The Legend of the Dragon King

Collection and recommendation tickets requested. The new book needs common care. Today's chapter is here! Seeing blue silver grass, do you have any special feelings? Anyway, when I wrote this paragraph, my heart was very different, and it seemed to be back seven years ago, just when I started creating Douro, at that moment, the tears were pouring in.

Until the end of Red Mountain College, Tang Mailin was still a bit of a nightmare.

As a freshman at Red Mountain College this year, Wu Soul awakened and accompanied by the appearance of soul power assigned him to the Sorcerer Class. Sorcerer classes are undoubtedly key classes in any elementary school.

The head is a little swollen and hot in the body, as if the force that was going to blow itself up had not completely dissipated. Tang Mailin always felt unconscious.

“Son, you picked one in a million!” Tang Zilan's gentle voice awakened Tang Danglin from his coma.

He looked up at his father and saw his soft, drowning eyes, "Daddy, isn't Blue Silver Grass a worthless soul? ”

Tang Zilan said seriously: "What happened to the Abandoned Spirit? You know, if you have the power of the soul, you've already picked one out of every thousand miles, and the obsolete soul can still have the power of the soul, isn't that right? So my son is unique. Did Daddy ever tell you the story about Tang San, the founder of Dongmen? He is the soul of Blue Silver Grass...”

Tang Dynasty Lin's home, in the civilian area of Aolai City, his father Tang Zizhen is a mechanic who specializes in repairing some simple soul conductor armor accessories, but because of his ordinary skills, he can only get a small salary to support the family.

Mother Lang Yang is a housewife. She brought Tang Danglin with her hand and was good at cooking a delicious meal.

A dozen square meters of living room, a small kitchen, bathroom, and two rooms less than 10 square meters, that's the whole house.

“Son, come back! You must be hungry. Mom's cooking for you.” The lanterns are not very beautiful, but they are full of style, squatting down, smiling and embracing the little dancing rind.

“Mom, I'm not hungry. I'm a little sleepy. I want to go to bed.” Tang Danglin also hugged Mom's neck and was about to run to her room.

Looking at his little back, he glanced at his husband and sighed, “This child has wanted to be a spiritualist since he was a child. How could it be so easy to be a spiritualist? Let's comfort him. ”

Tang Zheng walked to the living room and sat down at the small square table. Lunch had a sautéed green vegetable, a stewed rib, a cold mixed vegetable, a bowl of vegetable soup, three vegetables and a soup, which was already quite abundant in Tang family.

“The child is accompanied by spirit, but I'd rather he didn't.” Tang sighed.

Nang sat by her husband in surprise, "How can I say that? Dandelion has soul power? Doesn't that mean he could really be a psychic? ”

Tang Zilan smiled bitterly: “It's not that easy. His soul is blue silver grass. He's born with three levels of soul power. How can it be easy to talk about being a soul master? And soul power is assigned to the Sorcerer's class, and I'm afraid he's under too much pressure. ”

Lang was stunned, but soon understood what her husband meant in his words, “The dancer...”

Tang Ziran: “He seemed very struck. He didn't speak much on his way back. But the little man in our family, growing up, always encounters setbacks and lets himself be quiet. ”

Lang Xiao looked at his son's room worried, sighed and served his husband a bowl of rice, “Let's eat first, let's coax him more. Mai Lin has been very good since childhood. If he can't, let him go to regular classes. ”

“Mmm.”

The Tang Dynasties didn't know that Tang Dynasty Lin didn't stop eating lunch because he was hit. He was really sleepy.

Back in his room, he had fallen into his own bed, and then went to his dreamland.

Shortly thereafter, Tang Dynasty Lin's body began to twist in bed and his skin was slightly reddened. If Tang Zilan and his wife had been in front of him at this time, they would have found that his temperature was increasing at an alarming rate.

Reddish skin gradually becomes permeable, and if the menstrual pulse under the skin is hidden, even the appearance of blood flow can be seen during the recess, at a time when his blood circulation is extremely fast, at least three times faster than it normally is.

At the forehead, the golden pattern that once appeared in the awakening chamber reappeared, still appearing as a mesh extending from head to foot, then slowly extending up.

After these three times, the golden pattern hid inside him again. Tang Mailin's whole body slightly sounded. After a moment, everything was calm and his temperature gradually calmed down. He slept heavier.

In his sleep, Tang Dynasty Lin came to a prairie full of blue silver grass, but the sky was golden. It seemed like a huge thing had descended from the sky. He could only see that it seemed to be a big golden mouth. The next moment, he was swallowed up in an infinite golden world.

“Ah -” shouted, suddenly sat up, Tang Danglin. This made me feel that my whole body was sticky with sweat, and I couldn't say how sad it was.

The underprivileged family made him understand earlier than his peers, and instead of impressing his parents, he took off his clothes and ran to the bathroom to wash them up. He was surprised to find that he was sweaty but had a faint scent, but that scent disappeared after the bath.

“Where's Lin Lin?” At this moment, the rumbling sounds are playing outside.

“Mom, I'm here, I'm in the shower.” Don Mai Lin ran out of the bathroom in his little underwear.

"- [sic]“ Get dressed and don't freeze. ”Pinched his son's pink little face and pushed him into the room.

Close the door and mumble to yourself: “The little guy's skin seems to be softer and more elastic, and his mother is jealous. ”

Tang Mailin changed his clothes and realized that it was already dark outside. He actually slept all afternoon.

Tang Zilan took a leave of absence today, so he stayed home. He waved to Tang Mailin, "Come, son. ”

Tang Dynasty Lin sat next to his father. Tang Zulan was about to say something, but when he heard Tang Dynasty Lin's belly “Gu Gu”, he laughed.

Tang Mailin smiled and said: “Mom, can I eat now? I'm hungry.”

“Eat.” Luang gave him a bowl of rice and glanced at his husband. Show him after dinner.

When Tang Mailin raised his job for the fourth time, Tang Ziran and Lang's face was already full of shock. Even if he didn't eat at noon, he shouldn't eat so much!

“Mom, it's delicious, I want more...”

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