Saint Ancestor of All Demons

"Although the content of dragon blood is not much anymore, it is indeed the blood of Canglong. Chang'an, as one of the important birthplaces of the Dragon Kingdom inheritance, seems to be inseparable from Canglong."

Xiang Chen played with this dragon blood stone ring and began to recall all the history of the Dragon Kingdom and the traces of dragons in his mind.

The two entered the box, and Mou Qingyi went to the bathroom. Various dishes were soon served. Xiang Chen used his left hand to use chopsticks while eating the familiar taste of his previous life.

That is to say, this guy is mentally strong and can still eat after what happened just now, but Mou Qingyi obviously can't eat. He drinks a glass of red wine and chats with Xiang Chen from time to time.

Xiang Chen stopped teasing her about things in the spiritual world.

Mou Qingyi is a child of a wealthy family. Both of his parents are businessmen. His father has a company with assets worth hundreds of millions. He is considered an upper-class person in Lanling City.

The two chatted, and it didn't take long for Xiang Chen to finish the entire table of food by himself.

"Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?" Mou Qingyi looked at more than 20 CDs and was stunned. Xiang Chen was like a whirlwind while eating.

"Sorry, I can't live with it. I haven't tasted the taste of my hometown in many years."

Xiang Chen picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and said: "Beautiful Qingyi, thank you for the banquet. I give this elixir to you. After taking it, you will live a long life, be immune to all poisons, beautify your face, and be free from cancer." born."

Xiang Chen rubbed his body for a while and took out a black pill.

In fact, it was just a little bit of his overflowing Qi and blood, but for mortals, it was already a panacea.

"Hey, I believe you, I won't eat it."

When Mou Qingyi saw Xiang Chen's rubbing just now, he felt a chill in his heart.

With Xiang Chen's fingertips, the blood elixir turned into a stream of light and entered her body directly, causing her to exclaim and touch her chest.

"Goodbye, thank you for your hospitality." Xiang Chen waved his hand and then disappeared.

"you……"

Mou Qingyi looked at Xiang Chen's empty seat in shock. Xiang Chen just disappeared in front of her eyes!

Suddenly, she remembered what Xiang Chen said before.

"Is it possible that he is really a god!!"

Lanling City, in front of a certain community.

Xiang Chen looked at the gate of the community with Beiyuan Community written on it, his eyes a little dazed.

This is the community where he lived for more than ten years in his previous life.

It is also the place where the adoptive parents live.

The security guard at the door is still the same security guard as before, but he has fewer teeth.

"Mom, Dad, are you okay?"

Xiang Chen didn't even dare to use his spiritual sense to explore.

His adoptive father and mother in his previous life really had nothing to say to him. In his heart, it no longer mattered who his biological father and mother were in his previous life. The moment his biological parents abandoned him in his previous life, the kindness was settled.

If you are born but not nourished, your broken fingers can be returned; if you are raised before you are born, it will be difficult to repay in a hundred lifetimes. He is a very caring person.

Xiang Chen walked into the gate of the community, but the security guard didn't recognize him. He was no longer the same as in his previous life.

We went directly to the second unit of the second building. This building is a small high-rise, with eight floors in total. The house price starts at 30,010 square meters. Although the family in the previous life was not a wealthy family, it was still well-off. The adoptive father had his own business and a small company. , his adoptive mother is also a history teacher in the university, so he has been interested in the thousands of years of history of the Dragon Kingdom since he was a child, and has read various history books.

When the elevator reached the fifth floor, Xiang Chen came to the familiar door of the living room.

Xiang Chen's appearance has not changed and has not returned to the appearance of his previous life, because his physical body in his previous life has died.

He rang the doorbell with anxiety. The door was actually a password lock, and he remembered the password.

"Who is it? Ahem..."

A woman's voice came from inside the door, accompanied by several coughs.

Soon, the door was opened, and a woman in her forties, with gray hair and a thin figure, opened the door cautiously.

When Xiang Chen saw this face, tears immediately came to his eyes.

It's only been four years here, but she looks much older.

"Who are you……"

Zhang Yuqiong looked at Xiang Chen, he looked so familiar.

"Auntie, my name is Xiang Chen, and I am Xiaochen's former classmate. He and I were both in Class 5 of Lanling Middle School."

Xiang Chen smiled gently, the moisture in his eyes evaporated, and he called out "Mom" in his heart.

"You are Xiaochen's classmate. Come on, please come in. Ahem."

Zhang Yuqiong was surprised and immediately invited Xiang Chen in.

Xiang Chen came in and changed his shoes. He looked at the furnishings at home. Nothing had changed. There were even photos of his previous life hanging in the living room.

Suddenly, Xiang Chen's pupils shrank and he saw a black and white photo of a man.

"Auntie, uncle, what's wrong with him? I used to be Xiaochen's friend, and this time I came back to see you."

Xiang Chen looked at the photo and had a premonition of something in his heart.

Zhang Yuqiong's expression became much gloomier and she said, "Your uncle left two years ago. Not to mention that, I haven't seen Xiaochen's classmates for a long time. Sit down and I'll make you a cup of tea."

She did not doubt Xiang Chen's identity. In his previous life, Xiang Chen's classmates and friends did come to visit them frequently in the two years before his physical death, but less frequently after that.

"Dad..."

Xiang Chen looked at the photo and felt uncomfortable in his heart. He did not expect that his adoptive father who loved him very much in his previous life had passed away.

Monks are prone to accidents, but as for mortals, life is even more fragile.

"The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn't stop; the child wants to be raised but cannot be loved... So what if my magical power can reach the sky, and my influence can spread all over the world?"

Xiang Chen suddenly felt sad.

His eyes fell on the coffee table. There were many pill boxes and a pile of bills on the coffee table.

Xiang Chen picked up the bill and looked at it, his face darkened a bit. There were bills from the hospital and bills from other people for debt collection. The names of the people being executed were his parents.

"In the past two years, Xiaochen's classmates have come less and less. Are you already in college?"

Zhang Yuqiong brought a cup of tea and placed it on the coffee table in front of Xiang Chen, and collected the bill with a bit of embarrassment.

"No, I'm already at work. Do you have lung cancer?"

Xiang Chen looked at the mother who had raised him for ten years in his previous life with distress.

"Oh, it's late. It was discovered too late. I'm afraid if you want to come and take a look in the future, ahem... you won't be able to see it."

Zhang Yuqiong coughed violently and had difficulty breathing.

"Auntie, I have a bottle of medicine here. It was given to me by a miracle doctor. It can cure you." Xiang Chen took out a bottle of the Fountain of Youth.

"Thank you, it's thoughtful." Zhang Yuqiong took it and put it aside, obviously not believing it.

??Dong dong!

"Old bitch, are you dead or not? If you're not dead, let me know."

At this moment, there were sudden violent knocks on the door.

Zhang Yuqiong's expression changed upon hearing this voice, and she quickly stood up and said, "My child, go to the study room and don't come out for a while no matter what happens."

Xiang Chen was pushed into the study by her. The visitor with this voice was obviously not a good person.