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Chapter 511 Fang Xiaoran's suffering, Chu Wujiang ascends to the top, the Confucian sect surrenders, and the war begins (7.2k)

The dispute over witchcraft lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Ever since the Wu Emperor's clan wiped out the Wu Gu clan, the belief in the Goddess of Wu has completely prevailed.

It’s just that the Gu God’s methods are very clever. He uses poisonous insects to transform himself into a form that is neither a ghost nor a ghost, becoming an extremely special ghost god.

He hid in the human world, constantly studying the fusion of the bloodlines of divine beasts, until he found the final solution and gave birth to perfect humans.

Gu God, never give up on his dreams.

It attached itself to Fang Xiaoran's body, and with the help of the Chaos Immortal Body, it continuously integrated the blood of divine beasts to create the strongest human being.

The knowledge and technology provided by the Gu God eventually gave rise to the Confucian plan to create artificial sages.

When the demon age comes, we need more saints to make the human race stronger, so it is necessary to study this technology.

Mr. Molin approved the plan, and Fang Xiang also tried to use this plan to complete the advancement of the Fang family and become a saintly family.

If the primordial spirit can protect a family for a thousand years, then a saint or even a person at the level of destiny can protect them for more than ten thousand years.

The holy land of martial arts and the saintly family all have the word "saint" in their names.

This means that they have produced strong people in the realm of destiny.

Generally speaking, there is a probability that a person who is born with the qualities of a saint will reach the realm of destiny.

The Fang family is strong enough, except for the final saint.

Fang Xiaoran shoulders the mission of Confucianism and his family, and the Gu God also thinks he has found the most perfect body and the most perfect talent.

The Fang family and the Confucian school have their own plans.

The same is true for the Gu God.

As long as Fang Xiaoran's descendants incorporate a large amount of the blood of divine beasts, the human race can become a race of gods.

It will monitor regularly, use poisonous insects to reproduce high-quality bloodlines in large quantities, and then kill all inferior bloodlines.

As long as there is no inferior bloodline.

The human race will become the most outstanding race and stand at the top of all races.

The Gu God's plan, even in ancient times, the human leaders who fought against the demons together had to say:
"Gu, you're a little too extreme."

"The martial arts of the Human Emperor have greater potential for development. We don't need to focus on improving our bloodline."

"What's more, such a plan is inappropriate."

The former partners parted ways.

The Gu God doesn't care, and doesn't mind. He is willing to give up his physical body, turn into a ghost, and eventually become a strange Gu worm.

Unexpectedly, the Gu God actually met Chu Wujiang. He was determined to obtain Chu Wujiang's bloodline, no matter what the cost. At this moment, the Gu God would rather swear to his enemy.

Fang Xiaoran faced two choices at the time.

One is to burn all the blood of the divine beast and deliver the strongest blow, which is expected to threaten the Three Tribulations Soul.

One is to follow the advice of the Gu God and let him use part of the blood of the divine beast and spells to attack and break the seal of Chu Wujiang.

These two options seem the same, but they are actually different.

The former wanted to confront Chu Wujiang head-on, and Fang Xiaoran was not sure.

So he chose the second one.

The choices people make in this world lead them to different outcomes. Sometimes a wrong decision cannot be undone even after thousands of years.

The iron of hundreds of states cannot be combined to make this mistake.

Who would have thought that Chu Wujiang was possessed by the Goddess of Witches, and that his godmother, after rounds of dragon energy replenishment, had become much stronger than the God of Gu, and was not afraid of curses.

For mortals, curses will affect their fate.

In addition to people in the Destiny Realm, the Taoist Tianyun would also be affected by the Ten Absolute Fates.

It can be said that the move of the Gu God to detonate the destructive power was a stroke of genius. If successful, the benefits would be limitless.

Helplessly, the Goddess of Witches came down to earth immediately. In a flash of lightning, the Goddess of Witches used their own method to retaliate against the two gods.

She directly rebounded the curse and blew up the Gu God.

The Gu God screamed, and the Gu worm that was living in Fang Xiaoran's body shattered and died immediately.

Chu Wujiang saw Fang Xiaoran flying out and asked hurriedly:

[Godmother, how are you? ]

The witch goddess replied:
[The Gu God will be quiet for a while. 】

This guy isn't dead yet?
The witch goddess replied:
[Ghosts and gods are immortal, unless someone replaces them or the belief in them is severed. ]

[I destroyed its human body and weakened its power. It can no longer contact humans normally and has to stay quiet for a long time.]

[You only need to strictly investigate the beliefs of the Gu God, and it will slowly die. ]

[As for the host of the Gu God, he was cursed, and it was his own fault. ]

[It will be very difficult for him to wake up. ]

[Generally, people who remove curses don’t have the ability to resolve the backlash of this curse. 】

That's okay.

This Gu God is sneaky and has such a ridiculous ideal.

Once the chaos begins, who knows what big things might happen.

When I am promoted to the Destiny Realm, I will uproot it and destroy the belief in the Gu God.

Chu Wujiang was not panicked and said gratefully:
【Thank you for your help, godmother. 】

The Goddess of Witches shook her head and said:
[I should thank you. Without your luck, it would be difficult for me to completely weaken it.]

[The sacrifice it just offered was not fully digested, so I intercepted it. ]

【I will give it to you now. 】

A ball of scarlet blood of divine beasts suddenly emerged in Chu Wujiang's sea of ​​consciousness, which contained the blood of Kunpeng, the blood of the Nine-Colored Deer, the blood of the Zhulong, and so on.

Even though most of it has been consumed, it is still a precious treasure.

Chu Wujiang immediately activated the True Dragon Blood and swallowed it in one gulp.

The True Blood Dragon, which originally had only more than two hundred drops left, quickly expanded to the level of five hundred drops.

Directly doubled.

What’s even more wonderful is that the characteristics of Kunpeng’s blood, Nine-Colored Deer’s blood, and Zhulong’s blood have been retained.

Chu Wujiang breathed a sigh of relief. These precious bloodlines of divine beasts could help him practice corresponding martial arts.

At this time, the arena became silent.

No one has reacted yet.

Guan Jun Hou had the upper hand at the beginning, but Fang Xiao Ran suddenly counterattacked from behind, and there seemed to be a glimmer of hope.

But now he is like a wild goose with broken wings, falling to the mortal world.

Although there is not much air in the Small Xumi Realm and warriors can only use internal breath, they can still communicate using vital energy. Now even the communication of vital energy has stopped.

Chu Wujiang absorbed this part of the blood of the divine beast and planned to check Fang Xiaoran's condition.

Fang Xiaoran is still alive, but in very bad condition.

The curse backfired.

If Fang Xiaoran chose to burn the blood of the divine beast, he would indeed have a 30% chance of winning. The Nine-Aperture Exquisite Heart did not deceive him.

Because Chu Wujiang had burned all the thin blood of the true dragon, he was not stronger than him in terms of the bloodline of the divine beast, and was even much weaker.

Once the bloodline is burned out, this power will definitely have a chance of winning.

It’s a pity that Chu Wujiang approached step by step, creating enough pressure on Fang Xiaoran, and he finally chose the second path.

One step is the difference between heaven and hell.

Chu Wujiang didn't have any bad feelings towards Xiao Ran, but since he used the method of cursing, don't blame Chu Wujiang for settling the score later.

The art of witchcraft was a big taboo in the imperial court.

Even though he is a Confucian saint and the eldest son of the Fang family, he still has to lose some flesh.

"square……"

Chu Wujiang had just digested the blood of the divine beast and was about to capture Fang Xiaoran when something strange happened.

It happened in a flash. Mr. Mo Lin took the lead and used his unique skills to take away Fang Xiaoran, who was lying on the ground.

Fang Xiaoran was bleeding profusely, but with the help of Mr. Mo Lin, his originally pale face instantly became rosy.

However, Fang Xiaoran’s forehead was completely black, which showed that the backlash of the curse was extremely fierce.

As a result, Mo Lin was worthy of being the leader of the Confucian school. While saving people, he did not forget to shout loudly:
"Fang Xiaoran was defeated and seriously injured. He needs treatment as soon as possible!"

"Fang Xiang!"

Fang Xiang remained calm and did not make any radical moves until he heard the speech of Mo Lin. Then he flew down from the stands and shouted:
"The truth is here."

"How is Fang'er?"

The expressions of some of the Taoist young heroes who were originally gloating over the misfortune changed several times before they barely suppressed the ecstasy in their hearts and revealed sad expressions.

Even though this expression couldn't even be suppressed at the corners of his mouth.

Mr. Molin ordered:
"Prime Minister Fang, send Xiao Ran to Xinglin immediately for a physical examination."

"He must have been seriously injured by the backlash of his ultimate move, not by the Champion Marquis."

Before Chu Wujiang could say anything, Mo Lin Jushi had already defined the incident to prevent anyone from misunderstanding that Chu Wujiang and the Confucian school had any deep hatred and taking advantage of it.

It is normal for accidents to occur during a competition.

Fang Xiang took the treasure bag containing his son and said quickly:

"I will go to Xinglin now."

Fang Xiang hurried to the Gate of Sumeru and teleported back to Tianjing to find the leader of Xinglin to save people and treat Fang Xiaoran's injuries.

Chu Wujiang didn't even stop him and blame Fang Xiaoran for his behavior, because the real negotiating partner was not Fang Xiang, but Mo Lin Jushi.

Compared with the Fang family, Yuanji Academy can squeeze out more value.

As for exposing this matter, for Chu Wujiang, it was actually a loss of a trump card.

Fang Xiaoran seemed to have used a curse that could ruin his reputation but bring him no benefits.

Just as nuclear weapons should be kept in silos, not thrown out.

Chu Wujiang looked at Mr. Molin and gave him a wink.

Mo Lin understood instantly, and he immediately used a secret technique to transmit his voice:
[Champion Marquis, we'll talk about other things later.]

【Please enjoy your victory first. 】

Mo Lin replied, and before Chu Wujiang could reply, he announced to the silent meeting place:
"The undisputed champion of this session is Marquis Champion!"

"Yuanji Academy is convinced!"

"Let's cheer for the champion Hou!"

Putting aside the petty matters for the time being, Mo Lin Jushi, on behalf of the Confucian school, acknowledged the result of the competition and let Chu Wujiang enjoy the joy of victory first to prevent him from asking for too much.

As expected, everyone stood up!
The Confucian disciples followed the orders of the dean, all stood up, and shouted loudly using their vital energy:
"champion!"

"champion!"

Double entendre.

The title of Champion Marquis was originally based on the slogan of first place and supreme victory.

Now that Chu Wujiang has conquered a generation, they are cheering from the bottom of their hearts, louder than ever before.

There weren't actually that many people watching, but they were all powerful martial artists, and there was a feeling of a great roar from the sea.

Chu Wujiang stood in the center of the Wuliangtai, like the king of the world.

At this time, someone took the lead and invented clapping without any instruction. Everyone felt that this gesture could express their enthusiasm, and then they followed suit and applauded.

The thunderous applause resounded throughout the sky.

The entire Mount Sumeru, the highest mountain in Buddhism, trembled faintly with the applause.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stood up, looking helpless, and also applauded.

The Duke of Zhenguo stood up. He couldn't help but smile and applauded Chu Wujiang.

The Duke of Li, the Duke of Wei, the Duke of Qi and others were all cheering for him.

Regardless of their status, gender, age or both, they turned their cries into two words:

"champion!"

"champion!"

This was Chu Wujiang's amazement at winning the championship, and also his admiration for his invincibility in this generation.

Fang Xiaoran has the potential to be a saint and a powerful spirit.

Even he is not a match for Chu Wujiang, so who else would have any objections?

No one will have any objection.

He officially announced to the outside world that he stood at the top position of the human race, not equal to other souls, and was on par with the Three Tribulations Soul.

The enthusiasm of the crowd was ignited, they wanted to remember this historic moment and kept cheering.

Later, many literati's notes and warrior biographies recorded the moment when Chu Wujiang captured the young hero, and they would never forget it.

Chu Wujiang enjoys the cheers, but he will not lose himself in them.

We can’t just ignore what happened to Fang Xiaoran!
Chu Wujiang enjoyed the cheers and used a secret technique to transmit his voice:

[Mr. Molin, this duke needs an explanation.]

[When I was fighting just now, I found that Fang Xiaoran used witchcraft and tried to cast a curse, which led to the curse backfiring.]

[Since the establishment of our dynasty, we have been suppressing the art of witchcraft, and the Confucian school must give an explanation.]

[If this matter gets out, how will the Confucian school maintain its reputation? ]

Mr. Molin said without blushing or panting:
【Champion Hou must have made a mistake.】

[Xiao Ran has merged with the blood of a fierce beast, the Qiongqi bloodline. Could this be caused by the Qiongqi bloodline?]

[This is not some kind of witchcraft. ]

Mr. Molin certainly wouldn't treat Chu Wujiang as a fool, and the two sides had a certain tacit understanding with each other.

He was willing to admit that Fang Xiaoran used a power similar to a curse, but he emphasized that this was the power of the bloodline of a divine beast and had nothing to do with witchcraft.

But Chu Wujiang is not a three-year-old child, he just laughed and said:

[Mr. Molin, I can still regard this matter as Fang Xiaoran's competitive spirit. ]

[But the Confucian school was at fault for not stopping him from using the curse technique.]

[I used the secret technique to transmit the message, not because I considered the unity of the human race. 】

The Confucian school is extremely powerful, and before the demon age arrives, excessive pursuit of this matter will lead to huge internal strife.

Chu Wujiang tentatively believed that the Confucian school wanted to create a saint to deal with the era of demons.

Mo Lin was silent for a moment. He decided to choose to believe Chu Wujiang, otherwise Chu Wujiang's announcement of Fang Xiaoran would have a very bad impact on the Confucian School.

Mr. Molin couldn't help but explain:

[As long as warriors study some unorthodox martial arts and do not harm the people, the three major sects will handle it appropriately. ]

[Fang Xiaoran's matter was jointly approved by the three holy places. ]

[Besides, I have heard some news that the Guanjun Marquis Mansion once took action to wipe out the Burning Heaven Sect and obtained the "Burning Heaven Divine Art" and "Yan Yang True Scripture". ]

[These martial arts were also seized by the Chu family and studied. ]

Mr. Mo Lin first said that Fang Xiaoran used the blood of divine beasts, which could not prove that it was witchcraft. Then he secretly reminded that Chu Wujiang was also practicing magic, and the righteous path did not care about this matter.

When everyone checks with each other, they all find some small clues.

Chu Wujiang was not afraid of these little tails, and said with a rude smile:
【Mr. Molin, this is different.】

[I have seized these martial arts, and they were all reported to the public. There is nothing shameful about them.]

Of course, if the leader of Buddhism conducts a serious investigation and uses his peerless magic weapon, he might be able to find traces of Chu Wujiang practicing the "Heavenly Demon Extreme Bliss Technique".

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It’s just that Chu Wujiang hid it very deeply, and under normal circumstances he was not afraid of the exposure of “The Heavenly Demon’s Extreme Bliss Skill”, which made him seem very confident.

He added:

[This Marquis can accept the inspection, and inspect it together with Fang Xiaoran, and let the Taoists and Buddhists come to witness it. ]

Is Chu Wujiang afraid of your inspection?

He is not afraid!
Mr. Molin said quickly:

【No need! 】

[I have always trusted the Champion Marquis and would never do anything that goes against the interests of the human race.]

[Of course, Fang Xiaoran made a mistake this time by using the Qiongqi bloodline in order to be competitive. The Confucian School will also take responsibility and compensate the Champion Marquis.]

[Rumen is willing to owe Guanjun Hou a favor. ]

Mr. Molin had originally intended to cover up the matter, and it was even more impossible for him to verify it in person, otherwise the matter would become a big deal.

They have worked so hard to train a disciple with the qualities of a saint. Is it easy?

It can't be ruined.

If Fang Xiaoran was defeated normally, it would actually be nothing.

Being a saint doesn't mean being invincible. By praising Chu Wujiang heavily, the matter can be covered up.

Now, Fang Xiaoran has made a big mistake and has to work hard to make up for it.

Seeing that Mr. Mo Lin showed his sincerity, Chu Wujiang said with a smile:

[For the sake of the human race, I am willing to have a private chat. ]

【It's just a favor, too little. 】

[This time, I risked my life. 】

You have to add a little more.

It's hard to measure the value of favors.

Chu Wujiang prefers to see something substantial.

Mr. Molin's mouth was full of bitterness.

Chu Wujiang interrupted the Confucian plan and defeated the Confucian saint. Now the Confucian owes him a favor.

The Confucian school should thank him.

Is this justified?

There was no way. The art of witchcraft was too sensitive. Although Master Molin had informed the other two major sects and notified them in advance, he was not afraid that the court would know about it.

But Fang Xiaoran was completely ruined.

The Confucians could only shed tears and execute Ma Su.

In order to save Fang Xiaoran, the only choice for the Confucian School was to bleed heavily.

As for the assassination of Chu Wujiang.

After this war, those who still have this kind of thinking should go back and improve their IQ as soon as possible, because he has already been completely screwed.

Mr. Molin hurriedly offered a price:

[Marquis Guanjun, in addition to owing you a favor, the Confucian School can also provide you with a peerless secret treasure, as well as an opportunity to practice cultural cultivation.]

[In addition to this, there is also a heavenly level technique! ]

The Confucians have sufficient sincerity.

Chu Wujiang smiled but said nothing, his meaning was very clear -

Add a little more.

After all, this is a holy land of martial arts, and opportunities are rare.

Mr. Molin hastily added:
[The Marquis can take the initiative to propose conditions. ]

Chu Wujiang pondered and said:

[This Marquis is quite interested in the bloodline of this divine beast. ]

[As long as we can get enough blood, we can just pretend nothing happened. ]

[Of course Fang Xiaoran cannot use witchcraft anymore. I will also check the corresponding information to confirm that there is no behavior that harms the human race.]

[At the same time, this Marquis needs to monitor Xiao Ran to prevent him from endangering the human race.]

In addition to extorting a large sum of money, Chu Wujiang also has to monitor Fang Xiaoran's behavior and obtain the bloodline information and poisonous insect technology provided by the Gu God.

These things are precious.

Mr. Molin never expected that Chu Wujiang had such a big appetite and planned to eat his fill in one go.

But people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

Chu Wujiang was willing to settle the matter privately, which was already a favor.

Mr. Molin sighed and said:

[No problem, just do as Champion Hou said.]

Fang Xiaoran is seriously injured now. Even if he recovers, he won’t be able to use the blood of these divine beasts in a short time. It’s not impossible to give some of it to Chu Wujiang.

As for the research resources, both Buddhism and Taoism have obtained an approval, which is the method for humans to integrate the blood of mythical beasts.

This method has been the way for humans to become stronger since ancient times.

The ancient witch clan tried time and again to fuse the human race with the demon race's bloodline, which caused many tragedies and was also the source of many talents of the human race later on.

This can only be said to be technologically backward, but not evil.

Seeing that the Confucian sect had made a significant concession, Chu Wujiang smiled and said:

【make a deal! 】

Anyway, only by keeping this card can we get greater benefits from the Confucian school.

After all, the Confucian school suffered a great defeat.

Their fortunes all suffered a considerable loss, but Mr. Molin was strong-willed and could bear it.

Time and life.

Since Chu Wujiang has risen so strongly, it means that his destiny has not yet arrived and he just needs to continue working hard in the future.

Mr. Mo Lin is much more experienced in this regard than Fang Xiaoran. If he were in other people's shoes, he would never agree to the Gu God's sneak attack tactics.

Not to mention the horror of the destructive power, it would be a stupid idea to let Chu Wujiang self-destruct on the Wuliang Stage.

It can only be said that Chu Wujiang was cautious in every step, causing Fang Xiaoran to make a wrong judgment.

Now that Chu Wujiang has taken care of the compensation work for the Confucian school, he and Mr. Molin looked at each other and smiled.

It’s just that Mr. Molin’s smile is bitter, while Sect Master Qingyuan’s smile is happy and comfortable.

He suddenly felt that it would not be a problem for Junior-Junior Brother Feng Yao to serve as the future leader.

The champion marquis dominated the world.

As long as Chu Wujiang is alive, Tiandao Sect will have the strongest external support.

Abbot Puji took the opportunity to chant the Buddha's name:
"Namo Amitabha!"

"I have brought the prizes. Please allow Master Molin to present the prizes!"

The old monk was willing to be a foil and brought a glass of wine and a dagger.

Every time the champion of the Young Heroes Conference will be rewarded with an extra top-grade precious weapon. This precious weapon is not very useful, but more like a commemorative treasure, with the four big words "Young Hero" engraved on it.

As for the glass of wine, it was just for fun.

Mo Lin Jushi restrained his expression, offered the wine and said:

"Please, Champion, drink this cup to the full."

Chu Wujiang raised his glass and drank it all.

When everyone saw Chu Wujiang being so heroic, they cheered even more.

Wine does not intoxicate people, people intoxicate themselves.

This glass of fine wine is called Self-Intoxication, and it can make people feel supreme joy.

Mr. Molin once again offered the sword and said in a deep voice:
"Please, Marquis Guanjun, accept this sword."

Chu Wujiang took the sword, a symbol of the young hero's top-grade weapon. When it fell into his hand, the situation changed instantly and his luck gathered.

Mr. Mo Lin sighed in his heart. In the last decade, Fang Xiaoran won the undisputed crown and won a fruitful decade for the Confucian school, blessing its fortune.

Now that Chu Wujiang has won the title of young hero and defeated an entire generation, it doesn't matter whether it is Taoism or Buddhism. Taoism occupies fewer places in the top 100 than before, while Buddhism has more. However, Confucianism has failed at two key points.

It won't be the end of you, but your luck will definitely decline.

Chu Wujiang did not care about Mr. Molin's feelings and raised the sword high.

The heavenly book moved slightly, and corresponding words appeared.

[Book Owner: Chu Wujiang]

[New Fortune: Young Hero (Silver)]

Not only that, the cheers of the crowd and their shouts for the champion actually allowed the dragon veins of the human race to penetrate the space and bless the sons of the human race.

The Heavenly Book reminded again—

【300 points of orange luck detected. 】

[100 points of silver military luck detected. ]

【Absorbed? 】

Chu Wujiang, with an unprecedented attitude, severely refreshed the deeds of the Young Heroes Association and exchanged them for great luck.

Good fortune and military luck come at the same time.

Pure martial luck can easily make people rigid and easily broken, so the dragon vein is very considerate to send good luck.

And his martial luck reached its peak, causing silver martial luck to fall from the sky.

No wonder young heroes of all ages, as long as they did not die on the road, could advance to the primordial spirit and achieve extraordinary achievements.
After all, they will be blessed with good fortune and military luck.

Even if they don't have the heavenly book and can't preserve their fortunes, they can still gain huge benefits.

Cheers came and went.

Chu Wujiang's fortune reached its peak and everyone was looking at him.

Will the fate of the human race change like this?
Mr. Shenmo was the most concerned, even though she was not at the scene, but stayed in the Sitianjian, using the Yantian Mirror, watching Chu Wujiang's every move with her chin on her hand.

She saw Chu Wujiang ascend to the top of the human race and couldn’t help but comment:
"What a horrible man."

"Perhaps the fate of the human race will change accordingly."

"The Nine Evil Paths may give up their plan."

Just as Shen Mo was amazed at Chu Wujiang's performance and her heart was pounding, she heard a voice calling her:

"Really? How scary is he?"

"How is it better than me?"

"My dear sister."

A huge sense of crisis emerged in Shen Mo's heart. She was about to press the warning button, but the man hissed and said:

"Sister, your ability to predict the future is almost unbeatable."

"If we want to carry out any plan, we must seal your ability first."

"Fortunately, we share the same blood, so I can mislead you."

Shen Mo gnashed his teeth and cursed:
"Wudao, it's you."

"You're not dead yet!"

"It seems that the Si Tian Jian was too lenient."

"Can Wudao Palace even heal injuries like that?"

The man who appeared in the room was also sitting in a wheelchair. He seemed to know Shenmo and their relationship was very bad.

The man in the wheelchair had sharp eyes, and the look he gave Shenmo was also full of hatred.

The visitor is also very famous in the martial arts world. He is ranked seventh on the Tianjiao List and the Holy Son of Wudao Palace - Long Wudao. (Note: Chapter 491)
He unexpectedly appeared at the headquarters of the Imperial Observatory, looked at his sister with a smile, and said:

"You're not dead yet, how can I die?"

"Tian Xiang Zhenren has been led away by us, and we can't save you for a while."

"Don't worry, my dear sister."

"I'm not here to kill you. I want you to see for yourself that the ancestor has returned."

"Completely destroy everything you want to protect."

When brother and sister meet, they are extremely jealous of each other.

In the past, Shen Mo brought the masters of the Sitianjian to hunt down his own brother, another peerless genius of the Long family, and beat him completely to a cripple, almost killing him.

In the past, Long Wudao was also a handsome and heroic young man.

Now Long Wudao's body is in pieces, his limbs are gone, only a head and a torso are left, which looks very ridiculous.

Shen Mo didn't look like laughing at all.

Because Long Wudao still has the most precious thing, he and Shen Mo have the same blood, the last bloodline of Emperor Wu.

He wants to use these bloodlines to successfully cover up his sister's prophecy and let the Emperor Wu return.

"go to hell!"

Shenmo had nothing good to say about his dear brother.

One word, kill!

Shen Mo closed his eyes and started the long river of fate, which killed him.

(End of this chapter)