Chapter 1025: Can't Talk

"Hermes, I'm interested in what you're proposing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info just don't know if I can make a offer for you to leave this alone? ā€

The purple-haired woman was holding the long hair draped over her shoulders with her hands, and a pair of charming eyes kept secretly sending autumn waves to him.

"Ahem, ahem..., this one! I'm not the only one who has the final say, I'll have to ask the two next to me. Hermes coughed lightly, she didn't expect this Bloodline woman to be so bold.

"Hermes, does this still need to be discussed? Naturally no! The blood clan belongs to the dark forces, we belong to the light side, and we have different positions, how can we be in the same stream? ā€

Apollo righteously rejected the purple-haired woman's proposal, leaving no room for negotiation.

Apollo's attitude made the people on the side of the Holy Court breathe a sigh of relief, and they were really afraid that the people of the Holy Court would side with the Blood Clan. Although the two sides belong to the same camp, due to the relationship of interests, there are still a lot of small frictions in private.

The purple-haired woman's expression didn't change much, so much so that she glared at Hermes angrily, and even skipped Apollo directly.

Now she can be sure that the Oriental man standing next to Apollo is the crux of the whole problem.

The people of the Holy Court have intersections with him, and the people of the Holy Land also have intersections with him, is he a saint? Always associated with the word "holy".

"Hello, this handsome guy! What is your name? Welcome to Seagull Continent, you can call me Zisha. ā€

Di Ming was unmoved by her flattery, and replied seriously: "Hello, my name is Di Ming." I'm curious, how did you, a Western woman, come up with an antique oriental name? ā€

"Hee-hee, this is what I gave myself. Although my father didn't like it, I thought it was a good name. Purple is my favorite color, and Sha is the abbreviation of my old name. Zisha sounds so intoxicating. ā€

"Alright! Your name is indeed very easy to remember, and it reminds me of a purple clay pot. ā€

"Purple clay pot? You are such a puddle that you think of me as a teapot, isn't Miss Ben as a beautiful vase? ā€

Di Ming was dumbfounded for a while, talking to girls has always been his weakness. He just said it in passing, he didn't expect to provoke her so much anger.

"Hahaha," Apollo laughed out loud, he really felt that he had to give this nephew a good lesson.

"Apollo, are you laughing at me?" Zisha's face showed an angry face, her beauty was not allowed to be the laughing stock of others.

"Zisha, uncle, he didn't laugh at you, he was laughing at me."

Di Ming, who was in a trance for a while, came out with a sentence without going through his brain. However, after saying this, Di Ming regretted it, why did he make such a big mistake?

Uncle? Whether it was the Holy Court side or the Blood Clan's side, after hearing Di Ming's words, they immediately showed a very exaggerated demeanor, and that image simply subverted the past.

This news is so shocking! There are indeed demigods in the Sanctuary, descendants of gods and mortals. But as time passed, in modern times, the demigods were almost extinct.

But who would have thought that today, in front of their eyes, there would be a demigod standing alive. And he was also the nephew of the powerful Apollo.

Who was Apollo? If Emperor Ming, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus, was really the nephew of Apollo, who would his mother be? Apollo had a lot of sisters.

"What's wrong with me recognizing an uncle? Can't the Easterners recognize the gods of the West as their uncles? No, I can start it! ā€

A loud shout broke the silence. Everyone was pulled back to reality by Di Ming's exclamation.

"I'll just say, how could he be Apollo's nephew? It turned out to be recognized. Lyle stroked his chest, a faint smile on his face.

The other two, like Lyle, accepted what Timin had said. But there was no look of relief on Jiang Linxi's face, and only he knew what kind of friend he had made.

On the side of the blood clan, Zisha frowned slightly, and she didn't know whether to believe Di Ming's words or not.

"That's it! Let's just let this little episode pass! Isn't it possible to sit on the floor and discuss it? Di Ming, this kid, originally wanted to recognize me as an uncle, but who made me inferior in skills, so I had to give up this title to Apollo. ā€

"Thank you." Timin thanked Hermes from the bottom of his heart.

Hermes glanced at Di Ming with his spare eyes and continued, "Zisha, are you still ready to stick to your previous opinion? Now that the situation is clear, I advise you to make a good price and go home quickly! ā€

"Humph! Don't think I'm afraid of you. Your strength is at most quite a second-generation blood clan, and I don't have the certainty of winning one against two, but what if it's three against two? ā€

As soon as the words fell, a cloud of blood mist appeared beside Zisha. Two sturdy figures appeared on Zisha's left and right, protecting her safely in the middle.

The sudden reversal of the situation made the people on the Holy Court side immediately feel the crisis. When it came to the two of Emperor Ming and the Holy Domain, they still maintained a calm and calm look.

"Zisha, you don't think that by adding two helpers, you can save your defeat!" Apollo's expression was pale, and an astonishing battle intent surged from his body, like a sharp sword soaring into the sky.

"Hee-hee, confident and proud Apollo, I'm going to give you a taste of defeat today.

One on each side of the two of you, and I'll take care of the rest. ā€

"Huh" "Huh", the two figures rushed towards Apollo and Hermes respectively, and the aura emanating from them could be discerned, and their rank should be the second generation.

The majesty of the sanctuary is inviolable, and the majesty of the gods is inviolable. Apollo and Hermes also reacted the moment they rushed out.

"Boom" and "boom" sounded twice.

Apollo and one of the Bloods stood in the sky, while Hermes and another Bloodline fought on the lake.

"Zisha, you don't think you alone can handle the five of us!"

Thinking that she was a woman, Di Ming still reminded her kindly.

"Isn't it just one more you? There's no big difference! Zisha replied with a wink and a tongue sticking out.

"Cough", Di Ming coughed. I didn't expect that my handsome and chic and superior strength would be directly ignored, isn't my image bad today?

Seeing Di Ming's strange expression, Zisha felt very strange, but she didn't think much about it. There are many narcissistic people in this world! There is no shortage of him.