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

Chapter 439 Xiaobai, I still like your unruly look
In the evening, Xia Mo’s temporary residence.

"Sister Mo, do you think Brother Muyang will be okay?" Bai Yinxiang asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, the super hybrid's self-healing ability is trustworthy."

"That's not what I'm talking about. Why did Brother Muyang suddenly change his character? Could it be that he was possessed by the thousand-year-old ghost in the museum?"

"Maybe."

"so what should I do now?"

"Leave it to the clan leader and elders," Xia Mo thought for a moment and said, "Have you noticed that the third elder seems to know the secret but didn't tell us."

Bai Yinxiang pursed her lips. Why didn't she explain it to them clearly?

Usually in this case, either they are treated as outsiders, or they have an incurable disease and will not live long, so they are afraid of hurting their feelings if they tell others.

No, hehe, Brother Mu Yang is not going to die, right?

"Don't you think about yourself? You almost got choked by Bai Muyang." Xia Mo believed that the prerequisite for liking someone is to love yourself. If it weren't for me, every villager in Baijia Village would have to suffer the consequences.

"I was very scared at that time, but with Sister Mo by my side, I am not worried about my own safety. Sister Mo is very reliable." Bai Yinxiang said seriously, with sincerity in his eyes.

When Xia Mo heard this, she thought to herself what a beautiful and sweet-talking sister she was.

However, the reminder still needs to be made. Xia Mo hopes that Bai Yinxiang has the ability to protect himself. You are practicing martial arts, so use it.

Next, Xia Mo calmed Bai Yinxiang's emotions. When it was getting late, she said goodbye and waved three times at the door. Xia Mo thought of the word "flag" for no reason, wondering if she couldn't see her or she couldn't see her.

After the appraisal results came out, Xia Mo would stay as a guest for a few days at most and then return to Beijing to prepare for the start of school.

It was dark.

Although Xia Mo was concerned about what happened during the day, it was not enough to make her insomniac. Report: The quality of sleep tonight was still good, and she had a dream.

……

In the solemn and dark hall, there are warrior figurines standing on guard with spears in hand, the First Emperor in a high position, and Xia Mo rubbing a Barrett with her hands.

Xia Mo assembled the parts of the Barrett slowly and leisurely. The First Emperor on the stage watched silently. Until Xia Mo reloaded the magazine, she raised the Barrett and held it with both hands, looking at the First Emperor's stern face through the sniper scope. Her dream even had such details. She could hardly distinguish between dreams and reality.

"I'll give you ten seconds to tell me, otherwise I'll use this sniper rifle to pierce your skull and smash it. Your Majesty, do you want to die without a complete body?" Xia Mo said briskly.

"V I..."

A countdown interrupted the First Emperor's speech. The voice was not loud, but it reached the First Emperor's ears clearly.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The countdown was going on exactly as planned. The First Emperor believed that the girl at the bottom of the stairs would keep her promise. She had no fear of the emperor. After all, in terms of bloodline, who was more noble was a question worth discussing.

"Okay, that's enough." The First Emperor waved his hand, and the Barrett in Xia Mo's hand disappeared immediately.

Xia Mo's eyes narrowed. Could it be that she was not the master of dreams, but the other party was?
"A mere Barrett wants to snipe me?" The First Emperor sneered, "My coffin is surrounded by mercury. Even if you use alchemical mercury bullets, it will be ineffective. I am immune to it."

"Where's the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Do you have it? Can you simulate materialized spiritual elements?"

"I can try." Xia Mo, who was looked down upon, raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and was about to rub the Philosopher's Stone to blow up the First Emperor's head, throat and chest, so that the three points would be in a straight line and let him rest in peace completely.

Spiritual elements are mysterious and invisible. They all depend on perception. Fortunately, Xia Mo has entered Bai Wang's consciousness world many times and actually experienced the so-called spiritual elements.

Soon, Xia Mo reached out and grasped something. Her palm was empty, but the First Emperor knew that she grasped the spiritual element.

The First Emperor revealed a smile, "Very good, the next test is whether you can materialize it and refine the Philosopher's Stone." Xia Mo thought it was strange. The spiritual elements she extracted actually came from this space. This was not a dream but a world of consciousness. Xia Mo broke the fragments of the cornerstone to make the Philosopher's Stone.

But why would the First Emperor test her for no reason? Was he trying to be a teacher?

Does the First Emperor have this side?
It’s better to say that the person in front of him is not the First Emperor at all.

"Is it you, the lingering...Sister Bai Wang." Xia Mo paid great attention to details and added the respectful word "sister" to the address.

"Hahaha..." The First Emperor laughed heartily, sweeping away his gloomy temperament, and asked with interest, "Why do you think I am the White King?"

"Because I don't know Qin Shi Huang, but I know Sister Bai Wang."

Moreover, this is where the descendants of the White King gather. With the White King's ability to survive even after his death, she must be spying on me.

The First Emperor walked down the steps step by step. His figure kept changing, his body became lighter, his crown and robes were still on, but his appearance was that of the White King that Xia Mo was more familiar with.

During the peak period of the White King, he was able to rule the world together with the Black King. The power he wielded covered half of the country, and all continents and oceans were his territories. He had the air of an emperor who was supreme, but when he dealt with Xia Mo, she had already put down her attitude.

Now, wearing the crown and robes, with long hair hanging down to his waist, the White King is truly noble and majestic, and he is awe-inspiring without even getting angry.

"Sister Bai Wang, why did you pretend to be Qin Shi Huang to scare me?" Xia Mo asked Xia Mi to take over her body, looking like a little girl next door asking her elder sister.

"Guess it." The White King was playing a ruse.

Xia Mo thought about it for a while.

“…Is it true that Qin Shi Huang is not dead?”

"Of course he won't die. His bloodline is quite special. He is the direct descendant of the Black King. In terms of status, he can be compared with the eight monarchs."

"Naturally, he has inherited the Black King's bad habits. He is just as arrogant and does not distinguish between bloodlines. It doesn't matter if you are a dragon, a hybrid, or a human. You are all the same and must be ruled by him."

"The direct bloodline of the Black King? Didn't the Black King die during the Warring States Period?" Xia Mo wondered.

"Well, if you want to become his descendant, there is actually an acquired method. It's a long story, I will explain it to you later, sister."

"Does the fact that Qin Shihuang is not dead have anything to do with me?" Xia Mo asked a soul-searching question.

"Yes, I expect you to kill him." The White King said shockingly.

"Ok?"

"Otherwise, why would I recommend you to come to Xi'an? You can personally defeat an emperor in human history, one of the few mixed-blood monarchs in the history of mixed-bloods. Just thinking about it makes your blood boil, doesn't it?"

"No, I just want to experience defeating the emperor and then go home to bully Xia Mi."

"..."

These words left the White King speechless.

"Speaking of which, why did Bai Muyang go crazy?" Xia Mo asked.

"There is no free lunch in the world. If you want to satisfy your curiosity, you must bear the consequences of knowing the answer... Can you do me a favor, dear? I beg you." The White King, dressed in a crown, acts coquettishly towards you.

Ah this.

Sister Xiaobai, I still like your rebellious look.

Xia Mo thought seriously.

(End of this chapter)