Here, what is recorded on these pictures and texts is not the history of our people, but a fable. Tang Qianqian pointed to the stone wall in front of her, on which was painted a person kneeling there reverently under the light of the gods.

"Although I don't know any of these ancient characters, I can guess seven or eight points from these patterns. ”

When Tang Qianqian was first imprisoned here, the bitterness in her heart was as vulnerable as twilight snow under the scorching sun under the light of this white light, and she had disappeared without a trace in just a moment.

The rest of the time, she stayed here on her stomach, as if she had some innate instinct, these stone walls made Tang Qianqian feel very familiar, although she couldn't read the words, but the pictures on the walls seemed to come to life.

The traditions of the past were repeated before her eyes, "The one chosen by fate will be able to obtain the protection of the gods as a substitute and use his own body as a carrier to help them walk in this world." ”

Tang Qianqian stopped in front of a stone wall, on which were written many words, but unlike the previous ones, the words here seemed to be more like names.

They were all separated by the same distance, neatly carved into the wall like a collective tombstone.

"There are a total of 13 names on it, 12 of which are written in ancient languages, and only the last name, although it is not the current era, can barely be seen, it seems to be a sheng character. ”

Tang Qianqian thought about Tang Qiang and asked, "Has there been a person named Tang Sheng in the past hundred years?"

Tang Qiang looked at Tang Qianqian strangely, and thought about it carefully, as the head of the clan, although he couldn't write down everyone's names, since he was a child chosen by the gods, he should naturally be very capable.

"When I was in the same era, there was a descendant of the Tang family named Tang Musheng. Tang Qiang recalled that this Tang Musheng was the most powerful candidate who was qualified to compete with him for the position of patriarch back then, but later there was an accident, and when they went out again, they encountered a Longhui country reconnaissance team.

Although he has a good mind, it is a pity that the force is not very strong.

"But he died more than twenty years ago, and there has never been a person named Sheng in the family since. ”

Tang Qianqian glanced at Tang Qiang, accident, if it was really just a simple accident, it was estimated that her father must have done something secretly, she used to be a little younger and could always hear someone talking about Tang Qiang behind her back saying that he was cold-blooded and ruthless, if it wasn't for Tang Qiang forcing her to marry into Longhui, she would never want to believe it.

"Sister, come and see!" Tang Baijun's eyes widened, he was stunned by the scene that was happening in front of him.

When no one was moving, a flash of light suddenly lit up on the stone wall, and a shallow indentation appeared on the surface of the stone wall.

After a few simple strokes, another name appeared on the stone wall.

Tang Qianqian...

"What's going on?" Not only Tang Baijun himself, but the other two people present were all at a loss, making something out of nothing?

"Bai Jun, see if you can wipe the marks off. ”

Tang Qianqian's words made Tang Baijun even more surprised: "What if there is danger?!"

That's right, after all, none of them know why.

Tang Qiang was a little excited, and his breathing began to become very short.

"The ancestor of our Tang family has appeared!"

Tang Qianqian didn't think so, because this was not the ancestral tomb of their Tang clan at all.

"Sister, if it's really as you just said, then aren't you the chosen child of destiny?!" Tang Baijun was surprised, he had never believed in the existence of gods in this world, and now it seems that this so-called god really exists, but it is only manifested on a stone.

Tang Qianqian looked at the stone wall in front of her, and felt like an ordinary stone to the touch, cold.

"Woo," in Lubai City, Xue Ren was planning to rest, and according to the plan, he would send troops to Huadu the day after tomorrow.

The ring in his hand suddenly lit up with a dim gray light, and an unprecedented sense of murder burst out.

"Devour! Devour! Turn the last remaining bit of conscience into resentful hatred!" The voice of the fire demon in the ring exploded in Xue Ren's mind, and he hovered in a low voice, "Devour!"

Xue Ren tumbled from the bed and fell to the ground in pain, and the single general who was waiting outside the room in shock hurriedly rushed in with someone.

"Your Majesty!

Xue Ren covered his head, his eyes were bloodshot, "Shut up!"

"Your Majesty!" General Shan asked people to hold Xue Ren's body, thinking that it must be because of those fire demons, he stared at his eyes tightly and shouted, "Your great cause is not yet complete! Don't be defeated by these little demons in front of you!"

But right now, Xue Ren didn't seem to be able to hear his voice, and in Xue Ren's mind, the fire demon's resentful and violent words were constantly destroying and eroding Xue Ren's will.

"What's going on?" Lu Yi lived nearby, and rushed over as soon as he heard the movement.

Shan Jiang held Xue Ren's head to prevent him from destroying himself, "Where is the Lord of Divine Consciousness!

There is no need for anyone to look for it, Chunshu has already noticed that the city has suddenly become abnormal for the first time, and for the sake of safety, she also invited the wordless lord.

"Get out of the way!" Chunshu pushed the single general away and came to Xue Ren, and from Xue Ren's eyes, she saw a group of hideous monsters dancing in the blood and fire.

They seemed to be carrying out some kind of ancient and mysterious sacrifice, and as for the items used for the sacrifice, it was naturally Xue Ren's soul, and at this moment he was surrounded by several white streamers.

"Wordless senior! exorcism!" Although Chunshu himself was able to see those demons, they were hiding in Xue Ren's body after all, and he had no other way unless he killed Xue Ren, but fortunately, he was witty and found Speechless in advance.

Wordless just nodded, silently walked to Xue Ren's side, and wrote a spell on his forehead.

"It doesn't work. Chunshu could still see that the demons were not afraid of the holy light that broke in, and they were still baptizing in their own specific order.

Speechless's face was slightly gloomy, and he took out a gray-purple dagger from his bag, which was not only a symbol of his lordship, but also a holy weapon.

Wordless cut a wound on Xue Ren's forehead, and blood beads flowed out of it and rolled on Xue Ren's forehead in a specific line.

Inside the sacrificial ground, the white silk threads began to evaporate a series of gray-black mist, as if they had been corroded.

Seeing this, although they were also very angry, Xue Ren's soul had already broken free, and without the creator's restraint on Xue Ren, they had no way to compete with Xue Ren. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Looking for the Flower Spirit Claw Book House" for free for the first time.