On the edge of the waterfall, in the wooden hall, Yin Xuege and the first supreme face each other.
Yin Xuege was considered very tall among twelve or thirteen-year-old boys, but compared to the First Supreme, the top of his head only reached the armpit of the First Supreme.
The first supreme was born with a long and jade body, broad shoulders, a tall and tall figure, and a kingly demeanor.
Except for the somewhat ridiculous expression on his face, the appearance and figure of the First Supreme are indeed worthy of his name.
Except for the difference in stature, Yin Xuege and the First Supreme are almost identical in appearance.
The First Supreme has a little more mature breath, while Yin Blood Song is a little more immature.
Of course, this is only in terms of appearance, if you talk about personal temperament, Yin Xuege seems to be a little more stable and down-to-earth than the first supreme.
The two stared at each other for a long time, and the First Supreme snorted a little sadly, and then scratched his head.
He looked at the young people of the first family beside him, and his face became very gloomy: "Don't make fun of the eldest brother, I don't make sense."
You bastards, I traveled to the West thirteen years ago, but I drank a lot, and I didn't do anything else."
When he said this, the First Supreme's face turned a little red, and it was obvious that he was a little insincere.
Everyone could see that he must have done something else besides drinking a lot.
Yin Xuege quietly looked at the First Supreme, and his heart was as calm as water.
Different from when he saw Yin Huang Dance, when Yin Xuege saw the man in front of him who was almost exactly the same as himself, he didn't have the slightest excitement, no warmth, and no sense of flesh and blood.
Maybe there is something weird, but there is no inseparable connection with Yin Huang Dance.
When Yin Huangwu was forced to marry far away, she also left a few maids and blood servants around her, and used her meager strength to take care of Yin Xuege.
Those maids and blood servants were loyal to Yin Huang Wu, and when Yin Xuege was still very young, they mentioned her mother to Yin Xuege countless times.
Although Yin Xuege didn't even remember his mother's name, from the mouths of those maids and blood servants, he could feel a mother's concern for her son.
When he became older and sensible, he understood his identity in the Yin clan He is a proton, and he is a tool used by the Yin clan to control the Yin Huang Dance.
Because he is the son of Yin Huang Wu, as long as the Yin clan controls himself, he is not afraid that Yin Huang Wu will not be conscientious for the benefit of the Yin family.
Therefore, Yin Huangwu can only return to the Yin clan with a mighty army, and only with a huge force enough to crush the Yin clan can he return to the Yin clan's steel-made city-state.
Because Yin Huangwu wants to protect Yin Xuege, she can only use this means to completely maintain Yin Xuege's safety.
Only by unscrupulously showing off his strength and completely suppressing any luck of Yin Tianjue and others, Yin Huang Dance and Yin Blood Song Mother and Son can get the real one.
Therefore, Yin Huangwu returned to the Yin city-state with hundreds of thousands of troops in an unusually high-profile manner, putting on the kind of pomp and circumstance of slaughtering the entire Yin clan without handing over his son.
Yin Xuege understands Yin Huang Dance, and he can understand her suffering So when he saw his mother for the first time, he naturally bowed down to his mother.
He could feel Yin Huangwu's concern for him, and he could understand the guilt that Yin Huangwu felt in his heart, so he never hated his mother.
However, his own biological father Yin Xuege looked at the tall, handsome, and imposing man in front of him, who was shrouded in Taoist aura like a legendary emperor, and he didn't feel it at all.
This man should not be his father, because he doesn't feel it at all.
Maybe he was his biological father, but so what, for Yin Huangwu, that man was just an indulgent encounter for her.
For Yin Xuege, half of his bloodline comes from him, that's all.
That man has never had any concern for him, nor has he ever had any concern, so Yin Xuege has done the same for him.
"You must be mistaken" Yin Xuege turned around and looked at the white-haired old man sitting on the futon, "I can't be a descendant of your first family. ” "You, you must be a descendant of my first family" The white-haired old man smiled leisurely, he lightly touched Yin Xuege, and a faint silver light spread from Yin Xuege's body: "You have the Autumn Cicada Sting Hidden Technique, which is a secret of my first family, and it is the most useful to use to hide the breath." ” "The descendants of the first family will not pass this on without authorization.
Only in the Golden Wind Heavenly Cicada is hidden this door, only the descendants of my first family, if they drop a drop of their own essence blood on it, they can naturally get such a inheritance. ” The white-bearded old man squinted his eyes and said slowly: "Little guy, the old man has lived for hundreds of years on the first day, and this little thing will not go wrong."
You don't want to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, but my first family will not let my descendants be exiled. ” After being silent for a while, Yin Xuege smiled coldly at the first day: "If I don't want to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors, what can you do?"
On the first day, he was silent for a long time, he gently patted his knees with his fingers, and then explained in detail what happened in the Yingfu Dao Palace that the first Dahan and others had reported to him in front of him.
"In my first family, two Upper Realm Immortals have descended, and at this moment they are sitting in Lei Ze, these two Upper Realm Immortals are joining forces, plus the Heavenly Immortal Heavy Weapon they have brought down, it is enough to kill Princess Taiping."
"You" Yin Xuege heard the threat in the words of the first day, and he stared at the first day angrily: "What do you want to do" On the first day, he smiled very easily, he squinted at Yin Xuege, and said word by word: "In this world, no one dares to hide the lineage of my first family.
Recognizing one's ancestors and returning to one's ancestors is a necessary thing.
Whoever dares to obstruct it cannot be blamed for our somewhat radical methods. ” looked at Yin Xuege firmly, and said indifferently on the first day: "You don't want to cause trouble to your mother's clan, right?"
Yin Xuege's impression of the first day was instantly extremely bad, he gritted his teeth and laughed coldly: "You first family, do you really think you can run rampant?"
There was no sound on the first day, but the First Supreme gently patted Yin Xuege's shoulder, and coughed heavily: "Little guy, although I don't know who your father is, but young master, no, I can tell you very confidently what the First Family really wants to do, and in this world, no one can really stop it." ” Yin Xuege clenched his fists, and at this moment, his impression of the First Supreme was even worse to the point of being incomparably bad.
He hated everyone in this wooden hall, he hated the first supreme in front of him, and even he hated this surname.
First, first, do they really think that they are the only one in heaven and the world, how dare they use this surname?
With a light snort, the fierce side of Yin Xuege's body belonging to the blood demon suddenly attacked, the pale silver robe on his body shattered, a pair of golden-red natal bat wings slowly opened, and six primeval demon texts shone on the bat wings.
He let out a low exhalation, and suddenly a thick blood flame rushed out of his heart, quickly wrapping around his whole body.
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The temperature in the wooden hall skyrocketed, and Yin Xuege slowly flapped his wings and levitated off the ground.
The air in the wooden hall began to rush rapidly, accompanied by a swishing sound of breaking the air, the demon text representing the wind flashed with a dazzling blood light, and as Yin Blood Song continued to inject demon power into the natal bat wings, the two huge bat wings were wrapped in blood-colored winds.
A strong wind broke out in the wooden hall, and everyone's clothes and long hair fluttered rapidly, and there was a loud hunting sound.
"I don't want to be your descendant."
Yin Xuege stared at the First Supreme fiercely, he still didn't have any feelings for this man.
Although this man was born tall, handsome, and extraordinary, Yin Xuege still felt that he was not worthy of Yin Huang Dance.
Perhaps, this is what Yin Xuege inherited from Yin Huang Dance, the kind of rebellious "Little doll, be nice" The first day snorted softly, and his hand slapped gently towards Yin Xuege.
A purple sigil flashed in the palm of the first day, Yin Xuege's demonic power suddenly froze, his natal bat wings retracted uncontrollably into his body, and he fell back to the ground with a bone, staggering to the side and snatching several steps to the side.
He took a deep breath and wanted to lift up a little bit of demonic power, but the power in his body could no longer be mobilized.
On the first day, he squinted at Yin Xuege, and said indifferently: "Come on, take a blood test, test the spiritual root, you bastard boys, who have traveled to the West over the years, will obediently draw blood for inspection one by one, and no one will be missed."
I'm going to see who did this good thing."
The First Supreme looked at Yin Xuege, who was at a loss, sighed heavily, and pressed Yin Xuege's shoulder with a palm that was half longer than an ordinary person.
He looked down at Yin Xuege and said in a deep voice, "Okay, kid, take it easy, it's not a big deal."
I don't believe this has anything to do with me, but looking at you, well, maybe this is really my fault. ” Yin Xuege's body trembled slightly, and he looked at the young men of the first family in the wooden hall who were all tangled, and only felt a burst of anger burning from his heart.
He gasped in a low voice, his eyes turned red, and his cold gaze made the First Supreme's heart twitch.
An old man in a black robe walked out of the back of the wooden hall lightly, holding a round bowl carved from blood-colored spar in his hand, a faint trace of blood gas floated out of the round bowl, and a thin needle with a length of a ruler was carrying and floating in the blood gas.
Yin Xuege looked at the old man, and then at the young people of the first family with sad faces, his body trembled even more.
He wanted to roar something, he wanted to destroy something, he had a fire in his heart now, he wanted to spit at the old face of the first day, and tear his old face into a blur of flesh The current scene made Yin Xuege feel like he was being dumped garbage at random, and a certain magistrate was gathering all the people who were passing by that street at that time, and ordered them to verify their identities to see who had thrown the garbage on the ground.
Perhaps for the first day, this was the best way to find Yin Xuege's father, but for Yin Xuege, it was undoubtedly an insult Of course, with the status of the first day in the first family, he may not think that this kind of one-by-one investigation is a big deal.
Perhaps in his opinion, this is a manifestation of his responsibility to Yin Xuege, and he must find his biological father for Yin Xuege The First Supreme pressed his hands on Yin Xuege's shoulders, and there was still a hint of a flashy smile on his face, and he originally had a kind of intention to watch the excitement.
But when he felt Yin Xuege's body tremble constantly, his face gradually became ugly.
When the black-clothed old man walked to the first day's side with a blood-colored round bowl in his hand, and when a young man in a golden dragon robe stepped forward with a sigh, ready to drip his own essence blood in the blood-colored bowl, the First Supreme suddenly let go of Yin Xuege's shoulder.
He walked up to the old man in black, snatched the bowl down, and slapped the old man in black in the face.
This slap was so heavy that the old man in black was caught off guard and flew out with a slap from the First Supreme.
"An old thing that doesn't open your eyes, who asked you to bring this thing up" The old man in black was beaten and flew out, he didn't dare to say anything, his body suddenly turned into a cloud of white smoke, and out of it flew a white-headed old eagle quietly flapping its wings and turning into the back of the wooden hall.
The First Supreme snatched the bowl in his hand, then waved his hand to the brothers of the same clan, and shouted loudly: "Okay, okay, there is nothing to do with you here."
What should I do, why don't I give my brother a mess here?"
glaring fiercely at his brothers, the First Supreme snorted coldly, and warned them with a distorted face: "Remember to keep your mouth shut, don't talk nonsense, don't spread rumors so that my brother I don't like to hear anything, hehe, we have to practice hard" The young men all smiled and nodded, they looked at Yin Xuege and the First Supreme again for a while, and then they all set up a retreat, and they all passed through the wooden hall like lightning, and ran away without a trace in the blink of an eye.
They were ordered to come to the wooden hall for trial on the first day, and they were already uncomfortable, and now they naturally ran as fast as they could.
On the first day, with his hands on his knees, he looked intently at the First Supreme, and suddenly sighed heavily.
"You traveled to the West thirteen years ago, and a few of us old fellows know about it.
But we all hope that this has nothing to do with you.
Supreme, you have to know how big the relationship is."
The First Supreme shook the round bowl in his hand and laughed disapprerovitically: "What does the relationship have to do with it, how much can it have to do with it, and I don't know how important it can be compared to my son being thrown outside."
Between words and laughter, the flashy aura on the face of the First Supreme had become extremely faint, he looked at Yin Xuege very seriously, and then shook his head with a headache: "It's really something I did, I have to admit it, don't bother my brothers to carry the pot, isn't it?"
The first day was silent, he sat cross-legged, two faint lights shooting out from under his eyelids.
The First Supreme looked at Yin Xuege with a smile, and said slowly: "These old guys, they didn't inform me about this matter.
Fortunately, the young master and I have a lot of eyes and ears, and Baba came to see the excitement, wanting to see which brother was so unlucky and could blackmail him for a few drinks.
But unexpectedly, this matter seems to be related to me. ” Snorted coldly, the first supreme squinted at the first day: "If I don't come, my son will become the son of one of my brothers, my son, I will have to call him the eldest nephew when I meet in the future, isn't it" On the first day, my fingers gently touched my knee, but I didn't say a word.
Yin Xuege looked at the first day suspiciously, he didn't understand what the words of the First Supreme Being's meant.
The First Supreme continued to sneer: "But you don't understand me, young master, I do do nonsense, but it should be my business, whether it's good or bad, I won't hide, I won't dodge I don't care how much you have to do with this, I should carry it, I will carry it" With a sneer, he stuffed his finger into his mouth, and the first supreme bit his finger very boldly, and suddenly blood spurted out.
He generously poured about a small bowl of blood into the bowl, and a cloud of silver light erupted from his chest, and a cicada-shaped light circled around his finger twice, and the wound on his finger healed instantly.
The First Supreme walked up to Yin Xuege, grabbed his hand, and stabbed him on the finger with the thin needle, squeezing a drop of blood into the round bowl.
A blood-colored halo in the shape of a Ganoderma lucidum erupted from the round bowl, and the drop of blood of Yin Blood Song and the blood of the First Supreme were perfectly fused together.
With a crisp clang, the fused blood turned into a blood-colored orb and fell heavily into the bowl.
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"Wow, what a young master, my son" The First Supreme's face twitched for a while.
Yin Xuege raised his head, and the corners of his eyes also beat violently as he looked at the First Supreme.
Although he didn't know what kind of magic weapon this round bowl was, but the first family was so big, Yin Xuege didn't think they had any reason to put such a big mind on calculating themselves.
In other words, the guy First Supreme is really his biological father The two stared at each other for a long time, completely ignoring the first day of sitting on the sidelines.
After a long time, the First Supreme Lady scratched his scalp a little embarrassed, and laughed quietly: "Feelings are such a thing, we can slowly cultivate such a thing as suddenly having a son, I also feel a little surprised."
However, I can accept it, isn't it just a son, I don't know how many sons and daughters I will have in the future, do you say that's the truth?"
"Why does the eldest husband have no wife, why does the eldest husband worry about having many sons, and he cares about the wife he is marrying, or the son who accidentally doesn't know how to make trouble, it's my son after all, then it doesn't matter, no problem, everything is easy to solve" The first supreme was chattering there, even Yin Xuege could see it, he was very nervous, he was very nervous On the first day, he sat on the sidelines and suddenly scolded loudly: "Supreme, this child, if you recognize him, he is your eldest son" After being silent for a while, the First Supreme slowly straightened his waist.
He looked at the first day coldly, and said slowly: "So what, I and that woman, aren't we not married yet, I married my eldest son's mother."
Is it possible that you can still force that woman to me."
With a sneer, the First Supreme said something that made Yin Xuege feel very bastard and unconscionable.
"Although my first supreme has read countless women, mine is also dignified, not any woman he is willing to do his best" to be continued
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