The Rise of Phoenixes

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That was the body of the Three Tigers, or... in fact, it can no longer be regarded as a body.

If it weren’t for the apparently shorter man and half of the blood-buoyant logo left at his waist, it would have been recognized by San Hu’s wise, fierce and sharp young daughter.

He was silent, without saying a word, there was a quiet silence in the forest, no one had any movement, but the atmosphere was tense.

But someone said nothing.

"The great dynasty is still fighting against each other until now, and only you are the blood-bubble." The child said softly, with a slight regret, "I have to say, you are really... stupid."

"Did you see his end?" He pointed to the mass on the ground, at a young age, still calm and calm in the face of such a disastrous scene, calm and indifferent so chilling in his heart, "You're the same as you are."

The man slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at the child, and even smiled.

"At least the Dacheng dynasty still has our foolish loyalists who are willing to fight to the last minute..." he laughed, "I don't know how many people will die for you when your imperial power collapses in the future?"

"It's a pity that you can't see that day." The child was not angry and smiled slightly, his tone changed. "But, even if you can't see it, don't you want your children and grandchildren to see that day?"

The man's complexion changed.

"The heirs of your family are difficult." The child looked at him with a faint tone. "In your generation, there are two brothers in a century, but even so, good luck seems to have come to an end. Although your brother Earlier married, there is only one male so far. It is said that he is still..." He said this, and he chuckled.

The man's face was blue, and his steady hands were a little trembling. He stared at the little boy, and he was finally shocked.

Everything about Blood Bulb is top secret, the privacy of his leader and his family, and almost no one in the world knows that this little kid is so well known!

The child ignored his face and continued frankly, "I believe you are not afraid of death, and you think that gold, silver and pearls cannot buy the loyal leader of the blood scorpion, but I believe that the 37th generation of the head of the blood scorpion is guarded by the generation, Must not want the family to inherit in their own hands and completely cut off."

With a light word, he hit the man like a sledgehammer. He staggered back and looked miserable.

There are no heroes in the world who are afraid of death, but there are Jiaolong trapped in their responsibilities.

The family is in the same vein today, and he has never seen his ancestor until his death.

The child looked at him, and the corner of his mouth curled with a satisfactory arc: "I don't hurt you, I don't even ask you anything, as long as you put down the package at this moment and turn away, the child of your family will sleep peacefully from now on. No worries."

Putting up the palm, still sounding childish, it sounded clanging: "Take my sacred bloodline as a vow, offender, heir!"

Everyone in the forest moved together-the Ning family who overturned the rule of the Dacheng dynasty in one hand, is a family of the relatives of the Dacheng dynasty. It is said that it was a branch of the blood of the royal family of the Dacheng dynasty a hundred years ago. It was annexed by the Dacheng 100 years ago, so the Ning family secretly claimed to be holy , Very heavy blood lineage inheritance, such a vow is quite heavy.

The man's expression remained the same, but his eyes were already showing indulgent color, which showed that he had been moved by his oath.

"Bring it..." The child inspected his words and immediately stretched out his hands gently, stretching forward, in a posture waiting to be accepted.

In the dark colors of the jungle, the wrists are exquisite palms like jade, and the voice is like a strand of fine filaments, lingering around, and the men's restless mind wrapped around the bundle.

"There is only you left in the blood float...Under the world, as long as the people here don't say, no one will know what you have done..." The deep voice sounded endless temptations, the faint bewitching people, "You just let go Open your hands, and since then, no one in the world can embarrass your family..."

The man was silent, as if thinking, his eyes were sad and distant, and he seemed to want to see the person he wanted to see through the dark sky at the moment.

The people waited with breathless breath, waiting for him to retreat or enter.

Waiting for yourself to become the terminator of this glorious dynasty, waiting for the last bit of the dynasty to extinguish.

At this moment, the silence is thick and solid, and it condenses like mud, binding everyone's physical and mental movements.

after a long time.

The man finally looked up and looked at him with a smile.

The smile was light and the dark colors seemed to be as thin as the morning mist.

The child's eyes narrowed, and there was a cold flash in his eyes.

The man's hand was raised, his palm slightly red, and it was obvious that he had lifted his true power.

The child's eyes contracted tighter, but his figure was still.

The man raised his palm, but instead of letting go, he suddenly sank.

Foreheart wrapped in damask in Shen Xianghuai's arms!

At the same time, the sorrowful laughter stirred, and the leaves shook down in the forest.

"The country is going to die, how come the family? In this case, it is better to destroy a clean one!"

As the brow moved, the child flew over in a flash of smoke, and at the same time the figure that had been watching around the dense forest moved, and the gray shadows were like nets that were gathered, and they were gathered on all sides, and it was necessary to stop the movements in the hands of men.

However, no matter how fast they move, how can it be faster than the speed of the palm, the red light vaguely appeared, the palm has been pressed on the package.

"Woo..."

The whimper hasn't sounded, it has been cut off suddenly!

The voice was so weak and immature, in the midnight wind and rain dense forest, like the remnant candle sparks, flickering momentarily, disappearing in an instant.

Everyone looked ashen.

The young man's eyes cooled down layer by layer. He stared at the man. He was clearly undersized, but looked like a young dragon staring at the tiger on the mountain and the earth above the sky.

It's just that his eyes were still somewhat suspicious when he glanced over the parcel that had no movement.

The man threw the parcel at hand, and smiled angrily: "He has died with the dynasty, and it doesn't matter where he is buried!"

The parcel flew out.

Everyone looked up together, watching the brocade of flying dragons and phoenixes wrapped in a mid-air traverse a golden arc, and quickly fell to the cliff behind the jungle with a thrilling arc.