"What a familiar and unfamiliar face! Is it called Yang Hui?" Yang Shaodi, who was holding a yellowed photo in his hand, was speechless for a long time, with a round head and a big face, tiger-like eyes, and Yang Hui, who looked like the eldest brother, was definitely the descendant of the eldest brother.

"Maybe, maybe Hui is not dead yet! They seem to be looking for something, the Yang family's "Devouring"! Yes, that group of people seems to have been chasing us in order to get the Yang family's "Devouring"!" Zhang Xin wiped away the tears that kept dripping with his sleeves, and suddenly thought that Yang Hui had this sigh of drinking gaffe.

"What? "Devouring"?" Yang Shaodi's cold face had a hint of shock in it, could it be that they created "Devouring" by themselves? Or did they spend countless efforts on improving the "Devouring" they created?

I don't know who created the "Devouring", the Vatican's "Creation", and the mysteriously unearthed "Ultimate Body", these three strange books are the best in the world, and if you get one of them, you can soar to the sky and dominate the world. Yang Buqu suddenly said, could it be that the strange book "Devouring" belongs to the Yang family?

""Devouring has no handbook, the Yang family has passed it down in the form of memory, if they want to get "Devouring", they will definitely not kill Hui! Maybe Hui is still alive!" After Zhang Xin knew about Yang Shaodi's powerful power, he didn't dare to think or do anything, but all of them became active.

"Dafu, now go to Bai Xiaosheng with me, and the rest of us will have a good rest in the villa!" Yang Shaodi didn't want to stay in the villa for a moment, he had too many questions to answer at this time.

Bai Xiaosheng, who is known as a jack of all trades, will definitely be able to solve most of his answers, Yanjing Hospital is loaded with the blood of extraordinary powerhouses, the mysterious box that makes his blood core beat, the fault line in the martial arts, the mysterious True Immortal Gate, the broken genes of human beings, the principle of holy light, whether the second generation of Pope Jia is still alive in the world, and so on, if he can't understand these things well, he can't cultivate with peace of mind.

"It's Sijie who is back, this bastard, but he has made our family miserable, and now all the people of the twelve families have called to ask our family, asking what our family means, why there is such a powerful family in the blood clan and not reporting to the conference hall, and even the chairman of the council is furious! Why didn't you and your father be captured and burned to death by the Saint Seiya!" In front of a chic and atmospheric castle, a burly, blonde, blue-eyed middle-aged man suddenly saw Fu Sijie with a smile on his face, and suddenly scolded.

"Ha! it's Master Sku!" Fusjie, who was smiling all over his face, instantly became gloomy, and bowed politely slightly, and made a noble salute!

"Get out! go, follow me to the patriarch!" the middle-aged man grabbed Fu Sijie without saying a word and walked inside

"Bang!" Fusjie flipped his push, narrowly avoiding Fuscu's grasp.

"Bastard, forget your humility after a few days out, suppress me!" Forscu, who was at the peak of the baron, immediately exuded the coercion in his body, and the windless clothes whirred in the wind, and a strange and familiar aura suppressed Siscu to breathe, and his feet continued to bend downward like ten thousand pounds.

"When I come back this time, not only do I have important things to do with the patriarch, but also, I want you bastards to repay the blood debt, it is enough to bully me at ordinary times, and I even dare to bully my father, and my father, who was injured for the sake of the family, almost committed suicide because of your ridicule and oppression, kneel down for me!"

"Poof!" Fusjie's swift fist hit Fauscu's face hard, blood splattered, and Fauscu, whose nose was shattered, fainted directly to the ground, and many blood slaves who had gathered around him were talking with shocked faces.

"Who! How can a strange and noble bloodline be so familiar!"

"Well, this noble aura has never been encountered, not from the Twelve Families!

"Let's go, let's see, is it the so-called Yang family?"

In the castle, the top of the Foster family was discussing and planning something, their faces were full of chagrin, and when they felt the momentum of Fusjie, they all turned into black shadows and hurried towards the gate.

"Is that you?"

"I remember this kid, isn't he the son of a crippled Stephen, how did the bloodline become so weird and noble!"

"Could it be that the council leader helped him raise the level of the bloodline? impossible, this strange and noble bloodline is not even possessed by the council president!"

"Quiet!Fusjie!Come with me to the conference hall, and the rest of the people will disperse!" an old man with a white face knocked heavily on the purple scepter in his hand, he was wearing a shirt that was wide and did not show the lines of his body, the two corners of his shoulders were cut diagonally into a trapezoidal shape, and the triangular neckline showed off his specially trimmed beard! The dark purple cloak behind him made him look even more solemn and noble, this old man was John Caro, the ruler of the Foster family!

"Patriarch, this is what I know this day and night, don't you know, the strength of that adult is too terrifying, the scarab beetles have been beaten to smoke!" Fu Sijie, who was kneeling on one knee, said excitedly

"What do you think of this rising upstart!" Carlo half-squinted, his bloated and senile body seemed to be desperately squeezing his body's potential, so much so that his sitting body leaned forward slightly, and a light or two occasionally flashed out of his dim eyes.

But if you look at Carlo weakly just by appearance, then you are ready to wait for death, as long as the blood clan advances to the Duke realm, there will be two forms, before the transformation, and after the transformation, the transformed blood clan can not only have flying wings, but the body can be restored to the strongest moment.

"Cooperation, I think it's a breakthrough, it can change the embarrassing status quo of my family, and even more so to get the noble bloodline of the Yang family, then the strength of our Foster family can definitely improve by leaps and bounds!" A middle-aged man with a pale face licked his lips and said excitedly, and his gaze kept shooting back and forth on Fu Sijie.

"That's right, how can that noble bloodline be unique to the Yang family, we should let the patriarch of the Yang family separate part of the blood every day and provide it to us to degenerate!" Another middle-aged man said strangely, his ** expression seemed to want to devour Fu Sijie alive

"Hmph, don't be whimsical, we can swallow the Yang family with the strength of our family alone? The other eleven family members are not fools, the chairman of the council and the rulers of the twelve families will also come to our Foster family tomorrow, why? Aren't you afraid that we will reach some agreement with the Yang family, then the Yang family will definitely be everyone's fish and meat tomorrow, it is really ridiculous, then the Yang family, a new family, really takes itself seriously!" The old man, who was about sixty years old, smiled disdainfully.

"Okay!Forsjie, you go out first! There's nothing for you here, this time, you've done a good job, your poor father, I'll give him some blood at that time, so that he can recover some of his injuries, but unfortunately, even if he recovers, it will be difficult for him to recover his strength in this life to the level of an earl, unless he gets some extremely powerful and noble blood!"

"Well, thank you, Patriarch!" Fu Sijie, who slowly retreated, was angry in his heart, and his face was still respectful, he sneered, if it weren't for the improvement of his bloodline now, he had great potential, and the poor father could get the essence blood in the blood bank? He actually regarded the Yang family as sheep, it was really ridiculous, fortunately, he didn't say that the Blood Ancestor was the news of the Heavenly Retribution, this family was rotten, all of them were a group of selfish, private beasts, and the injuries recovered from my father needed a strong and noble bloodline? It's a pity that you are all wrong, thinking that the Yang family must be divided up by the twelve families. (To be continued.) )