Chapter 1195: The Perception of Silence

"Wuji Huanyuan Dan, a six-grade primary pill, is made of the essence blood of ancient divine beasts, plus dozens of heavenly and earthly treasures, which has the effect of repairing the dantian, even if the dantian is broken, it can be repaired as before, but the essence and blood of the ancient divine beasts are overbearing and abnormal, and those who take this pill are like burning themselves. ”

Looking at the introduction of Wuji Returning Yuan Dan on the list, Shen Yuan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally his entire body trembled.

"Lonely is saved, Lonely is saved, I must get this Wuji Returning Yuan Pill, those who dare to rob me of the Wuji Returning Yuan Dan are all my enemies of the Underworld, Lonely Son, wait, my father will definitely get the Wuji Returning Yuan Pill, so that you can get back everything you lost." ”

Looking at the list in front of him, Hades muttered to himself.

Since the Silence was abolished by Mingmo Dantian, the status of the whole person in the Temple of the Underworld is not as good as before, even the ordinary temple attendants do not take him seriously, and the Silence is no longer the Son of the Temple of the Underworld, the new Son of the Divine Son is a genius selected from his clan second only to the Immortal, a young man named the Soul of the Soul, who has reached the Nine Heavenly Realms in his cultivation, and has broken through the Transformation Realm after a year of vigorous cultivation in the Immortal Temple.

And the silence also seems to be forgotten, staying in his own place every day, and he is extremely decadent. Although the underworld sees it in his eyes and hurts in his heart, he can't give any help to the underworld, the Hades Temple is like this, strength is respected, if there is no strength, even if it is the son of the hall master, he can't be special. At this time, in the quiet courtyard.

Sitting silently in the courtyard, looking at the sky in a daze, the genius of the former genius, the genius of the Megatron Continent, has become a waste person at this time, there is no such arrogance on his body, and there is no such murderous aura in his scarlet eyes, and his gaze has become calm and indifferent.

A head of black hair was casually draped behind his head, looking a little messy.

In the past year, after becoming a wasted person, Silent has experienced the pain of falling from the altar. In the past, the respectful subordinates and guards looked at them not only without fear and respect, but also full of disdain, even the subordinates dared to give themselves a look, although they had long understood the cruelty of the Hades Temple, but when it was their turn, there was an indescribable sadness in the silence.

The new god son he knows, is his cousin, when he was in the clan before, that kid was respectful to him, and his strength is also very different from him, but now, he has actually become a god son, although he occasionally came to see himself a few times with his father, on the surface in front of his father is approachable, quite respectful to himself, but the Stygian Blade knows, it is all an illusion, secretly he doesn't know how many people have been sent over to humiliate himself, although those people don't say, but the Stygian can also guess that it was his good cousin who instigated.

When he dies, his status as a son of God is unshakable.

Became a wasted person, and thought a lot about it, at first he hated Mingmo, hated him for abolishing himself, and wanted to kill him, but after a long time, the hatred for him slowly subsided, because he did hurt Moyue, and it was indeed his Hades Temple that was wrong first, and if he was Mingmo, after knowing that he was abandoned by his parents, and after seeing his strong talent and strength, he still favored another son, and promised his beloved woman to another person, he might have done more radically than Mingmo.

And it's not the first time he's attacked him, he can't blame himself for doing this, anyway, he's also his own brother, and he's dead, and the hatred of the silence is gone.

"Your Highness, this is your food today, the slave and maid have put it here, Your Highness will use it slowly. ”

Just when Silence was looking at the sky in a daze, a handsome maid pushed open the door of the small courtyard, brought Silence's food today, put it on the wooden table in front of Silence, and left in an indifferent tone, glanced at the decadent Silence, and a pair of eyes faintly showed a look of disdain.