C5150 Sinister and Cunning
Han Gongxue looked at Long Yan and continued, "Little Long Yan, when the Blood Fiend Dragon Sovereign conveyed the meaning of the two Dragon Emperors, He said that he would arrange for you to be here with me, and I was surprised. I've heard that you have caused a lot of trouble during this period of time. I heard that you even killed that brat, Yang Dazhuang. Amazing. I'm really impressed by you. Back then, that child, Gu Jifeng, was also very obedient. When I found out that he had been harmed, I also felt a wave of sadness in my heart. "
"Oh? Aunt Xue, did you not look for Yang Dazhuang at that time?"
Han Gongxue shook her head. "No. At that time, it was rumored that Yang Dazhuang killed him half a year later in the outside world. However, this incident was forcefully suppressed by his foster father, Huang Long. I don't have any evidence either. Huang Long even specially came to look for me. . . "
"Oh!" Long Yan nodded after hearing that.
Gu Ling Feng Gang He was just an insignificant kid who came here. Who would really care about his life and death? Furthermore, Han Gongxue was only a woman. She would not offend Commander Huang Long for his sake.
Han Gongxue continued, "Alright, let's not talk about him. The two thousand Dragon Whelp disciples that I'm handing over to you right now, they are all a bunch of brats who do bad things everywhere. They are the naughtiest in the entire Hidden Dragon Palace, and they are very prickly. They are very disciplined, I arranged for you to be here. You must be confident, hehe. These little fellows are all prickly, so I will arrange a prickly instructor for them. Among these Dragon Whelp disciples, some of them are still the children of other Divine Dragon Hall upper echelon experts. So these little fellows are indeed a headache. They have already forced away three instructors in a row. They had even said that whoever dared to come, they would make sure that they would not be able to bear the consequences. These little guys formed their own small gang, called the War God Gang. . . This group of restless little fellows specialized in bullying other Dragon Whelps, and those profligate sons. . . They all have status and background. "
Many of the upper echelon experts of the five great Divine Dragon Halls would choose to send their children to other Divine Dragon Halls to grow. For example, many experts of the Blood Brilliance Divine Dragon Hall would choose to send their children to other Divine Dragon Halls.
Long Yan looked at Han Gongxue with a strange expression.
"Aunt Xue, you're confident that you can arrange it here. Don't you worry that I won't be able to control myself and beat them up? You have to know that I'm younger than them and they won't discipline me. That's why I thought that you could arrange a place for me to rest. "
Han Gongxue smiled. "It's nothing. It's precisely because you are bold that I arranged for them to be given to you. It depends on your abilities. I still believe in your abilities. "
"You actually call yourself the War God Gang, interesting!" Long Yan smiled.
He was the least afraid of thorns, but. . .
Long Yan was thinking about something.
"Little Long Yan, take this as your challenge. You aren't afraid, are you?"
Long Yan said, "Of course not. They are so troublesome. I'm worried that it will affect my cultivation. "
Han Gongxue smiled. "If you are afraid of trouble, go and solve it. You are not very capable. Whoever disobeys you, go and beat them up. Just don't beat them to death. Just kill them or make them suffer the pain that they can bear. As long as you do not leave a shadow in their hearts, you can do whatever you want. "
Hearing this, Long Yan smiled. "Alright, then I will agree!"
Long Yan did not care what kind of background these young dragon martial artists had. No one had a background as great as his, and they were more influential. Naturally, Long Yan did not care about these little fellows. He would just go.
The Hidden Dragon Palace was divided into thirty groups. Each group had a thousand to three thousand people. There were more than a hundred thousand people in each group, less than two hundred thousand people.
Long Yan was led by Han Gongxue to a large cultivation area. Along the way, many young dragons were passing by. They were looking at Long Yan with strange eyes.
Long Yan looked very young, so it naturally made them guess that he was also a new Dragon Whelp martial artist.
Seeing those Dragon Whelp martial artists cultivating, some people were still exchanging pointers and playing around. It was a harmonious and bustling scene.
They were all very young. Even though they had lived for a thousand years, they had never experienced much of the evil things outside.
These young martial artists could be considered youths. Because they were over four thousand years old, they could be considered as youths.
Flowers in a greenhouse. After all, the outside world was too dangerous. Many parents would not let their children enter society so early to fight for their lives.
Full of vigor, young, and tender. There were also many young Dragon Whelps and young disciples who were budding. They had no intention of increasing the activity of the Dragon Whelp Palace. Those youths who loved to show off fought fiercely and showed their own valor.
They were not the ones who made fun of those young and beautiful young girls. They laughed heartily, carefreely, and happily. When Long Yan saw them, he suddenly became envious.
When he thought about how their lives had been like since they were young, they had lived like this for a thousand years. But he had already experienced so much.
Here, most of these young dragons had never killed anyone before. Many girls would scream in fear when they saw blood.
At most, it would be a fight. To them, whether it was their inner maturity or temperament, Long Yan had already surpassed them by far. He could be considered a veteran of the martial arts world. He was completely capable and qualified to discipline them.
"Long Yan, what you have experienced. . . None of the young dragons here have experienced it. In my eyes. . . Although you are younger than them, you are already their elder. And they are still children in my eyes. Perhaps it will also let you experience the joy of being a child. This is a place that belongs to you. It's just that you have too many things on your shoulders, and you are no longer at this level. "2
Long Yan was a bit dumbfounded. His mind was shaken. He had actually lived like a mature uncle. He had experienced too much. He had stepped into society a long time ago, and had climbed up from the bottom of society step by step.
But there was one thing that didn't need to be doubted. These young dragons, their growth environment and methods, their starting point was too high. If they left this place, they would basically be the elite geniuses of this world.
They might even become super powerhouses.
"Are you ready?" Han Gongxue suddenly asked.
Long Yan was puzzled, "Do I need to prepare anything?"
"Alright, the War God Group, which is their War God Gang, will be here soon. They have been informed that the new leader will be here today. Those children are ready to tease you and make things difficult for you. You have to be mentally prepared. "
Only then did Long Yan understand. He smiled. "Haha, so that's how it is. The people who want to tease me have not been born yet. They can play however they want. I will play with them. "
These little fellows aren't even at the third level of the Martial Rebel Realm. They don't have any social experience or any experience. They're just a bunch of simple children. Their lives are full of joy.
At least, most of the Dragon Whelps and martial artists here were like that. Of course, there were still a small portion who came in through their own hard work and went through very strict tests from outside. For example, Gu Lingfeng was like this. It was a pity that he died.
Generally, these kinds of young dragons would keep a low profile when they came in, because they had more or less experienced various kinds of unpredictable and sinister people in society.
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