"It's for your ridiculous ambitions!" Su Ran roared angrily, "Don't whitewash your ambitions anymore. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info others don't know who you are, don't I know you yet?"

"Everything I do is for the Bloods!" said the Sultan angrily, "without power, how do you think that aliens like you and me can survive, is it because of the mercy of the Celestials?

"How ridiculous?" Su Ran said, "If it weren't for our ancestors, our ancestors built countless sword mounds for the sake of strength, and the bones piled up into mountains, why should we not tolerate it in the world?"

"Slap ......" a slap was thrown on Su Ranran's face, and Su Ranran raised her eyes to see that it was her mother.

"Don't talk about your father like that!" Su Qing glared at Su Dye angrily, but Dye Dye saw tears in those eyes.

"Get out of the way, Qing'er, I want to hear what this rebel has to say about her father!"

Su Ran covered his face and said, "You are bloody and cruel, your strength is better than everything!"

"Looks like you'll have to be careful with your friends, maybe their flesh and blood will be forged into my new sword mound!" said the Sultan and turned away.

Su Ran sat down on the ground, sobbing constantly.

Her mother embraced her and said, "Forgive your father, as the patriarch, he must be strong, he has his troubles!"

"Can this be the reason for his murder? Mother?" Su Ran cried.

"You still can't let go of what happened back then. Su Qing said, "What happened back then, your father also wanted you to break off love. ”

"Hehehe, do you know what is really powerful?" Su Ran said, "For friends, relatives, all the people who cherish it, keep working hard, keep moving forward, that kind of spurring power, is really strong!"

"Nope. You don't know!" Su Ran said, "Almost all of you have bloody hands, and almost all of you have made sword mounds! How can you understand that?"

"Dyeing!How can you talk like that!" Su Qing said with an angry face, "It seems that your father is right, you still haven't woken up!"

"You keep kneeling here for me!" Su Qing said, "I'll come out when you really figure it out! If it weren't for me, I would only have you as a daughter! Now I really want you to understand it well!"

"With what?—blood?" said Su Ran laughing to herself.

The door slammed shut, and the entire ancestral hall fell into darkness again, and Su Ran looked at the tombstone in front of him and fell into endless memories.

If you don't have the strength, you can't protect the people who matter to you. If she didn't have the power, how could she change this bloodline? She wants to change all this, she doesn't want generations of the blood clan to live on the path of chasing power, and she doesn't hesitate to lose her heart for it.

She remembered a Bloodline tradition.

She walked out of the ancestral hall and stepped into her father's courtyard without anyone's permission. His father was watering the flowers......

"Can you figure it out?" said the Sultan, raising his eyes.

"Figured it out!" Su Ran said, "I already understand where my path is!"

The Sultan smiled and said, "This is my daughter!"

"Father, I want to challenge you! I remember you once told me that the blood clan patriarch has the ability to live in it, and I want to become the blood clan patriarch and change the status quo of the blood clan!

The Sultan put down the kettle in his hand, looked at his daughter, frowned, and said, "You have to understand, the sword has no eyes!"

"I'm not afraid!" Su Ran was not more determined than now, "I must become the patriarch of the Blood Clan, I will change everything you have created! I will let the Blood Clan be accepted by the world! Return to the mortal world to live, instead of living in this deep mountain forever!"

The Sultan said, "Wishful thinking!"

"Father, you can't refuse! this is the tradition of the Blood Clan!" Su Ran said.

"Okay, I'm going to go. Tomorrow!" said the Sultan as if talking about someone else's business.

"Tomorrow!" Su Ran said with a smile as she turned and left.

The news soon came out, and the clansmen were shocked, what kind of statement was this, the daughter actually wanted to challenge her father.

Tao Zi was also surprised, and asked Su Ranran, she said, "This is my decision!"

On this night, Su Ran did not sleep, she quietly came to the foot of the mountain, in a lush field of daisies. The night is shrouded in daisies, which is a special taste.

She walked to the middle of the flower field, where there was a simple tombstone, which she had secretly made back then. Buried inside are her childhood friends. She touched the strokes of her youth, and her eyes couldn't help but glow.

She said, "I will definitely give back to the next generation of the blood clan, a different homeland! When that happens, no one will have to make sacrifices! No one will die a desolate death like you!"

This night, Su Dye relied on this tomb and spent the night.

Following

In the center of the blood clan, there is a martial arts platform, and there is a person standing on the stage early, it is Su Ranran, she has not slept all night, her face is a little pale, but she doesn't care at all. She held her sword in her hand, and the sword merged with her, and the spiritual power in her body swung out, which could not be underestimated.

"I didn't expect that after 6 years of not seeing each other, Miss has grown so much!"

"Yes, we really have a successor!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

Su Ranran's eyes did not change at all, she looked at the competition platform, she was waiting for her father with all her heart.

Tao Zi looked at her from the audience, she couldn't help but be nervous, she understood that this was Su Ranran's decision, and Dye's personality would not change in any way, but she still couldn't help worrying about her.

The Sultan approached in a crowd. Today, he was wearing a patriarch's robe, and his pale golden shirt shone in the sun.

"Father!" Su Ran saluted.

The Sultan nodded in response, and he jumped onto the stage of the jousting tournament and said to Su Ranran, "I allow you to give up!"

"I won't. Su Ran said calmly, she had already made up her mind in her heart.

The high priest stood on the stage, dressed in white fluttering in the wind, he raised his hands high, looked up at the sky, and said reverently, "Please bless my blood clan and choose your spokesperson for my blood clan!"

As soon as the words fell, the competition officially began.

Without a moment's hesitation, Su Ran rushed over, and the fierce sword intent did not retreat at the sultan!

The Sultan raised his hand in response, only to turn around, and pressed his bare hand against Su Ranran's sword body, he said, "You're still too tender!"