Twenty thousand years ago, the bloodline awakened at the age of thirteen, and it was automatically awakened when the time came.

Twenty thousand years later, the bloodline awakens to the age of sixteen, and it still needs to be cultivated to the essence of the blood.

Jiang Yang temporarily put aside the question of why the emperor wanted to accept Mu Linglong as a righteous daughter, and asked Mu Xiaoyu to understand what bloodline awakening is and what cultivation is essence blood.

Mu Xiaoyu doesn't know many important things, and this kind of common-sense problem is still known.

Sentence by sentence, Mu Xiaoyu spoke very seriously.

After understanding, Jiang Yang was a little depressed.

20,000 years ago, he was the first bloodline, and 20,000 years later, there is still cultivation for the essence blood to lead out that bloodline?

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't seem like it's possible!

After being depressed for a while, Jiang Yang looked away again, although the bloodline ability was very powerful, even if he didn't have the bloodline ability, he was also very powerful.

"I don't know if there will be a sense of disparity in my heart when I awaken the blood of a scumbag." Jiang Yang chuckled.

"When I came into this world, I didn't seem to have this feeling, so it should be good to experience it."

Mu Yang'e said something, and Jiang Yang was abandoned by the player and the tree man.

The player and most of the tree people rushed into the palace with Mu Yang'e, and outside the palace, except for Jiang Yang, a tiger and a treeman, the rest were some more calm and thoughtful tree people.

They quietly looked at Jiang Yang, a tiger and a tree, waiting for their action.

A little more well-informed, and a little clearer in his mind, he knew that Jiang Yang had seen Mu Linglong, and he knew that Mu Yang'e came out and said that this paragraph was all for Jiang Yang.

The emperor really has the heart to accept Mu Linglong as a righteous daughter, and he will not wait until now.

Mu Yang'e didn't mean to say it to Jiang Yang, and she wouldn't come out to say it as soon as Jiang Yang sat down.

Jiang Yang sat for a while, finished the lunch that should be eaten, and rode into the palace on the eldest sister.

Jiang Yang moved, like a dragon that attracted the wind and clouds, inside and outside the palace, the wind and clouds surged.

Signed up for the competition, was arranged to wait, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

For three days, Jiang Yang did not leave the arranged room, and no tree people came to look for him.

Jiang Yang seemed to have forgotten where he was, and he had forgotten the purpose of entering the palace, and he seemed to have been forgotten by all the tree people.

However, Jiang Yang did not leave the room, and Mu Xiaoyu and the eldest sister who couldn't calm down basically spent time outside.

When night fell, the grand event began, and Jiang Yang saw Mu Linglong in full costume again, and also saw the seventeenth princess who only heard her name but did not see her.

Mu Linglong and the seventeenth princess stood on either side of the emperor.

Mu Linglong is quiet and graceful, dressed in a full costume, although she has a touching beauty, but her aura is not as good as the seventeenth princess, her beauty is not as good as the seventeenth princess, and her identity is not as good as the seventeenth princess.

She stood quietly beside the emperor, like an orchid blooming quietly in a deep valley.

But except for Jiang Yang, basically no one has set their eyes on her.

The emperor spoke, the seventeenth princess spoke, and the contest began.

Jiang Yang reported the player's competition, and Mu Xiaoyu reported the Shuren's competition, and the venues of the two competitions were separated.

Mu Xiaoyu was beaten in the first round and broke a lot of branches, and Jiang Yang was directly appointed by the Seventeenth Princess as the first player.

“MMP！”

"Shit little white face!"

The player was depressed, but no one dared to say anything about it, except for muttering in his heart.

No matter how unhappy it is, it's a fact that you really can't beat it.

In the middle of the competition, the wooden fish eliminated by the competition were taken away.

At the end of the competition, the seventeenth princess walked up to Jiang Yang, smiled, and said softly, "Be my close guard, I will exchange the fifty years of cultivation for the essence blood of five hundred years of cultivation that I rewarded you, and I will exchange the hundred years of cultivation essence blood arranged for Princess Linglong for five hundred years of cultivation of essence blood, and I also ask my father to marry Princess Linglong to you." ”

"The awakening of the bloodline, the strength can soar to the sky, as a player, marrying a princess of a country is also a good story, and you can envy countless players."

After the seventeenth princess finished speaking, she smiled quietly and waited for Jiang Yang to answer.

Five hundred years of cultivation is essence blood, and the top cultivation in the ancient realm is essence blood, which is used by players, and it is basically the bloodline of 100% awakened essence blood master.

No player can resist this temptation, and in the Ancient Realm, no one can even resist this temptation.

She believed that Jiang Yang would definitely nod.

She was also waiting for Jiang Yang to nod.

When the seventeenth princess was talking, someone was also saying something similar to Mu Xiaoyu.

"With your current situation, it is impossible to get five years of cultivation for bloodline, and I will buy you a nod with fifty years of cultivation for essence blood, would you like to?"

Jiang Yang looked at the little seventh princess and smiled, "I just want to see the bloodline, essence and blood, and I don't care how many years of cultivation." ”

The smile on the face of the seventeenth princess remained unchanged, and the soft and slow tone of the victory did not change in the slightest, "Different years of cultivation for essence blood, different sizes, different colors, five hundred years of cultivation of essence blood and fifty years of cultivation of essence blood, just like the bright moon and dust, even if you just look at it, you should only have the bright moon in your eyes." ”

Jiang Yang smiled, "I don't think there's anything bad about dust." ”

The seventeenth princess took a step forward and walked to Jiang Yang's side, her body leaned forward slightly, she was so fierce that she almost leaned on Jiang Yang's arm, she was close to Jiang Yang's ear, "You don't think there is anything bad about the dust, but Princess Linglong likes Mingyue, you nod, Princess Linglong can get Mingyue, you shake your head, Princess Linglong may not even be able to catch dust." ”

"The bloodline can only be awakened once, if it fails, you can come again, if it succeeds, then it is impossible to change it, Princess Linglong is talented, it is likely that it is only ten years of cultivation of the bloodline, and the awakening is successful."

"That's a threat, isn't it?" The corners of Jiang Yang's mouth rose, and he turned his head very close to the face of the seventeenth princess, "I don't know if you can use your life to threaten the emperor in exchange for the bright moon you said." ”

"Hehe, do you know what you're talking about?" The smile on the seventeenth princess's face was still there, but for the first time, her eyes were cold.

As the words fell, her steps moved backwards and her body retreated.

But as soon as her body moved, a hand was already in front of her neck.

The heart tightened for a moment, and the strength was about to explode, and the hand was already firmly grasping her neck.

Click!

The throat is bursting, the severe pain stimulates the brain, I can't breathe, and I can't lift my strength at all.

Princess Seventeen felt that death was so close to her for a moment.

"Presumptuous!" The emperor took the case.

"Look for death!" Mu Yang'e roared angrily and had already appeared in front of Jiang Yang.

Countless tree figures flickered, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Yang was already standing in front of him.

A tree man with a solemn and frightened face.

"Let go of the princess!" Mu Yang'e's face was cold, and a spear in her hand was pointed directly at Jiang Yang's chest.

Jiang Yang threw his arm sideways and threw the seventeenth princess to his side, not looking at Mu Yang'e, but at the emperor on the high platform.

Just like the seventeenth princess had spoken to herself before, Jiang Yang smiled and said in a slow and soft voice, "Exchange the life of a princess for a five-hundred-year-old cultivation bloodline, I don't know if His Majesty the Emperor will change it?" ”

"Kill him!"

The emperor waved his hand and shouted angrily with a cold face.