Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 179 Born with a strange appearance, the appearance of an emperor!
In response to Yuan Zhisheng's trust, Xia Mo said politely.

"thank you."

Afterwards, Xia Mo drank some tea to moisten her throat.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Xia Mo turned her head to observe why Yuan Zhisheng remained silent.

After suffering a huge shock, people do not start crying immediately. Instead, they are numb until a certain moment when their tear glands burst into tears and they sob uncontrollably.

After a while, Yuan Zhisheng said something belatedly.

"So this is ah."

His tone was calm, as if he felt the truth was unimportant and no big deal.

Xia Mo was worried that Yuan Zhisheng was heartbroken, so she patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly.

"Young man, life must go on. Don't give up on yourself. Don't worry, I will help you too."

"I'm not that fragile." Yuan Zhisheng whispered.

"Now my father, Tachibana Masamune, is under your control and has become your puppet, right?"

"You can say that." Xia Mo admitted frankly. She asked, "Are you worried that I will secretly control the Eight Clans of Sheqi and usurp their power?"

Yuan Zhisheng shook his head.

"You are worthy of my trust. If you intend to become the head of the family and take over this position, I will feel relieved."

After saying that, Yuan Zhisheng looked towards the direction of the bedroom. He had the illusion of being in The Truman Show.

My worldview collapsed overnight.

Earlier, Tachibana Masamune revealed his identity as Bondarev, and Gen Chisei thought it was magical enough, but it turned out to be a piece of cake.

He and his daughter's birth were the product of a conspiracy. Their trusted father was actually using them... It was also their trusted father who caused the two brothers to turn against each other and kill each other!

why?
Yuan Zhisheng really wanted to question, but he didn't.

He knew the answer very well, so how could he believe like a child who had not grown up that the world would be kind to him and everyone?

However, Gen Chisei comforted himself that what he did was not wrong. He killed fallen demons day and night and made a contribution to the peace in Japan. At least he protected some ordinary people and safeguarded the happiness of some families.

Yuan Zhisheng has a clear conscience.

In addition to Minamoto no Chitose, he was also a victim.

This might be the meaning of "my heart and my actions are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is just," Yuan Zhisheng thought.

"Why hasn't the girl woken up yet?" asked Yuan Zhisheng.

"I'm not very clear about this. He released the Word Spirit Dream Tapir on me, and maybe it backfired." Xia Mo shook her head and spread her hands, looking like a novice who should practice more.

"..."

"When the little girl wakes up, what are you going to do with him?" Xia Mo asked curiously.

"Let's talk calmly and resolve the misunderstandings that have lasted for many years. I hope he can get rid of the ghost group, join the Enforcement Bureau, and atone for the mistakes he made."

"Isn't this idea very selfish?" Yuan Zhisheng stared into Xia Mo's eyes and asked.

"It seems that you are still the brother of the young girl."

"…Um."

"It's just that the girl's body has already shown the characteristics of Deadpool, and she needs to be injected with serum on time, just like Eri... Xia Mo, is your blood very special? Can it suppress the Deadpool transformation of hybrids?" Gen Chisheng hesitated and asked in a deep voice.

"If it's a secret, you don't have to tell me."

"It's not that I can't tell you. How did you know?"

Compared to the concealed Deadpool manufacturing technology, the serum is more acceptable to the hybrids. Xia Mo believes that Yuan Zhisheng is not a big talker and will keep the secret.

"Eri went berserk on the rooftop of Genji Heavy Industries, but when I got there she was licking your blood...very well behaved. The signs of her becoming a Deadpool have also disappeared."

"In the town of Kadori, the girl looked like she had taken a Molotov cocktail, and he also turned into Deadpool, but when I checked just now, I found that the symptoms were very mild. This is also thanks to you, right?" Gen Chisheng said softly.

"You have a keen observation." Xia Mo praised, and then explained solemnly with a stern look, "My blood does have the effect of suppressing the transformation into a deadpool. This is because of my special bloodline."

"I know, you are also an emperor." Yuan Zhisheng said. "A true emperor, without any genetic dilution." Xia Mo added.

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

Indeed, this emperor was a test-tube baby and could not be compared with a real emperor. Yuan Zhisheng himself felt that he was very weak compared with the emperor recorded in family books.

"Does real royal blood have this effect?" Yuan Zhisheng was puzzled. "It is not recorded in the family collection."

"Humph, can the emperor of the Eight Snake Clan be compared with me?" Xia Mo stood with her hands on her hips proudly. She rambled on and on about the strange phenomena in the world when she was born, such as the sun and the moon entering her arms, nine ears on one stalk, and two dragons playing with a pearl...

Yuan Zhisheng was silent.

Aren’t you an orphan? Your parents have gone somewhere, so how do you know the vision when you were born?

Yuan Zhisheng knew that Xia Mo was covering up, and he understood it and did not pursue it. He thought that Xia Mo's blood had miraculous effects, and it might be because it was real royal blood.

Only Xia Mo is the real emperor, and he has no one else to verify it.

Yuan Zhisheng did not speculate that Xia Mo was not a hybrid. It was good enough that the dragon's blood did not accelerate your transformation into Deadpool, how could you expect to suppress it?

The two of them had finished talking about the matter between Tachibana Masamune and Minamoto no Chijo, and it seemed that they had nothing else to talk about.

Xia Mo yawned and planned to go back to her room to sleep. Her biological clock had been disrupted recently and staying up late was harmful to her health.

But Yuan Zhisheng didn't intend to let Xia Mo go. The big boy raised his head and looked up at the night sky where the moon was visible through the clouds. The sky was clear after being washed by water.

Yuan Zhisheng suddenly asked a question that sounded very much like a youth drama.

"Xia Mo, what is your ideal in life?"

Xia Mo tilted her head.

Shall we stay up late at night and start talking about our dreams?
As we all know, people become sentimental and easily vulnerable at night. Many sad QQ tags are written and sent in the lonely late night.

Xia Mo thought to herself, as a promising young person, I should let my ideals fly on the streets on New Year's Eve.

With these words on her lips, Xia Mo expressed one of her ideals.

"If I have to talk about ideals and dreams, I hope I can live longer."

Xia Mo is a noble emperor, not a terminally ill patient. Her ideals in life are somewhat novel. Yuan Zhisheng became curious and asked.

"Why? You don't seem like the kind of person who is afraid of death."

If you were afraid of death, you wouldn't have rushed all the way from Paradise Hall, Yuan Zhisheng thought.

"Who said I'm not afraid of death?" Xia Mo found it funny. She hugged her knees, rested her chin on them, and said softly, "I have a sister and a house, and my parents are both dead (doubtful). I have a successful life. If it were you, would you want to die?"

Yuan Zhisheng thought about it and shook his head.

"Isn't that right?" Xia Mo smiled lightly and complained, "Don't I have a younger sister? If I die, who will take care of her? You have a younger brother, so you can understand, right?"

Xia Mo knew that Xia Mi was much stronger than her, and she was the one who had to run away and not be a burden when encountering danger. However, Xia Mi's future opponents would be the Dragon King of the same level and the resurrected Black King.

Xia Mo was very worried that Xia Mi would die in front of her and she would be very sad.

Caring is an emotion that occasionally does not care about reality.

"Indeed, it makes people feel uneasy." Yuan Zhisheng sighed.

"Actually, apart from this reason, I don't want to die in the past."

Xia Mo said something confusing, and Yuan Zhisheng was also puzzled. Xia Mo smiled and did not explain.

"What about you?" Xia Mo asked Yuan Zhisheng.

Usually, the person who takes the initiative to ask about his life ideal is the one who wants to be talked about his life ideal.

"You may not believe my life ideal when I tell you about it," Yuan Zhisheng said, "Do you know the Montalive Beach in France?"

"Sorry, I'm a jungle bumpkin." Xia Mo said.

"..."

　I still owe the leader four chapters, so I have paid off my debt. However, the monthly votes are almost reaching four hundred, so I have to update again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)