Dragon Herder

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It’s just that now people have passed away.

No matter how big this kind of thing is, it is impossible in the end to really pay for it.

Slightly relieved Bai Xin is that Zhu Minglang is back and he stands in front of him alive.

Moreover, Zhu Minglang killed Hao Shaocong on the street on the first day he returned to the imperial capital, which would cause Zhu Minglang and Zhu Tianguan to cause more trouble.

This account can be settled slowly with Haoshi’s father and son, this way is the most stupid.

Hao’s father and son knew that Zhu Minglang was not to be trifled with, and put away the arrogance and hypocrisy of at first.

Hao Shaocong’s eyes were full of anger, but in the end he had to walk into the mourning hall under the threat of his father.

Kneel down and kowtow.

Knock a full 100 so far.

Zhu Minglang was standing at the mourning hall, looking at a teenager lying quietly in the wooden coffin…

“Knock harder.” Zhu Minglang turned around and said coldly to Hao Shaocong.

Hao Shaocong was full of resentment, but in the end he hit his head heavily on the ground, bleeding his forehead.

“Zhu Tong, this is the one who killed you. I will participate in the power competition in a few days. I will definitely let him go down and pay you personally!” Zhu Minglang this remark did not whisper, but directly Said in front of everyone in the hall.

Hao Yong, Mrs. Zhao and the others who came to the funeral looked at Zhu Minglang in horror.

Zhu Minglang Is this taking an oath in public to kill Hao Shaocong!

How could there be such a frenzied disregard of the laws?

“Zhu Minglang, my son just missed and killed your bloodless younger brother. When you say this in public, don’t you put me Hao Yong and Purple Sect Lin in your eyes?” Hao Yong furiously said. .

“My uncle and aunt have only one child in his life, but your Haoyong son has three, killing and paying for life, what’s wrong with me?” Zhu Minglang asked rhetorically.

“It’s a miss!”

“Don’t worry, I missed the day when I met me.” Zhu Minglang laughed.

If you miss this kind of nonsense, just lie to yourself.

When looking at Zhu Tong’s body just now, Zhu Minglang saw the scars that couldn’t even be covered by makeup, and he could see it clearly even in expensive burial clothes!

If it is placed before, Zhu Minglang can still believe that he missed the word, let him knock 100 heads, and then give it to the Imperial Family to deal with.

But after looking at the remains, Zhu Minglang will never let go of Hao Shaocong! !

That was rushing to kill, and even after death, the limbs were severely damaged, which clearly shows that there is a great resentment towards Zhu Tong, not to mention the murderous intentions, people have died and have not stopped.

This kind of bad behavior, where is the power to compare and test, and what is even more hateful is that before they appeared, their so-called negative crimes were just like jokes, not hypocritical, even with a mockery of Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin. !

With things done this way, do you still expect Zhu Minglang to make peace with them?

Now any cat or dog dare to run wild on Zhumen!

“Hao Yong, if your dog son wants to withdraw from the big competition, or hide elsewhere, you can prepare coffins for your other two sons. I will give you these people who are blowing suona in my family for free, so that your family is better than ours today. Zhu Minglang is more solemn!” Zhu Minglang said.

This remark made the entire mourning hall absolute silence, including some guests from Dazonglin and Dazumen. They did not expect that there would be such a brazen and arrogant character in Zhumen!

For a time, Hao Yong and Mrs. Zhao were complexion ashen, and Hao Shaocong, who was bloodied, turned from anger to fear.

They have heard about Zhu Minglang’s past deeds.

This guy is excellent in swordsmanship, and even the older generations have been beaten by him. At a young age, he has ravaged the peerless genius of Great Influence…

Although I heard that he had fallen and lost, he still worried that the little demon of the imperial capital would do something extremely excessive. After all, he is the son of Zhu Tianguan, and Zhu Tong is not a concept at all!

“Zhu Minglang, if you dare to touch my son, I will make you regret it too!” Hao Yong’s face was a bit hideous, and he was probably too angry to calm his emotions.

“Go, let’s go, don’t pester this madman.” Madam Zhao said hurriedly.

“There are 20 more.” Zhu Minglang stared behind Hao Shaocong, and said coldly.

Hao Shaocong was already full of blood. He was frightened by Zhu Minglang’s words just now. As a result, Zhu Minglang stood behind him like a torturer in the Yin Cao.

Hao Shaocong believes that if he doesn’t finish the knock, his head will really fall off. This Zhu Minglang obviously has no cultivation base for swordsmanship, but he has an extremely terrifying evil spirit on his body, which makes Hao Shaocong feel himself Hanging behind his neck was an evil sword that seemed to donate blood and slashed souls.

Finally, he knocked his head over.

Hao Shaocong was a little unconscious, but his father helped him up.

“Family thank you.” At this time, Zhu Minglang said this sentence like a guest.

Hao Yong and Hao Shaocong had to bow to Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin again, and finally left Zhu Tong’s mourning hall with some shock.

After the father and son left, there were already many people from Zhumen who were talking quietly next to the hall.

“For this kind of scum, this should be the case. I wanted to avenge Zhu Tong a long time ago. You don’t know that when Zhu Tong’s body is sent back, it is no different from a pig and sheep being slaughtered!” A young caster Said the apprentice.

“As expected to be a Minglang big brother, after repairing this kind of goods, it is not at all muddle-headed, and finally sighed!”

“Is he really Zhu Minglang?” Some of the younger children hardly recognized Zhu Minglang, they looked curiously.

After all, I’ve heard of this name in Zhumen.

……

The organization of the ceremony is just the last respect for the dead.

But ceremony will eventually end.

He will also completely fade out of everyone’s sight, whether it is a general acquaintance, or close relatives like Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin.

People are divided into high and low, and once they are in different classes, their lives cannot be judged fairly.

Zhu Tong is not a direct line after all, but an adopted son.

Zhu Minglang knows very well that apart from himself, few people will seek justice for him.

Originally, I was still considering whether to participate in the Zonglin and Clan Contest, but now that Zhu Minglang has to go because of the so many clans.

……

Passed through the gate, and headed to the island in the water drop lake.

There are no more white lanterns inside, and the usual silence and elegance of Zhumen are maintained. The funeral in front of the gate seems to have nothing to do with the Zhumen behind it.

After all, he is an adopted son, and his uncle and aunt are also not at all, but they are running some shops in imperial city.

Yangliu Qingwu, in front is a stone arch bridge leading to the inner courtyard of Zhumen.

Zhumen is divided into an inner court and an outer court.

The inner court is the core of Zhumen, responsible for the inheritance and development of forging art, and the outer court is mainly for the business of forging art shops.

Until now, the inner court of Zhumen is indifferent to the outer court, and with a little contempt.

They dealt with their loss, and also had nothing to do with the inner courtyard of Zhumenhushan Island.

“Zhu Minglang, your house seems to be very complicated.” Fang Niannian said quietly.

She also saw it, wishing that the outer court and inner court of the gate are like two worlds.

The inner court is like a sacred place isolated from the world in Hushan Island. The loss of the outer court will not affect the inner court in the slightest, as if there are two unrelated families.

“We wish the door had taken in a foundry family from a defeated country before, and their overwhelming majority became slaves. My grandfather did not approve of the slave system, so he was divided into a court and handed over to the forging family of the defeated country to operate. My uncle and aunt are now in charge of the outer court.” Zhu Minglang explained helplessly.

There are slave groups in many clan families in the imperial capital.

But the slave group has no place in the eyes of any force. Even if Zhu Yushan has slowly changed his identity and gradually became the true core member of Zhumen, the entire Emperor Ji Ting still didn’t treat them too much. Keep it in the eye.

“Then your uncle and aunt, aren’t you dear?” Fang Niannian asked.

“Uncle Zhu Yushan was originally called Yushan. It was my father’s former companion. My father’s concept is the same as my grandfather. I don’t like the slave of the defeated country, so I have always been commensurate with the brother. The surname has the current name of Zhu Yushan. My father treats him like a brother, and they always regard me as their own.” Zhu Minglang explained.

In fact, even if the slaves have children, they must be slaves.

Even if Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin had changed their surnames and got rid of the status of subjugated slaves on the surface, if they had children, they would still be regarded as slaves by the Supreme Court Dynasty.

This is why they have never wanted a child for many years.

Their children still can’t get rid of the slave brand.

“So, Zhu Tong, as a child of your clan, even if he was killed in the Big Bi, no one would go into the matter?” Fang Niannian suddenly realized.

Coming from the Mountain Sword Sect, Fang Niannian had a general impression that Zhu Men should be extremely strong. How could he be lost? He was even mocked by the murderer and had no respect for the family of the deceased. Instead, he was deliberately provoking.

It turned out that Zhumen’s outer court was a group of defeated national slaves. Even if Zhumen accepted them and gave them enough respect and status, they still looked like a group of humble slaves.

Thinking that Ancestral Dragon City might also fall into this end, Fang Niannian couldn’t help but shudder.

Even if he is relying on a reasonable family, his life is still like a grass.

“What other people think of, it is other people’s business. My uncle is my uncle, my aunt is my aunt, and my younger brother is my younger brother!” Zhu Minglang took a deep breath.

“Well, what you said in the mourning hall just now, one word, handsome. The faces of father and son and Madam Zhao are really disgusting and bully intolerably!” Fang Niannian said.

Zhu Minglang looked at Fang Niannian and was taken aback.

It took a while before he said: “Knowing you for so long, I heard you praise me for the first time.”