The Legend of Douba Resurrection

"Why? Yaochen, give me a reasonable reason."

Yao Dan frowned deeply.

He and the Yao Clan have already done this for Yao Chen, yet Yao Chen still refuses to return to the Yao Clan, why?Are these not enough? !

"If I had just walked out of the medicine family fifty years ago, I would have agreed to go to the monument immediately with ecstasy."

"If it was forty years ago, I would happily choose to agree."

"If it was thirty years ago, I would choose to agree after thinking for a while."

"If it was twenty years ago, I would calmly choose to refuse."

"Ten years ago, I would have chosen to refuse without hesitation."

"And now you ask me if I agree to go up the monument? Yao Chen, the lord of Tianfu, said: no."

Yaochen smiled and recalled slowly.

"So we came thirty years late?"

Yao Dan sighed quietly.

"That's right, Patriarch Yaodan."

Yao Chen was quite gracious and gave a slight salute to Yao Chen.

"Okay, Yaozu and I respect your choice."

Yao Dan said with a complicated expression.

He knew that the Yao clan had lost their last chance to save Yao Chen.

Looking at Yaochen, who appeared to be graceful and graceful on the surface, Xiao Yan's thoughts drifted a little.

"My stupid teacher, did you come up with this line after thinking about it for a long time? After receiving the invitation from the patriarch of Yaodan, who smiled like a child who weighed [-] pounds, and kept thinking about it. The two adults went up to the monument together?"

"When did it become as early as [-] years ago that I no longer wanted to go to the monument? Behaviors that want face but not face are bad. It's time for this disciple to come out and help you out!"

Xiao Yan looked at the "face-conscious" teacher in front of him and smiled, his lips twitched for a moment, and a sound transmission floated away.

Yao Dan raised his brows on the high platform, and immediately changed his tone with a serious face: "Today, Yao Jingtian and Yao Shumu will be on the monument."

After the words fell, I saw Yaodan slowly protruding two dry fingers, pointing to form a sword, and using the finger as a pen, the pen swiftly slashed across the void like a dragon and snake, and black glows immediately passed under his fingers. It fell off, and immediately disappeared into the void.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, a blank space on the ancient stone tablet seemed to be scratched by an invisible big hand holding a carving knife, and two rows of names clearly appeared:

"Medicine... Sedum... Sky."

"Yao... Shu... Mu."

ps: second update

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Looking at the two increasingly clear names on the stele, Yaochen murmured with a complicated expression: "Father, mother..."

"Yao Jingtian and Yao Shumu, so the names of the two adults are this."

Xiao Yan also watched the ancient stone tablet silently.

However, after Yao Dan finished writing these two names, he did not stop, and continued to write under Yao Jingtian and Yao Shumu: "Yao... Chen."

"Pfft! Old fox!"

"Tsk tsk, Yao Dan is really shameless!"

"Still...how can this happen?"

Which one of the strong men who can come to the Yao clan to watch the ceremony is not a quick-witted generation, and immediately laughed and cursed with his companions beside him.

Finally, the name of "two" was written down by Yao Dan lightly.

"Okay! The names of Yao Jingtian and Yao Shumu have been engraved on the family monument, and the ceremony is over!"

Yao Dan put away his hand, the old god said.

After hearing the words, everyone looked at Yao Chen in unison, what would Yao Chen do?

"Yao Chen would like to thank Patriarch Yao Dan on behalf of the two adults."

Yao Chen clasped his fists with a slight smile and said.

"Damn! It's really sinister, it turns out that you want to refuse and welcome! Sing and agree!!!"

At this moment, I don't know how many people gave a peep in their hearts at the same time.

"It's nothing, it's just business."

Yao Dan shook his head solemnly, then pinched his seal and said: "Clan Monument, escape!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the ten-thousand-foot stele that had added three newcomers suddenly shook, and immediately crashed into the void and disappeared.

The people of the Yao clan who had been standing bowed on the field felt that the power of the blood in their bodies had begun to quiet down, so they took advantage of the situation and sat down.