The next day, the people of the Wu family were waiting outside early in the morning, and as soon as Tan Yueli received the news, she quickly dug up the twelve who were still in bed and began to groom the twelve. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info supple and lovely ingots, on both sides of each inserted gold jasper dragonfly hairpin, the center of the eyebrows hanging a drop-shaped pendant, against the twelve jade-like faces, cyan cloud smoke shirt mopping the floor, embroidered with a verdant straight bamboo at the skirt, raise the wrist, a touch of blue embellishment on it, bright color. That dusty and delicate appearance, the mountain elves, and the heavenly fairies are nothing more than that.

Today is the first time that Twelve has returned to the Wu family, Tan Yueli, who is deeply affected by Jiaolou's heavy appearance thoughts, will never let go if she doesn't dress up Twelve, and carefully looked at Twelve's outfit until she saw that Twelve was completely awake from half asleep, and then let Twelve go with satisfaction.

As soon as Twelve stepped out of the gate of Jiaolou, he saw the incense cart parked by the door. The whole body is made of Xuanling gold and copper, the dazzling silver lines are carved all over the incense car, among which there are rare gems embellished, the cyan bead curtain flows down from the roof, the curtain of the window faintly staggered into a mismatch, the lower right corner, a small Wu character inlaid in it. Looking along the chains made of the two azure mines in front of the car, a fierce beast shaped like a tiger, dragging a slender oxtail, its snow-white fur shining in the sun. Twelve and eleven instantly thought of what the strange beast Zhi said, the mountain of floating jade has beasts, its shape is like a tiger and the tail of an ox, its sound is like a barking dog, its name is called 彘, the power is infinite, the strength is endless. And the tiger beast in front of him has a trace of the blood of an ancient beast, and it is also a rare beast.

This is the first time that Twelve has stepped out of Jiaolou, and she can't help but be slightly stunned by such a magnificent incense car in front of her.

"Miss." A big man shouted in a rough voice.

"Huh?" Twelve looked back and looked at the big man who called her Miss, a young man, with an ordinary and honest appearance, wearing a short shirt.

"The subordinate Yue Hu, the Wu family died, and it will be used by the young lady since then." Yue Hu hugged his fist, and the momentum around his body was released.

This momentum, Twelve was a little shocked. She hasn't cultivated yet. I can't see through Yuehu's exact cultivation, but with the momentum that it exuds, compared to Steward Zhang of the Beast Taming Pavilion, it is only stronger than weak. Steward Zhang is a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, so this big man is definitely stronger than him. Before she could cultivate, the Wu family gave her such a powerful dead soldier. Such a big stroke is worthy of the profound Xiuzhen family.

glanced at Yue Hu indifferently, Twelve still had a shallow smile, no surprise. "In that case, the future safety will be for you to protect."

Yue Hu looked at the twelve in surprise, he didn't expect this new master to be so polite, although the girl in front of him was young, but even he was a little surprised by this appearance, wearing a green bamboo shirt, his face was shallow, elegant as bamboo, gentle and approachable, which made people can't help but have a good impression at a glance.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, he was most afraid that he would meet an unreasonable master this time, and now he was a little relieved to see this elegant and bamboo-like temperament. And so on, light as bamboo. Yue Hu's eyes widened, and he suddenly remembered that this temperament was somewhat similar to the Seventh Master, no wonder he felt much more relieved at first glance.

Yue Hu clenched his fists again, and his demeanor was much more respectful than that of the general: "Yue Hu will do his best to protect the safety of Miss." ”

With such an obvious change, how could Twelve not see it, it seems that the dress up was not in vain.

"Then let us go, lest my father wait long."

"Yes." Yue Hu helped Twelve into the incense cart and drove away at a high speed.

The luxurious incense car drove in mid-air, which naturally attracted some people's attention. Twelve lifted the curtain and looked down curiously. This is the first time she has gone out, and she has long wanted to see the busy traffic and bustling scenes described in the book. But at this glance, the twelve black eyes couldn't help but widen, and the small mouth opened into a circle.

This, how can there be so many people in this cultivation realm who look so ugly, and it is even more unbearable than the strange and strange things recognized in Jiaolou, and the high civilization that everyone dislikes. That sharp-beaked monkey gills, this one has a mean face, and in the blink of an eye, he is stupid and stupid like a pig. After watching it for so long, there is not even an ordinary level of Jiaolou, and most of them are dusty, and they don't even pay attention to their clothes.

She has always known that the beauty in Jiaolou is like a cloud, which is not comparable to the outside world. But in her mind, she still feels that even if it is not as good as Jiaolou, it is not much worse. Seeing it now, almost shattering all her illusions, she silently lowered the curtains and rubbed her somewhat distorted face. Suddenly, in fact, Gao Wenming is not ugly, and the chubby one is quite cute. It's true. For the first time, Twelve praised high civilization so sincerely in his heart.

In the midst of twelve complex thoughts, he finally arrived on Wujia Tianwei Island.

"Father." As soon as he got off the incense car, he saw Wu Qijun wearing a simple green robe, standing in front of the car.

Seeing that the twelve temperaments were elegant, such as his favorite green bamboo, Wu Qijun couldn't help but evoke a soft smile. Just looking at his posture and appearance, his other children combined are no more than twelve. Now Twelve has such good qualifications. Wu Qijun's smile deepened. He was very satisfied with the child.

"Well, I see that this Xuanling Qingyu incense car is very compatible with you, so I will give it to you, and I will be a congratulatory gift to you."

"Thank you, father." Twelve smiled and groaned, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth became more and more cute. She really likes this Xuanling Qingyu incense car, the speed is extremely fast, and there is a formation carving, but she didn't think that it was hers now.

Seeing Twelve's happiness in his eyes, Wu Qijun's heart became softer and softer, after all, he was a child connected by blood, and it was not surprising that he could like this child so quickly.

"Okay, now I'll take you to the family tree, don't make a few uncles wait for a long time." Wu Qijun pinched Twelve's ingots, picked up Twelve, and went to the ancestral hall.

Feeling the temperature in Wu Qijun's arms, the corners of her eyes were slightly sour, from her birth to the present, it was the first time she had been so close to her father, this was something she had hoped for countless days and nights.

The ancestral hall is not far away, and the speed of Wu Qijun is only a moment away. Twelve reluctantly came out of Wu Qijun's arms. The ancestral hall is very wide, and there are rows floating in the lobby. Each rank is surrounded by a circle of light. In the middle stands a majestic statue, with a long body and a strong spirit. A pair of eagle eyes are as sharp as knives, looking at the sky in the distance, and a long knife behind his back, the cold light is shining, and the edge is compelling.

Twelve knew that this was an ancestor who had brought the Wu family to the top and made the Wu family a top family. He entered the Tao with a knife and became an immortal with a knife, known as the ancestor of the sword, and he was also the only ancestor of the Wu family who successfully ascended to the upper realm.

There were already a few old men sitting below in the ancestral hall, these were the elders of the family who followed their father's lineage, and the twelve greeted them one by one according to the message that their father had just transmitted.

After the salute is completed, the twelve according to the father's voice, go to the front of the sword ancestor, worship heaven and earth, tell the ancestors, and kneel and bow down. Twelve pairs of legs couldn't help but tremble, and her heart was excited, after today, she has a surname and a name, and she has a provenance, she has been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Today, the calendar of the Apocalypse Continent, during the establishment of the first era, the thirty-six generations of the Wu family visited the ancestors here, the thirty-five generations of the father's son, Qijun, mother, and Tan's Yueniang. ・・・・・・・・ ask the ancestors to verify their bodies and enter the genealogy. ”

A large number of words, twelve read extremely seriously, and every word was sonorous and powerful.

When the last word fell, all the tablets in the ancestral hall were full of light, and the eyes of the knife group were even more cold, and the light emitted enveloped Twelve, and in an instant it turned blue and green, and Twelve's body became even more illusory. Only streaks of blood were left to walk.

"This, this is." The elders on the side of the salute were surprised: "Born to be charming. ”

It was only then that they understood why Qilin Daojun wanted them to come to Guan Li. It seems that this is the young master of the seventh vein decided by the Qilin True Monarch. They are all the top forces of the seventh vein, so naturally they want to come and meet the heir decided by the Dao Monarch!

A drop of blood floated out of the twelve bodies and landed on the statue of the Sword Ancestor. The blood fused and soon invaded the statue. The cold light in the eyes of the knife group gradually disappeared, and the light of the tablet in the hall was even worse.

"The blood melts, and the family tree is on." Wu Qijun shouted. A thick ancient book floats out of the inner story. Twelve bit his fingers and dripped blood on the family tree. Each font is automatically formed.

"Today, the thirty-fifth generation of the Wu family, Qijun, is here to give his son a name!"