232 The Power of the Bloodline

"Huh-" Without waiting for the old man to finish speaking, Kong Xi suddenly sneered, closed his eyes again, and said lazily, "Don't put gold on your face, do you think I don't know how you sent someone to Chengjia to arrest my precious apprentice, but it's a pity, Cheng Tianqi's father is not as incompetent as my father by blood, and his son is remembered and doesn't even dare to let a fart go, Cheng Guangming is a real bandit grandson, very domineering, I heard that the person you sent has not heard from me until now, tsk~tsk~, you actually want to use this to threaten me with grace, Alzheimer's dementia, you. ”

The old man was squeezed and his face was red, not ashamed but angry, how failed things were back then, how angry he is now, the momentary light enemy not only made him lose a confidant, but also forced him to directly face the reproach of several other elders of the family, although the Gu family is an ancient martial arts family, but it is not in the four major families, they can only be regarded as wealthy at most, and there is still a considerable distance from the top nobles.

Although the rise of the family has not been for a hundred years, they have a long-lived old lady, four generations in the same house, and the connections accumulated by the various generations of future generations are terrifying, and even the dragon group is a little afraid of them, let alone just an ancient family.

It is precisely because of the ensuing questioning after becoming a family that the Gu family had to give up on him, and the dignified Gu family elder was expelled from the family.

Kong Xi's words directly pierced the deepest and most painful scar in the old man's heart, and he knew that he couldn't persuade this stinky and hard boy at all, so he simply reached out and strangled Kong Xi's neck. Lowering his body, his cloudy eyes were glowing with a fierce light, staring at the glamorous ladyboy for a moment, gritting his teeth with a hideous face, "You just have to be stubborn, I'm in a hurry, I'll immediately send your slut mother down to wait for you." ”

Kong Xi's eyes flashed, and he was not threatened by him at all, but smiled inexplicably, "If you have the ability, you can go." Let's see if your minions of wine bags and rice bags have what it takes to find her. If I can really find her, I thank you. ”

Seeing that Kong Xi really didn't look like a joke, the old man couldn't help but have some doubts, and there was a strong sense of jealousy.

The Confucian family is one of the four great ancient martial arts families. Its heritage is absolutely beyond the reach of the ancient family. So. When Kong Xi's mother divorced and forced her husband to leave the house, and she herself took her son and rich net worth to live directly back to her parents' house, the Gu family didn't even dare to let out a fart. Even Kong Xi was directly changed to his mother's surname and recorded in the Kong family tree, and the Gu family could only pinch their noses to recognize it.

If the Kong family really wanted to protect that woman and hide her, he would really have nothing to do with her, but the Lord ......, thinking of Aarather? Field's strength and means, the old man couldn't help but shudder, but a strange red light inexplicably rose from the bottom of his cloudy eyes, and he wanted to say something viciously, but before the voice came out, the door of the basement was suddenly opened, and the light from the outside shone in, bringing some light to this dim and damp realm, and the dead figure of the necromancer appeared at the door, and said coldly, "Elder Gu, the lord is please." ”

"Yes."

The old head swallowed all the words he was going to say back into his stomach, answered in fear, bowed humbly and walked out of the hall, and left with the necromancer.

Kong Xi watched the old man leave, and watched the door of the basement close again, and the dead magic array on the ground suddenly flashed with a ghostly light, and between the flow of light, Kong Xi suddenly straightened up, the whole person was stiff like a stone, the green tendons on the back of his face and hands were bursting up, and the muscles of his arms and thighs were tense, as if he was enduring some great pain.

Kong Xi felt the slightest wisp of cold breath penetrate into the skin, flowing through the whole body along the blood, the body temperature gradually decreased, and then the pain leaked from the bones, as if someone was holding a boning knife and scraping his bones, it was a pain comparable to tearing the soul.

Kong Xi couldn't help but close his eyes, gritted his teeth, and endured the maddening pain, I don't know what Lu Dao thought, but he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling with a firm gaze - as long as he lives, there is hope, he will never give up!!

The ancient head followed behind the necromancer, feeling the cold air exuded from the mage's body, he was very worried in his heart, although the henchmen around the lord were some deep and dark cold creatures, but after getting along for a long time, he could still vaguely judge the other party's emotions.

Coming to the hall comparable to a haunted castle, the ancient head didn't dare to look up at the people seated at all, but just knelt on the ground with his knees soft, and made a five-body bow with both hands, "Great Lord, humble me kisses your robe and feet, and embraces the glory of Field." ”

Field was the surname of Alathur, who considered himself a god.

Arathur didn't even move his eyelids, just let the goblin treat his wounds, he didn't speak, the ancient head didn't dare to get up on his own, so he knelt like that, a gray-haired old man was so humble and prostrate on the ground, normal people would not bear it, but unfortunately, when it came to age, Arathur was several times older than him, and naturally he would not put this weak and useless human in his eyes.

When the goblin finally helped him take care of his wounds, and shivered and bowed his head down, Arathar still ignored the old head, he stood up from his throne and walked slowly to the back of the throne, where there was a huge platform.

The platform is about hundreds of square meters, it looks like an altar, built into the shape of a six-pointed star, based on this shape, the altar depicts a complete six-pointed star magic array, the lines of the magic circle are restrained, but slowly circulating, if you look carefully, you can clearly find that the six corners of the six-pointed star, four of which have a cloud of energy suspended in the sky.

The emerald green energy mass is bright and dazzling, as if beating with endless vitality, the black energy mass is silent and breathless, like a black hole waiting to devour everything, the yellow energy mass is thick and condensed as if compressed to the extreme, it may explode at any time, the red energy group is as fierce as fire, the first three energy groups are the size of an adult's fist, and the last red energy group is only the size of a ping-pong ball, but if you look closely, you can find that there have always been wisps of energy gradually flowing into it, It seems that the sea is embracing all rivers, and the energy group gradually grows.

Under their nourishment, the four corners of the six-pointed star seemed to be alive, lining the other two horns more and more lifeless, Arathur looked at the beating four energy clusters in fascination, and muttered, "There are still two left, there are still two left!" ”

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[Once people are forced to get up, there is no way to explain it~(+_+)~! (To be continued......)