Heavenly Father has so many heirs in his life, but only a small part of the people who can make him remember his name, except for concubines, there are not a few who have had a night of dew. Those women who can't see the light are not allowed to step into the palace for the rest of their lives, so there is also the idea of illegitimate children. They have the blood of the Heavenly Father and the royal family in their bodies, but they have not enjoyed the slightest royal honor, they are really princes, but they live an inferior life.

Such an ordinary and mediocre life often ends after a special mission, and the man in white has waited for many years to finally wait for this day. It's ridiculous that this opportunity was not given to him by his titular father, but by a person who was indifferent and unrelated by blood. The man in white didn't even know his name, but it didn't matter, the man's appearance was very recognizable, he was a dwarf.

"Is it worth it?" asked Runjun seriously, looking at the unknown bastard.

He didn't understand, what was more important than his life, and with his life as a bargaining chip, could it be that he could exchange it for something more valuable? Even if there were, what was the use of not being blessed? The bastard son sacrificed his blood and released a [seal] that was enough to suppress the bronze ancient sword, and his blood would not stop until the bronze ancient sword weakened to a certain extent, because as soon as the blood stopped, the seal would be lifted.

"Things are relative, and different starting points and angles will naturally lead to different ideas. The bastard let the blood flow in his chest, his eyes more determined than his tone, "You are not me, how can you understand." ”

"What's your name?" asked Runjun suddenly.

The bastard asked, "What's the name of your sword?"

"My sword has no name. "Runjun is telling the truth.

"I don't have a name either. The bastard said immediately.

Runjun shook his head and said, "I don't believe it. ”

"I hated old names, especially the lowly ones. At this time, the bastard's face began to seep blood, like a red veil, full of mystery.

Runjun smiled, thought for a while, and said solemnly, "You can't kill me like this." ”

"I didn't say I was going to kill you. The rapid loss of blood made him feel a little cold, but when he thought of the honor at his fingertips, his spirit lifted a little, "I don't dare to be so big, you are the thirty-second prince, the real king of the Western Realm." ”

The scarlet incantation soaked into the sword body, and the bronze ancient sword hummed continuously, and Runjun communicated with the sword's thoughts, and also suffered the pain from the sword. Over the years, he has been cultivating the sword Daoming Sword Heart, and the Holy Queen told him to focus, so that the practice is twice the result with half the effort, but it has also led to unavoidable drawbacks. His strength comes from the sword, and without it he is nothing.

Runjun suddenly realized that no matter how powerful he was, he was still subject to the Holy Queen, because his sword was given by the Holy Queen, and there was naturally a back hand there. This seal is the preparation of the Holy Queen, in case he rebels one day, he can sacrifice the seal and abolish the ancient sword. However, the real situation at the moment is that he has only returned to the Western Realm, which has already caused the Holy Queen to bottom out.

"You're not going to kill me?" Runjun felt inexplicable, he lowered his eyes to look at the pool of blood on the ground, pouted, and said, "Then what are you doing here?" disgusting me?"

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Of course, Zhan Tao remembered where the knife came from, to be precise, he picked it up, from an artificial lake. All along, he has been using this knife, not for anything else, because the knife is very sharp and easy to use. He has checked the origin of the knife, and there are many speculations about it, but none of them have been confirmed by strong evidence. The only thing that is certain, though, is that his sword comes from heaven. And the firewood knife, which is also not good-looking, is probably inextricably linked to it.

The Holy Queen was a little surprised, this chai knife is one of the few short soldiers among her many divine blades, she is actually not used to hand-to-hand combat, elegant and accurate release of spiritual power, is a high-level combat mode that she is keen to believe in. This kind of thing is enough to prove that she attaches great importance to Zhantao, or in other words, she is cautious about the people behind Zhantao.

The Holy Queen's movements were fast, and Zhan Tao's body could barely keep up, although it was a little difficult, but he managed to dodge some deadly attacks. However, the pain of the body and skin constantly reminds Zhan Tao that this matter is not so simple. No, why are you still injured even if you have avoided it? After a few back and forth, I couldn't help but think about it, his sleeves and chest had been cut into tatters, like some long pieces of paper hanging on his body.

The people of the Celestial Clan believe in the way of the sword, and are proud of wearing the famous sword, but the Holy Queen is not, she loves to collect divine weapons, this knife is called [Firewood], which is a relic of the old people in the past. This blade has its own psychic circuit, with melee burn ability, suitable for hand-to-hand combat attrition. Zhan Tao's physical strength was quickly consumed, and he gasped slightly, adjusting the rhythm of his breathing while staring at the actions of the Empress Wen Rensheng.

The Pope made a move, and the green fluorescence swept through the majestic life energy, frantically pouring into Zhan Tao's body, like a whale swallowing. With its powerful healing power, it quickly regenerates new cortical tissue, and the scar disappears and the skin is smooth, and it is even healthier than before the injury. Zhan Tao only felt that the fighting spirit was high and the spirit was high, thinking that it was the Pope's miraculous method, which played a certain auxiliary and radical role.

So, Zhan Tao regained his energy and used more than ten swords one after another. At that time, the heavens and the earth changed color, the sword intent was overwhelming, and the wind and clouds were stirring. Zhan Tao's heart moved, calling a "sword", and then a fiery cloud flew from the sky, the red cloud was like a raging fire, it was very urgent, and when it came, it scraped a long mark in the sky, like a sword.

It is indeed a sword, its name [Liaoyuan], created by the middle-aged sword fairy of the Zhou people, at that time when the sword fairy spring breeze was proud of its reputation, so this is a sword with great momentum. This sword has a great loss of spiritual power, and the previous ten swords are used as a foreshadowing, and this set has almost exhausted ninety percent of Zhantao's spiritual power.

The fiery clouds were depressed, the air pressure was high, the temperature rose sharply, the sand and rocks were flying, and as it was infinitely close to the ground, the Pope was not idle, plucking three leaves and throwing them into the clouds. This action is a bit like feeding fish, but how can there be fish in the clouds, only many swords will be hidden.

Where did the dozen or so swords go before?

The answer is obvious, it's all in the cloud.

What does it mean to be fully comprehended? It is not to turn a few moves into one move, nor to turn old moves into new moves, but to make moves within moves. For example, in the sword [Liaoyuan] of Zhantao, there are a full sixteen swords. In this way, the Holy Queen can't be broken one by one, she needs to solve the sixteen swords at the same time, and of course, there is also the [Liaoyuan], that is the biggest trouble.

The holy queen is retreating, and the huge fire stream is swooping in, like a sea of fire, the so-called sword fires the plain, and Rao is the holy queen has no choice but to avoid the edge temporarily. A pair of phoenix wings spread out in the image of the sky fire, extremely beautiful and murderous, after taking nineteen steps back, the holy queen stood still, spread her hands, and opened her arms.

Of course, it wasn't a hug or expectation, but a door appeared in front of her, and judging by the pattern of the door, it should be a cabinet door.