My Private Marvel System

: Two hundred and eighteen

  

  Cpa300_4();There was a slight agitation in the crowd. Under Dole's continuous stimulation, the **** nature buried in the hearts of these young adults finally began to explode. (For the latest chapter, please go to Book Pavilion-)

  

"Old patriarch, Dole is right. We have tolerated for so long, still being bullied by others, and still so poor. We are just taking back the ones who were robbed before. You are afraid that there is no place to fish, we Wouldn't it be enough to change the place!" Delica finally couldn't help her, and she was older than Dole and called him his brother.

  

   "If someone comes to trouble us, we will fight with them." A young man also yelled. After a killing, these young people generally saw their own terrifying violence.

  

   "With money, I don't believe that if you have money to buy things, you still get bullied by others, who will hold your hands and not sell them!"

  

   "I don't want to stay in this shabby place for a long time. If it's a big deal, we will work with Dole."

  

At the foot of the mountain, it was as if a pot had been exploded. The young people responded to what the young man said, clamoring to work with Dole and the others, facing the clamor of the younger generations, the old patriarch looked up to the sky. He sighed, closed his eyes, and opened his withered old eyes for a long time to look at Dole, his old voice:

  

   "Young man, can you tell the old man, what do you guys do?"

  

   "We are pirates," Dole had the same ignorance under the zeal of the youth.

  

   "I knew it was such a thing." The old man smiled bitterly.

  

"Old man, although we are pirates, we never bully our brothers, and we will protect each of our brothers. We might as well cooperate with each other. If we find a stable place, no one should bother to make trouble. Don't worry about food and clothing. "The sea eagle suddenly walked out of the woods, Qiu Chuan followed behind. Seeing the situation in front of them, and then the power of the slanderous fish and beasts, the sea eagles simply opened the skylight and pulled them into the group with a clear banner.

  

   The old man glanced at the sea eagle. Finally, dim eyes fell on Dole, and said weakly:

  

   "Come to me in the evening. I have something to say to you."

  

After speaking, he turned around and put his crutches under Cailing's protection, and walked towards the fish village with a tremor. The old people continued to walk away, leaving only the young people standing there. Dole pointed to the box on the ground and recovered. In a careless manner, he raised the grass whip wrapped around his waist:

  

   "What are you doing in a daze, take the boxes back quickly, and I will go to your patriarch in the evening."

  

   The current words are like commands in the ears of these young people. One by one nodded his head and walked back with the big box. How troublesome it is to carry it! Sea Eagle looked down at Dole:

  

   "Dole, what are you going to do?"

  

   "What else, tonight, I must convince the old man to bring these brothers into us anyway." Dole grinned.

  

   "Well, with these brothers, I made up for the loss of the departure of Brother Russ." Sea Eagle also smiled.

  

   Suddenly heard the word Reus, Dole was suddenly distressed. For more than a year, he didn't know where his closest uncle and the earliest mentor were at this moment. Inside a dilapidated old wooden house. The dimly burning oil lamp was not kerosene but fish oil. The only poor were fish-related things. The old patriarch and the three boys sat around the small wooden table again.

  

   "I knew there would be such a day, but I didn't expect that it was your half-old kid who opened this door." The old man sighed helplessly at Dole.

  

   "The one who should come will come naturally, the Lord Yan who is not coming will come, and he will not come." Dole still tilted his head nonchalantly, although he still didn't fully understand what the old patriarch said about this day.

  

"The old people of the previous generation, thinking that if one day they are forced to live without this bullet-like place of survival, they will take advantage of the gap of fishing to find a new hometown for future troubles. It took ten years to finally Found an island, a fairyland-like island. Young man. I also see that this is not your usual place to stay, do you want to go to that island!" The old man looked at Dorr and said lightly.

  

   "Okay. Okay, we are also looking for a new site!" The three boys shouted in cheers.

  

   "Okay. Go back and talk to your heads. The old man can lead you once, and he should be the last stepping stone for this group of younger generations."

  

   The old man continued to speak lightly, and when he said the last sentence, withered old eyes suddenly flashed, just like the conversation in this cabin that day, but this time the light is permeated with indelible majesty:

  

   "But you have to remember that once the power of the fish and the beast is opened, when you are deceived again, the curse will be like a nightmare in the night, entangled in the deceiver's mood, and will live forever."

  

  Three was shocked by the sudden flash of majesty, and nodded blankly.

  

Booming, a sea of ​​fire burning under the flames sprinkled by the setting sun, huge volcanic rocks blazing in the sea of ​​fire, the red-brown color turned into a fiery red color that seemed to melt into flames, and the hard body burst into cracks , It will collapse and shatter in an instant, pieces of sand and dust fly out like wisps of light smoke from the surface of the rock, that is the dust of the rock, part of the body, the power of the flame not only makes it crash, but also makes it fly out in smoke. .

  

Suddenly, pieces of black material like sand clouds floated in the hot flames, like a toxin of a new elemental flame, floating in the fiery red enveloped world. If there is nothing, the flame is slowly undergoing qualitative changes. Although this piece of sand cloud is so faint and small, it does not seem to be fully formed.

  

   Not far away, a pair of fiery red pupils stared at this sea of ​​fire, their eyes seemed to melt under the firelight, and the endless hatred in the anger of the staring eyes was even more indescribable. Dou Da's sweat slid from his forehead and over the edges and corners, slid across the tip of his nose, and finally ticked down on the hard stone bricks under his feet. His lips moved eagerly, chanting strange formulas, and the rapid speed was like an invisible storm. The huge rock in the sea of ​​fire is like the greatest enemy in life, all the anger is vented away, and all the mana of the handsome boy is poured into this spell.

  

   But the youth's existing exercises seemed to be insufficient for the complete generation of this spell. The sand cloud-like substance in the flame seemed to float away, and quickly disappeared before it took shape.

  

   Ah, a solid and tough body roared to the sky, and a frantic roar resounded above the palace, venting the frustration of failure. I don't know when the arrogant and steady boy suddenly became so frustrated and crazy. Perhaps from the moment I got the news of my father's death.

  

   "Master, can you rest!" A beautiful girl ran over with her silver hair, her green pupils deeply worried. Xiang Nong anxiously ran to the proud young man, holding a cup of fragrant hot tea in both hands. Pass it to Xiangsi Feiyu:

  

   "My son, have a sip of tea first."

  

Silently turned around and lowered his head to look at those pure and transparent eyes, a pair of twisted eyes on the cold face, coldly said'I don't need', and then raised his proud head again, looking up at the fiery red In the sky, my thoughts seem to have returned to the past. The gentle girl lowered her head slightly, a faint loss in her affectionate eyes, and suddenly raised her head to look up at Xiangsi Feiyu. A trace of firmness flashed from the eyes, then opened her lips:

  

   "My son, Xiangnong will always be by your side until the moment you are thirsty."

  

Shannon was originally a personal maid bought by Meilin, but she spent more time on Xiangsi Feiyu, serving her wholeheartedly. Meilin had no shortage of servants who served but just wanted to save this beautiful girl. Because of the loneliness at home, I just want to have a talking company. On the contrary, Xiang Si Feiyu's maid, who has always been less than Zhi Han Wen Nuan, is very happy to see Xiang Nong serving his brother with all his heart.

  

   Xiangnong saw this handsome and extraordinary boy for the first time, and the girl's heart flickered inexplicably. It was even more grateful to see him saving himself in the fire and water. The moment he walked into the brothers and sisters was when Xiang Sixue was martyred. Although their families are different, boys and girls who have lost their parents can feel the pain of losing their loved ones even more. Feeling the desolation under that crazy appearance, the girl had an inexplicable urge to walk into him, and melted into the feeling of warming his body and mind.

  

Seeing Xiangsi Feiyu's cultivation day and night, he almost reached the point where he didn't think about tea and rice. Worry occupied all of Xiang Nong's mind, and he took care of him in every possible way. On the contrary, Xiang Si Feiyu took care of Xiang Nong very considerately. Although he didn't bluntly refuse, he was always lukewarm. The young man who was mixed with hatred and pain had no emotional experience of the girl's thoughts.

  

   I heard Shannon's words almost expressing his thoughts. The arrogant head is still not lowered, just a bitter self-deprecating at the corners of the cold mouth. Say something far beyond that age:

  

   "The men of our Xiangsi family have always lived for war and died for war. If you want to stay by my side, God may not be what you want."

  

   Xiangnong's looking up eyes trembled fiercely, how could Fenghua Zhengmao's age talk about death, even if he was bumped and moved, he didn't really think of death.

  

   "Yes, our Xiangsi family men have always lived for war, but the name of death may not be unchangeable!"

  

There was a majestic voice, two figures appeared in the distance. The boys and girls couldn’t help looking sideways, and the figures gradually approached. A tall and majestic emperor Xiang Sibo in a red dragon robe was accompanied by him. 'Yasheng' Chu Tianya.

  

  "The Emperor"

  

The boys and girls were calling at the same time, Xiang Si Feiyu bowed respectfully, and Xiang Nong knelt on her feet. Since he came out of Yihong Pavilion, he has accompanied Xiang Si Feiyu brothers and sisters to the Longse Imperial Palace, inadvertently. Occasionally bumped into the emperor, knelt down and left in a hurry, knowing that this time is not her place to stay.

  

   "Whether it is day or night, you can always hear the roar of yours in this palace, how is your progress in the practice day and night?" Xiang Sibo looked at him.

  

   "No progress." Xiang Si Feiyu answered bluntly.

  

"After your father was martyred, you no longer have a mentor by your side. Now I invite you a new mentor." Xiang Sibo seemed to have guessed the result, and said indifferently, today this is even more purposeful and purposeful. Come.

  

   "Oh" Xiangsi Feiyu looked at Xiangsibo casually, unexpectedly the emperor would bother to cultivate for him.

  

   "In the future, the Saint Envoy of Chu will be your mentor." Xiang Sibo continued, as if he didn't want to consult Xiang Si Feiyu's opinion. Such an arrangement had the emperor's decision for the future.

  

The star-like eyes were so horrified that he could hardly speak. He never expected that the emperor would arrange Chu Tianya to guide him in his cultivation. He had never caught a cold with Heihuoyuan. Although he did not like Chu Tianya, he was accustomed to Heihu. Everything in the courtyard was deeply in conflict, and he bit his lip and finally said:

  

   "Emperor, what I am practicing is the blood inheritance technique of our Xiangsi family. I don't need outsiders to guide me."

  

"Hey, although you are practicing the technique of blood succession limitation, you should also understand that the techniques of'Liaomu' and Heihuoyuan are from the same line of the holy emperor, and there is a complementary effect between the two. , Cultivating the most profound exercises in the Black Fire Academy may have some wonders that you did not expect. This is the case, and you shouldn’t have too many worries, just follow Chu Sheng’s envoy to practice.” Xiang Sibo continued speaking, the shrewd eyes of the emperor who had escaped from Xiao Jiujiu in the young man's heart.

  

   Although he was reluctant, how could he defy the emperor's decision, so he had to put down his arrogance and nodded his gratitude, while Chu Tianya looked at this genius young man who was still elegant and calm, and smiled silently as if he was ready.

  

A secluded courtyard in the harem was temporarily arranged by the emperor to give Xiangsi Feiyu brothers and sisters the bedroom. The small courtyard was quiet, except for the brothers and sisters, there were only a few close servants and maidservants. The servants in'Hemi City' were in the new palace. It was still stranded on Dieter Island before it was built. In a spacious living room, Xiang Smelin stood alone, staring silently at the wall in front of him. On the wall are two portraits hanging side by side. One portrait is a middle-aged man with a strong body and a calm face. It was a young woman with a graceful and luxurious face, and her appearance was somewhat similar to Mei Lin.

  

Looking at the portrait on the wall in silence, there was a soft cry from the girl, her thin shoulders trembling helplessly, immersed in grief and unable to extricate herself, rustling, Xiang Nong strode high with slight steps On the threshold of, walked to Mei Lin and stretched out Xin's long arms to gently embrace Mei Lin's shoulders:

  

   "Princess, if you want to cry, just cry aloud."

  

   The teardrops flickering in the eye sockets finally couldn't help but fall, crying loudly and crying while telling the pain in my heart:

  

"When I was young, my mother loved me the most. When my mother was there, my brother always quarreled with me. My mother always blamed my brother and told him to let me go, but my mother left us very early. After that, my brother stopped fighting with me. Although Dad was serious and seldom talked, he protected me and my brother like a big mountain. No matter what he did wrong, Dad never scolded me."

  

   The words of crying were already crying at the end, and finally fell on Shannon's shoulders feebly, tears soaking through Shannon's shoulders. The acupuncture-like pain in the heart, the sorrow that once flooded my heart again, Xiangrong showed a bitter smile, comforting Mei Lin:

  

   "The princess, UU reading www.uukanshu.com must live well, so that he can be worthy of the love of his parents. I think Brother Xingchen will protect and love the princess like a mountain in the future."

  

   Meilin silently raised her head and stared at the faint green eyes in front of her eyes, the tears in her eyes had not yet faded and flashed in her eye sockets, she whispered:

  

   "Fragrant, don't you call me the princess in the future, okay! From now on we will be called sisters. If you are two years older than me, I will call your sister and you will call my sister."

  

   Xiangnong smiled and nodded silently, Mei Lin continued to ask softly:

  

   "Brother, how are you now?"

  

  The scene of a genius boy who was just depressed and crazy appeared in his mind, and the worry in his heart was inexplicably deep. Looking at the lonely girl who was inexplicably sad in front of him, Shannon didn't want to give her a worry and forced a smile:

  

   "Big Brother Xingchen has gotten better, and is practicing hard every day."

  

   "Oh, I know my brother has always been very strong, let's go see him." (To be continued...)

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