Incompatible with the male protagonist Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

I don't know if it's the devilish energy or the pure darkness that rolls in the clouds, and it shines into the pupils of the person and the depths of his heart.

Zhongzhou, the imperial city.

It has been more than ten years since the establishment of the Cultivation Academy. The academy has changed from being overgrown with weeds to being completely new and bright. Yunle's contribution is well deserved.

Although the purpose of opening this cultivation school is to select talented monks for the royal family within the Zhongzhou area, but he sincerely feels that everything is slowly getting better.

Two days ago, I got in touch with the little princess of the Xuan family, and talked with her about the future strategy for governing the world. Since Xuan Xia's death, Xuan Nuo has been in contact with him, and is very interested in his words and ambitions.

Amend the law, unify his family, and bring peace to the world.

Under Xuan Nuo's recommendation, Yun Le gained the attention of the royal family, and when he was planning to take revenge, Zhuang Que, who had lived in the Imperial Academy for a long time to compile scriptures, found him and made an appointment to meet him at Furong Terrace.

The two stood on the Furong Terrace to the north of the school. The Furong Terrace was beautiful, a hundred feet high, with a towering view and an excellent view.Standing on the stage and looking around, I feel agitated.

The burns on Zhuang Que's face hadn't fully healed, and his face was horrifying, with half of his eyebrows missing, and his eyes were gloomy.

Yun Le misses the friendship he had with his classmates back then, and has always taken good care of him these years.

It's a pity that Zhuang Que's thoughts became more and more serious because of the burn, and he didn't talk to others on weekdays.

Yun Le couldn't figure out why he was looking for her today.

"Brother Yun," Zhuang Que said suddenly, "I don't have much time."

"What?" Yun Le was puzzled.

"The root of the disease left by the body's burns and festering has been hanging this life with pills. I saw a doctor a few days ago and said that I am dying."

Yun Le looked over in surprise.

"I want to fulfill a wish before I die, can you help me?" Zhuang Que said softly.

Yun Le waited for him to speak.

Zhuang Que didn't say anything, but stretched out his arms, pressed Yun Le's shoulders fiercely, and exerted a sudden force.

Terrified in Yun Le's heart, she stretched out her hands to resist, but she couldn't fight the sudden attack, her legs retreated several steps, and finally staggered and fell off the Furong Platform.

Shuocheng at night is not like the usual bright moon and starry sky, but light rain.Tu Shenzong, in the bedroom of the suzerain.

Dong Yu, with black hair and black robe, held a sword in his hand, glaring at an old man in the hall.There was a strong wind in the mountain, and the doors and windows of the dormitory were not closed, and Dong Yu's hair was swaying wildly in the wind.

The old man is Kong Pu, who is also the current suzerain of Tushenzong, Dong Yu's grandfather.

There was a blinding white light, thunder rolled by, and it rained heavily outside.

Kong Pu was poisoned, and sat on the bed in the dormitory, motionless, like a stiff and rotting corpse, his throat was frozen, and he couldn't even speak, he could only watch helplessly as his inner strength drained rapidly.

This poison is the Dong family's unique skill, and its effect is comparable to the death curse. Only those who hate the most in this life will use it, because once they use this poison, their lifespan will also be greatly reduced.

Dong Yu fled outside a while ago, and was arrested last month after being bound hand and foot. As soon as he came back, he was imprisoned in the dark and dull ancestral hall, and was only released a few days ago.

Kong Pu asked him to marry someone from the Hongmeng Sect immediately, without giving even a word of negotiation.

At that time, Dong Yu came out of the ancestral hall and knelt on the ground numbly. Kong Pu, his grandfather, this old man with a high level of cultivation and a noble style, looked down at his head and said in a disgusted tone: "You have made me lose face."

Yes.

He humiliated him forever...

Dong Yu was holding a white bone sword, the sword point reaching Kong Pu, new hatred and old hatred added together, and he cursed: "Why! Why did you become my mother's father?! You are cold-hearted and stubborn. In my own opinion, there is nothing that values ​​me, so how can I really be regarded as my grandson?"

He wanted to say these words a long time ago, wanted to yell out in front of his face, but when the words came to his lips, his tone was extremely hoarse.

"I disgraced you, but you disgusted me."

If it was only for the purpose of marrying Hongmengzong, Dong Yu knew that he didn't have to do this. Since he was arrested and brought back, he would marry this marriage. Anyway, he had obeyed so many years without spine.

But what happened yesterday morning really chilled him.

Kong Pu told him personally that after getting married, the children born should be raised by his side, and he should not be allowed to teach them. He despises his ignorant character and will teach bad children.

"After giving birth to a child, your Dong family's seed will continue, and I will no longer care about your life."

Dong Yu knelt on the ground, clenched his fists.From the beginning to the end, inside and outside the words, he is just a tool to extend the heirs.

He knew that his mother died early and his father was incompetent, so Kong Pu never really took himself seriously.

He had never hated anyone so much in his whole life.

"What if I don't."

"This matter is beyond your control."

If it is just to have a child, you will be relieved after giving birth... Dong Yu knelt on the ground, his knees began to soften and hurt, he gradually hesitated, his head seemed to be covered by something, thinking in his heart, this is not unacceptable thing.Passing on the family line from generation to generation is nothing more than an ethical code.

The last straw that broke his psychological defense was at noon the next day after he got up from his knees.

When checking the gift list, the outer disciples found that there was something missing from the wedding gift list. The room where the gifts were piled up was broken into from the outside. After counting, it was confirmed that a good high-grade spirit weapon had been stolen from the gift list.

Firstly, the sect internally investigated and interrogated a circle of disciples, but they couldn't find out why.Finally, a disciple said that he saw Senior Brother Dong An passing the room by himself, sneaking.

Elder Huang, who was in charge, did not dare to ask questions directly because of Kong Pu's face.

On the contrary, someone with good intentions said something to Kong Pu, and Dong Yu was called to the suzerain hall.Dong Yu didn't know why, but he was still angry and asked what was going on with a cold face.

Unexpectedly, he was kicked down first.

"You stole it?" Kong Pu hated his lackluster tone.

Dong Yu lay on the ground, his heart sank to the bottom of the water.

"Tell me! Did you steal it!" Kong Pu's voice became louder and louder.

Dong Yu yelled: "Why would I steal this thing! If you don't believe me, just search my room." As he spoke, he untied his storage bag and threw it at Kong Pu's heels, "Search it! "

After Kong Pu confirmed that he didn't do it, and let him go when his anger subsided, Dong Yu gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, the flame in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

……

The wind and the wind were howling, and in the pitch-black bedroom, Kong Pu sat beside the bed. His cultivation was so advanced that even the poison would not kill him.

His weather-beaten face was indescribably pale, his lips trembled a few times, and his voice became hoarse, which was rare.

Dong Yu's hand holding Bai Fang also trembled, his heart rose to his throat, he wanted to hear what Kong Pu would say.

But Kong Pu's words were still preaching, "...look at you, what kind of weapon are you..."

Dong Yu couldn't bear it anymore, his heart was filled with anger, and the sharp sword in his hand pierced Kong Pu's heart.

Kong Pu raised his clumsy eyelids and took one last look at his grandson.

After doing all this, Dong Yu's heart pounded louder than the thunderstorm outside.There was no expression on his face, no tears, the wind filled his clothes, and his hair was disheveled.

He walked straight into the pitch black storm outside.