing.
"Boom, boom!"
At this time, the thunder and lightning in the sky suddenly slashed in one direction.
Thunder and lightning weave together into a large net, encircling one direction of Kyoto.
Soon, a huge net of lightning rushed down and slashed at the top of a building.
It is none other than Jiuyun Hospital!
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"Wow-"
Raw!
A saint is born!
Saints from heaven!
When the thunder and lightning fell, there was a baby cry.
A saint is born!
With the thunder of the gods!
"My grandson was born!He is a saint!!" Long Xingtian said word by word.
Soon, Long Xingtian walked towards the door of the delivery room.
"Doctor Zhou, is my grandson born?" Long Xingtian asked a doctor who came out of the delivery room.
"Yes...... It's born!" Doctor Zhou said with a strange expression: "It's just ......"
"Just what?" Long Xingtian asked with a frown.
"It's just...... Little boy he ...... He let the thunder split!" Dr. Zhou stammered with an ugly face.
The rumored saint was born.
But let the thunder strike!
"The little boy's skin is as black as charcoal, his seven orifices are bleeding, his eyes are blind, and his heart is beating extremely weakly...... I'm afraid it won't work!" Dr. Zhou said this, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
"What did you say?!" Long Xingtian was shocked.
The saint of the Long family!
The hope of the Long family!
Not good at birth?
And let the thunder split?
Rao is Long Xingtian's powerful physique, and at this time, he was a little unbearable.
Their Long family is finished!
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"Thrown away...... Threw him away. ”
Long Xingtian sighed.
At this time, he seemed to be dozens of years older.
"Father......" Long Youming, the son of the dragon family, said without saying anything.
He was the father of the born "saint".
"Born to be struck by lightning!"
"It's a demon!"
"Not a saint!"
"Our Long family has given birth to a demon!"
"He can't stay!"
Long Tianxing always thought that the Long family had produced a saint, but how could he have imagined that he was born a "demon".
"Yes, father!" Long Youming lowered his head.
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God jealousy!
Heaven is jealous!
How could they know that the "saints" were jealous of heaven?
The "saint" was struck by lightning because of the jealousy of heaven.
It is rumored that only when the dragon comes into the world, will it be jealous!
The dragon is so powerful that even the heavens will be jealous!
When the dragon descends into the world, the heavens will be jealous!
PS, I'm Yue Tianzhen, that's all.
New vest new book, say a few words to open the book.
You may think that this book is not good-looking, and it is rubbish.
But please be patient and look at it, the coming is fate.
Your life will be long, but at least the first three minutes of your time now belong to me, and maybe if you keep looking down, it will be longer.
Even if you scold me and spray me, at least the time you read belongs to me, and I'm already satisfied.
I love you, both new and old.
I'm so grateful for your innocence, at least you affirmed me for those three minutes.
I wish you all good health and all the best!
- Moon naïve