Binding the Dragon for the Empress

The mansion of the patriarch of the Dragon Realm is a courtyard with eight entrances. There are two magnificent stone statues of green dragons on the left and right of the entrance. How many.

As soon as Yan Yuan came out of the last realm of soul consciousness, she was attracted here by the soul gathering box.Xuan Long didn't tell him much about family affairs, only mentioned that his mother didn't like him very much.

To be able to ruthlessly cut off a dragon horn of one's own son and then drive him out of the Dragon Realm would be more than a dislike, perhaps because of blood and deep hatred.

He had never asked Xuanlong's reason before, but now he must find out why Xuanlong's mother treated him so cruelly, did the little Long'er really make some unforgivable mistakes when he was young? what.

Without staying outside, Yan Yuan raised her hand to cast a spell on herself, and within a moment she entered the realm of soul consciousness.

Walking through the closed door alone, you can see a small bridge, flowing water, harmonious scenes of flowers and birds in the courtyard, and you can go through several stone arches to the backyard.

In the lobby, their family gathered around the table and were eating.

The glamorous and refined woman on the main seat should be Xuanlong's mother. She was dressed in a silky red dress, with two dragon horns of moderate thickness protruding from her hair. The children ate and babbled, and babbled some trivial homely words, telling them not to be greedy for fun, but to cultivate hard.

There are two men and four women sitting around her, the oldest is 18 years old who looks like a human race, and the youngest is seven or eight years old who looks like a human race.

Yan Yuan had seen him when he was a child in Xuanlong's Nightmare. He should be the youngest child in the family. When he was expelled, he looked like a four or five-year-old human, very thin and small.

Among the six children on the table, Xuanlong was the only one.

The whole family was having a lively meal together, without one person, it should be easy to be discovered, but no one mentioned Xuanlong at the dinner table, as if his existence in this family was equivalent to air.

Just as Yan Yuan was in a daze, light, almost cautious footsteps and a childish voice came from behind her.

"...Mother."

Yan Yuan reflexively turned around to look, and saw the little Xuanlong standing outside the threshold, his ice green eyes quietly looking at the woman in the middle of the seat, even though there was no expression on his face, Yan Yuan could still see from his heart. There is a longing, longing for his mother to allow him to eat with his family, or hug him, or smile at him.

However, it does not.

The woman's originally benevolent expression turned cold the moment her eyes touched Xiaolong's appearance, and she violently threw the chopsticks in her hand towards him.

"Get lost, don't call me mother, I don't have a son like you!"

The chopsticks struck Xiaolong's cheek with spiritual power, Xiaolong dodged his head sideways, but failed to dodge, the tip of the chopsticks left a deep and long blood blade on his cheek.

He seemed to be used to being treated like this, he didn't make any noise when he was injured, he didn't even raise his hand to wipe the blood dripping from the wound, he just stood there with his head sideways, as if frozen in time.

"Ugly, get lost."

"Don't interfere with our meal."

"Sky Fiend Lone Star."

"It's disgusting to see you."

The words that the brothers and sisters repelled rushed out of their mouths.

Xiaolong didn't seem to hear, he stared at the ground and said, "Mother, I'm hungry."

The woman sneered: "If you are hungry, go find something to eat by yourself."

"It is already a great gift to give birth to you and allow you to live. For an evil like you, it is better to starve to death."

Those closest to him hoped for his death.

Xiaolong obviously didn't understand what he did wrong, no matter how strong he was, he was just a child.He stood there, his knees were not as high as the threshold, and he lowered his head and whispered.

"Mother... I know I was wrong."

The woman's face was ferocious: "What did you do wrong?"

"Your fault is that you shouldn't have been born."

"roll!"

He really hated him so much that the bowl in front of him fell out, hit the ground with a 'crack', and shattered.If he doesn't leave, the woman will probably turn the table over.

Yan Yuan clenched her fists, almost rushed over and grabbed the woman's collar to question her, why did she treat Xuanlong like this, he is still so young, what mistakes can he make, are the rest of the children a gift from God, is he born humble .

However, everyone present could not see his existence.

Knowing that his family would not accept him, Xiaolong turned around and left the place slowly.Yan Yuan followed him quietly, watching him walk through the corridor, through the round arches, to a huge lake not far from home.

It was severe winter at this time, and a thick layer of ice formed on the surface of the lake. Xiaolong cast spells unskillfully, trying to carve the ice, but failed every time.

No one taught him the method of cultivation. With the weak mana he taught himself, he couldn't cut through the ice, so he couldn't catch the fish underneath to satisfy his hunger.

Most of the animals on the mountain are hibernating, and there is not even a shadow to be found. He was hungry for several days before he went to beg his mother.

After a short while, he exhausted his spiritual power. He sat down on the bank exhaustedly, with his legs bent and his chin resting on his chin, looking at the distant sun meeting the horizon. The golden light reflected sparkling waves on the ice, very beautiful...

It was lunch time at this time, and the dragon children who had been playing outside before were called back to eat by their parents.

Every little dragon has its own home and parents who love them. If they are wronged outside, their parents will protect their cubs desperately.

Why is he the only one without a home...

Mother said that it was not his home, and the reason why she was willing to give him a utility room for him to sleep in was because he was born here.But being born here does not mean that this is his home, nor does it mean that his brothers and sisters are his relatives.

Where are his relatives... and where is his home...

Xiaolong couldn't figure it out.

He didn't cry very much since he was very young, and he cried out in pain after falling down. A child who has family members anxiously hugging him up and comforting him will have the ability to vent his grief, and no one will take a second look when his head is broken and bloody. Children will gradually lose the ability to cry.

Because no matter how loudly you cry, no one will care, and it will waste your little energy.

He just sat quietly on the shore like that, the blood on his face had dried up, the wound was two inches long, his flesh was turned out ferociously, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

How could such a young child bandage his own wounds? He probably just endured the pain, endured it, and healed.

Yan Yuan knew that Xuanlong had a hard life when he was a child, but she didn't expect him to suffer so much.

No wonder... No wonder he was so easy to deceive, a few sweet words, a few times of intimate sex, he was tricked into handing over the inner alchemy and paying his life.

Because no one has ever treated him well.

Thinking about the self in the past, he did worse than Xuanlong's family. His Abo, who had never had a good life in his life, thought he had finally found support, but in fact he stepped into hell...

Yan Yuan's heart ached so much that she couldn't help herself, she adjusted her expression, and was about to appear in front of Xiao Xuanlong, when she suddenly heard a few sharp dragon whistles from a distance, five or six little dragons of different colors rushed down from the sky, blinking Suddenly it fell to the ground and turned into a human form.

A group of dragons walked towards Xuanlong who was sitting on the ground. Among them, watching the ten-year-old White Dragon boy put his hands on his lips, he shouted at Xuanlong pretending to be surprised:

"Yo, the little bastard ran out again to embarrass himself!"

The Qinglong boy next to him sneered as he walked: "Damn, his mother must have kicked him out again, isn't he the boss squatting outside the house to sleep in the middle of the night?"

"It's so pitiful, it's fine if I don't have a father, but my mother doesn't hurt, hahaha."

Silver Dragon Boy: "It deserves it, who told him to kill his father."

Bai Long looked at him in surprise when he heard the words: "Who did you hear that from?"

Yinlong lowered his voice: "Listen to my mother, my mother said that a hundred years ago, when the patriarch gave birth to this ugly monster, he had a difficult childbirth. The patriarch's husband went to Meimeng Mountain to find Tianguo to save her, but was bitten to death by the divine beast that guarded Tianguo. No, there is not even a whole body left, so it was this ugly monster who killed his father."

"If this ugly monster didn't exist, his father would still be on good terms with the patriarch's family. He would be a disaster."

This matter has always been a taboo in the dragon clan, and it is an eternal pain in the heart of the patriarch, and no dragon is allowed to mention it.The silver dragon boy learned about it by eavesdropping on his parents' speech, so he didn't dare to make too much publicity, told his playmate to keep it a secret, so he continued to bully the little Xuanlong, walked over and kicked him on the back.

"Did you hear that, ugly monster, you are a disaster star."

A dusty footprint was left on the young back, which was particularly conspicuous on the black linen shirt. They were more than one round older than Xuanlong, and Xuanlong couldn't beat them, so he stood up silently and stood up. He wanted to leave, but these dragons saw that he was unprotected, and pushed him back to the ground.

"Did you go away!"

The small body rolled around on the ground, the back hit the sharp stone, a hole was cut in the clothes, the pain was too painful to speak.The more silent he was, the harder the others bullied him, lifting his legs and rolling over him like a monkey, Xuanlong curled up to protect his head.

"Ugly, ugly, a little bit~"

"Cut open the frozen lake and throw him in."

A black dragon boy suddenly appeared in the sight of the dragons.

The dragons were stunned.

"It's... not good."

Long likes to play in the water, but if the water temperature is too low, it will be very uncomfortable. In previous years, little dragons were frozen to death when playing in the lake.The lake suddenly froze, and Xiaolong couldn't break through the ice, and he froze to death after a long time, and his parents cried miserably.

"He is alive, and sooner or later he will kill the whole clan." The black dragon boy stared at the little dragon on the ground expressionlessly, as if looking at a dead object.

"It's your own brother after all..." Yinlong, who was gloating just now, got scared.

The black dragon boy glanced at the knife, and the silver dragon murmured.

No matter how courageous they were, they dared not kill the dragon blatantly. In the end, they did not complete the matter, left the little dragon on the ground and left.

Xiaolong struggled to get up from the ground, and Yan Yuan wanted to hug him... Suddenly there was a heavy rain in the sky, the sky darkened visibly, and the frozen lake turned into a lush forest.

Yan Yuan understands that this is the scene of Xuanlong's nightmare changed.

He was walking in the pouring rain, and heard the sound of a whip whipping in the distance...

The woman in red was drenched all over, her hair stuck to her face in embarrassment, she held a long whip in her hand, and viciously whipped Xiaolong who was lying limp in the mud.

"You lone star..."

"It's not enough for you to kill my husband! Now you have to kill my son!! I'll kill you, I'll kill you!!"

Xiaolong was beaten to pieces, blood and mud mixed together, forming a dark stream. He tried his best to crawl over and grabbed the woman's clothes.

"Mother... I know I was wrong."

"I was wrong……"

Where did he go wrong?

If his birth was a mistake, if he was born to bear these pains, he would rather never have lived.