The biggest suspense in Mo Zhiqing's heart is the bloody face, and at the same time, she is also the one she thinks is the most likely.

"I won't try it because the inheritor must be Ziqing." The blood face smiled innocently, as if it could melt people's hearts.

"It's a great genius." Mo Zhiqing first corrected the title, and then expressed his question: "Me? ”

Bloody and innocent smiled again, as if he was not so obsessed with whether he was the successor or not, and had a rare character that did not fight or grab, he pointed to the last sculpture with that slender finger and said: "Yes, because that sculpture looks very much like you, maybe it's a little genius." ”

Everyone looked at the statue of the god again, and they had only been concerned about whether they could get the inheritance, and they really didn't pay attention to these details. After being reminded by Xueyan, the face of the sculpture is really the most similar to Mo Zhiqing's appearance.

Everyone was surprised, Mo Zhiqing was also stunned, and then said: "Impossible, the rest of the God's inheritance belongs to the god body of that realm, first, I can't martial arts, and second, I have no soul, no matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with me." ”

"But that name is Jiemo." Bloody words shocked everyone. The names all have a "ink" character, and they look similar, could it be that these two people are really involved?

It's better to give it a try.

Mo Zhiqing walked towards the sculpture step by step, a thrilling feeling step by step, and a heartbreak with the audience's dreams shattered step by step. The closer she got, Mo Zhiqing's heart beat more and more inexplicably, with an indescribable sense of familiarity: What is this?

The moment he came into contact with the sculpture of the gods, Mo Zhiqing's outstretched hand couldn't touch the sculpture, but instead the whole palm sank in. Mo Zhiqing suddenly looked back at everyone, with a flattered overwhelm, looking like he couldn't even believe it.

"That's you, let's go." Long Xia showed a relieved expression and said to Mo Zhiqing with a smile. In Long Xia's heart, Xueyan is naturally the target that she has already paid attention to, but she is indeed not the person she has chosen, but she never expected that it would be this Mo Zhiqing who has not paid attention to herself. It can really be said: thousands of miles chasing thousands of degrees, but I don't know that I am already in the astral boundary.

Mo Zhiqing was born with a special physique, bone mutation, and the "Tianchai Bone", which has not been seen for thousands of years, is brittle and easy to break, so he must not practice martial arts, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. And when he grew up, he was detected to be closed by his innate spiritual power, and he was not allowed to gather spirits, and he was once known as a useless person in the future. Not only was the family abandoned, but even his father was disgusted, Mo Zhiqing, who lost his mother since he was a child, ran away from home alone at the age of six and lived a childhood life that was different from others. Since the age of six, he has been living on a wandering life, and in order to survive, not many people can understand the bitterness and suffering that Mo Zhiqing has experienced.

Mo Zhiqing, who has been self-reliant since he was a child, has not given up on himself, not only strives to survive, but also is very eager to change his future, so since he was a child, Mo Zhiqing has been constantly starting from small inventions and small creations, hoping that he can make inventions and creations that are not available in the world, and one day in the future, he can prove the meaning of his existence to the world by relying on his own ability!

At the age of six, Mo Zhiqing's wish was to become a [great genius] who could shock the world!

God will always favor those who continue to work hard, as long as you are not willing to give up, one day, you will be recognized!

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Finally, the light of the twelve stars shrouded in the twelve statues of the gods. The Legacy of the Gods has officially begun!

Among the sculptures of the god of war -

Sledgehammer asked, "Why hasn't anything happened yet?" ”

Long Wang replied, "You seem to have forgotten one thing. ”

"What's the matter?"

"The inheritance of the god of war, as the name suggests, wants my father to inherit it personally, and my father is not dead now, so you..."

"And when will your dad die?" The sledgehammer already wants to hammer the sky and the earth.

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The above saves thousands of words of dialogue (scolding).

Among the Blood God Sculptures—

A solemn and majestic red soul stood in front of the blood. This is the Blood God's Soul • Bloodkill.

"What's your name?" Before the blood could speak first, the god of the blood god had already asked.

Zheng Xue first stabilized his undulating fighting spirit, and then replied: "My name is Qi Xue, you are the senior of the soul clan who is even more famous than Uncle Xia, killing Uncle Blood, right?" ”

"You said that Uncle Xia should be the elder brother of the warrior, all along, it has been really hard for him, hey..."

Qi Xue thought that the other party would have a murderous feeling, but now when he met him, he was more of a feeling of longing, and asked: "Is it because I am the only surviving descendant of the blood soul lineage..."

"The inheritance of the Blood God has nothing to do with whether or not you are a member of the Soul Clan, it all depends on your personal ability, which is why I chose you and not my daughter." The soul of the blood god interrupted the blood and said.

"Your daughter?" The blood suddenly fell into surprise, "Could it be..."

"It's bloody. On the battlefield, when I saw you protecting her so much, I knew that you must have taken good care of her in normal times, thank you. The Blood God's Soul said respectfully, his eyes full of love for his daughter.

Zheng Xue finally suddenly realized: "No wonder I have never been able to know the origin of Xueyan's background, it turns out that all this has been arranged by Dean Long Xia a long time ago." ”

"Well, thank you to Brother Xia for me, and I hope you will take more care of my Yan'er in the future, she is not complete now, it all stems from the lack of ability of me and her mother." What made Ji Xue unimagined was that the killing king in front of him, who had once dominated the Dream Continent, was a good father who loved his daughter so gently and gently.

"Incomplete? What happened to her bloody face? The word "blood killing" made the blood very uneasy in his heart, this must not be a trivial matter.

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Among the sculptures of the fighting gods——

"I ask you, what are you fighting for?"

Faced with the question of the soul of the fighting god, Luo Qianye knew that every word and sentence of his life was a test: "For myself!" To get stronger! ”

Luo Qianye knew that he should answer for the sake of the soul clan or for the peace of the Dream Continent, so that he would get the other party's approval, but if he really answered like this, it would not be really himself. Even if you lose the opportunity to get the inheritance because of this, don't do it, a thousand nights are a thousand nights! A fallen thousand nights who don't deceive their true self!

"Good, good, good! Worthy of her daughter! That's stubborn, exactly the same! "The soul of the fighting god and the rebellious are stubborn, but they are dissatisfied but accept it as a matter of course.

"My mother? Do you know? Luo Qianye has always grown up in a poor family, thinking that his parents were just ordinary people, since the appearance of Long Wang and Long Xia's father and son, his life track has begun to deviate.

"We belong to the same vein of fighting spirits, not only are we familiar, we have shared hardships and hardships, and the battle of life and death has been experienced countless times." Fighting rebelliousness is full of anger every word.

"According to you Soul Clan, my biological parents are really from the Soul Clan, and you are my biological father?"

"Not really! Your mother is a fighting spirit, but your father is..."

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