Chapter 128: Funeral

The gate of Zhu is at the water drop lake, and one of the capitals, the water drop capital, is distributed around this peaceful lake.
The Yangliu Yiyi, the scenery is pleasant, and the city of Waterdrop has always been the most comfortable climate. Some wealthy businessmen are more willing to spend their wealth and buy a house near Waterdrop Lake in order to get a touch of the charm of Waterdrop Lake and enjoy it. The tranquility in the bustling and hustle and bustle of the imperial capital.
Along the long streets of Water Drop Lake, to the end is Zhumen, which has the best half-hushan island in Water Drop Lake.
In the first half of the Zhumen Gate, it can be said that you are in the busy city in the first half, and then completely enter the island mountain in the lake in the second half. The towering and magnificent pavilions are looming in the tall weeping willow forest, quiet and elegant.
However, there was a sound of suona, resounding like a crow in front of the gate of Zhumen, when Zhu Minglang stepped into the gate of the gate, what he saw were shocking white lanterns after another...
Some strange beast carriages parked in the wide gate, and a group of high-ranking nobles were walking into the Zhumen. In front of the Zhumen was a couple with gray hair.
Their faces were gloomy, but they were talking to those visitors out of a kind of numb etiquette.
Their eyes are extremely hollow, as if their souls are not on their own.
Those who come to mourn are in an endless stream, with white sails, dark fonts, and the mourning suona...
Obviously it is a funeral!
Whose mourning? ?
I wish Minglang's pace can't help speeding up.
He walked to the door and looked at the gray couple.
The couple didn't notice Zhu Minglang at first. After seeing the young man's face clearly, the hollow eyes finally had some luster!
"Uncle, aunt..." Zhu Minglang looked at them, suddenly feeling like a throat, unable to speak.
"Xiao Lang?" The couple suspected that they were wrong, and they confirmed again and again.
In the end, the couple ran down from the high-level at the same time, and it seemed that only when they touched the warm temperature, could they be sure that they were alive!
"Uncle and aunt, who are you doing the funeral for?" Zhu Minglang asked.
Zhu Minglang has a very bad premonition at this moment.
My uncle Zhu Yushan and my aunt Bai Xin are those who have never had children. They treat themselves more like their own children.
Later, when he was nearly forty years old, Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin decided to adopt an orphan who had taken refuge in Zhumen as their adopted son, named Zhu Tong.
Zhu Tong has been sensible and well-behaved since he was a child. Although his qualifications are not high, he is always grateful to Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin, and respects his cousin...
When Zhu Minglang saw the white lanterns and the words written on the white lanterns, he felt something was wrong.
"You are back, you are back."
Wrinkles appeared on Zhu Yushan's face. He was clearly sad, but he was excited and excited to see Zhu Minglang.
The same was true for Bai Xin, as if he saw the child he had traveled outside finally returning, and he did not want to let go of Zhu Minglang's arm.
"Uncle, aunt, where is Zhu Tong?" Zhu Minglang asked again.
At this moment, a man riding a gangyan horned dragon came forward. He had a half-beard and a fan decorated with jade ornaments in his hand.
Next to him, there was a young man with dark pupils and a cold expression, and he was wearing a jet black dress.
"Brother Yu Shan, Brother Yu Shan, it’s the fault of his brother, my dog, I keep some fierce dragons on weekdays. The most important thing is that he really doesn’t know that the yellow-haired kid is yours. For this reason, I deliberately let me take the blame here, and hope that Brother Yu will not pity the old feelings anyway, and listen to what you want to do!" The half-bearded man said with a distressed look.
Zhu Yushan and Bai Xin looked around at this time and found that the young man in dark clothes was really carrying a bundle of thorns on his back, the thorns pierced into his skin...
But what's the point of this kind of guilt?
He only injured some skin and flesh, and he would be fine if he went back to rub the abrasion medicine, but Zhu Tong would like to sleep forever in the cold wooden coffin!
"Sorrow, festival mourning, every time of the competition, people will be killed by accident. Brother Yushan, please don't hurt the harmony between Zhumen and Zi Zonglin because of this incident." At this time, a body Said the lady in the royal dressing gown.
"Yeah, competitions often hurt the innocent, let alone two disciples who have to tell the winner. Brother Yu Shan, if you have any difficulties, even if you tell us Zi Zonglin, we Zi Zonglin is really wrong first. "The middle-aged man with half beard said.
"Skills are not as good as humans, and life and death are up to you. A few elders, I know I shouldn’t be too heavy, but sometimes the dragon animal husbandry can’t fully control the bloodliness of the dragon beast. If I win every game in the future, If you have to bear the guilt in this way, it is better for me to plead my guilt first, and don’t hold any big competitions in the major forests and clan sects!" The black-clothed young man said with a bit of resentment in his heart.
At this moment, a figure suddenly passed through the group of people, and he slammed the throat of the black young man with one hand, just so that his throat bones were rattling!
"I'll do it for you, you don't need to go in and kowtow!" Zhu Minglang pinched the young man's throat, and countless white feathers appeared all over his body.
These feathers are like rotating blades, hovering around Zhu Minglang. As long as he gives an order, the young murderer will be cut into pieces!
"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang, no, absolutely no." At this moment, aunt Bai Xin rushed over and hurriedly grabbed Zhu Minglang's hand and motioned him to let go.
"What a thing, it's murdering here!" The half-bearded man was furious, and he patted Zhu Minglang with his palm.
A huge print appeared in his palm, like a blazing door.
In the door, a purple dragon full of flames opened its mouth and bit towards Zhu Minglang's body.
Upon seeing this, Bai Xin hurriedly tried to stand in front of Zhu Minglang, but Zhu Minglang blocked Bai Xin with one hand, and his eyes suddenly flashed with red glow, his momentum skyrocketed at this moment, like a evil demon!
"Sword Spirit Dragon."
After a word of it, I saw a sword burst out of the space, only a gorgeous phantom flashed out, and it slashed towards the purple blazing dragon without everyone reacting.
The purple flame blue dragon was shocked. He wanted to swallow Zhu Minglang, but he didn't dare to get out of the door for a while and fled back into the spiritual realm like an earthworm.
"Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang..." Bai Xin once again discouraged.
At this moment, the entire door court looked at this place, watching Zhu Minglang who was pinching the black young man's neck.
"Isn't that wishful thinking??"
"It's Zhu Tianguan's son, is that Zhu Minglang who has mastered the sword?"
"Isn't there a rumor that he is dead?"
"Zhu Minglang used to be the little demon of the imperial capital. Even the children of the imperial family were cut off by him. Hao Shaocong, the big disciple of Zi Zonglin, is probably out of luck."
"What bad luck, I haven't heard that this little demon has angered the sky, and his sword repair has been completely ruined, and he has become a mortal wandering around and has no face to come back!"
Not many people really came up to discourage, they all stood by and watched the show.
Is there such a thing between the Zonglin clan?
In the end, it was because of the imperial family, the big things were turned into small things, and the last thing to see is who is more powerful and has a better background.
"Go and knock a hundred heads, or I will kill you and your father together." Zhu Minglang gave a heavy push and threw the little to the ground.
Hao Shaocong coughed violently, his face flushed, and his anger quickly filled his chest. After the breath finally came out, he stood up, pointed at Zhu Minglang and said: "What are you, Zhu Tong's Shit loyal brother!"
At this moment, the half-bearded man hurriedly pulled Hao Shaocong to his side, gave him a fierce look, and told him to shut up.
"Father, this man is going to kill me..."
"Shut up!" Hao Yong shouted, making Hao Shaocong pale and back to the royal lady's side.
Hao Yong took a deep breath, and then apologized on his face: "It turned out to be the son of the famous Zhu Tianguan, Zhu Minglang. This time it was indeed the dog who was too hostile during the competition and he missed Zhu Tong. Life, as a father, I will personally supervise and let my son kowtow this hundred heads in front of Zhu Tong's mourning hall."
"Wish Minglang?" The royal lady stared at Zhu Minglang looking up and down, and finally snorted coldly, "Huh, it's no longer the same year, but it's still so rampant. There really is Zhu Tianguan and Zhu Xue Protect you, you can do whatever you want in this imperial capital."
"Mrs. Zhao, how far are you going to get me away, and one more thing I wish Minglang don't like to hear, I promise you Zhao people can also catch up with this month for a funeral." Zhu Minglang said coldly to this. The royal lady said.
They are all old acquaintances who have had holidays, and Zhu Minglang doesn't need to be polite with them.
This Mrs. Zhao relied on being a wife of the royal family to support the Hao family and his son. Although his uncle Zhu Yushan and aunt Bai Xin have always been ordinary people, they are definitely not bullied!
Want to calm down and dream as a royal family!
"You..." Madam Zhao pointed to Zhu Minglang, but was so angry that she couldn't say anything.
The most important thing is that Mrs. Zhao at UU reading www.uukanshu.com is really a little jealous. He Zhu Minglang has done things like cutting off the hands and feet of royal children, not to mention that her natal Zhao family is not a royal family.
This matter, Zhu Minglang has done it, and there is Zhu Tianguan, no one dares to take Zhu Minglang.
"Xiao Lang, it's fine if you come back, and you will be fine. Zhu Tong's affairs, alas, let's go and see him first. He has always wanted to see you again. Over the years, Zhu Tong has been working hard in order to catch up. Follow in your footsteps...Hey, go see him and talk to him." Bai Xin said while tears fell.
How could she not be angry or sad for her adopted son?
But what can they do.
Those who died in the big competition of the major forces, in the words of those from the royal family: they were not as skilled as people, and an inevitable accident occurred.
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