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In the hall of the ancestral hall, there is a large long table that runs through the east and west, and there are dense tablets on the table, which exude a faint light under the illumination of the night pearl, which is simple and solemn.

Twilight walked around the long table, her eyes slowly surveying the tablet, and from the newer tablet of the first order, the higher she went, the more virtuous the head of the clan.

These tablets are indeed some years old.

If you look into it, you may be able to go back to a very old age.

At that time, Twilight had not yet been born.

Twilight had seen some names in ancient books and vaguely remembered their origins, but when she looked above the long table, there were names she hadn't even seen before.

Suddenly, the delicate and beautiful eyes were slightly stunned, and they stopped for a moment, and the deep eyes were covered with silver threads.

Twilight's gaze fell on the wooden plaque, and when she looked closely, she seemed to see something.

"Bian Qiu, come in." She commanded.

"Yes, master." There was a light gust of wind, no one was in sight, and the feud had already appeared on the twilight side.

"There's something up there, you go get it." Twilight pointed to a place with extremely dark light and pointed out the direction to Bian Qiu, and she was extra careful to instruct, "Don't disturb others." ”

"Yes, don't worry, master." Bian Qiu glanced at the top of the long table, calculated the distance, jumped over, stepped on the pillar, and climbed up from the pillar.

Bian Qiu finds the extremely hidden mysterious object and gives it to Twilight, which looks like a scroll.

The outside of the scroll was wrapped in an oiled paper cloth, and it seemed that it was worried that the contents would be soaked with water, so it was wrapped very tightly.

Heavy dust had accumulated on the outside of the oiled paper cloth, which should have been hidden for a long time, but fortunately, the quality of the wrapping was good and it did not damage the contents inside.

Twilight shook off the dust, opened the outer shroud, and looked closely, and sure enough, it was a scroll.

The scroll is filled with dense small characters, all of which are written in ancient times.

Bian Qiu didn't recognize it.

Twilight only knew more than half of it.

However, as the pages of the scroll go down, the words begin to change, gradually becoming abbreviated, and finally, slowly changing the words that Twilight fully understands.

From the second half of the scroll, Twilight is completely certain that the scroll is an ancient merman genealogy.

In fact, in the eyes of outsiders, the mermaids are a very large group, but in fact, this is not the case.

The mermaids themselves are just a group of people.

Whether it is the reproduction of one's own life or the life of an alien, it is only to join this group, not to create another family.

Therefore, the merman clan does not have many different families, but one family is widely dispersed.

However, if one day he dies, unless he dies uncontrollably, he will swim back to his family in advance and sleep under the ancient and mysterious water with the elders of the family.

The names of the people on the wooden plaques and their life experiences were recorded in the scrolls, but this abruptly ended more than 400 years ago.

And, on the last page of the genealogy, there is a self-account called 'Sibu'.

In the account, Sibu claims that 'the situation has now come to an existential moment, and the Sharks are about to usher in the darkest night'.

Twilight naturally didn't know what happened to this ancient nation more than four hundred years ago, but it must be a cruel reality that would make the person in charge of guarding this ancestral hall write such serious words.

Sibu's account is only one page, and his handwriting is hurried and flustered, and the content can be summarized simply: someone broke into their homeland and forcibly took their people.

As for those who could not be taken away, they were all killed, and not a single one was left alive.

Sibu is also one of them.

He said that the door of the ancestral hall was about to be washed open, and his life would come to an end, but he would definitely protect the genealogy, and if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely be able to wait for someone destined to avenge his people, take his people out of the abyss of the sea of blood, return to this ancient water, and enjoy the peace of life.

After reading the genealogy, Twilight guesses that Sibu must have been killed.

If it is such a person who has great righteousness in his heart, he will definitely not bow down to the enemy when disaster comes, and be willing to be a son of a cow.

It's a pity.

After Sibu left, no one was able to put his tablet on the long table and rest with his ancestors.

Twilight and Bian Qiu looked around the long table again, but they didn't find anything more, and prepared to leave.

At this time, the entire realm suddenly shook violently, and water droplets were faintly seeping down.

Yunguang stood in front of the courtyard and said, "Master, it's not good. Those people came down. ”

"All come in and take refuge." Twilight commanded.

Yunguang and the others immediately closed the door of the ancestral hall and came to the ancestral hall.

Twilight glanced at the huge tablet table, bowed slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I was rude today, but in the future, I will definitely find justice for you." ”

With that, Twilight jumped onto the beams of the ancestral hall and ducked to the dark rooftop.

Others followed suit and found hiding in the neighborhood.

As soon as everyone took refuge, the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open from the outside.

Bands of Faceless Ghost armies jumped in from the outside, pouring into the ancestral hall and courtyard according to their ranks.

They formed a neat line and stood firm in the courtyard before slowly sitting down.

Their posture resembles that of a monk, with their hands on their knees, and their faces without facial features look very terrifying, but only the corners of their mouths are curved upward.

These people seem to be laughing, and when they laugh, they make an extremely small sound in their throats.

Twilight knew that it was the beautiful singing voice of the merman clan.

Perhaps, these poor children are paying tribute to their ancestors in their own way, washing their fragile hearts stained with blood.

The Faceless Ghost Army didn't notice Twilight and the others, they just sat quietly in the courtyard, not eating, drinking, or speaking.

Just singing so quietly, hoarse and low precious singing.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was extraordinarily long.

The place where Suyi was hiding was not good, she moved to the side, and suddenly, a white hair was torn off and fell down.

She reached out and grabbed it, her hair slipping from between her fingers and falling onto the head of one of the Faceless Warriors.

The Faceless Army moved his shoulders, and the corners of his mouth curled upwards froze.

He looked up and looked in the direction where Suyi was.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became tense, as if I could hear the cold wind blowing through my ears.

Qingyi grabbed Su Yi and hid in a safer place, avoiding the stalking of the faceless ghost army, for fear of exposing the target of the two people.

Although they are all blood clansmen with very strong combat effectiveness, no one does not understand the truth of being outnumbered.