Meng Shuixin stood up suddenly, a cloud of black mist lingered on his hands, not only his hands, but his entire body was surrounded by a thick hurricane that swirled like a black tornado, and the girl's eyes were full of blood red, as if she could drip blood.

In an instant, the whole room was as bright as day, and the girl in the center of the room stood in the center like a fire, her long hair was all blown up by the nameless wind, and her face had a solemn expression.

Even Meng Shuixin himself felt the demonic aura that was constantly coming out of his body, not to mention the undead in the Meng family ancestral hall.

"The ancestors of the Meng family have ......" Meng Shui said quietly, this is different from the ancestral hall of the Meng family's mansion, only the head of the Meng family has come in for thousands of years, and the aura in it is also the highest.

"I know that my body is no longer the purest blood of the Meng family...... "But now that the Meng family is suffering from an unprecedented crisis, no matter what means I use, I will not let the Meng family fall into the hands of others." ”

However, the spirit wandering around didn't seem to listen to what Meng Shuixin said, and still wailed around Meng Shuixin, and the black line on Meng Shuixin's hand was also spreading faster and faster.

Suddenly, the girl pulled out a long sword with black flames from her hand, and as soon as the long sword came out, the surrounding spirits seemed to have seen what a terrible thing and fled around, but the girl's sword was not pointed at these spirits, only to see Meng Shuixin's long sword cut through her skin, and the blood flowed on the ground drop by drop.

And the blood turned out to be thick black and black, like poisoned blood.

The whole house suddenly shook, like an earthquake, and the stone statues without facial features around the room all fell down and fell into pieces around Meng Shuixin.

At this time, Meng Shuixin suddenly felt a trace of clarity in the chaotic thoughts.

Meng Shuixin exhaled deeply, and when he opened his eyes again, the blood in his eyes had dissipated a little bit.

I saw that the girl stretched out her hands, and her hands grabbed a long strip of flame in the air, and finally the long strip slowly turned into a large net, mixed with a large net of flames and wind, but for a short moment, the whole surroundings were quiet.

The black line on Meng Shuixin's arm slowly disappeared, and he walked in front of the blue glassware again step by step, Meng Shuixin's expression was solemn, he stretched out his hand and put his hand into the blue liquid again, her expression was forbearantly distorted, no one knew what kind of pain she had endured.

But the blue liquid seemed to be cooked, boiling and rolling in the place where the girl's arm was submerged.

Gradually, the boiling blue liquid slowly calmed down, and in the process of calming, the water slowly decreased little by little, until finally it returned to the void.

There was not a little bit of water in the entire water tank, Meng Shuixin squatted down and covered her arm with one hand, her long hair covering her face and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

I don't know how long it took, Meng Shuixin stood up again, the black line on his arm had disappeared, and instead, it was a "Meng" in a codified script, this Meng character seemed to be rubbed down from an ancient book, and this Meng character with blood and blue crossed colors, looming.

At this time, on the walls on all sides, a blood-colored liquid was left from the four corners, with a strong fishy smell.

Meng Shuixin knew that these were the blood and tears of the ancestors of the past generations, and these blood-red liquids stained all the walls red, as if they had been painted with a new layer of paint.

Perhaps the next chief executive will be surprised when he stands here, because now the walls here are all dyed blood red.

"What I want to do, even if it's a demon or a god, there's no way to stop it." The girl slowly stood up and looked at the wall of blood around her.

There was no more commotion in the entire place of worship, and it was quiet as if there were no anomalous creatures.

Meng Shuixin touched his heart with his hand, after the stimulation just now, his gap had been squeezed into by the Demon Yin ability, Meng Shuixin looked at the looming marks on his arm again, this is the trace of the head of the Meng family, when there is this trace on his arm, the same, on Meng Rong's arm, the mark will also disappear.

This will, probably the people outside already know that they have taken over the position of the head of the Meng family, but Meng Shuixin has no way to get out, and now Meng Shuixin has no strength in her body, she slumped on the edge of the door, panting hard.

The two forces in her body intertwined, making her feel exhausted.

And at this time, the vague desert appeared in front of Meng Shuixin's eyes again, the person in the red dress on the desert stood there, a long sword in his hand was still dripping with blood, the skirt was very long, and the long tulle and the blood stains in the sand were mixed together and could not be distinguished.

And in front of him, there was the man in black kneeling, the man lowered his head and couldn't see his face and expression clearly, he was so tall and kneeling, and his proud body didn't look like what a kneeling person should have.

When his eyes were clear again, he saw the man kneeling in front of the woman with a dagger in his chest, and the blood stains on the man's black clothes were not very obvious.

Obviously, he couldn't see the man's appearance, but Meng Shuixin could feel the man's calm expression even so.

The heart hurts, as if the dagger is inserted in his body, Meng Shui's heart has no reason for the pain, so he woke up from the hallucination, the dream just now seems to have been experienced, but the pair of men and women in the dream can't really recall, the only thing left in his mind is the dagger with blood, which seems to have pierced the hearts of two people directly.

Meng Shuixin pushed open the door, his expression was blank, and he was greeted by a neat voice: "I've seen the master." ”

Meng Shuixin nodded lightly as if going through the motions and said, "It's all gone, there's nothing to say." ”

In the past, every time the director took office, he would make a reprimand on the spot, but this time he easily called everyone back.

Everyone hesitated a little, and had no choice but to look at Meng Rong, Meng Rong said with a calm face: "Now the head of the Meng family is still my granddaughter, and I will not object to what he says." ”

Everyone looked left and right, and then looked at the girl standing at the door of the ancestral hall, her expression was pale and solemn, but she had a look that could not be refused.

It was dispersed one after another.

Meng Rong looked at Meng Shuixin and was about to take a step forward, only to hear the girl with a blank expression say: "Grandpa, little aunt, I want to be alone and quiet......"

Meng You stepped forward and grabbed Meng Rong and said, "Dad, our little princess, she just succeeded to the position of head today, and she just came out of the ancestral hall, let him think about Dad alone, it's almost dark, let's go back first." ”

Meng Rong looked at the girl standing on the platform hesitantly, the girl's eyes were hollow, and she couldn't see any love, but there was no way to ignore it, and there was a powerful ability lingering in her body.

That kind of powerful ability is beyond the ability of a successor family head who has just come out of the ancestral hall, and it is precisely because of this that Meng Rong has never felt at ease to leave.

Not only Meng Rong, but also several patriarchs present felt the powerful power surrounding Meng Shuixin's body, this power was different from the previous main thing, like a waterfall pouring out continuously, and the people standing beside him could feel the water splashing down from this waterfall.

Several patriarchs wanted to speak and stopped, as the patriarch of the Meng clan, they naturally knew very well that this girl had unusual strength.

At this time, in the midst of the silent patriarchs, Meng Ke walked out, his wrinkled skin was covered with a smiling expression, his face was red and swollen pimples, some of them had broken, and white pus was bubbling on the tips of the pimples, which made people feel uncomfortable for a while.

In addition, Monk is already very thin, and the acne seems to float on his skin and bones, which makes people feel chills when they look at it.

Meng Ke looked at Meng Shuixin and said, "I don't know what happened to the main thing in the ancestral hall?" ”

Meng Shuixin's face was cold, and he said lightly: "This shouldn't be something that the fifth grandfather can ask about......

Meng Ke was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, as if he was about to squeeze the pus on his face: "You can get started quickly, but with such a powerful force, you don't want our Meng family ancestral hall to come out." ”

"Is it the power of the Meng family, everyone here should know very well that I am now the chief of the Meng family ancestral hall, and it is no longer something you can oppose...... Even the sixth grandfather, who was reluctant to attend, had no way to change this fact. Meng Shuixin said word by word, "I'm really tired today, I hope you patriarchs will go back first." ”

Everyone finally left one after another, but when several patriarchs left, they all had mysterious smiles on their faces, which made Meng Shui's heart uneasy, worried that there would be trouble in the future, but now, it is not clear.

Finally, everyone left one after another, and only Wen Jingrong was left safely to the side, at this time, Meng Shuixin finally turned around, looked at Wen Jingrong, who had been smiling gently, and said, "How is Zhuoer?" ”

Meng Shuixin knew very well that just now in the ancestral hall, he could have the strength to fight against the undead of the past dynasties and the power of the Meng family, except for himself, Zhuo Erding must have contributed his strength, and he could convey the power of the jasper glass to the room through the door, and the only way to introduce it was with blood.

There are not many people who will know this method, even if it is Zhuoer, it must be just the one who is being used, as for whose idea it is, it must be the boy in front of him, you know, Wen Jingrong will not bring Zhuoer over for no reason, it turns out that Wen Jingrong wants this method to let himself be safe and sound in the ancestral hall.

should have been moved by Wen Jingrong's thoughts about himself, but why, at this moment, Meng Shuixin, looking at Wen Jingrong in front of him, wanted to step forward and slap him?