"My dear brother, according to what you say, I'm just a seed of that person, just a weapon?" Ruo Yiqian raised his head from Ruo Yichen's arms, looked at Ruo Yichen and said.

When Ruo Yichen heard this, he touched Ruo Yiqian's head and said, "Yes, because you are a hybrid of the three clans, you are the best weapon to resist the Dark God and the Demon God." ”

Ruo Yiqian smiled and listened to Ruo Yichen's explanation, and his heart was mmp.

Shit biological father.

Spicy Chicken.

Scumbag.

Ruo Yiqian was suddenly disgusted, and the original owner's body flowed with that person's blood.

"What about you? Aren't you his weapon? Ruo Yiqian broke free from Ruo Yichen's embrace, stood a few steps to the side, and looked up and asked.

Ruo Yichen is very tall, about 190cm+, and it is very difficult for Ruo Yishallow to raise his head and look at him.

Ruo Yichen heard Ruo Yiqian ask this, and a sarcastic smile bloomed on his lips.

"I'm just a weapon that's not perfect."

The evening breeze stirred the branches of the trees and made a rustling sound.

A huge cross stands in front of a cemetery.

Ruo Yiqian sat on a cross that was eight meters high and looked down on all the graves in the cemetery.

She is already a person who lives and dies once, and in the face of so many graves, her heart has no waves.

This cemetery is full of all the bloods who have died for different reasons, and the surrounding environment is pitch black, creating a feeling of oppression, with the occasional crow resting on several graves.

Ruo Yichen stood under the cross and raised his right hand, and a burning blood-colored flame was held in his hand, illuminating the surrounding environment.

"Found it."

Suddenly, Ruo Yichen raised his head and said to the expressionless Ruo Yiqian.

Ruo Yiqian heard this, jumped down from the cross, and landed firmly beside Ruo Yichen, and then Ruo Yichen held her right hand tightly, and then the two walked into the cemetery together.

Walking through the graves, they came to the most inconspicuous grave in the far corner of the cemetery.

A few words can be faintly seen on the somewhat broken tombstone in front of the grave, which reads: Tomb of Josie Kajerin.

Ruo Yiqian raised her eyebrows, but she didn't know that the original owner actually had a surname.

"Brother." If a shallow suddenly opened his mouth, he called Ruo Yichen.

"Huh? What's wrong? Ruo Yichen asked, thinking that Ruo Yiqian was nervous.

"There's actually nothing in this tomb." Ruo Yiqian raised his left hand, and suddenly, a purple flame appeared in the palm of his hand, which was even bigger than the flame in Ruo Yichen's hand.

Ruo Yichen heard Ruo Yiqian say this, but he was silent.

Ruo Yi, who didn't wait for an answer, suddenly smiled.

"Hee...... So, can I destroy him? Ruo Yiqian raised his face and looked at Ruo Yichen, the smile on his face was very strange reflected by the purple flames.

Ruo Yichen squirmed his lower lip, and finally, after some ideological struggle, Ruo Yichen grinned.

"Okay."

If Yichen's voice does not fall, if Yiqian lets go of Ruoyichen's hand and mobilizes the magic hidden in his body.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the grave in front of the two had been blasted out of a large crater, and a large amount of thick green smoke slowly emerged from the pit.

Just when Ruo Yiqian was about to exclaim refreshment, Ruo Yichen suddenly blocked her body with a cloak.

Suddenly, the sound of stones shattering rang out in all directions.

Ruo Yiqian felt a slight tremor in Ruo Yichen's body, so he frowned and looked out from the gap in Ruo Yichen's cloak, and his eyes widened at this look.