A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 322 315. Uesugoshi: Not bad, very smooth, he is indeed my son

Uesugoshi did not make any great achievements when he was in power. On the contrary, he destroyed the shrine that the eight Seraki families had worshiped and fled without leaving any bloodline, because many documents had been burned. I don't know what the specific situation is.

But the only thing that can be determined is that this man caused the last three of the eight Sheqi families to completely cease to exist. It can even be said that the decline of the entire eight Sheqi families is inseparable from this man.

Yuan Zhisheng once doubted his origin, because if this man had not left any bloodline... the royal blood should have been cut off. Now that he saw this man still alive, he seemed to know the origin of his bloodline, and even felt a trace of it. kind.

However, he did not associate the old man in front of him with his biological father at all, because the eight Sheqi families had changed several dynasties. Even if the old emperor in front of him was related to him by blood, he should be at the level of his great-grandfather, right?

Thinking like this, it became even more difficult for Yuan Zhisheng to fight this old man.

But in fact, Yuan Zhisheng also knew that if he really wanted to fight, he would not be able to defeat him.

Because the man in front of me is the ceiling of mixed-race combat power. He had fought against Angers decades ago without losing, and he was completely crushed in terms of blood and spirit. If it weren't for his youthful aura, Sheng didn't understand Ange's words and spirit, and it wasn't necessarily who would win or lose.

He is the strongest emperor among the eight Sheqi families, Uesugoshi. Don't ask why he is the strongest, just ask that all the previous information was burned by him.

Among hybrids, bloodline usually determines a person's strength, such as S-level Angers, Caesar's A-level, and Chu Zihang's super-A level bloodline that was forcibly improved through violent blood. As a mixed race, according to common sense, the proportion of dragon blood cannot exceed 50%, because once it exceeds, it will be eroded by the dragon blood and eventually turn into a deadpool. Therefore, it is only for a mixed race to forcibly increase the bloodline. It would be very dangerous.

Chu Zihang almost lost control once, including Sakurai Kogure. If it weren't for the effect of the 'sacred blood' serum developed by Xuan Hao that forcibly stabilized their bloodlines, they would be like deadpools now. The principle of 'divine blood' is not to weaken the bloodline that has been forcibly promoted, but to allow it to remain stable after the promotion.

But there are always some exceptions in this world. They can maintain the stability of their bloodline without relying on any external force. Apart from Xuan Hao and Lu Mingfei, the only one left is the 'Emperor' who is a descendant of the White King. Historically, the bloodline of the emperors of all the eight Sheqi families easily surpassed the S level, but even if they all exceeded the S level, there was still a gap.

Just like comparing Uesugi and Minamoto.

There is no need to say much about Uesugoshi's bloodline. The Kotō Spirit is also at the end of the Kotō Spirit list, a high-risk Kotō Spirit that humans should not possess - Black Sun. All of this gave him strong capital. If it weren't for Ange, Xuan Hao and Lu Mingfei, he would be one of the strongest hybrids in the world in terms of bloodline alone.

As for Yuan Zhisheng, to put it bluntly, he should be the most disappointing emperor in the history of the Sheqi family.

Yuan Zhisheng thought so too.

Although he has the blood of the emperor, his speaking skills are useless compared to those of previous emperors.

Yan Ling·Kingdom. Serial number 91, although it belongs to a type of word spirit that is beyond the scope of human understanding, is only the threshold for entering high-risk word spirits. Compared to those Yanlings ranked below 100, they pale into insignificance.

As a noun, the word royal power sounds extremely domineering, but as the name suggests, royal power is just the threshold for becoming an emperor. Without royal power, how can you dare to be called an emperor?

As a word spirit, the role of royal power is extremely useless. It has a fatal flaw, that is, it consumes too much. Continuous use will also consume the vitality of the releaser. If it is used excessively, it will fall into a period of weakness after the word spirit is released. You can only let others slaughter you.

And the most important thing is...for hybrids or dragons with too strong bloodlines, the role of royal power is better than nothing, because such beings can offset the gravity brought by royal power with their physical strength alone, and when using royal power, they are childish. It will be accompanied by severe consumption, which will lead to a decrease in combat power. It is simply better not to use it.

In summary, this is probably the spirit of words used by the emperor to show his power to his ministers. The pretense effect is very good, but when facing someone stronger than himself, it has little practical significance.

Of course, not only is he weak in strength, Yuan Zhisheng is also very confident in his heart, because he is the weakest among all the emperors in terms of strength and determination as an emperor.

Because originally he just wanted to sell sunscreen on the beach in France, but he was inexplicably forced to become the head of the eight Sheqi families step by step, and even had to shoulder the burden of protecting the common people. It was simply too much. I think highly of him.

Uesugoshi's fist struck again. Looking at the old but still strong body of the naked upper body in front of him, Minamoto was slightly stunned.

When he was a child, he and his brother only had each other. They were so carefree at that time...

Somehow, perhaps because he suddenly felt a familiar bloodline and knew that there might be people connected to his bloodline in this world, Yuan Zhisheng suddenly recalled the past.

In the beginning, he and his brother lived together at Shikatori Shrine and relied on each other. At that time, Jiao Sheng was still an ordinary teenager. He wanted to make a lot of money in Tokyo through his own efforts and give his younger brother the best life.

Later, Tachibana Masamune of the Sheki Hachi family appeared, and it was this man who gave him and his younger brother the surname "Minamoto". Since then, they have become the only two children of the Minamoto family, the most noble mixed-race bloodline in Japan.

Minamoto Chisei followed Tachibana Masamune to Tokyo and became the head of the Minamoto family, while Minamoto Chisuko stayed at the shrine.

His wish is good and he doesn't want his clean and pure brother to get involved in the disputes of the underworld family.

In Tokyo, Yuan Zhisheng worked very hard. At the age of only 17, he became the director of the Japan Branch Executive Bureau and established a firm foothold in the Sheqi Eight Family. He was very happy at that time.

Because he finally has the ability to give his brother a better life.

But when he hurried back to Shikatori Shrine to pick up his younger brother and come to Tokyo to live a good life, it seemed that it was a trick of fate that he saw the young girl Minamoto turned into a demon.

At that time, Yuan Zhisheng had a righteous heart and vowed to kill all the evil spirits in the world, but in his heart justice was as important as his brother.

Even so, God still has to force him to choose between them. There can only be one justice and younger brother.

He seemed to be possessed, and when Yuan Zhennu happily opened her arms to hug him, he sent the sharp long knife into his brother's chest.

Everything seems to have changed since then.

Yuan Zhisheng sealed his brother's body in the ancient well, and also sealed his light and love here. It seems that only in this way can he forget all the past and work with justice.

But how can you forget something important just by forgetting it? The past few years have been like a shackle that has been binding him.

His justice has become tattered as a result.

"Maybe receiving this punch will help me wake up a little bit..."

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the fist getting closer and closer and couldn't help but think this.

"Tsk——"

Uesugoshi smacked his lips. Looking at Yuan Zhisheng's dazed eyes, he probably knew that this kid must have guessed something. After all, he had deliberately exposed the tattoo on his back. If this kid couldn't guess any clues, that would be too stupid. He doesn't have such a stupid son.

Xuanhao only asked him not to show his face, but not his back! Anyway, no one knows what he looks like, where he is, and what he does. It's just a tattoo. Even if he guesses his identity, can he still be found?

Thinking like this, Uesugi felt that he was simply a genius. Although he was old, his brain was still as bright as before. He was worthy of me!

He punched Yuan Zhisheng hard in the face, sending him flying.

Yes, it goes very smoothly, it is indeed my son!

Feeling more comfortable, Uesugi rubbed his fists. Although Yuan Zhisheng didn't fight back, he didn't have any psychological burden when he hit Yuan Zhisheng. It was just like teaching his son, oh no, he was just teaching his son! What if he dares to fight back? Beat him harder!

"Reflect on it!"

With that said, Uesugoshi picked up Sakurai Kogure who was on the ground and prepared to leave. This was a fire scene. If he didn't leave early, even if he and Genchi could hold on, this girl wouldn't be able to hold on.

"I wipe, I wipe, I wipe, I wipe, I wipe, I wipe!" The crow outside the fire scene began to roar again.

Because he saw Yuan Zhisheng being punched hard by the man who had just entered. The punch seemed so powerful that it knocked Yuan Zhisheng away and hit the ruins without moving.

The crow didn't have time to think too much, and rolled around in the river next to the Bliss Pavilion. While running wildly, he rushed into the sea of ​​fire again. At the same time, the gun in his hand was loaded with a magazine. Every bullet in the magazine was filled with mercury. Explosive bombs. As a loyal retainer of Minamoto, he planned to put all these bullets into the hearts of Ryoma and the man just now, so that they dare to cause trouble for the new head of the family.

But Sakura beside him rushed faster than him, but Sakura's goal was only to enter the fire scene to save Yuan Zisheng, and other things came second.

Crow raised his gun and pointed it at the figure holding the girl in the fire scene, his hands trembling a little.

"Huh?" The man stared at him with burning golden eyes, making him afraid to move at all, as if he was facing a giant dragon.

"Why don't you hurry in and save your master? Why are you pointing a gun at me?"

Crow was almost pointed at his nose and scolded by the man, but he couldn't find the words to refute.

Because he felt that as long as he dared to say no or shoot, this man would punch him into the sky before he shot.

He didn't want to try the fist that could beat Fei Yuan's child, and this person said he should go in and save people! Does that mean the boss is not dead yet?

Crow reacted instantly, quickly put away his gun and ran away.

"Oh, today's young people are more stupid than the last." Uesugi Yue held Sakurai Kogure in his arms and walked freely in the field.

Those approaching flames seemed to be afraid of the man in front of them. As long as they dared to get close to this man, they would be extinguished instantly, as if being swallowed by a black hole.

Crow and Sakura found that it was particularly smooth for them to enter the Paradise Pavilion following the path taken by the person who came out just now. The flames seemed to have given way because of the person's departure, and the flames had not had time to gather again.

This saves them a lot of trouble.

"Boss! Are you okay?" Crow rushed to the ruins where Yuan Zhisheng was.

Yuan Zhisheng stood up with Ying's help and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"That person didn't use all his strength." Yuan Zhisheng whispered.

He didn't hide, and the man didn't use any force. Although it looked exaggerated, he was not seriously injured, but his face was a little swollen.

"Is the person who came to save Longma a member of the Fierce Ghosts?" Crow asked, "But that's not right. If it were really a member of the Fierce Ghosts, we should be dead by now."

"I don't know who it is...but it's not a member of the fierce ghost crowd." Yuan Zhisheng did not explain too much. The fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better.

Although he couldn't figure out why Kame Shangoshi wanted to save Sakurai Kogure, he was now sure that this person was not an enemy. Just like the crow said, if he were an enemy, they would all die here today.

"Let's go back first, our plan failed." Yuan Zhisheng sighed. Originally, he wanted to find out the entire team of fierce ghosts and prevent them from resurrecting the 'god', and then find a way to deal with Xuan Hao's side. To make things difficult, it seems that he has to make other plans.

"But this time it's not without gain..."

Outside the fire scene, Yuan Zhisheng leaned on the Hummer with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the night sky in silence for a long time.

Although he did not achieve his original goal, he had some unexpected gains, such as knowing that there might be people connected to him by blood in this world, and... there was something strange, Sakurai Kogure was seeing him When you were there, it seemed like you knew him? Or confusing him with another person.

"Someone who looks a lot like me?" Yuan Zhisheng put out the cigarette butt and shook his head slightly, "That's impossible..."

The man was obviously dead, he had killed him himself.

The sky was getting brighter, just when Yuan Zhisheng was worried about all kinds of things.

Tokyo, Shinjuku District, Kabukicho.

Falling cherry blossoms filled the entire long street, and passers-by stopped to look at the two people.

The combination of the tall boy and the beautiful long-haired girl made many people cast envious glances. The two people were wearing Hanfu of the same color. They seemed to be a couple, like people coming out of ancient paintings. .

"These two people are so beautiful..."

Passers-by seemed to have the same opinion.

It was clearly a commercial street full of signs and lights, but as the two young people strolled past, the air seemed to become a little sweeter, the early cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and the fallen flowers seemed to have covered the entire street to welcome them.

The two of them didn't seem to care much about the looks of passers-by, they just held hands and walked on the road, admiring the cherry blossoms.

Xia Mi, who was being watched by a group of people, didn't have the slightest bit of shyness on her face. Because she had been a cosplayer and participated in comic exhibitions, she was already used to the gaze of mortals, and wasn't this lady's natural beauty just for people to look at?

As for Xuan Hao, he didn't have time to care about the looks of passers-by. What he was thinking about now was finding an opportunity to give the ring to Xia Mi.

The ring has been ready for a long time, but he could never find the right opportunity, because every time he made a move, someone would always come to disturb him.

Just like now...

The sound of clogs was tapping across the long street, and a striking person came onto the street.

He is also a young man. He wears a kimono with red flowers on a black background, wooden geta on his feet, and a long sword in a red sheath on his waist. He opens his clothes like a ronin in the Edo period, and his delicate ribs are vaguely visible.

The young man stopped in front of the man and woman, smiling.

But in the eyes of passers-by, this looks like a tense posture, because the clothes of the people on both sides are in sharp contrast. One is wearing Hanfu and the other is wearing kimono. This is the opposition between two cultures, and the person wearing a long sword is also wearing a long sword around his waist. One can't help but wonder which song this is sung from?

"Jun Xuanhao, long time no see." The visitor greeted with a smile, like an old friend after a long absence.

"I'm sorry, who are you? Do we know each other well?" Xuan Hao looked at Yuan Zhennu in front of him expressionlessly.

You came at a really bad time, damn, I’m so angry! He really wanted to kill someone, but it seemed that he was also Eriyi's brother, so it wasn't easy to kill him.

"Sorry, I seem to have disturbed you." Yuan Zhinv said.

"It's good to know."

"But I'm sorry, I still want to ask," Minamoto no child put away her smile, and her expression became a little serious, "Excuse me...last night the Kukakukan was besieged by the Eight Snake Qi Family, you were the one who left Sakurai Kogure. Someone?"

Yuan Zhennu quietly stared into Xuan Hao's eyes, as if she wanted to get an answer from them.

He really couldn't think of anyone who would risk being an enemy of the entire Sheqi family to save that woman. It seemed that no one else in Japan except Xuan Hao had such strength.

As for the general... he didn't think about it at all, because he knew very well that that guy was just a disgusting ghoul. He never cared about anyone's life and would only squeeze her value. Maybe in that guy's eyes, Sakura Where Jing Xiaomu died was the final expression of value.

"Sorry, I'm busy right now, and I'm not obligated to answer your questions."

Xuanhao held Xia Mi's hand and passed Yuan Zhennu. At the same time, a black Maybach car slowly approached.

After taking two steps, Xuanhao turned around helplessly. For Eriyi's sake, he decided to give the poor kid a hint, "But maybe someone will be happy to answer your questions and give you some advice. Carefully Think about it, who started the tragedy for you?"

Looking at Xuan Hao's leaving figure, Yuan Zhennu was stunned.

"Tragedy?"

Yuan Zhennu thinks Xuanhao is right. His and his brother's life is indeed a tragedy, but where did it all start?

The black Maybach stopped steadily in front of him, and the driver got out of the car and opened the back seat door.

Is it because of the general? Yuan Zhennu cast her gaze at the dark figure in the car beside her, thought for a moment, and then slowly shook her head, no, there is no need to think carefully about such a simple answer, so who is it because of? For some reason, he always felt like he was missing some important information.

In order not to make the people in the car feel strange, Yuan Zongnu, who couldn't figure it out for the time being, put away the expression on her face, got into the car and left the street.

Thanks to: Erudite, Dezhi, Qingsi, Finn Hogg, aaa__aa for the reward