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Abominable people can wither delicate flowers and plants, and Yakoki's cold appearance has the potential to freeze and wither the plants and trees in his path.

And the waiters were lying on the ground, so they couldn't see the gray face.

But Ya Gongzi's defeated dead dog appearance is something that can't be concealed by gorgeous clothes, although the lying on the ground does not dare to peek at Ya Gongzi's face, but the breath passing around him is destined to become a topic of conversation for these waiters in private.

How could those cold faces stop because they were crawling under their feet, and in the eyes of those noble feet, those who were no different from ants were trampled to death This is just that they are kneeling in the wrong place without beads.

Of course, this is a family important place, and it is not allowed to sprinkle fire on these lowly attendants, and it is of course even more impossible to trample on the attendants under their feet, but the leg script is ruthless, kicking and stomping all the way forward, but the road forward is still quiet and abnormal, how dare those who were kicked and broken ribs scream.

This was a compulsory course for them, and they had been subjected to such torture since the day they were taken captive. Even if the pain in their bodies is severe, they can kowtow and thank you.

From the foothold of Yagongzi to the gathering place of the giant peak houses, it is not very far away, Yagongzi has been on fire all the way, and the coldness on that face is also disappearing little by little.

And when he finally walked into the foot of the mountain, the cheeks of the former kindness were decorated again, and the face was as if it had changed its skin.

At this time, every point of the house cluster was guarded, and when they saw the Yagongzi passing by, their faces did not change in the slightest, and there was a great deal of contempt in the distant warning eyes, how could there be any kowtows.

Ya Gongzi's head was slightly raised, and his gaze fell straight into the clouds and mist at the top of the peak, and the obsession in it could be imagined.

But the gloom was about to reach his cheeks, and then he shook his head, and a bit of misery surged in his eyes, and the tears in those eyes seemed to be about to burst out.

The sad footsteps walked step by step towards a gorgeous house on the mountainside, and the closer he got to it, the more sad the sadness in his eyes became, but those eyes were as if they could hold infinite tears, but they didn't see them falling.

When the sadness on that face reached the top, Huayu's giant gate also appeared in front of Ya Gongzi.

Tears, valuable tears Seeing that the familiar door finally rolled down without money, the more Ya Gongzi cried, the more he hurt, the more he cried, the more sad he became.

This cry was really moving, how could that figure still stand, and the pale complexion was as if it could squeeze out frost and snow.

Yakomi knew where he was going, and the people in that place had been waiting for a long time.

On the top of the main hall, a rather heroic middle-aged man stood in it, his eyes slightly closed, and there seemed to be endless worry written on his face, so worried that his temples were a little white.

The young man had already stepped into the main entrance of the main hall, and his sad cry was even louder and tactful, but when his eyes completely fell on the man's face, the sorrowful cry became smaller and smaller, and only tears and snot flowed freely.

Who doesn't feel sad about this cry, but how could that well-informed middle-aged man be blinded by such a rude method, and anger spread on his face.

How dare his eyes look at that person, of course his father understands, and his knees are already soft.

With a "poof", Yakoe really rolled on the ground like a dead dog.

The anger on the middle-aged man's face completely occupied his cheeks, and his eyes stared at Ya Gongzi who was kneeling on the ground.

Standing up your backbone is what you want.

This is my son, the middle-aged man's mouth has already opened, and the hatred in his chest is not steel, and he has the meaning of pouring it out on Yagongzi.

"Ah, my son, why do you look like this~~"

Strange things happen every day, and people have not yet appeared in front of the middle-aged man, and the voice does come first in the eyes, but when I really saw the dead dog-like appearance of Ya Gongzi, I really knew my son Mo Ruomu.

With this shout, how can there be anything about the middle-aged man, he can only shut up and close his eyes to listen to his beloved wife's accusations.

At this time, the voice fell, and I saw a gorgeous woman staggering and rushing into the main hall and prostrate on the ground together, hugging her head with the young man and crying bitterly, crying and accusing the middle-aged man.

This sadness is really earth-shattering, and it is a mixed double song of mother and son.

The play was almost sung, and the woman saw that the middle-aged man's expression had not changed much, so she pulled Ya Gongzi up, and the Ya Gongzi really didn't embarrass him, so he stood straight and stood Zhou Zheng.

"Lijue, Que Er didn't make any big mistakes, but she just got up for a moment and took in a few lonely ghosts, so don't go to your heart," the gorgeous woman said lightly and sincerely.

Ya Lijue's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and the look of anger had already rushed to his cheeks, but he didn't break through his throat, because he had already tried, and the woman's stalking was really terrible.

simply snorted coldly, his eyes went straight to Yagongzi, and he hurriedly buried his arrogant head in his chest.

When the woman saw that her husband was like this, her heart was already at peace, and she patted the ashes on Yagongzi's body and said, "Let's go, my mother has stewed soup, but I have to make up for you." ”

After saying that, he pulled Yakomi and walked outside.

Ya Li's eyes froze, and he said in a low voice: "Que'er, the elders want to see you." ”

This must be very terrifying, the newly recovered blood on Yagongzi's face turned pale in an instant, his feet were unstable, and his eyes were even redder, and he saw that his mother was that sad.

"Okay, if you don't die" Ya Liju's roar was not to make Ya Gongzi feel at ease, he simply wanted to make his ears cleaner.

The woman wiped away the tears from the corners of Yagongzi's eyes and said, "Son, don't worry, everything has a mother." ”

At this time, Ya Li moved under his feet, and he had already walked towards the temple gate, and the fear in Ya Gongzi's eyes was obvious, but he didn't dare not go, and he was not a place where this woman could go wild.

Yari never landed on the way up the mountain, and behind him was like a dead dog.

Almost above the top of the mountain, Ya Gongzi's tears have long been wiped dry, after all, people want to face trees and bark, they want to come to this place too much, and the mystery of the top of the mountain is even more yearning, but they dare not step into half a step, at this time Ya Li Jue said softly: "You are waiting here." ”

After finishing speaking, he walked alone towards a bland ancient house, and the Ya Gongzi was also very honest at this time, and he didn't even dare to look at his eyes at will.

"Come in. ”

Yagongzi trembled, the voice appeared in his mind out of thin air, he didn't dare to disobey in the slightest, and pushed open the ancient door a few steps forward.

There seemed to be no one in the dim world, only the crystal ball in front of him was emitting a little light.

"Put your hand on it. ”

The majestic voice sounded in his mind again, and at this time, Yakomi's eyes were closed as if he was asleep, and his hand was numb on the crystal ball.

Countless phantoms floated in the black curtain, and the scenes of 'from the fall of the Qin Mu clan to the disillusionment of the demon sacrifice' were all vaguely displayed in the black curtain.

And when the blood-colored figure appeared, the sound of light and angry resounded in the ancient house.

In a flash, Ya Gongzi flew out of the door, standing stupidly on the clearing.

At this time, the air in the ancient house was eerily quiet, the dark curtain had disappeared, and everyone's breathing sounded in their throats, obviously no one was willing to take the lead in expressing their position, but some people did have the name of the patriarch.

Ya Likong, the patriarch of the Ya clan, said softly: "Lijue, this is what your son discovered, you can talk about it first." ”

The corners of Ya Lijue's mouth curled slightly, revealing a little coldness: "The Blood Emperor has appeared, then the world is not far from chaos, and this is a good time for our clan to get out of here." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the voice sounded in the ancient house, the voice was a little old, but the domineering was unabated: "Hmph, what kind of blood emperor is he, isn't he just a coward." ”

At this time, there was only the proud breathing of the old man who spoke in this ancient house, and everyone had a sad look on their faces, and the atmosphere immediately fell into freezing.

Ya Likong glanced at him slightly, and said quite politely: "We won't mention Elder Tu for the time being, let's discuss the matter later." ”

Elder Natu sneered and then kept silent, and when Ya Likong saw that everyone was still silent, he said again: "I agree with Liju's point of view, we can't let our children live in this corner anymore. ”

Except for the joy on Yali's face, the rest of the people did not have half of their expressions on their faces, neither in favor nor against, and this was the most terrifying.

But the patriarch should think about future generations, and this life should be a struggle, and the deep voice will be transmitted to everyone's ears: "This matter is decided!"

Ya Likong didn't give anyone a chance to criticize, because it was just an opportunity for them to refute themselves.

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