Legend of the Asura

The door was pushed open, and a man with a brilliance and a high temperament came in. For the first time, his gaze was locked in the wind, and the steady gaze was a little less than the usual pressure. Kindly.

"Hey, welcome home." Long Wei walked over to him, first smiled at Chu Yingying and Feng Yao, and then extended his right hand. The wind cocked up and stood up, his face stiffly reaching out and holding him. This is not a handshake, but a passing of your feelings.

"Hey, I know you Grandpa Wang." Longwei let go of the body. "You Grandpa Wang is the three generations of my Dragon family. I gave my life to the Dragon Family. He also brought me from a young age, even your grandfather. I respect him very much."

"Hello, Grandpa Wang."

From the moment he first came in, he was noticed by the wind. The harmony and stability of that face made him feel good when he saw him at first sight.

Wang Bo respectfully bowed his head and looked at him gently and gratifiedly: "The old slave is looking forward to seeing the young master every day. The dragon family can get this dragon, and the old slave is really happy for the dragon family."

Long Wei sat down to the wind and smiled at him for a while and said, "Will you think of this home occasionally?"

The wind was silent and nodded lightly.

Patting his shoulder, Longwei said with a smile: "So, when you have time, come back and see. Your mom is looking forward to you going home every day." He looked at Chu Yingying and his distressed look flashed. And too.

"Well, I will."

The sound of the wind is very low, falling in Chu Yingying's ear, let her eyes slammed a fiery heat.

Feng Yao and the water cup in front of the wind are empty. Wang Bo quietly walked over and lifted their cups into the back room.

"Hey, it doesn't matter. Come back when you want to come back. If it's really busy, just..."

"I will always look at the baby." The wind is almost finished, pick up a piece of pastry and put it in the mouth to cover up his look.

Long Wei’s mouth smiled. At this time, he suddenly wanted to pick up a water cup to cover his expression at the moment.

"Have you heard that you destroyed the celestial city?" Longwei asked quietly, his face was not moved. Nodded eagerly: "Yes. I also know that this indirectly caused a lot of damage to the country."

"No!" Longwei shook his head and smiled slightly: "I don't want to blame you. On the contrary, I appreciate it. Although our Dragon family will not take the initiative to provoke others, but it must not be bullied. If someone provokes us dragons Home, we will give countless times to return at all!! More than a month ago, they wanted to destroy your city of Fengshen. Now, even if you completely destroy the Tianji City, it is not too much."

Long Wei’s eyes flashed silently. For so many years, the only thing the Dragon family did not return was the hatred of the East. Waste Tokugawa Ivy, not enough!

It’s just that his position, his position with himself...has him too much scruples, forcing him to give up something.

The calm footsteps came, and Wang Boduan came to four tea cups that were already full of water. After putting it on the table, he would have to retreat when he was short.

"Wang Bo, sit down together." Long Wei said.

Wang Bo and Yan smiled and shook his head. "You can see your family reunion. My old man is very happy. It is already very late. I am going to clean up the room, let the young master and... Little Lady tonight. Staying here is good, go back tomorrow."

"Yes!" Chu Yingying quickly nodded: "Wang Bo, just the room next door to me, trouble you old."

Wang Bo smiled slightly and respectfully retired.

The wind opened his lips and saw Chu Yingying’s look and hope, and finally did not say anything. Feng Yao is slightly red, she rises lightly and puts a teacup in front of Longwei: "Dragon Uncle, you drink tea."

Long Wei took over and said with a smile: "Yao Shantou, when will I marry my family."

Feng Yao sneaked a sneak peek at the wind, and his voice was low: "As long as your brother is willing, you can do it at any time."

What makes Feng Yao slightly surprised is that the wind looks awkward at this time, as if she did not hear what she was saying.

"Hey, do you think that something is wrong?" asked the wind. Because the dangerous breath is hitting his nerves. He never doubted the dangerous warnings that saved his life countless times.

"...that old man, he was very strange when he left." Xuanyuan replied.

“Is it weird?” The wind slammed a little, and his eyes began to sweep into every corner of the line of sight.

"Well... but when I just couldn't help but be curious, he has already left," Xuanyuan said.

"Auntie, you drink tea." Feng Yao picked up another cup of tea in front of the tea tray and placed it in front of Chu Yingying. Chu Yingying looked at her with a smile and raised her hands. For this daughter-in-law, she was satisfied that she could no longer be satisfied. Perhaps the world can no longer find a second, perfect girl.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Put the teacup in front of him, Feng Yao looked at him and asked. She can feel the uneasiness in his heart.

In contact with her soft eyes, the wind shook her head gently, took the cup, just said something, looked at the cup in his hand casually... In a flash, his brain seemed to be stung by a needle.

The face of the wind changed a lot, and it became awkward in an instant. He stood up fiercely, and almost snarled the big shout: "Quickly throw the cup out... Fast!"

During the speech, he grabbed the water cup in front of Feng Yao, and both hands mammothed, throwing them far out of the window. At the same time, one of his feet flew and kicked the tea cup in front of Long Wei... ... from beginning to end, a drop of liquid did not spill.

That second, the time seems to have been slowed down countless times. Long Wei and Chu Yingying were horrified, and they did not react from the big bang that suddenly exploded. The wind smashed three water cups in an instant. Within a second, there was no longer enough to take care of the one in the hands of Chu Yingying... His eyes stared at her hand and brought him a dangerous breath. The cup, in his shrinking eyelids... time flies by...

Finally, one hand grabbed the cup with amazing degrees, took it from the hands of Chu Yingying, who was in the o's, and tried all the way to the back, while the body fell on her body...

boom! ! ! ! !

The sight in front of the wind is blurred...

The violent explosion and the glaring fire were far and far on this silent night. In the night, countless flustered footsteps rushed to the center of the explosion, and their hearts were completely picked up, and they feared that they could not be added...because, it was clearly the Long Family Courtyard.

The explosion was not violent, and the scope may only be within ten meters. The chain explosion in the courtyard blew up a small piece of land, and it blew up a green tree that was not thick, and also blew the door of the main hall... and the hall The explosion blew the coffee table and the sand, and the roof was blown through a large hole about one meter in diameter.

A door that was not affected by the slightest opening, wearing a pink pajamas, a panicked baby ran out, just shouting at her mother, but after seeing the scene in the living room, she was completely there.

The wind stunned and looked at the front, the clothes on his body were blown up, but he was not blown away, but his eyes were empty and heart-rending.

"Dad... Dad!" The baby shouted, but did not dare to go forward, she was so skeptical, really doubt whether she was dreaming.

Long Wei struggled to raise his body with his arms and stood up hard. The position of the station was that he resisted most of the impact, leaving him with only a slight injury. He didn't look at the baby, but stared at the back of the wind... At that moment, he seemed to be a lot older.

"Yao... Yaoer."

Chu Yingying shook her hands and helped her to protect her body. She saw the distraction of her eyes, the weakness of her breathing, and the sound of blood.

This scream did not wake her up, but it evoked the soul that seemed to be lost in a moment... With a screaming scream, he slammed into the body whose blood was red on the back.

"Do not!!!!"

His momentum was hard to stop in front of her. He stretched out his hands, twisted his face, and endured the heart-wrenching pain in his heart. The movement was soft as if he was holding a touch. Instant snowflake.

He saw her fleshy back and burst into the brain. She gently lifted her up in one hand, trembling in one hand and pressing on her body, desperately began to instill chaos...

The hand is shaking and the whole body is shaking. The heart is more violently shaking. The sly chaotic gas did not have any reservations pouring into her body, but there was no slight reaction like the sinking of the sea. The windy heart was torn open and then torn until it was torn.

"Yaoer... Yaoer..."

The sound was almost inaudible, and he shook her body gently, calling with a soft voice, and the left hand continued to instill chaos.

"brother……"

A mosquito-like sound overflowed from the mouth of Feng Yao, and she slowly opened the eyes that almost completely lost color, watching him madly...

"Yao, you... hurts..." he said softly, fearing that his voice was too loud and disturbed her quiet.

Feng Yao swayed his pale lips, his arms slowly, trembled and lifted up, touched his face... But just lifted up, he hanged weakly... The eyes were heavy and heavy, let her double The eyes are slowly closed...

Heartache can hardly breathe. He began to shake the body of Fengyao with some force, and shouted in pain: "Yaoer... Look at me, look at me! Don't fall asleep... Look at me... my brother will heal you right away... ...I beg you, don't fall asleep, look at me..............."

"brother……"

The subtle reverberation echoed in the wind, her eyes finally closed completely, and the hands that seemed to be trying to lift up completely hang down and shook slightly.

As if wearing a million arrows, the windy body swayed a few times, the arm tightened hard, and then tightened...

There is no heartbeat, no breath, and the temperature of the body is slowly falling... Nothing! !

A breath of sadness and despair spread in the air, but his expression was a strange calm. Quietly squatting there holding her body that has lost her vitality, motionless, as if suddenly died, there is no living angry.

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