There is still a faint scent of dragon power floating in the air.
Long Jingfeng stood up and walked outside without much hesitation.
"Dragon King, are you going out so late?" At this time, an old man walked up to Long Jingfeng and asked worriedly. He was the Dragon King himself, and it was very dangerous for him to come out of the Fox Clan. What if someone wanted to assassinate him?
"Dukang, I'm just going for a walk, don't follow me." Long Jingfeng's majestic face was full of melancholy.
Du Kang sighed in his heart and said nothing more. He knew that the Dragon King must have thought of the past again. In the past ten years, he had watched him go through pain and regret, and the air exuded impure
The aura of dragon power could be that child appearing back then.
Long Jingfeng flew out of the palace and ran towards the birthplace of that power. He was very nervous and excited. There was no other half-human, half-dragon among the dragons, so there would be no impure dragon power. Only his and Zhixu's.
Only a son will have it.
How much he wished it was that child. No matter if the child wanted to hate him or kill him, he would admit it. He owed it to the mother and son.
In the room, Di Beicheng slowly opened his eyes, with a sinister light shining in his eyes. He glanced at Dongfang Bingwu, who was still practicing, and jumped out of the room into the dark night.
Long Jingfeng stood on a rooftop on the street outside Luo's house, and Di Beicheng stood on the rooftop on the other side of the street and looked at him coldly. After more than ten years, they finally met. Unfortunately, they used to be father and son.
, now they are not.
"Long'er." Long Jingfeng exclaimed dumbfounded. When he grew up, Di Beicheng looked very similar to him. There was a certain charm between his eyebrows that resembled his mother's. At this time, his heart was bleeding and his whole body was bleeding.
Trembling, he is indeed his child.
Di Beicheng snorted mockingly, and said in a deep voice with cold eyes, "You have the wrong person."
"Long'er, I know you hate me, and that's right. I was the one who was sorry for you mother and son back then." Long Jingfeng said with tears in his eyes and his voice was trembling. He was the one who killed the woman he loved most.
"You have not sorry for me. The person you are sorry for is Liu Zhixu. It was you who killed her." Dibeicheng said coldly, full of resentment. His eyes turned a little red because of hatred, and he felt deep pain in his heart.
, this man was originally the best father to him, but at this time, they became enemies.
One misunderstanding hurts so many people.
How had he hurt Bing Wu in his previous life? Now he could deeply understand her despair and resentment at that time. When he thought of this, his chest felt like it was going to explode, and convulsing pain spread throughout his body, making him unable to control it.
Trembling.
He and Long Jingfeng made the same mistake.
"Long'er, since you hate me, just kill me!" Long Jingfeng said in a sad voice. Perhaps he could only die in his son's hands so that he could see Zhixu, and then she wouldn't blame him.
Di Beicheng sneered and said in a deep voice, "You are not worthy of my hatred at all, and I will not kill you. I want you to live with hatred in your heart and body, making you suffer every day."
After saying that, he turned around and left quickly, with a mist in his dark eyes, and his hands clenched tightly. If he killed Long Jingfeng, his mother would definitely hate him. She begged him before she died, and she would not allow it.
Move him.
What he wants to hate should be the people who took out his dragon vein and framed them. They were the ones responsible for all this tragedy, and he will never let them go.