At the end of the street, within the huge palace walls, a small wooden house was embedded in the thick stem of the soul mother. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info: Seven old Shura, who couldn't be older, stood on the platform of the wooden house, watching the golden snow in the sky fall through the cracks of the soul mother vines. They opened the soul mother's rhizome and aged the wine for an unknown number of years, which was the aging accumulated by the Black Shura season after season of life, just because the great celebration was once every hundred years, so it was called a hundred years of divine wine. The divine brew flowed along the rhizome of the soul mother to the channel inside the palace wall, and then flowed along the channel to the copper head mouth outside the palace wall.

There are a total of ninety-nine eighty-one copper-headed mouths, which are secretly the number of the apocalypse. Each copper head was guarded by the high-level Shura warriors of the temple, and the Shura came up with containers one after another, and the cups, bottles and barrels were different, but they were all very happy. Every copper head mouth is crowded with Shura, and this is the only day when the high-level Shura and the ordinary Shura carnival together. One Shura filled the container, and the other Shura immediately stepped forward to pick it up, but a few drops fell on the ground, and the Shura behind him sighed. If it weren't for the high-level Shura warriors who maintained order, these Shura would have gone berserk.

Agu stood at the end of the line and muttered, "It's too late, it's too late." Hang Yige doesn't seem to have much interest in wine. His eyes kept searching the Shura pile, as if he was looking for someone. Lu Dian patted him on the shoulder and said, "What's the matter?

Hang Yige was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said, "Teacher, I didn't feel homesick, I just wanted to see my mother." ”

Lu Dian smiled and said, "It's not a fault to be homesick, I think your mother is also in this team." There are too many Shura, it's hard to find. After a while, just go home and see each other. ”

Hang Yige nodded, but his eyes still kept drifting elsewhere. He wished his mother was nearby and would be nice if he could see her.

The queue was long, and Lu Dian looked bored, so he whispered to Mo Yin about Hang Yige's mother. After all, in Jiuyou, a situation like Hang Yige's voice and parents is really a special case.

Mo Yin heard this question and muttered for a while before whispering to Lu Dian's ear and said, "This matter ......" Mo Yin hesitated, they have been helping to hide this matter, but after all, one day Hang Yige will understand.

Rong Mai watched the two of them chatting in a whisper on the side, heard a minute or two, and said lightly: "This child should be the half-born Shura with the blood of two Shura, right?"

Mo Yin glared at Rong Mai coldly and said, "You know a fart! He is Hang Zhuo's bloodline inheritance, which is recognized by the soul mother." ”

Lu Dian heard it in a fog, with the way he saw Shura reproduction now, no matter what direction he looked at, it couldn't be called heredity. How did this Hang Yige inherit the bloodline of Hang Zhuo, the Shura in Moyin's mouth? Lu Dian had doubts, but he didn't immediately ask.

Rong Mai pouted and said, "Bloodline, don't you think you are deceiving yourself?" Hang Zhuo has already died in battle, his blood has long since returned to the earth, and his soul has also returned to the arms of the Great Emperor. What is there to inherit? I have never seen a trace of Hang Zhuo in this little fellow. ”

"You!" Mo Yin was a little excited at the mention of this.

Rong Mai didn't eat this and whispered: "I fought side by side with Hang Zhuo, do you think you know him? That's just the wishful thinking of this little ghost's mother." ”

"You!" Mo Yin plunged his hands directly into the double blades at his waist. Lu Dian hurriedly reached out and pressed his hand and said, "I shouldn't ask these questions." Can you all stop?"

"Hmph. Mo Yin snorted coldly, and no longer looked at Rong Mai with his back hand. This annoying guy should cut out his tongue, and it would be superfluous for Lu Dian to renew it for him.

"Mother!" Hang Yige suddenly rejoiced. A woman with soft lines on the outside, but fierce and firm in her eyes, Shura stood out among the many Shura with a vat of divine brew, as if standing out from the crowd, out of place. Hang Yige ran forward, first happy, and then stood two steps in front of her as if frozen.

"Why are you back?" she said, speaking vigorously and without a single weak word. This is a woman who feels that she does not need anyone's protection, and even that she should play the role of protection. She spoke to Hang Yige in a rhetorical tone, causing the young heart to fall into the ice cave in an instant.

Lu Dian stepped forward and said, "Hello, I'm Hang Yige's teacher. Lu Dian didn't know what Hang Yige's mother's name was, so he could only come forward to talk to Hang Yige in order to relieve him.

"Ye Shura's accent?" The female Shura frowned and looked at Hang Yige and said, "Why do you worship him as a teacher?"

"Mother, he's amazing. Hang Yige hurriedly explained.

"I don't care about you, it's not that you can do anything. The children of the High Asura warriors are not allowed to worship a wild Asura as a teacher. You go, neither the dungeon nor I welcome you. The female Shura's words were obviously aimed at Lu Dian.

Lu Dian smiled and said, "Vanilla Shura used to be one of the three gods under the throne of Emperor Xudu, what qualifications do you have to say that they are wild Shura? ”

"Teacher!" Hang Yige knew his mother's character very well. Lu Dian obviously wanted to provoke her when she spoke like this, and no one could stop her from getting angry.

Mo Yin was a little embarrassed on the side, they were familiar friends with Hang Zhuo, but for this Shura who became a woman for Hang Zhuo. Moyin has always stayed away, as Lu Dian said, the madness of insisting on going his own way is the most terrible thing.

The female Shura stared at Lu Dian for a while before she said lightly, "My name is Lan Zhi." After speaking, he looked at Mo Yin and Agu and said lightly: "Don't line up here, go back with me to drink wine and eat meat." ”

Agu looked at Mo Yin, and the two Shura had bitter faces. Agu said: "For the sake of the gods, I endured it." ”

"Okay. Moyin nodded.

Rong Mai didn't care at all and said: "It's not a Longtan tiger's den, what is there to be afraid of." ”

Lu Dian looked at Lan Zhi's lonely back, this is an absolutely determined Shura. Her beliefs are as strong as steel, consistent inside and out. What is the reason for this kind of Shura, who braved the pressure of endless pressure to give birth to Hang Yige. Perhaps, only her character can do such a thing.

The group followed Lan Zhi through a few alleys, and in front of them was an independent broken wooden house. The wooden house was broken, and there was almost no roof, and the gaps between the wooden boards were plugged with leather goods on all sides. Lu Dian frowned, this house was really too far from Lan Zhi's temperament, and no one would have thought that a Shura like her would live in such a place.

The smell of fragrant meat came out of the room. Lu Dian was stunned for a moment, the taste of this mushroom stew is not the taste that Jiuyou should have. He looked at Lan Zhi, and saw that the cold Lan Zhi was also looking at him.

"I heard that you invented this method of making meat, and it's amazing. Lan Zhi said such a sentence inexplicably.

When Lu Dian was stunned, the door opened. The familiar smell and that lilac tail are not who is Archero? )