"Yu, the virtue of leaving the fire. White, the meaning of Jinge. In the fifth year of the first emperor, he leveled northern Xinjiang and killed millions of people on the border. In October, Tongyang flowed fire, burned to the Liao River on the seventh day, the first emperor then built a deer cutting platform, sealed the desolate beast in the realm of five crystals of Sumeru, grabbed and burned the blood, broke the horns of the head, and established the alliance of melting blood. The following year, the northern frontier was the king's land. The emperor took the stage in the wind, stroked the sword and looked around, saying: I am the only one in the eight directions, and I am the only one in the world. —— "Yu Dian: The First Emperor Benji"

Bai Shaoxian actually didn't move, but the blood and qi rolled above his head, gradually condensing into undulating mountains, and then bending and stretching like new branches of old trees.

"Ah, it's fire coral!" Sugawara sat a pair of twin dolls sitting next to him, both wearing ponytails, but one to the left and the other to the right. The left ponytail saw the red horns growing on Bai Shaoxian's head, which were not like the fire coral in the extreme home sea, and couldn't help but scream.

"Burning blood, the blood of the ancestors that has not appeared for a hundred years!" Ignoring the exclamation of the innocent little girl, a dying old prince of the Bai clan suddenly burst into tears, and he no longer cared about his usual reserved demeanor, stumbled to the center of the main hall, and knelt down to the emperor who was sitting on the ninth-order dragon wall, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, this is the Crimson Jiaoge! The boiling holy blood of the ancestor of Da Yu!" After speaking, he actually leaned on the ground and cried bitterly.

This old prince, who has passed his old age, is the longest person in the Bai clan now, the last time he saw Tongyun with his own eyes was seventy years ago, mortals can hardly avoid the heavenly path star track of the cycle of prosperity and decline, even the Bai clan that dominates the world is also facing the crisis of weak blood. In the 800 years since the founding of the country, the burning blood has been cut off three times, and this time it was nearly a hundred years before the "Crimson Jiaoge" was reunited.

"Well, I know!" Emperor Xiyu's light voice came from above.

The old prince was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized that the emperor must have known that Bai Yue's young son had pure blood, so he would try his best to match the marriage between the little princess and the ugly young man. Although Bai Yue is a Wan Qilang and the grandson of Emperor Bai Cao IX, but in the past eight hundred years, the Bai family has already become a giant tree that covers the sky and the sun. As a branch of the Bai family, Bai Yue's lineage and Dayu's orthodox royal family have been as weak as spider silk, so Bai Shaoxian and Bai Qiyue's marriage is not suspicious of disturbing the usual.

"It's the old minister who lost his temper, and he will punish himself with three cups when he returns to the table. After speaking, the old prince returned to the low case, picked up a bottle full of spirits, and lowered his head. Everyone was worried that the old prince was old and that he might hurt himself by drinking, but the old sect master of the Bai clan temple was extremely drunk, and he actually had to add wine after drinking three bottles, and was finally persuaded by the children and grandchildren behind him.

Bai Shaoxian was in pain now, a rush of invasion and bloodthirstiness, like a red tide with waves, constantly slapping his divine sense. The blood seemed to be burning out, and the sea of qi seemed to be boiling into smoke, and he longed for a rain of blood to moisten his body that was about to wither and crack.

The ugly tiger raised his head and opened his demonic red pupils, and the blood-soaked clouds suddenly scattered towards everyone present.

When everyone was attracting attention for the old prince's crying and kneeling and laughing, Meng Yiwei stared at the thin young man on the stage tightly, and when he found Tongyun's abnormality, he immediately pulled Qin Boji's cuffs and pointed him to look.

"Oh ho, the situation is not right, this Bai boy doesn't seem to be able to control the power of mad blood, not only does his soul not dominate the bloodline, but is eaten by the bloodline, he wants to extract the qi and blood of everyone present to replenish the huge deficit in the body, don't let Tongyun come into contact with ordinary people. Qin Boji also learned about the origin of the burning bloodline in the records of the academy, and also carefully studied and deliberated, in his opinion, this Bai clan's holy blood might as well be called the mad blood of the desolate beast, not like a treasure, but a chicken rib. If the divine consciousness does not enter the subtle state, the body does not reach the mountain, and the essence does not enter the void, it will not be able to suppress the manic qi in the beast's blood at all, and it will not be enough to replenish the lack of qi and blood brought about by the burning of the blood. However, if a martial artist's divine sense, physique, and essence have reached the realm of Xiwei, Fushan, and Hanxu respectively, not to mention the achievement of land immortals, he is also the only ten people in the world!

Having said that, although Bai Shaoxian is brave in the three armies, but after all, he is only a young master in the middle of the second grade, and now he is bent on igniting crazy blood, scattering clouds, and barely condensing the "Crimson Jiaoge", but gradually losing control of his power, not so much that Bai Shaoxian at this time is a humanoid wild beast, it is better to say that it is similar to a wild beast turned into a human, because the beast nature in the blood has replaced the reason in the soul.

Tongyun drifted around the hall little by little, Sugawara Qiongzi was thinking about how to stop Xiaobi at this time, although she didn't know martial arts, but from the short and thin boy opposite Yokozuna, she could feel a suffocating sense of oppression. As she was measuring the words, a warm sweet fragrance suddenly poured into the tip of her nose, and her whole body couldn't help but warm up, and her thoughts became illusory, and she felt like she was soaking in the volcanic spring of her hometown, and she didn't want to move her fingers lazily.

When the ordinary people who did not have martial arts cultivation were inadvertently inhaled a little Tongyun and were about to gradually get lost in the dream, a crisp sound of "dang~" came from the bell next to Huaqing Pool. It turned out that the old musician had secretly drunk a few glasses of wine, his fingers were soft and weak, and as soon as he raised the sleeves of his robe, the bell hammer was gently taken out of his hand, and it happened to strike on the small wall clock on the right side of the middle row.

The sound of the bell was like a cold mountain spring sprinkled on her face, Sugawara Qiongzi suddenly came to her senses, and looked around, many of the guests were at a loss, obviously just out of the confusion.

Looking at the bronze bird platform again, I don't know when there was one more person, the burly body stood in front of the evil young man, just blocking Qiongzi's sight, the two faced each other, I don't know what the situation was.

Before the bell rang, Bai Yue drank the last drop of wine in the pot. After the bell rang, he was already standing opposite the young son.

The rolling blood and qi clouds automatically swept away when they touched Bai Yue's long hair, just like the mist met the majestic green mountains.

Bai Yue stretched out his right hand, picked up an index finger, and tapped it on the forehead of the young son, and the Tongyun, which had spread nearly ten zhang, returned to Bai Shaoxian's limbs like a whale sucking a cow.

"It's not just a mountain! It must be the finger of the hand! Hey, the fifth in the world!" Qin Boji, who saw this strange scene, couldn't help but sigh.

Turning Tongyun into qi and blood to hit the young son's body again, Bai Yue called in a low voice again, "Cat, wake up!", and the blood shadow in the young man's eyes faded.

After doing this, Bai Yue turned around and walked towards the stage, and took two steps only to find that his son did not follow. When he looked back, he found that his son was still staring at the island warrior who was already paralyzed on the ground and struggling on his own, his eyes were not murderous, but they were full of strong fighting intent. Bai Yue knew why, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Sick cat, don't fight, I'm very happy now, and you will be allowed to look at me from afar in the future. Bai Qiyue has been wringing her fingers and biting her lip since the ugly tiger mutation just now, her body trembled slightly, and seeing the blood qi bursting out of Bai Shaoxian's body, Qiyue's eyes suddenly turned red. She and the ugly tiger have played since childhood, Bai Shaoxian has always been sick and thin, she is happy to make fun of "sick cat~, sick cat~", and the silent and cold teenager will always show two smirks to him, "hehe", indicating that he is also very happy!

Since when did she start to hate sick cats? Bai Qiyue thought, yes, since her father's marriage in March, she regarded the sick cat as her best playmate, but she never thought of marrying him. After all, a sick cat is still an ugly tiger, and although she doesn't mind his appearance, she can't stand the sneers and white eyes of others. The little seventh princess has the best face, everyone knows this!

But today's Quetai Xiaobi makes her reflect on her face, is it really more important than everything? more important than accompanying her sick cat since childhood? more important than always protecting her ugly tiger? more important than dealing with her sarcastic "hehe" smirk?

Bai Qiyue then stared at the reddish eyes, pouted his bright little mouth, and shouted to the thin young man on the stage: You are allowed to look at me from afar in the future!

Bai Shaoxian really stopped staring at the young man Yokozuna who had barely stood up over there, turned around and smirked twice at Bai Qiyue, and then when Bai Qiyue secretly wiped his tears, he walked down the Tongque Platform with his father, staggering.

"This game, Ping!" The voice on the ninth-order dragon wall came, and the emperor made the final decision!