Douluo's Golden Crocodile

Longxing City is located in the north of the Star Luo Empire. It is less than two hundred meters away from the junction of the two empires. It is a true border city.

It itself is not under the direct jurisdiction of the Star Luo Empire royal family, but is a territory within a subordinate kingdom. Because of trade, this small city is extremely prosperous, with an endless stream of passing merchants.

A group of motorcades drove quickly on the streets, stirring up bursts of dust. After a while, they stopped outside a large house in the east of Longxing City. This massive motorcade naturally attracted everyone's attention. Two people had already run out of the gate opposite.

They are called strong men. Compared with the members of the Li clan, they look shorter in stature, but they give people a heavier feeling.

A strong man looked at the thin old man coming out of the carriage with a puzzled look on his face, "Hello, respected Patriarch Yang, I wonder if you are here to see our Patriarch?"

As children of the Yu clan, they also knew that although the relationship between the skinny old man in front of them and the head of their family was reasonable, they were not close enough to visit him often when they had nothing to do.

If Tianchen were here, he would find that the old man's appearance is 70% or 80% similar to that of Yang Wushuang, but his eyes are very gloomy, giving people a gloomy feeling.

This emaciated old man was Yang Wudi, the leader of the Po clan, an eighty-second level Contra warrior. Bai Chenxiang, who was dressed in plain clothes, also followed the old man out of the carriage, feeling a little listless and pitiful.

The look makes one feel pity for him.

At this moment, a deep voice came from the mansion of the Yu Clan. "Old Goat, what do you mean by bringing so many troops to come to our Yu Clan?"

Inside the open door, an old man whose body was not inferior to that of a Titan walked in. This man's face was like a jujube. His hair was as short as a steel needle and was already gray. His face was rosy, and he had a pair of big copper bell eyes.

God has extremely broad shoulders. Although the robe he wears is very wide, his majestic figure can still be seen before he takes action.

The visitor frowned and looked at Yang Wudi and the others, but when his eyes moved to the red-eyed girl next to Yang Wudi, he quickly asked with concern.

"Xiangxiang, what happened? Why didn't your grandpa come with you?"

"Grandpa Niu Gao, our Min clan was destroyed, and grandpa also died in the battle." When Niu Gao mentioned the sad things, tears kept rolling in Bai Chenxiang's eyes, and she bit her red lips tightly and said in a choked voice.

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Hearing this, Niu Gao's expression suddenly changed, and the terrifying soul power pressure swept over him along with his furious emotions. The surrounding disciples of the Imperial Clan also looked at Bai Chenxiang in surprise.

"Old goat, what is going on?" Niu Gao tried his best to calm down the violent fluctuations in his heart and looked at Yang Wudi, whose face was gloomy.

At this time, Bai Chenxiang was already sobbing, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes one by one.

Yang Wudi comforted Bai Chenxiang for a few words, then took a stiff step forward and looked directly at Niu Gao, with veins popping out on his clenched fists? He hung his head regretfully.

"Who specifically did it? I'm not sure. Although Old White Bird is pedantic and rigid, he doesn't offend people easily."

"Forget it? Have you notified the old orangutan before? Let's wait until he comes over and let's talk about it. Can you let someone prepare a room for Xiangxiang first? This girl hasn't slept a wink in several days."

"Hey, you guys come in first." Niu Gao sighed and waved his hand to the clan members to get ready.

Yang Wudi waved his hand without interest and walked into the mansion with the children of the Po clan.

But Tianchen, who was in Wuhun City, had no way of knowing what happened.

…

Seven days later. In a magnificent manor in the center of Wuhun City.

The crystal surface of the Ten Thousand Years Blue Silver King coiling in the flower bed shone with a faint blue light, and its cool and soft breath was refreshing. Relying on the chair in the shade of the tree? Tianchen looked at the beautiful figure in front of him with soft eyes.

Ye Lingling seems to be very fond of pure white? She is still wearing a silver-white dress. Her long silver-white hair is tied behind her head, and she carefully takes care of the begonia flowers of different colors. The warm evening

Feng Yingmai came towards her and lifted up Ye Lingling's skirt, revealing a pair of fair, tender and slender legs.

"Tianchen, look!" Ye Lingling picked off a blooming white crabapple flower and tied it on her head. Tianchen was also slightly stunned when he saw such a playful look.

But in Ye Langling's opinion, Tianchen was obviously a little absent-minded, and the smile on his face gradually faded. He walked up to Tianchen dissatisfied and snatched the silver wine glass from Tianchen's hand.

The fragrance of fruit wine and the crashing sound of ice cubes echoed around? Tianchen came back to his senses and pulled Ye Lingling onto his lap with a smile.

"Okay? Ling Ling? I was distracted."

"Humph." Ye Lingling snorted softly and leaned into Tianchen's arms. His beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Tianchen, how long will it take you to practice in Death Canyon this time?"

"About a year." Tianchen stroked Ye Lingling's long silver hair with his right hand, and both of them looked at the setting sun slowly falling in the distance. The afterglow of the setting sun completely rendered the entire manor into rose gold.

The two of them silently stopped talking, enjoying this rare tranquility.

Just when the night was completely enveloped, two intertwined figures staggered back into the castle room. The sound of blazing heartbeats and heavy breathing could be clearly heard in the room.

"Lingling, would you like to try this instead?" Tianchen's malicious voice sounded in the room.

Ye Lingling rolled her eyes at Tianchen with an angry look, but when she thought that Tianchen was going to Death Canyon to practice tomorrow, she didn't refuse. She just looked at the maid costume in her hand and looked at Tianchen with a strange look.

Tianchen smiled coquettishly, and took out a fluffy white tail from the soul guide and handed it to Ye Lingling. This tail was taken from a thousand-year-old snow fox, soft and fluffy, but on the other end of the tail was

A strange spherical object made of metal.

"Lingling, why don't you try this too?"

"roll!"

…

That night, a heavy rain suddenly fell in Wuhun City, and all the begonia flowers in the flower garden were soaked.

Especially the most luxuriant pure white Begonia flower in the flower garden. It withstood the merciless whipping of wind and rain all night long, and weakly dropped its flower bones many times. However, after the baptism of the storm, it lifted it up again with high spirits.

His head seemed to be reborn.

The crystal dewdrops on the petals were somehow contaminated with some soil, making them appear turbid and sticky, dripping drop by drop from top to bottom.