Hongyun passed down from now on.

One stone stirs up thousands of waves! Hundreds of people in the Famine World were shocked by the news.

Why were so many people fighting for the "Scattered Gourd Shard"?

It is not how precious the gourd fragments are. The reason for the competition is simply that the gourd fragments may have the clue of "Hongmeng purple gas".

Just one possibility, many people have already killed and killed them.

So ... Do you know the whereabouts of "Hongmengziqi"? Will "Hongmeng Ziqi" fall into the hands of "Red Cloud"?

Compared with the "gourd shard", "Red Clouds" is more valuable.

As a result, countless people in the Honghuang World who followed "Hong Meng Ziqi" began to search the world for the whereabouts of "Red Cloud".

"Hey, poor ... it was intentional."

In a restaurant in the two circles, Li Yu held up the wine bottle and stood in front of the window. He looked at Long Gongzi who was discouraged and fell into the trough of life with a smile on his face.

At this moment, the dragon son is no longer full of energy and spirit.

The treasure was taken away, and the admirers around him had already abandoned it. The depressed dragon boy was cast back to the original form of "hanging silk" by the great tragedy curse of the great sad monarch.

"It turns out ... everything is a mirror flower!"

Recalling the career of "receiving the green hat" before "Crossing", Long Gongzi's face was full of bitterness and depression.

"Is the hanging wire always a hanging wire? I am not willing!"

After losing the precious treasure, the most follower around him actually united the evil monks of the two realms and snatched the dragon son clean. The body is built to be abolished, and the spirited Jiang Xiao is young, and has already fallen into the rivers and lakes.

"The sky will descend to the people of Sri Lanka ..."

"Get away! Smelly Hanako!"

Long Gongzi is still in "psychological construction", and is regaining his confidence and rising again from the "trough of life".

However ... a passer-by kicked him to the ground, allowing Longgongzi to recognize the reality fiercely.

"Why? Why? Am I not the protagonist? Isn't this a test on my way? Why is this so?"

Long Gongzi clenched his fist tightly. The phrase "Smelly Flower Boy", like a sharp blade, deeply hurt Long Gongzi's heart, it really hurts! It hurts!

"Well? Isn't this Dragon Boy? Dragon and Phoenix, Dragon Boy! Hahaha!"

A young man in a brocade, glanced down at the downcast Long Gongzi with a high toe, and laughed loudly, "Long Gongzi? I shit! Shit is better!"

The brocade youth held his head high, reached for a piece of broken silver, and threw it in front of Long Gongzi.

"Looking at an acquaintance, my son is not old person. Come, give you a piece of silver, so you can have a full meal. It can also be regarded as my son's good deeds."

With a scornful sleeve, the young man in the Jinpao laughed and walked across the steps with high toes.

"Asshole!"

Long Gongzi flushed with anger and shivered.

This person was just one of Long Gongzi's followers. That is, they colluded with outsiders and ransacked all the treasures of the dragon son, and wounded the dragon son seriously and abolished it.

Now, insulting in person. This hate, hate it!

"Hedong for 30 years, Hexi for 30 years, do not bully young people!"

Long Gongzi clenched his fists tightly, roared to the sky, and shouted a "classic saying" that would impress the heavens and the world.

then....

He had a hilarious laugh.

"Hahahaha!"

"A man called Hanako, is he talking about it?"

"What's wrong with him? Maybe he'll see his body in the smelly ditch tomorrow."

The passer-by's contempt, let Long Gongzi's heart be like a knife and piercing, and he felt painful and contented.

The spirited Jiangshuxia, the promising young monk, have fallen to this point. Why is this?

Long Gongzi's eyes were red, his chest was undulating and panting.

"Why? Because ... the poor one chose you!"

Li Yu smiled and shook his head. "Well, now that you have shouted," You can't bully the young, "the poor will give you a chance."

The so-called "crossing" of Long Gongzi was made up by Li Yu.

In order to make "Hongyun Zhuan" come to life, he regarded Long Gongzi as an introduction and tossed about it.

Therefore, the status quo of Long Gongzi is really made by Li Yu.

"The protagonist of Long Aotian who is lucky and prosperous, every time he is frustrated, it is an opportunity to get a chance and re-rise. Whatever fell off the cliff to win the treasure, and then found the treasure, this is a classic plot."

Li Yu held up the wine bottle and drank it, and had an idea in his heart, "Hongyun passed on to others, of course, some smoke bombs must be released."

Therefore, this dragon boy was once again used as a cover by Li Yu, and he planned to make him a "red cloud successor".

Night fell.

The two realms at night became even more dangerous. In the darkness, all kinds of sins emerged.

"I can't be so depressed, I must rise again! I will rise again!"

Long Gongzi dragged his severely injured body, leaning against the wall, and walked into an alley.

This is where Long Gongzi chose to settle.

During the day, Long Gongzi found a dilapidated house in this alley. Although the door was collapsed, although it was covered with weeds ~ www.novelhall.com ~, it was better than sleeping on the street.

Moving his body step by step, Long Gongzi endured the whole story and walked to the dilapidated house.

Entering the broken house, Long Gongzi found that the broken house seemed to be a temple. In the house covered with weeds and piles of broken tiles, there was actually a half-broken idol.

The only two legs of the idol are intact, and the first half is completely turned into rubble.

Long Gongzi didn't bother to look at the history.

Leaning on the stone platform of the idol, slowly sitting, Long Gongzi gasped for a long time, with severe injuries and severe pain, which almost collapsed Long Gongzi to the ground.

"I've seen it through. What fame, what prestige, what is infinite are all illusory. Power, only power is the most important."

Long Gongzi's face gave birth to perseverance, once the publicity and arrogance, and the once hopeless, has faded away, leaving only the deep and firm, and ... the desire for strength.

"Brother, that smelly Hanako is here."

At this time, a few dark shadows suddenly emerged outside the shabby house. Sin in the dark has already surfaced.

"Brother, this guy is said to have been a famous monk, can we deal with him?"

A dark shadow seemed a little nervous, terrified of the monk's strength.

"What are you afraid of? He was abolished for repair. Hey, Lord Black Soul needs some good corpses to make corpses. This former monk must be able to sell for a good price."

With that said, several shadows got into the broken house, pulled out their swords, and aimed at the dragon boy who collapsed beside the idol.

"Bad thief? Haha! I did not expect that someone from my dragon would actually die in the hands of several inaccessible thieves."

Seeing these thieves, Long Gongzi was full of bitterness, and gave birth to a thick unwillingness.