Vol 7 Chapter 776: secret

"Untie the people of the inheritance light group, automatically inherit the position of the patriarch of the Doronagar clan, and bear the hatred of my clan and the glory of re-emergence. Bayi Chinese W] W> W. 81ZW.COM"
In the primordial spirit, at the moment when the pale golden light ball shattered, a low voice rang from Xiao Chen's primordial spirit.
And at the moment when this voice fell, there were countless pictures that poured into Xiao Chen’s soul in an instant, as if bringing him into the picture, personally experiencing a conspiracy and betrayal born a long time ago, struggling with Things to survive, escape and survive.
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There are many countries in the world, and they have been fighting endlessly all the year round. The war is in full swing and has caused hundreds of millions of lives in disaster.
However, in troubled times, the strong rise.
The Yan family of the rich clan set out to make arrangements when the world was in chaos, secretly dismissed the bloodline children, kept incognito, and went to various countries.
And in a certain year, a family that escaped the war moved to the Song Dynasty.
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"Take roots in the Song Dynasty, try to develop your own strength, wait for the order from Zhongyan, respond to the incident, and seize a large area for my Yan family in one fell swoop!" The middle-aged cultivator stood with his hand holding his hand, his face calm.
"Patriarch, my three main lines of the Yan family were originally in rotation to control the family power. Now that the rotation period is approaching, the Zhongyan line sends me to Song State, fearing that it may be suspected of monopolizing power." Step forward, angrily on his face.
The patriarch frowned slightly, waved his hand, signaled that the people of the clan need not say any more, and slowly said, "I, the Yan family, are looking for an opportunity in the troubled times. Now that the family has risen, we must not cause internal disturbances on our own, which will ruin the family plan. This matter will not be said in the future ."
"In the future, I will be in the same line as Zuo Yan and will be renamed to the Doronagar clan."
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"Zhongyan has already issued an order, and I am preparing to start with the Song Kingdom. Cooperating with the Seventeen Kingdoms, we will win the Song, Lu, Yuan, Cheng and other countries! My Yan family has prepared so far, whether it is successful or not. Right now!" The patriarch spoke slowly, his eyes shining brightly, "Send the order, summon the children of the clan to the clan clan, and arrange the order in a unified way. No one should be absent."
"Yes, the patriarch." The cultivator said respectfully, slightly hesitating, and said: "Guangyu has left for the Lu country a few days ago. Will he be recalled?"
"The situation is tense. Any turbulence may arouse Song Guo's suspicion. I am afraid that Guangyu's return will attract people's attention, so be careful not to call him back."
"Yes."
The patriarch watched the cultivator retreat, slightly raised his brows unconsciously. For some reason, there was a faint uneasiness in his heart, but he did not know where it came from when he felt it carefully.
After a long time, he only shook his head slightly to suppress the thought.
Now that the arrow is on the line, I have to!
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The endless view of the Great Song Iron Cavaliers and the Shenyong Camp surrounded the clan clan, without any pause or even giving them any opportunity to speak out, and a massacre broke out.
The Shen Gong Camp lifted its arrows and pulled its bow like a full moon. When letting go, the bowstring vibrated and buzzed, turning into ups and downs.
Hundreds of thousands of arrows penetrated the sky, emitting astonishing aura, with a sharp aura, trying to tear the world apart.
The defensive formation hidden in the courtyard mansion has already been in operation, but facing the bombardment of the legion's forces, with a little support, it has reached the edge of collapse.
The patriarch lived on top, sensing the overwhelming atmosphere of the outside world, his face was pale, his eyes were dim and a little lost.
"Patriarch, we were betrayed!"
Your Highness, an angry roar from the people came.
His face became paler, but his eyes gradually regained their clarity, burning so that it was impossible to look directly at the spirit.
"The formation won't last long, gather the tribe and let me break through."
"But no matter who can survive, he must bring today's affairs into the family council, and make the experience of my Zuo Yan line public to the world, and ruin the sanctimonious person. They are no longer qualified to be in charge of the Yan family."
"rush out!"
"rush out!"
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A clan member fell under Da Song's iron riding hooves, the sky was gloomy, and there was a pouring rain. The blood on the ground mixed with rain and turned into a scary blood, like a sea of ​​blood, endless.
Only the last nearly a thousand people remain in the entire Doronagar line, and the rest have died. But besieged in the army of Song Dynasty, what awaits them is also the end of death.
The patriarch showed a miserable look, and turned to look at a black-clothed old man behind him. The two of them exploded at the same time in a sad and miserable laugh, and wiped out all the big Song Tieqi who came from the surrounding area, tearing the space apart, revealing a dark shadow. Where is the passage.
"The Zuoyan line has fallen to the point it is today, and I am unwilling! In the future, if I have a chance to return to the Great Thousand Realm, I must remember everything today!"
At the next moment, the remaining nearly a thousand monks of the Doronaga line were sucked into the dark tunnel and disappeared.
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The space collapsed, nearly a hundred figures fell, all in ragged clothes and pale.
During the long space journey, they have suffered many disasters, and they are no one in ten here.
Fortunately, they finally survived, and the blood of the ethnic group can be preserved.
But soon they realized that things were not as good as they thought. The thin spiritual power of the mayfly world is simply not enough to recover their injuries. The wounds that were originally not fatal have become more and more serious with the passage of time.
After detailed discussions, they made a plan to preserve the blood of the ethnic group.
Dozens of Doronagar monks joined forces to form a large formation, dividing the vast sea in the place where they were, the Mayfly world monks, cutting off all contact with the outside world to prevent the arrival of chase.
The eleven monks left before that. They shouldered the mission of leaving offspring for the ethnic group to multiply in the outside world. They each went incognito and chose their own surnames: Huangji, Su Mu, Xiao, Mo, Yun, Shang, Ji, Lu, Wei, Xie and Fan are integrated into the realm of comprehension to preserve the blood of the ethnic group.
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The change in my mind gradually dissipated, and then a voice sounded again before, "My descendants, everything that happened long ago, please don't forget."
The sound slowly dissipated, and finally returned to Ping Ji, and there was no more sound.
Xiao Chen's eyes opened slowly, and a faint grief suddenly appeared in his eyes.
The scenes in circulation showed him a fight in the ancient times and made him truly sure of his origin.
Because, he is simply a child of Zuo Yan's line, otherwise he will not be able to integrate the blood of the Ji family, nor can he successfully inherit the clan of Zuo Yan (Doronagar) left in the bloodline.
When the eleven monks left, the monk surnamed Xiao should be the ancestor of the Xiao family.
And the hatred of the year, although countless years have passed, but he has experienced it personally.
Even if you want to forget, I'm afraid you can't do it.
Xiao Chen took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the thought in his heart. Now even if he already knows this, he must not reveal the least bit of news, otherwise he will be waiting for endless disasters.
But at this moment, the ice outside his body shattered without warning, and a repulsive force came from the ascending dragon pond.
The whirlpool that swirled in his body that swallowed the two forces of icy cold and scorching heat quietly dissipated at this moment, turned into the last warm force, and disappeared into his body.
Without giving him time to sense the changes in his body, Xiao Chen heard a sound of water surface breaking in his ears, and the figure had appeared outside the Shenglong Pond. Fortunately, the green robe on him is the mana concentration, and the body is covered with the movement of his mind.
Falling down, he bowed respectfully to Guangzhao, saying: "See Master Guangzhao."
Guang Guang opened his eyes, took a deep look at Xiao Chen, and nodded slightly.
But at this moment, he was not given a chance to speak, and a monk appeared and said respectfully, "Elder, Your Majesty has called Xiao Chen and the three of them to see him."
Guangzhao's face was calm, as if he had already thought of this, waved his hand, and said: "Return to your Majesty, I will take them immediately."
Instructing the monk to hesitate slightly, this is not the same as your majesty's meaning, but he is one of the few monks in the imperial palace who knows the identity of the light.
With Xiao Chen's departure, the surface of the Tenglong Pond had returned to calm, the blood dissipated, and it became clear again.
The light fell in one step, and the figure appeared in front of Xiao Chen, and said lightly, "Let's go." His expression was calm, but his heart was ready to protect him no matter what.