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Yue Wufeng could feel that this blood-colored ball of light had its own rhythm like a human heart, and it seemed that a large number of points of light had gathered between breaths, and those points of light were arranged around it in an extremely orderly manner, gradually forming a familiar pattern.

Yue Wufeng opened his mouth slightly, this pattern was extremely familiar to him, since he was able to use the power of the dragon spirit, he had seen this pattern thousands of times even in his dreams.

Diagram of the dragon python!

In other words, it is a miniature version of the very similar Emperor Dragon Spirit!

According to legend, the royal family of the Hanhai Empire is the extremely thin dragon bloodline, the dragon is between the dragon and the python, but it is an extremely rare existence on the continent today, and the turtle of the Jiuyun Empire and the golden crow of the Nanke Empire are called the three strongest bloodlines in the mainland.

The blood-colored ball of light shook for a while, and the diagram of the dragon python also changed.

Yue Wufeng was still sitting cross-legged, as if looking up at the vast starry sky, looking at this magical scene, it seemed that Hai Qin'er should have come to this point.

The blood-colored ball of light vibrated even more violently, and with a brilliant brilliance, a wisp of blue smoke gradually drifted out, and then transformed into a familiar form.

"Mother!"

Yue Wufeng opened his mouth and shouted in a choked voice.

Yue Wufeng couldn't help it anymore, and stood up busily, the form that the wisp of smoke conjured up was none other than his mother, Hai Ling'er.

Hailing'er is still as radiant as it was back then, as if she has not experienced any years of suffering.

She looked at Yue Wufeng, who had grown up, very charitably, and gently reached out a hand and touched the big man who was already a little tear-stained, and now Yue Wufeng is no longer the child of the past, a teenager who has not yet grown up.

"Feng'er, I'm glad to see what you look like when you grow up, all these years, I haven't been by your side all these years, will you blame my mother?"

The warm words were like a thousand times in a dream, which made Deyue Wufeng burst into tears.

Yue Wufeng knew that this was probably just the last residual thought left by Hailing'er, and the residual thought was a residual thought after all, and it would always dissipate between heaven and earth.

"No, the child has never blamed his mother, I hurt you!"

"If I hadn't been so young and ignorant, if I hadn't had so much desire for power, you wouldn't have left me like that!"

Yue Wufeng almost cried out, and he had not cried a few times in his life, but this time was the most sad and tearful.

"Silly boy, even if I don't give you the power of essence, I can't take another half step, and you are all my mother's hope!" Hai Ling'er said meaningfully.

Yue Wufeng seemed to be a little ignorant, he didn't know the meaning of Hai Ling'er's words, what made Hai Ling'er give up everything, even give up cultivation, and even life, to fulfill his bloody impulse when he was young?

Hai Ling'er rolled her eyes, glanced at the surrounding space, and seemed to be a little relieved: "You have finally come here, here, there is a gift left by your mother!"

"Gift?" Yue Wufeng frowned, he had no idea what Hai Ling'er was talking about.

"I used to be here when I was younger, and the most wonderful thing happened to me!"

After that, Hai Ling'er smiled at the corner of her mouth, and she conjured up a conch, put it to her mouth, and slowly blew it.

Not all conch shells can make sounds, which is almost unattainable, but the sound of any conch is said to awaken the resonance of the deepest part of the sea and hit the heart.

The sound played by Hai Ling'er was the best natural sound that Yue Wufeng had ever heard in his life, and in his impression, it seemed that when he was very young, he saw his father and mother sitting at the highest place of the palace, snuggling up to each other, playing this heavenly sound.

How enviable that is!

Gradually, with the sound of the sea bells, this originally homogeneous space suddenly distorted a little, and a sound that seemed to span thousands of years resounded in this space.

"Xiao Ling'er, are you calling me?"

The voice is vicissitudes and ancient, not like the human voice, but more like trying to imitate.

Hai Ling'er glanced at Yue Wufeng sweetly, and then her eyes moved slightly, and the conch gently left her mouth, looking at the endless starry space, and the voice that seemed to hit her heart echoed in this space.

"Grandpa Jiaolong, Xiao Ling'er brought the person she wanted to entrust!"

In the distorted space, an old man with white hair and beard slowly walked out, looked at Hai Ling'er and Yue Wufeng, and peeked up and down Yue Wufeng as if he was scrutinizing.

Just this glance made Deyue Wufeng feel that his whole body was seen through.

"Xiao Ling'er, this kid is not as qualified as you were back then!" the old man sighed.

The conjured Hailing's remnant thoughts, her delicate body moved, and a silver bell-like but not gentle voice sounded, "Grandpa Jiaolong, I said at the beginning, this kind of thing to be a hero, my little woman doesn't dare to be a hero, Wufeng is my child, and he is also a man who stands up to the sky, I believe that as long as Grandpa Jiaolong is willing, he will be able to inherit the mantle and become a hero who can truly defend Hanhai!"

"However, there is another bloodline in his body, can he shoulder the responsibility of defending Hanhai?" the old man questioned.

Hai Ling'er understood the old man's worries, called Yue Wufeng over, and said leisurely: "Wufeng, this continent has been calm for too long, I believe that it will not be long before the trend of the three empires standing on their feet will be broken, and then there will inevitably be a resurgence of smoke, as one of the three major empires, the Hanhai Empire undoubtedly pinned the hopes of many living beings, my mother hopes that you can defend the land of Hanhai and bring everyone the hope of peace, can you do it?"

Yue Wufeng smiled helplessly, "Mother, but I have nothing to do with the Hanhai Imperial Family, even if I am willing, how can the Hanhai Empire pin its hopes on me!"

Hai Ling'er and the old man glanced at each other, but there was no sign of worry, and the old man spoke, "Young man, do you know who I am?"

Yue Wufeng shook his head, this old man seemed to be much older than her mother, and even her mother called him Grandpa Jiaolong, could it be the ancestor of the Hanhai Empire?

The old man looked at Hai Ling'er dotingly, "You have done a good job of keeping it secret!"

Then he said: "I am the guardian spirit of the Hanhai Imperial Family, Jiaolong!"

Yue Wufeng suddenly realized, it turned out that the person standing in front of him was not a person, but the spirit of the dragon, no wonder he was able to live through the years and survive in such a confined space.

"Back then, it was your mother who woke me up, but she said that she couldn't bear such a great honor as a woman, and when she found someone who could be trusted, she would guide him here, yes, for so many years, I have never reappeared, just kept the agreement with Xiao Ling'er, boy, although you have the power of Xiao Ling'er's essence and blood in your body, but after all, it is not complete, the power of Xiao Ling'er's blood back then is very compatible with me, and now, you can only be regarded as barely strong!"

Hearing the spirit of the dragon say this, Yue Wufeng's perennial cultivation in the military camp was unwilling to admit defeat, "Lingzun, no matter how powerful the strength is, only the most tenacious heart can match, I believe that where the heart is going, is where the thought is!" (To be continued.) )