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It's just that his face is full of horizontal flesh, even if he laughs, he is full of hideous violence, and there is really no sense of joy.

"The boss really expected things like a god, and the butcher war department and they really entered the city. ”

The tone of the subordinate was full of admiration, and he patted the sycophants happily.

"Huh. ”

"Although the butcher war department is powerful, after all, the number of people is too small, and if you encounter a large-scale war department, you will definitely not be pleased. ”

Their leader was obviously aware of this, so he entered the city to take a break from the limelight. ”

"In addition, according to my speculation, this war department is not good at stubble, I am afraid that their origin is not simple, and it is one to enter Buzhou City to avoid the limelight temporarily, and it is also very likely to wait for support!"

Simon Lin shook the wine glass in his hand, and the liquid in the glass became more and more ruddy, as if it were fresh blood.

"Wouldn't that be a tough deal to deal with?"

His subordinates couldn't help but get anxious.

"Haha, don't rush. ”

"It's not just us who are excited about such a big business. ”

"We don't make the first bird, we just make it at the last minute..."

Simon said with a smile.

"By the way, Boss, when the butcher entered the city, he had a conflict with Lan Mo. ”

The subordinates thought of the information from the outpost before, and hurriedly said carefully.

"Lan Mo!"

Simon's brow furrowed suddenly.

For a person with a great reputation like Lan Mo, it is naturally impossible for Ximen Lin not to know.

It's just that Lan Mo was challenged by someone to kick his nose in the face, and he didn't even do it? This is really not his style...

Simon sat up straight, his little eyes narrowed, and he thought silently.

With Lan Mo's strength and power, it is absolutely impossible not to even dare to accept the challenge. The only possibility is that this guy sees something.

It was what he saw that made him feel threatened, and he thought that this battle was completely unbeneficial. Otherwise, Lan Mo's behavior would not make sense at all.

Could it be that this young man who suddenly came out of nowhere was really the inheritor of a certain wealthy family? And the power behind him actually made Lan Mo feel frightened?

At the right time.

Another subordinate came in to give a message.

"Boss, Youzhen has entered the city. ”

Simon came back to his senses, and his eyes couldn't help but light up: "Hehe, it's just right." Then let him test this guy well..."

...

The nightmare was dusty and tired.

After more than a month of hurrying, he looked dusty, even his tenacious nerves were a little unsupportable, you can imagine the hard work of this time.

Originally, if it was just a simple rush, it would not be so tiring. Although the Dire is young, it has always been a hunt for sperm and assassination, and has endured countless training and battles, and is full of resilience.

However, this is not the case.

There were constant wars in the lands along the way, which greatly slowed down his march.

Some battles are battles within spirits, which is better, as long as you are a little careful, you won't get stuck. But some of the battles were between cultivators who broke in through the chaos rifts, and this kind of scene was obviously full of huge risks, and it was easy to break bones.

The Dire had to be careful, careful, and careful.

He has a mission on this trip, and this task is too important, related to the perseverance of generations behind him.

He can't afford not to work hard.

"Is it finally here?"

It's a very remote valley, uninhabited.

Looking around, no one had been here for a long time, and the whole valley was overgrown with a strange weed, dense and dense enough to envelop almost the entire valley.

What's even weirder!

There is no life here, let alone spirits, not even beasts and bugs, quiet as death.

"Oh my God, Throat Sealing Vine. ”

"No wonder there are no creatures anymore. ”

Carefully looking at the weeds, the Dire couldn't help but gasp.

He knew about this weed, which was a rare and highly poisonous plant. It is full of toxins, especially those dense little thorns on the rattan, once it is poked, it will definitely see blood to seal its throat, and it is precisely because of this that it has the name of the throat sealing magic vine.

It is said that even if a strong person of the lieutenant rank is accidentally contaminated, he will definitely lose half his life!

"Looks like this is it!"

The Dire couldn't help but get excited.

Although the Throat Sealing Demon Vine is terrifying, it is also a rather rare treasure that can be sold for a terrifying price in the market. And this remote valley is actually overgrown with this poison ivy, which is obviously not an ordinary Jedi.

Excitement is exciting, but Dire quickly calms down, and his rich combat experience tells him that only by staying calm at all times can he survive to the end!

He took a deep breath and slowly spread out his right hand.

There.

A blood-colored unicorn looks at the sky and the earth.

Rubbed.

The unicorn shines brightly, especially the sharp corners of the forehead, which almost come out of the palm and come to life.

Followed by.

A bright light shot out from the sharp corner, and it plunged into the valley in front of him.

Thundered!

The valley, which was originally dead and unusual, suddenly seemed to be alive, shaking violently. And those dense poison ivy, which had been stationary, burst into a riot in an instant, squirming incessantly at an alarming frequency, and parting to both sides.

Soon.

A trail emerges, in front of the Dire.

He did not hesitate and followed the trail, towards the depths of the valley.

After him, the poison ivy closed again, the path disappeared, and the whole valley became Jedi once again, isolated from the rest of the world.

As you go deeper, there is a hidden cave at its end.

The Dire settled down and burrowed into the cave.

A short walk along, a glowing pool appeared in front of him. The pool was filled with a strange liquid, black as ink, but with a cold glow, and a special fragrance.

"Dire blood..."

"The legend of the Dire clan is really true!"

At this moment, Dire finally believed what his father and grandfather said, and he also experienced for the first time the glory and splendor of this family.

Staring at the endless blood flowing in front of him, he suddenly burst into tears.

Is this all the blood left by the ancestors?

No answer is required.

The violent throbbing of the blood vessels in his body reminded him of the accuracy of this answer!

He shook his head vigorously.

He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.

"Father. ”

"Grandpa. ”

"Ancestors. ”

"I'm with you!"

Muttering to himself, he took a light step and jumped into the pool.

The pitch-black liquid, churning a few times, then fell into an endless silence.

Only the cold light, if there is no time, is more intense!

...

Deep in the desert, the heat is unbearable.

The blazing sun desperately sprinkled the boundless tongue of fire, scorching everything in front of him, as if it was about to ignite.

The air is full of burning smell, and the exhaled air is even more breathing of fire, which makes people crazy.

Fechin was indifferent to all this, and he walked silently in the desert, his expression firm and solemn.

He is not young anymore, he has already experienced what he should have experienced, and the road he should have walked has been completed.

The only thing he wants to do now is to complete the family legacy.

Unlike the Dire.

Faychin has always believed in the glory of his family. This also made him want to revive this glory from the bottom of his heart.

So, when the moment of the blood call.

He abandoned everything without hesitation and moved forward with determination.

Until now!

A quaint altar, little by little he excavated it from the deep sand.

The existence that has been sealed in the dust for nearly a thousand years has finally reappeared, as if to indicate that everything is about to start again.

Fechin looked at the altar in front of him with fascination.

The altar is carved with dense patterns, which are intricate and mysterious.

But for him, these patterns are full of familiar feelings, faintly, and he can even feel that this altar is echoing with him.

No, more accurately, it echoes his bloodline.

Because, the pattern on the altar is the innate mark of his clan!

"My mission!"

"It's finally getting started!"

Fei Qin came back to his senses, and for the first time showed a nervous and excited expression in his indifferent expression.

Stretch out your right hand.

The same blood summoning appeared in his palm little by little.

A flash of blood burst into the altar.

The quaint altar, suddenly shining brightly, revealed a hole more than one person high from the middle, opening the door to another world.

Without hesitation, Fechin stepped into the altar.

“...”

A deep voice, as if a call from an ancient time, resounded through the altar.

Followed by.

The light on Fei Chin's body flickered, and countless patterns could be clearly seen, lit up little by little. Then, the patterns emerged from his skin, turning into phantoms that swirled around him.

Soon.

Fechin lost his eyes and lost consciousness.

The whole altar, rumbling and turning, disappeared again into the sand.

...

In the pastoral dantian.

Tianlong Wei's body shook slightly, and he woke up from his meditation.

"The seeds are starting to sprout. ”

Standing up, he looked up at the top of his head, his eyes blurred for the first time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You did it anyway. ”

In response to him, it was still an old voice, full of complexity.

"I just called, I didn't do anything. ”

Tianlongwei came back to his senses, looked at the Heavenly Dao Treasure Treasure suspended above his head, and smiled suddenly: "If you really want to say it, this can only be attributed to the guidance of fate." ”

"Isn't it ironic?"

"Your usual excuse, now betrayed you, I wonder how you feel?"

The Heavenly Dao Treasure was beating silently, like a heart. Beside it, the golden divine power was not only devoured, but then turned into a colorful glow and erupted.

It didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, he said again: "Actually, from beginning to end, I have never done anything. ”

"I just directed him to a certain intersection. ”

As for which direction to choose, which path to choose, it has always been his own decision. ”

After a pause, his always calm voice suddenly rose and fell: "It's as if this time, his choice will affect the future." ”

"Your obsession is at work again. ”

Tianlongwei shook his head and sat down again: "The choice of the pastoral world is just a choice. Maybe it will lead to bad results, maybe it will lead to good results. ”

"But I believe it. ”

"Whatever the outcome, he's able to grasp it completely. ”

Suddenly.

Tianlongwei smiled: "In the future, it's no longer up to you!"