Waste material little ruffian concubine

Chapter 449 Holding the Hand [20]

After leaving Longyuan, he came to the Xuantian Continent. In order to prevent people from the dragon clan from finding him, he broke the dragon's tendons and sealed the power of all the dragon clan.

He hates everything about the Dragon Clan, but it's a pity that the blood of the Dragon Clan that he hates flows in his body.

In order to take revenge, he could only live with the blood of disgust. Later, he practiced profound strength, perhaps because he was a member of the dragon clan no matter what, and he was born different from ordinary people, so his cultivation of profound strength improved by leaps and bounds.

Then there was An An, he could only live in the dark, he was afraid that the people of the Dragon Clan would find him, at that time, he had no ability to resist, so he couldn't let the people of the Dragon Clan find him.

Later, he founded the Rakshasa Sect and organized all forces, in order to survive well, and in order to have the opportunity to become stronger in the future before returning to the Dragon Clan.

After finishing speaking, Di Beicheng's body trembled, thinking of his deceased mother, his heart was full of hatred, Liu Zhixu told him not to take revenge, how could he let it go, every time his mother was unwilling to die With the look on his face at that time, he wished he could eat the flesh of those people and drink their blood.

"Beicheng, there will be me in the future, and I will accompany you." Dongfang Bingwu hugged him tightly, her heart was full of distress, and her eyes were a little wet. He was only four years old at that time, four years old, he endured How much is something that shouldn't be tolerated at that age, no wonder he didn't like to laugh before, and she couldn't laugh either.

Di Beicheng rested his head on her shoulder, now he believed that what his mother said was right, there was still love, his love with Dongfang Bingwu would be strong, no one could shake them.

There was a sense of sadness in the empty hall.

Dibeicheng leaned against Dongfang Bingwu and said nothing. She was the first person to know his past story. After telling the story, he finally stopped being so depressed, but the hatred in his heart has never dissipated, and it will never dissipate, unless Those who framed him and his mother are all dead, maybe at that time, he will be relieved.

"When are you planning to go to the Dragon Clan?" Dongfang Bingwu asked gently holding his cold face. He must be thinking about how to kill those who framed their mother and child. Those people really deserve to die. How dare they do this? Hurt his husband, she wants to go to the Dragon Clan with him, and teach those bad guys a lesson.

Di Beicheng stared at Dongfang Bingwu, regained his expression, and said with a light smile, "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, I will go with you wherever you go, and I will help you teach those people a lesson. If they bully my husband, they are bullying me. My Dongfang Bingwu man is not so easy to bully." Dongfang Bingwu's eyes She narrowed her eyes dangerously, and her tone was full of sternness, she would definitely teach those people a lesson.

"But we may not be able to beat them now." Di Beicheng frowned, which is why he never returned to the Dragon Clan. Originally, he wanted to go to the site of the descendants of the ancient God Clan to steal the four artifacts, so that he could destroy them with confidence. The Dragon Clan, but later met Dongfang Bingwu, and then everything deviated from his plan.

Dongfang Bingwu raised her eyebrows slightly, and said arrogantly, "We can first go to the descendants of the ancient god race to find the four artifacts, so we should be able to deal with them! Anyway, I'm going to the god race to find my mother, which is just right."

And she still has the blood magic piano in her hand.

"Did you blame me for pulling you in?" Di Beicheng looked at her sincerely. What they will face in the future is a powerful enemy, and they will no longer be ordinary humans.

Dongfang Bingwu shook her head violently, and said without regret, "I love you, no matter what difficulties I will face with you, I am not a vase, just put it on the table as a display."

(End of this chapter)