Paragon God Creation System

With the appearance of Cheng Wushuang’s silhouette, everyone in the scene set their sights on Cheng Wushuang’s silhouette.

Everyone saw that behind Cheng Wushuang, there were four huge wings of light, the wings fluttered, the scattered feathers, and the delicate rune flickered, and the whole temple was instantly filled.

Those golden feathers pass through each person’s body like a phantom, but everyone understands that this is not a phantom, but a source of light’s strength. The bloodline of Cheng Wushuang within the body belongs to the ancient and mysterious The race, this race, even the people present, cannot be guessed.

Feeling the warmth in her arms, Beiming Hanxiang’s tightly closed eyes opened slightly, she could feel that the terrifying death aura, with the gentle rays of light, faded away instantly, a very familiar embrace, It made her feel more intimate at World.

When the slender eyelashes moved and the eyes moved, a magical color suddenly appeared, as if to discover the most beautiful thing in the world.

“Wushuang ……” Beiming Hanxiang couldn’t think of it. At the last moment, her twin younger brother Cheng Wushuang appeared.

At this moment, she was very excited and worried.

“Why are you here? It’s not your situation now!”

In Beiming Hanxiang’s eyes, there was a flash of intense anxiety. The trembling wave made Cheng Wushuang’s heart suddenly touch. He could see that in those tender eyes, there was a deep concern, a kind of loved one. Worry.

“If I don’t come, I will never see my beautiful elder sister again.”

Cheng Wushuang grinned, his face revealed a joke, his hands were placing Beiming Hanxiang on the ground.

“You little bastard, just kidding your elder sister, do you want to be beaten?”

After Beiming Hanxiang heard Cheng Wushuang’s words, there was a smile on the cheek of that alluring city, looking at the gloomy Bei Cang Thought behind Cheng Wushuang, his face was pale.

“Wushuang, you really shouldn’t come, don’t you know what’s happening now? Bei Cang Ancient Race has besieged Beiming Saint Clan. We don’t have any strength to resist them.”

Beiming Hanxiang said with some powerlessness, from this long red carpet, his eyes have always been beside her mother and grandma in the distance, the two of them are staring at them in shock.

“That’s why I’m here!”

Cheng Wushuang continued to grin. His eyes finally followed Beiming Hanxiang and fell on the beautiful woman. The woman was wrapped in a black plain skirt, and her cheek was similar to Beiming Hanxiang. , Especially the eyes, is almost carved out of an eye.

When watching the silhouette of this woman, Cheng Wushuang’s heart trembled suddenly, and all his body made a slight twitch. He knew that this was his mother, who has been missing since he was born again.

The strongest concern in this life is the person who shaped his physical body.

His mother, Beiming Wu!

Without speaking, Cheng Wushuang just stared at Beiming Wu in the distance. The pupils kept shrinking, and his eyes finally fell on the light blood on the corner of Beiming Wu’s mouth. Immediately, an indescribable anger emerged from his heart. , And immediately turned around, staring angrily at Bei Cang Nian!

Beiming Wu, at the moment when Cheng Wushuang turned around, her heart trembled suddenly. When she saw Cheng Wushuang, the whole person became a bit lost, and that Little Brat looked like Cheng Xiaotian, especially the tall one. The bridge of the nose and the thin cheeks look like a mold.

When she saw Cheng Wushuang at first glance, she had a familiar feeling of Bloodline connection. That feeling was stronger than Beiming Hanxiang. She missed a child she had never seen for more than ten years after she was born. Deep into the bone marrow.

If it weren’t for the family, she could live with this child in front of her, watch this child’s success, sew clothes for him, teach him martial arts, and she could do many things for him.

However, she couldn’t do all this because the child she missed most was not with her.

Seeing Cheng Wushuang’s turn, she really wanted to call her son and call this name “Little Double”, but unfortunately, the voice reached the corner of the mouth, the tears wet the corners of the eyes, and the choking voice was stuffed in her heart. Shout out,

She saw the anger in Cheng Wushuang’s eyes, and she thought that Cheng Wushuang was hating her.

At this moment, she was deadlocked.

The Beiming wind on the side is not as volatile as Beiming Wu’s mood, but a faint smile appears on the corner of his mouth. He knows Cheng Wushuang’s strength, even if he can’t see it through. Cheng Wushuang’s appearance this time, there should be Prepare for it, and it will never rush.

The time with Cheng Wushuang made him understand that this Little Brat was so cautious about everything and never did anything unsure. This time, knowing that Bei Cang Ancient Race attacked Beiming Saint Clan, he also came, It seems to be returning with strength!

Almost the appearance of Cheng Wushuang also attracted the eyes of the temple, the Beiming macro, and saw the muddy eyes of the Beiming macro, widened, and looked carefully at the resolute back, in the pupil, It shrunk slightly.

He seems to be remembering 20 years ago. He came to that humble place and saw the silhouette of Cheng Xiaotian. In his eyes at that time, Cheng Xiaotian did not have any resistance, it was a trivial ant, and Cheng The baby boy without a martial art in Xiaotian’s hands was even more humble.

In his cognition, there is no martial art, that is, the bloodline without Beiming Saint Clan, is a humble existence, contaminated with the blood of lower indigenous planet people.

He looked down on the existence of such people.

Now, twenty years have passed, and time is beating, just like yesterday.

When he saw the baby boy again, he was already a strong young man, with perseverance, with unyielding, and strength, before his eyes.

His eyes are unable to see the strength of Cheng Wushuang, but he can only perceive that there is a powerful momentum around Cheng Wushuang. This momentum, with anger and endless coercion, begins Spread into the great hall.

All Elders felt a dullness in their hearts, all Protectors were shocked by this coercion and their faces were stiff.

Even Beiming Tianyun showed a utter expression of shame. He couldn’t figure out why in less than a year, a little ghost who was not as good as him would grow into a monster powerhouse that even he was afraid to fear!

The strength produced by this coercion is close enough to the existence of True God!

The white-haired, swallowing Old Ancestor was also moving at this moment. He couldn’t believe that the young man full of strength was the descendant of Beiming Wu, the child abandoned by Beiming Hong.

With such coercion, Old Ancestor felt that he was no different from him.

“Good terrifying man!” Old Ancestor was amazed in his heart, but he was sneering again, and terrifying again, today, there is only death.