He Has a Dragon

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For a hero like Hong Burang, this endless torture every night did not make him fearful or cowardly!

This will only make his hatred for Wang Le more unforgettable, deep in his bones, and will never be forgotten, thus motivating himself to continue to improve and become stronger. Only in this way can he avenge his shame!

Facing a powerful enemy whose depth cannot be predicted, Hong Burang will have the belief that a gentleman will take revenge ten years later, while Dou Xiaodou will only be panicked and uneasy, even if he is a genius. Those who are far ahead of their peers on the road of martial arts will eventually become obsolete to everyone else. Pinshu.com (w W W . V o Dtw . c o M)

Nan Huaiyuan, the old fox, had seen through Dou Xiaodou's true nature, so that later conversations were full of perfunctory words, and he had long since lost the intention to fully assist.

But Dou Xiaodou was still kept in the dark, thinking that Nan Huaiyuan, as a protector, would do his best to serve him.

Therefore, in Wang Le's eyes, Dou Xiaodou is just a junior brother. It is not worth mentioning that even if his martial arts training is advanced, Young Master Wang will not give up his plan to capture him alive!

In the final analysis, it is the lack of an unyielding heart!

And this is the essential difference between a heroic figure like Hong Burang and an ordinary person like Dou Xiaodou.

As for a person like Wang Le, he is no longer a simple heroic figure, because he has something that his peers do not have, that is, he has walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and has had the experience of struggling on the edge of life and death countless times and finally surviving.

And he also has an invincible heart, which only those who stand at the pinnacle of martial arts can possess after countless trials, but Wang Le has it in advance before he reaches this level.

If you want to put it in a domineering sentence, this means that life is destined to be unequal. He, Wang Le, was born like this and there is nothing he can do about it!

Getting back to the topic, Hong Burang, who was standing on the hill, turned around and looked at the ruins of the sect in the night behind him. He could imagine that the prosperous times here hundreds of years ago were now in ruins.

Hong Burang remembered that when he was a child, an ancestor of the clan once quoted a line from Kong Shangren's "The Peach Blossom Fan" describing the country's subjugation in the late Southern Ming Dynasty: Seeing him building a Zhulou, seeing him entertaining guests, seeing his building collapse!

In the end, it is just a fleeting moment.

After a while, Hong Burang woke up from his deep thoughts, his eyes flashed with determination, and he said word by word in a slow and deep voice: "I, Hong Burang, swear that I will lead the exiled tribesmen back to this ancestral land and build a high building in my lifetime! Guest! Dominate the martial arts world! Reshape the glory of our clan!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Ignorant people have such a loud tone. Just stay here today!"

Suddenly, unbridled laughter and ridicule echoed over the ruins of the mountains for a long time!

At this time, wisps of red clouds appeared at the end of the horizon, and the sky was slightly bright!

"Who?" Hong Burang was startled, and his vigilance was instantly raised to the highest level. At the same time, he glanced around the surrounding area, and his muscles were tensed to the extreme, ready to fight at any time!

"I didn't expect that after so many years, there are really remnants of the exile who are not willing to sneak back to their ancestral land. Hehe, there is a road to heaven but they can't take it, and there is no door to hell but they have to go through it. I'm really tired of living!"

Before the words echoed in the air, a tall, middle-aged man in a white robe, about forty years old, with a long face and a hooked nose, and eyes shining with cold light suddenly appeared five meters away from Hong. place.

"How did you find me?" Hong Burang asked with his eyes flickering as he thought about an escape route.

Seeing that the man was smiling but not smiling, he said with a sarcastic look: "The Martial Arts Alliance will send people to station here all year round. It has been my turn to be on duty these days. After seeing you go in half a month ago, , I have been waiting for it, the emperor has paid off, and now I have finally waited, so you are very unfortunate!"

After a pause, a trace of expectation and greed flashed in the eyes of the man in white robes, and he said: "But this is my luck.

Hahaha. "

Before Hong Burang could speak, the man in white robe took a step forward, exuding an imposing force, glanced at the place where the fruit was hidden in Hong Burang's arms, and then said in a deep voice: "You are a remnant of the exile, so you should be good. Hand over the treasures you took from your ancestral land!"

Hong Burang snorted coldly, took a step back, and replied with a sneer: "If I don't hand it over, how about you take it?"

The white-robed man's face darkened, and he stared at Hong Burang with eyes full of murderous intent. He said in a cold voice: "Force me to take action. Once I capture this remnant like you, it will not only be as simple as losing your life. I will give in when the time comes." You can’t live, you can’t die!”

At this point, the man in white robe showed an impatient look, his greed became stronger and stronger, and said: "As long as you obediently hand over the treasure in your arms, I can make the decision to let you live. If you don't obey, you will be responsible for the consequences. Don't It’s my fault for not reminding you!”

At this time, Hong Burang felt more and more heavy in his heart, because he judged from the aura emanating from the man in white robe that the other man's cultivation level was at least the level of martial arts. Even if he was not injured and was still at his peak, he was still far away. Not its opponent.

"This thief is so ruthless. He really wants to destroy my hope of the Hong family's revival!" Hong Burang murmured with a look of sadness on his face, a long sigh.

The white-robed man said disdainfully: "The situation has been over for hundreds of years. You exiled remnants are really wishful thinking in wanting to return to the martial arts world. You'd better hand over your treasures! I'll let you live, otherwise you'll want to leave after dawn." It’s not that easy anymore.”

Hong Burang was stunned for a moment, looked at the man in white robes, and said in a desperate tone: "It turns out that you have known our route into the martial arts world for a long time."

The man in white robe said nonchalantly: "Of course, the reason why the alliance did not cut off this route is because it has been guessed that some of you will definitely sneak back to the ancestral land to take away the treasures that were unable to be taken away. Those of us on duty are back just for you.”

Having said this, the man in white robe could not help but show admiration and said: "Speaking of which, you ancestors of the exiles were able to dominate the martial arts world for a while. You did have some real abilities, forcing the big shots in the upper echelons of the alliance to know that there are people in this ancestral land. There is a treasure, but we have tried our best to find it, so we can only send people to guard the ruins."

Hong Burang looked arrogant and said: "The methods of our ancestors that shocked the world and weeping ghosts and gods are beyond the reach of you people, huh!"

The man in white robe rolled his eyes and said in a teasing tone: "So what? In the end, he was beaten down and expelled from the martial arts world and died in the world of mortals."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Burang sneered and replied: "My ancestors have boundless magic power. They will definitely lead our people back one day!"

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