Chapter 398: There is no banquet in the world (2/2)

I'm pretty good.

The position of the head of the family is very tempting.

But Long Ziyang never thought about inheriting in the past. Now he just wants to follow the head with all his heart, and practice with a group of siblings.

”Of course the head of the king can train you to become a talent, but my dragon family also needs an heir.”

”噗通!”

Xun Longzi Yang knelt down and said, ”Father, I just want to follow Jun, and the lobby brothers are also qualified to be heirs.”

”Miscellaneous accounts!” Long Tiantian rebuked.

As a father, he was selfish and naturally wanted to pass the title of the householder to his son, not his nephew.

Before, Long Ziyang's performance disappointed him and never considered it.

Now that his strength is improved and he can beat Long Zixuan, he naturally has the intention to become a young owner.

The elders must have nothing to say!

Unfortunately, Long Ziyang didn't want to take over a family of four or five.

He is more willing to stay in the Iron Bone School. Although he is hard to practice, although he is hit by the ball occasionally, he is warm and loving there, which is his second home!

”Father ...”

”do not talk.”

Chen Long broke the sky: ”I have talked to the head of Jun. He has now taken his disciples away. From today, you will learn the way of running a family with your father in the Dragon family.”

掌 ”The palm ... the head is gone?”

Xun Longziyang trembled, brushed up and rushed out.

When he came to the courtyard of Xiyuan, he didn't see the head of the gate, he didn't see the same door, but only a piece of paper on the living room table.

”Ziyang, be your family in the Dragon family, and wait for the owner of the family in the future. This one will also show off to outsiders. The current owner of the Dragon family is cultivated by this one.”

”remember.”

”One day's disciples of the iron bones, one disciples of the iron bones of a lifetime.”

”Don't chase it, this is the order of the head.”

Like people, Jun often laughs.

”Head.”

Xun Long Ziyang held the letter in his palm, and tears couldn't help falling.

”Wow ---”

There were dark clouds, and heavy rain poured down.

Looking towards Longyang City from the wild, the rain and mist linger, as if wearing a thin tulle coat.

Eunuch said.

Xun Jun often laughs and walks with his disciples in the rain.

Because of the spiritual protection, the water droplets and the clothes were bounced out immediately.

”Head.”

Li Qingyang said: ”Don't Brother Long follow him back?”

”After all, he is the family of the big family, how can he stay in the Iron Bone School forever?” Jun Chang laughed.

”Hey.”

Wu Su Xiaomo said sadly: ”I did not expect this time to come to the Dragon family with the Dragon Master but it became a farewell.”

Yuanli Wanshi cried and said, ”Head, I don't want Brother Long to leave. I hope everyone will be happy together forever.”

Xun Jun often smiles and looks up at the gloomy sky ~~ Complicated mood: ”The world is all around.”

Everyone was silent.

One year is not too long, but these disciples have cultivated deep feelings of fellowship in laughter and arduous cultivation.

I am now separated from Long Ziyang, with mixed feelings.

”Ok?”

At this moment, Su Xiaomo looked up, pointed to the front, and said, ”Head, look!”

Xun Jun often laughed, Li Qingyang and others looked at each other, and saw a man who was drenched into a chicken in the official road ahead.

头发 His hair was wet and water dripped from his eyelashes, but his eyes were firm.

who is it?

I am Long Ziyang!

”Head!”

He shook his fist, knelt down on the ground, splashed a lot of splashes, and shouted, ”Unless you drive me out of the division, I will always follow you, and I will always be a disciple of disciples!”

Li Qingyang and Xiao Guiji laughed.

Weeping Liu Wanshi also burst into tears.

Xun Jun often shook his head with a smile, then summoned Shi Ji Bamboo Slips, patted him on the head, and said, ”Men with iron bones have gold under their knees, stand up for this seat.”

”brush!”

Xun Long Ziyang stood up and straightened his back.

Xun Jun often turned around with a smile, and shouted at Longyang City: ”Dr. Long, this is your son's own choice. I often laugh and take him away today.”

”Hey.”

Upstairs in the city, a long sigh came from Long Potian.

My son

He respects your choice for the Father.