Chapter 7 Dragon Heaven

The boy was carried back to the house. Lying quietly on his bed. Beside him, parents and servants gathered around. Next to the young man, a doctor sat at the head of the young man's bed, carefully calling the young man's pulse. "How's it going, doctor, is my son still saved?" the anxious father asked anxiously, but the old doctor kept brushing his gray goatee and shaking his head. The anxious father grabbed the doctor and roared, "How about it, you have a word!! The old doctor lowered his head in shame, and said slowly to the middle-aged man, "Mr. Long, I'm sorry, the old man can't do anything, Young Master Long is already extremely weak, and this time he fell from the cliff again, and the organs in his body have been ruptured, and he can't return to the sky even if the gods come......" The middle-aged man grabbed the doctor's hand more and more hard, and directly lifted the doctor up, his eyes widened, and a trace of blood gradually crept up in his eyes. shouted angrily at the old doctor, "What can't be saved, it's clear that your medical skills are not good, and labor and management will slap you to death." "As you speak, you have to do it. The servant next to him hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the man. In fact, everyone present knew that the old doctor was the best doctor in Luojia City. He has never made a mistake in medicine for decades, and he said that if he can't be saved, he is generally really powerless......

The middle-aged man stared angrily, looking at the young man lying on the hospital bed, the old wound on his chest flared up violently, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spit out. The whole person suddenly wanted to be dozens of years old, looking at the young man, the eight-foot man could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes. Crying and shouting, "God, I'm sorry for you for my father, I'm sorry for you for my father." With that, he fainted.

Suddenly, all the people in the room wept silently, saddened by the tragic fate of this little young master. The boy's mother just sat beside the boy in a daze, and suddenly began to laugh coldly, and then the whole person ran out of the room laughing like crazy, and laughed wildly in the yard. A handful of servants hurriedly stepped forward to hold them. After being crazy for a long time, Dr. Sai Bian Que took the pulse for his wife and prescribed medicine, saying that his wife was mad, and the medicine could only alleviate and suppress the condition, but could not be eradicated. The servants looked at the lady lying on the bed, and their hearts could not help but feel sympathy. The Long family is usually kind and generous, and they are also very considerate to their subordinates, and they have never beaten or scolded. Therefore, the subordinates of the family are devoted and faithful to the Lord's family. I am very sad about what is happening at home.

Time seems to pass in this sad mood, and in the blink of an eye, it is approaching evening. The sunset, dusk, the last residual heat shone in front of Long Tian's room, a figure stood lonely in front of the young man's room, and Long Tian's father, Long Zhan, stood quietly in front of the room. The oblique remnant sun stretched the figure of Long Zhan for a long time. Long Zhan paced into Long Tian's room. Looking at my son lying on the hospital bed, my heart was filled with grief. A servant stepped forward and said, "Sir, your injuries have just healed, go back to your room and rest." "As he spoke, he was going to support the dragon battle. Long Zhan waved his hand slightly, declined the servant's kindness, and said weakly, "I want to stay with Tian'er for another night and give him another ride." Cloudy eyes looked at the boy again. The servant didn't know what to say, and walked away from the old man sadly, not wanting to disturb the last time of the father and son, and wishing that this moment would pass more slowly......

Long Zhan walked into the room and gently closed the door, brought a chair from the table, and placed it beside the young man. Looking at Long Tian, he couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes anymore, and let go of his crying, the grief in his heart frantically destroying this middle-aged man. Long Zhan cried like a child, without the majesty of the past, just a child who was quietly losing his son......

"Tian'er, do you remember when we just escaped from Zhongzhou? We were chased and killed by the enemy, and my father was seriously injured, so I took you and your mother to hide in a cave in the barren mountain. You were only five years old, only five years old. At the age of five, in order to take care of your father, you went out alone to forage for food, looking for herbs to heal your father's wounds. Severely injured by a poisonous snake while searching for herbs. Five-year-old you, five-year-old you, crawled back into the cave and ground and fed the herbs to your father, but you didn't move at all. Until I get poisoned...... Father exhausted his vitality and scattered all his heavenly power, just to save you, but Dad didn't regret it...... Because I have a son like you, I am happy to be in labor and management!! for my son, nothing matters. What family honor used to be taken too seriously by my father and ignored you. Repenting for your father!! it's a quarter of an hour slower!! although your father saved your life, but, but, but your whole body meridians have been destroyed by snake poison, !! you can't cultivate in your life, !! in your life, I ruined my own son!! I can't stand you as a father, my God, my son ......" Long Zhan had already cried into a tearful man at this time, he raised his head and recovered his emotions slightly. continued, "But my father didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. God, he's going to take you away...... Why!! thief God!!! what did I do wrong in Long Zhan! I want to punish you for coming at me!! don't treat my son!! thief God, you return my son, return my son, return my son. Tian'er ...... Ah......" Long Zhan leaned his head on Long Tian, who was gradually cold, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

Outside the door, the servants were already crying. What happened to the young master of the Long family was too miserable...... Everything is so unfair......

In the middle of the night, Long Zhan had already cried exhausted and fell asleep, and the servants also left with grief. Long Tian's forehead gradually emitted a trace of light, and a small black tower emerged, and the small tower sprinkled black and golden light, quietly enveloping the young man, and no one could see it......

The next day, the day of the Long family's funeral. The door opened, and Long Zhan slowly walked out of the room holding the body of his beloved son. The harsh sunlight hit the father. He instinctively raised a hand to help his son block the oncoming sun, afraid that the sunlight would sting his son. This is the instinct of a father......

A group of servants and friends looked at Long Zhan blankly, I don't know when, yesterday was still black-haired, and the energetic Long Zhan actually had a white head overnight, and his gray hair was so dazzling in the scorching sun. The servant and friend could no longer hold back their tears and burst into tears. Long Zhan ran quietly with his son, and there seemed to be a smile on his face.

Long Zhan walked to the coffin that had already been placed and gently put Aiko into the coffin. He gently kissed his son on the forehead with his mouth, and muttered, "The child is not afraid, and the father will come to accompany you in a while." In the crowd, the crazy lady rushed out, pushed Long Zhan away, held Long Tian in her arms, caressed it dotingly, and said, "Don't be afraid, not afraid, not afraid, my son is not afraid, the bad guys have been beaten away by your father, my mother is here with you, no one dares to touch you." Good son...... ......Long Zhan turned his head away, forced himself not to look at it, and shouted in pain, "Pull her away, hurry up!!" The frantic servant forcibly pulled the woman away. When the woman was carried away, tears flowed down her eyes and she cried loudly, "Give back my son, return my son!!" Long Zhan couldn't bear to look at it, and shouted again, "Nail!

Just then, a group of people rushed through the door. The person who came was violent, and it turned out to be the opponent of the Long family in this Luojia City, the Murong family. The head of the standing is the head of the Murong family, Murong Hong. Murong Hong stood about ten meters in front of Long Zhan, and said with bad intentions, "The Long family has a good day for the funeral, oh, no, it's a hard day." How can my Murong family not give gifts? Come on, bring it up for me!!" With that, the person behind him took out boxes of things, opened them and saw that they were all happy candles, red letters, and other items that were only used for great joy. The people around him glared angrily, which was obviously a great disrespect to the deceased. Long Zhan was surprisingly calm, and said slowly, "Your kindness is in your heart, please leave, today is my son's funeral." My Long family doesn't want to cause trouble today. "Yo, what do you mean by not wanting to? Don't you dare? Long Zhan thinks it's okay if we don't make trouble, come over and kowtow to me three times, and I won't disturb the day of your son's funeral. Come on, hahaha. Murong Hong smiled cruelly, thinking to himself that the dragon battle that was high in the past would finally fall to this point one day, and he laughed unscrupulously. If it was left in the past, the dragon war would definitely be with him forever. But today is his son's last day in the world, Long Zhan looked back at Long Tian, and muttered, "Don't worry, Tian'er, no one will disturb you." "Daddy will come back when he goes. After that, Long Zhan walked slowly, and it seemed that he had already made up his mind in his heart. Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, but what followed was a merciless beating by thugs.

Just when Long Zhan walked up to Murong Hong, lifted up his clothes, and was about to compromise for his son, a weak call came to mind in his mind. "Dad, don't......" Long Zhan looked back at his son's coffin, and the coffin began to tremble...... Finally, the lid was gently pushed open, and Long Tian sat up with support. Look at the dragon battle...... There was silence at first, and then it was suddenly covered with exclamations and excitement. Everyone looked at Long Tian in surprise. Cheers for the Long family. Murong Hong's face instantly stiffened, and then he began to be ridiculed by the people around him crazily. Murong Hong left in a panic and with his own people ashamed......

Only Long Zhan, looking at the young man's cold, immature eyes, muttered "You......!

At the same time, in different parts of the continent, there were nine pairs of eyes that opened at the same time, and most of these nine people were men, and seven of them were men, and they looked up at the northern boundary at the same time, their eyes were deep