Evil Spiritist

Long Chensi has always believed that he no longer has any relationship with the Dragon Clan.

Although he was ruthlessly kicked out since he was a child, he still has a yearning for dragons. He is proud of his own race, but his clan is ashamed of his existence.

It's just because he doesn't have an almanac, and there is no almanac in the shell of his birth that can prove the pure blood of the dragon clan.

When the dragons just broke their shells, the eggshells exuding a faint pearly color were edible. They looked like delicate chocolates, but the taste was really not very good. They tasted dry and it was useless to drink water, but He swallowed the whole shell.

Because there is no food, the dragon who gave birth to him never thought about feeding and nurturing.

He never thought that he could still see someone of the same race as himself in this life, and this person... was also his closest blood relationship father.

Although the two of them have not spoken more than ten times since they were young, this one is still his father, the current master of the Dragon Clan.

Long Chensi's hands were trembling, and he subconsciously touched the Huang Li in his arms.

Yes.

He's just an outcast.

Why would this strong male dragon come to find an abandoned son who he hates so much that he never wants to meet?

Is it because even if he is abandoned, he can never recognize a human race with a humble race as his father... Apart from this, Long Chensi can't think of any other reason.

Even if he came for Dad?

Long Chensi gritted his teeth with force, his lips were bitten out two big gashes, blood spurted out, but he didn't care, he stubbornly stood in front of Situ Tian, ​​opened his young arms, immature stubborn.

It's a tragedy, to face such a terrible enemy before he was an adult.

But it's not in our family's character to give up some things without trying.

Dad said he would protect us.

But I want to protect him, this man who always takes the trouble to teach us how to draw ghosts, the man who is busy every day just for us to live a good life.

He's so tired, our race has given him a lot of trouble.

Can't you let him live a little more peacefully?

"You all retreat!" Long Chensi strengthened his belief and decided to face everything, not to escape the terrible enemy he was about to face.

He must have come to kill us!

Hearing this, the nerves in the body tensed up unconsciously, and the remaining ones were all stunned.

The higher races are belligerent and sharp at the same time.

Of course they noticed the gap in strength between each other, and even the whole family might not be able to put the strong dragon's teeth together, but they couldn't retreat before the battle started!

But this idiot Xiaosi...

Ha ha.

It seems that the whole family thinks the same.

There is definitely a reason why the dragon race is called the most powerful race in the whole continent. An adult dragon has absolute strength and brains.

why?

First of all, they are the most durable race in the entire continent. They have lived for a long time. After years of precipitation, washing and tempering, their ability and force value are not comparable to those of the high-level races who can only live for one or two hundred years. .

There are so many advantages to living a long life, being strong and not tired, and having a good appetite.

The second is their own conditions. Physical fitness and dragon scales are the best treasures in the world. Dragons are weapons of mass destruction, and no high-level race can doubt this.

For hundreds of years, they have suffered too many stumbles on the Dragon Clan.

And this time.

Several buns clenched their fists, risking the dragon's beard, and stood in front of the fourth child and father together, even Slater was no exception.

He walked up reflexively, but before he could stand still, he was pulled back by his father, who was so horrified that he could swallow eggs in his mouth, and held him tightly in his arms, glaring at the condescending man with a complicated face .

"What are you going to do to my son?"

If you force me to use words!

If Yan Ling doesn't work, cook on the spot!

Father Long's face froze slightly, and his eyes swept over everyone's faces. Except for Long Chensi, Situ Tian was the one he kept his eyes on the most.

Strange people.

Obviously looks weak.

However, there is a feeling that the storm can't do anything about it.

Is it the best of the low-level races?

With special powers on him... Heh, interesting.

Father Long looked at his son, to be exact, he never called his son by his name since he was born.

Even the name was randomly picked up by an elderly dragon mother in the clan, because even a mixed blood dragon needs to have a name recorded in the history of the dragon clan.

But in fact, no dragon in the whole clan mentioned this matter until the day Long Chensi left.

His name is not in the genealogy of the dragon family.

But this child, he is actually a pure blood.

Not evidence of cheating.

He is pure blood.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" Seeing that he was silent, Long Chensi pinched his waist impatiently and shouted.

This kid's impulsive personality hasn't changed at all for so many years with his father.

Situ Tian didn't deliberately change the child.

First of all, they are not human beings, and you cannot train them the way you educate human children.

He even more advocated feeding them, giving them proper guidance and promotion, and letting them choose their own path in the future.

These guys are not stupid, they are smart.

"Is this your attitude when you talk to the patriarch?" Gonglong was guilty, complicated, arrogant and disdainful at the same time.

This dragon's road to cultivation has been smooth sailing, except that he is always reprimanded for a little setback in front of the dragon envoy, but he himself doesn't care too much, and he doesn't have such a good temper and patience with others.Even though this is only his son in front of him, he still doesn't put on a good face, this is his habit.

Long Chensi's face turned dark when he heard "唰", "I'm not from your clan, what kind of attitude do you want!"

When you kicked me out, did you ever think about being a little more polite to me?

What is that attitude? Who cares about that?

"You—brat, you're so arrogant. It looks like you know who I am, huh?" The old dragon miraculously showed a smile when he saw that he wanted to bite himself to death.

That's how he talked to his dad when he was a kid.

I really want to see a miniature version of myself, whether it is a bad temper or a face, they are very similar.

The heir of the Dragon Clan, there is.

It's a pity that when he settled down silently in his heart, he forgot to ask the client's wishes.

The territory of the dragon clan has beautiful scenery, mountains and rivers, and the air there is much better than that of the human world. They don't need to live and cook, and they don't need too many machinery to assist them, but there has never been a good memory for Long Chensi.

The dragons there didn't abuse him, didn't scold him and despised him directly, and their direct disregard made him even more chilling and isolated.

How old was he then.

Long Chensi's eyes were red, and he sucked his sour nose twice.

It’s been so many years, every time I think about it, I want to scold you asshole, it’s really not the life of a dragon, and although the life is a bit bumpy now, and the family is a bit annoying, I feel very happy, an indescribable happiness .

Even if you die here today, it's worth it.

At least I once enjoyed that happy life.

Thank you.

"Don't embarrass them." Like an enraged little beast, Long Chensi opened his young arms to defend his territory and everything he had, "It's me you want to kill, it has nothing to do with them. "

Seeing that the old dragon didn't open his mouth, his heart sank a little bit, and he bit the corner of his mouth hard, "If I let myself die...it's okay..."

"Idiot, what are you talking about?" Si Lang pinched his ass with a look of disbelief, "Xiaolong, I think you are really tired of living, dare to say such things, does the third brother exist?"

"Xiaolong, Dad is about to cry." The second child did not directly express his opinion, but shifted the focus to a certain cartilage.

Very good, a certain little fat dragon really wanted to see the man, but it almost turned into its original form and wagged its tail to please.

"Oh, don't cry, I was just joking, I didn't think I was going to die."

Situ Tian lost control of his emotions. He didn't understand why his sons became wrong after that man appeared, but he could feel that this man was not on the same level as those who attacked his family in the past.

This is a great master, but he is still not allowed to hurt my son!

"Who is he? Why should he kill you!" Dad excitedly pointed at the old dragon.

But the other party just raised his eyebrows slightly, "I am his father."

"Fart!" Long Chensi and Situ Tian played a duet.

Long Chensi hugged the man's arm, "He is my father!"

Situ Tian hugged him back, "He is my son, you can get out."

"Bastard! Kneel down and admit your mistake, and come back to the clan with me."

"Bastard fart! You don't want me anymore, why should I go back to your clan!" What are you doing back home, being cut into pieces by five horses? It's too much, to be so sinister and vicious!

The power of Long Chen's Si Qi soared, and Si Lang and the red-eyed Xiong Mao also changed into their original forms. Yan was ready to attack at any time, even if their combined power was negligible to the Dragon Clan, it was nothing to be afraid of.

Especially when Long Chensi still broke the news loudly at this time - "Slap his ass together! The dragon's ass is a weakness!"

"Bastard." In fact, this trip is to find a peaceful talk with his son, and then take his son back to train him so that he can inherit his position in the future.

But how did things develop into a fight with his son?

The old dragon was very depressed.

But the fireball has already sprayed over, how can he bear it?

"Out of control."

He waved a hurricane and easily extinguished the flames that were extremely lethal to Xiong Mao and the others.

At the moment when Yan was astonished, he had already been pushed far away by a palm, and was slapped flying on the thick tree trunk, his face turned pale, and he could not move at all.

"Nimma, dare to touch my son!" Situ Tian was about to go violently, he held down Si Lang, who was even more irritable than him, with a big hand, and his eyes were calm like never before.

"Hun Dan, they are all my sons, they are treasures, not trash, you can throw them away if you want, and pick them up if you want!"

"talkative."

"I'm happy!" Situ Tian saw that he didn't take himself seriously, didn't even bother to move a finger, his heart suddenly moved, and he used his ability in an instant.

Very good, there are three remaining cooking times, and I will use them all on you today, which is cheap for you!

"Become a butterfly! Round! Go back to your family!"

The whole audience looked at him incomprehensibly.

Then soon the buns stared at everything in awe.

Mr. Dragon has turned into a beautiful blue butterfly, which was blown away by the wind.

=口="..." What's going on.