It's night.

The cold wind suddenly came.

The wind and snow are everywhere, flooding the world.

The former site of Longmen was filled with fire, melting the sky with snow.

Above the Dragon Gate, the water mist is misty, like a fairyland.

Wang Lang breathed in vain.

Standing behind Huangfu Ji.

Everyone in Longmen stood behind Wang Lang.

Huangfu Ji looked at Longmen and suddenly turned around and looked towards the Longmen Ancestral Hall.

Kneel down slowly.

"The Dragon Emperor of Longmen, Huang Fu Ji, apologizes to his ancestors!"

"Wang Lang, the black dragon king of Longmen, apologizes to his ancestors!"

"Zhou Lanfeng, the Golden Dragon King of Longmen, apologizes to his ancestors!"

"Li Yan, the Red Dragon King of Longmen, apologizes to his ancestors!"

"Hu Die, the Qinglong King of Longmen, apologizes to his ancestors!"

"Huang Wang, the Huanglong King of Longmen, apologizes to his ancestors!"

"Zhang Minghao, the Blue Dragon King of Dragon Gate, apologizes to his ancestors!"

That night.

midwinter.

It was very cold.

Snow and snow.

Seven masters and apprentices knelt in front of the former site of Longmen and could not bow down for a long time.

The black wind blew the snow, covering the sky and the moon.

The moon is not full, it is missing.

"The Golden Tower of the Taihuang Tian Elder Longmen, apologize to the ancestors and ancestors!"

"The elders of Longmen Jifengtian are full of flowers on the building, apologizing to the ancestors and ancestors!"

"The elder Shi Han of Longmen Guangmingtian, apologizes to the ancestors!"

"Elder Yulongtian of Longmen Dongfang Bai, apologizes to his ancestors!"

"Elder Tan Yutian of Longmen Murong Feng apologized to the ancestors!"

"Meng Fanxing, the leader of the Black Dragon Hall of Longmen, apologizes to his ancestors!"

"The Lord of Longmen Golden Dragon Hall..."

"Longmen disciple Li Ergou, apologizes to his ancestors!"

"Longmen disciple Wang Tiehan apologizes to his ancestors!"

"Disciple of Longmen..."

It's dense.

Longmen disciples knelt in the direction of the ancestral hall like waves.

The sound of the wind whimpered.

Huangfu Ji looked up.

The voice was calm, "The foundation of Longmen has been destroyed by the eternal foundation. I, Huangfuji, is a sinner. After my death in the future, I will kneel in front of my ancestors and disciples to apologize.

You are waiting for the Dragon King of Dragon Gate! Elder! Lord of the Hall! Disciple, remember the grudges of today! The evil spirits will not be eliminated for a day, and the world will be unstable. My Longmen is full of men, who do not seek fame and fortune, but only for peace in the world."

The voice was calm, but it fell steadily into the ears of every disciple of Longmen.

Cold winter.

People's hearts are hot.

Extremely hot.

Wang Lang looked up, his eyes shining brightly, as if he had penetrated the stars that had broken through nothingness.

It took a long time.

Huangfu Ji stood up.

Wang Lang was still kneeling on the ground.

Wang Lang couldn't get up, and the rest of the people didn't get up.

Huangfu Ji coughed gently.

He patted Wang Lang on the shoulder.

"Nirvana of the Dragon Gate."

Wang Lang stood up slowly.

"I don't die, I don't live."

"Transfer to Ye Zi, please a hero!"

Huangfu Ji said softly.

Wang Lang looked at Hu Die. Hu Die took the medicine given by Zhou Lanfeng and got much better. Hu Die went to do this.

All night.

Everyone was assigned to live in the village.

Nearly a hundred disciples of Longmen were killed or injured.

A hall master died.

The newlywed wife of the Golden Dragon King of Longmen was dead.

When Longmen died, he respected the old man Dong Dabao.

None of the other villagers were injured or killed.

Wang Lang lit a cigarette and sat at Dong Dabao's house. Next to him were Zhou Lanfeng, Li Yan, Huang Wang, Hu Die, and Zhang Minghao.

Huangfu Ji didn't know where he went.

The brothers and sisters remained silent for a whole night.

The next day.

The snow has stopped.

The white snow dyed the whole world white.

Under the spotless snow is a world of black and white.

Wang Lang rubbed his face and stood at the door looking at the gray sky.

The other people walked over and stood behind Wang Lang.

The fire at the former site of Longmen was finally extinguished under heavy snow overnight.

The rest of the places were covered with snow, but the former site of Longmen was charred and there was no trace of white snow.

Early in the morning.

A disciple of Longmen had already gone out to clean up the snow on the ground.

The road surface was cleaned soon.

Many people who came to Zhou Lanfeng's wedding left one after another, leaving only some people from the world.

Hu Die whispered, "Second brother, the news has been sent out, and many people from the sect have begun to set off. There are still some people from the sect that have not replied to the news."

Wang Lang turned around, took off Zhang Minghao's clothes and put them on Hu Die.

Zhang Minghao rubbed his arms and neck and returned to the room.

"What's going on with the news?" Wang Lang couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, now there is a demonic wind in the entire world. There is a rumor that many sects have been bribed by Dragon Slayer. I don't know whether it is true or false. If someone doesn't come three days later, it will prove that they have been bribed.

There are only two types of people who have not replied to the news, one is the one who was bribed as mentioned earlier, and the other is the one who is waiting and watching.

After all, this is a game between Dragon Gate and Dragon Slaying Life, and no one is willing to bet on the side with a small winning rate."

Wang Lang grinned, grabbed a handful of snow from the windowsill next to wipe his face, then grabbed another handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Remember everything you can't come. When the matter is over, I will definitely visit you in person." Wang Lang said softly, his eyes clear and pure.
To be continued...