Boom, clouds condensed, electric snakes danced, bean-sized raindrops hit the ground, and the sound of rain and wind was endless.

In a trance, bumping, wet, cold, and a little bit of temperature wrapped around me.

Lin Zhengyang has dived into the bottom of his memory and looked back on Chen Hong's life experience.

"It's ·········· Carried in someone's arms? ”

groggy and seems to have caught a cold··········

Lin Zhengyang felt that this belonged to the physique of a baby.

"This should have been just born, being held by someone, running wild in the rainy night, it seems that something is wrong·······"

His ears were filled with the whistling of the wind and the thunder that exploded in his ears from time to time.

"Allah Ahu ········"

Unknown language, it seems that someone is chasing outside.

"Someone is chasing, it's not the official dialect of Da Chu, it's the dialect of a certain place?"

In this illusion, all the feelings that Chen Hong experienced at the beginning will be repeated, including some sounds and touches that he may have inadvertently recorded at that time.

It's a pity that it seems that because of a severe cold, Chen Hong is in a very bad state at this time, and Lin Zhengyang can't tell what the other party said.

Holding Chen Hong at this time, it seems to be a woman, she doesn't know how many heels she fell on a rainy night, and how far she ran.

"Fast forward—"

Lin Zhengyang's consciousness commanded so.

As a result, the surrounding images and sounds sped up thousands of times, and then soon the next day.

He had been rescued and had come to a large ship.

Chen Hong, who had a severe cold, couldn't open his eyes anymore, and was only able to listen to one ear occasionally.

"Master Hou, that indigenous woman has been executed, this baby, in the end, still has half of the Chen family's bloodline, do you want to stay?"

Then came the voice of a young man:

"This little beast has the blood of an exotic god, and he can't keep it!"

Then, a third person's voice came:

"Wait, Master Hou, the true monarch fought against the exotic gods, lost away, lost far away from the gods, and consumed too much, if there is a Chen disciple who can contribute his body, when the divine power of the ancestors can descend on the descendants, just like the exotic gods in this land, next time, we will be able to win a big victory!"

"However, not every child of the Chen family has that qualification, and they can receive the ····· of divine power."

“······ This evil seed has such talent? ”

The man's voice hesitated, then asked:

"But this little beast, after all, has half the blood of an exotic god, and Ben Hou is worried about raising tigers········"

"It's said that it's the blood of an exotic god, but it's just a princess of an indigenous city-state who is not favored, and the divine power inherited by the indigenous woman herself is already the third generation, and then to this kid is the fourth generation, the first generation is pure-blood, the second generation is mixed-blood, the third generation is ordinary, and it is almost impossible to awaken the divine power in the fourth generation········ Poor Dao takes a fancy to him because he has some qi. ”

"The number of gas?"

"My Chen family discovered the New World, took root here, migrated the people, multiplied, but was not allowed to marry the natives, but at this time, there were children of the side branch and the indigenous princess gave birth to this son, the timing is very ingenious, the poor Taoist heart has a feeling, a variety of coincidences, this has caused a special number of qi."

"As I expected, in the future, I will be able to use this son as a pioneer, and I will be able to break the indigenous city-state, and I will be able to defeat it, but the Hou Ye needs to be wronged, before the time is ripe, use my strategy to strengthen his life, and when the time is ripe, I will then attract the divine power of the true monarch and shape this kid into a weapon, and the Chen family is expected to build a country at that time."

"How to train him?"

"There's no need to bother, just give him the title of a son, don't give real power, hold him, raise him, let him live a prosperous life for sixteen years, and after sixteen years, he will be full of energy, just in response to the Chen family's sweeping down of the natives, not such a person with a strange life, not a person with the blood of a true monarch and a heretical god at the same time, I'm afraid it is not enough to carry this great responsibility."

The man was silent for a long time before he spat out a sentence:

"Although I am the head of a clan, I can't dictate everything, at least, I have to be a true king·······"

"Hehe······"

"Zhenjun and a number of indigenous gods across the ocean, it has been more than half a year, the reason why it has not been able to achieve a complete victory is because the population moved here is too small, and the provision of offerings is limited, and Dachu is tens of thousands of miles away from here, fighting in the air, and the consumption has doubled, because of this, the progress on land is slow, and now there is such an opportunity for Zhenjun to descend into the human body, and the human power is used as a substitute, just like the sacrifice of the indigenous people······ How can anyone disagree? ”

"Let's go farther, this little beast has the blood of the indigenous god after all, I'm afraid there is a miracle we don't know, maybe we can remember it now·····"

"What Hou Ye said is that the indigenous gods are different from Da Chu, and their bloodlines do have all kinds of magical powers·······"

The voice gradually became softer, but a few people had already walked away.

"Chen Hong's son of this world actually came here like this?!"

"And what about the assassination?"

Lin Zhengyang continued to cast spells to retrace his memory.

············

Bohai Hou Mansion.

Now more than 50 years old Bohai Hou, hair is half white, the face is vicissitudes, but he still does not change the tail flame on the long-term residence, he is wearing a silver python robe, with a sachet around his waist, and is watching the water by the railing in the pavilion.

The bubbling spring is full of white waves, gushing out from the ground, and the clear spring water forms fountains that rush out of the water more than one person high.

Under the sunlight, the water vapor reflects the colorful rainbow light, and the rainbow bridge is bent and erected on the water surface, which is dizzying.

The unknown waterfowl, leisurely waving their wide wings, swooped to the surface from time to time, pierced underwater with its long neck, and then raised its head to hold a crystal whitebait, swallowed in a few bites, and let out a hearty chirp.

Listening to the sound of the spring water flowing slowly and enjoying the scenery in the lake, I unconsciously soothed my mood, cleared my anxiety, and was peaceful and leisurely.

Soon, a man in a small hat in a green coat stepped forward softly and bowed down.

Without looking back, staring at a group of red carp swimming under the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Bohai Hou asked slowly:

"Master Hou, Ping Hong Ping Cui's assassination of the prince failed, and he has committed suicide, and the corpses have been received in the coffin and sent back to their respective homes."

"Uh-huh·········"

Without surprise or joy, Bohai Hou just nodded slightly, and then asked:

"Where's the little brute?"

The subordinate didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with this title, and still replied calmly:

"The prince did not alarm others, and went straight to the east study, and he has not come out yet."

Then there was silence, except for the sound of the lake flowing.

Bohai Hou muttered to himself with confusion:

"This little brute········ Did you perceive something? ”