The flames in the eyes of the little dragons in the valley extinguished little by little and turned into lifeless skeletons.
The Valley of the Dead returned to peace again, as if nothing had happened.
The morning light reflected the black dust and smoke floating in the air, and gently fell on the broken bones of the former dragon that had turned into pieces, making no sound like falling snow.
＊＊＊Ni-tian-xiao-kuang-hou＊＊＊
The early morning sunshine, like gold powder, smeared one of the most prosperous cities in the Central Continent, the City of the Rising Sun, into an even more golden glory.
On the city wall, a large flag with a black background is trimmed with dazzling gold edges. On the large flag, the emblem of the Bei family, like the rising sun, also reflects the dazzling light.
Rising Sun City is the main city under the name of the Bei Family and the place where the main residence of the Bei Family is located.
At this time, the city gate had just opened, and the early hawkers on the main street had just come out of their homes carrying their burdens.
A pair of feet in black boots landed lightly on the city gate.
The defenders saw the person coming and immediately saluted respectfully.
"Little Lord!"
It was Beichen who landed on the city wall. He didn't even look at the people kneeling in front of him. His eyes just glanced at the big red lantern hanging on the city wall. The golden joy on the lantern was particularly dazzling.
Beichen raised his eyebrows, golden flames flashed in his eyes.
Teng!
The golden flames instantly swallowed up the lanterns on the city wall. In an instant, the red lanterns that had just been hung yesterday had turned into ashes and dissipated with the morning light.
He tapped his feet and picked them up.
Everywhere he passed, the lanterns hanging on the street were burned to ashes.
When Beichen lowered his figure again, he was already standing in a gorgeous courtyard.
Countless figures followed him around, all of them were the secret guards of the Bei family who were alerted by him.
Everyone originally saw someone breaking into the Bei family's mansion and thought it was an outsider, so they chased him all the way.
When they saw that it was their young master, everyone bowed respectfully.
"I've met the young master!"
"roll!"
Beichen just waved his sleeves coldly.
The flower tree in full bloom in the middle of the yard split into two halves in an instant and collapsed.
Everyone's color changed.
The head of the Bei family spent a lot of effort to move this tree from another place. Why would the young master do this?!
"what happened?!"
With an angry shout, a person also rushed out from the door and fell down in the courtyard.
The same tall figure, the same black robe, that man looked to be only thirty years old, and his face was also extremely handsome. This man was none other than Beichen's father, the current incumbent of the Bei family.
The owner of the house is Bei Shuihan.
His eyes passed over the flower trees on the ground, and landed on the gloomy face of Beichen under the flower tree. The look in Beishui's cold eyes became colder, "What are you doing?!"
Beichen stared back at him coldly and asked instead, "Why didn't you cancel the Yan family's marriage?!"
"Because she is the most suitable person for you!" Bei Shuihan said.
"I won't marry!" Beichen said.
"You must marry!" Bei Shuihan's voice was equally domineering.
"No one can force me to do anything," Beichen looked at him through the falling flowers and leaves, "Including you!"
"Don't think that after you have been in the academy for two years and your wings have hardened, you can really make the decision. In the Bei family, I still have the final say in everything!" Bei Shui said coldly.
Beichen raised his hand and threw something on the ground, "I won't do this, Young Master of the Bei family!"
when!
An object hit the ground, bounced twice, and rolled down at Bei Shuihan's feet.