Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor - Chapter 1313

[Chapter 1306 Number of Accidents]

But, does such a person, such a family, need to give face?

Huang Conglong stared at Xia Qingchen in front of him, the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant he became. He suppressed a trace of sullenness in his heart, and said indifferently: “If the ancient octagonal mirror is damaged, the Huang family will not hold you accountable, provided you use it normally.”

Xia Qing Chen recorded the sound, put away the crystal ball, and said, “This sentence is enough.”

He didn’t say more, he blew a breath, vaporized the steel needle, and pierced his finger.

A drop of dark red blood dripped down the center of the ancient octagonal mirror along the finger.

I saw the runes on the mirror, spinning quickly around the drop of blood.

Huang Conglong closed his eyes and leaned on the Taishi chair. He didn’t look at the reaction of the ancient mirror at all. He said to himself, “If there is a god’s blood, the center of the ancient mirror will react, and the reactions are divided into nine types from mild to severe.

” If it shakes, it will fly up on its own.”

“During the period, various values will appear on the mirror surface, indicating the thickness and thickness of the blood vessels.” A

creaking

sound—the rune on the ancient mirror stopped rotating.

Huang Conglong sighed lightly, and Huang Wending shook his head and looked away, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth: “I said, this is a waste of time and a waste of time.”

Once the ancient octagonal mirror detects that there is no Huang family in the other’s blood The blood of the gods of the ancestors, the runes will stop turning.

Just listening to the sound, you can know the result of Xia Qingchen’s test.

With a sigh, Huang Conglong opened his eyes and stood up slowly: “Since the result is out, then leave.”

He didn’t even want to say any extra words.

However, to his surprise, there was another crisp sound coming from the ancient mirror.

But that’s not the rune turning, it’s

He suddenly turned his head to look, and saw a hair-sized crack in the center of the ancient mirror in Xia Qingchen’s hand.

“What did you do?” Huang Conglong snatched the ancient octagonal mirror back and scolded sharply.

This is a treasure handed down from the ancestors. It has not been damaged in the slightest for 1,500 years, and now it is absolutely cracked.

However, as soon as the voice fell, the hair-sized crack intensified rapidly and expanded in all directions, covering the entire mirror like a spider web.

Huang Conglong was so frightened that he immediately held it lightly in his palm, lest it would shatter with a little force.

He held his breath, carefully placed it on the table, and then glared at Xia Qingchen with an angry face: “How dare you damage it?”

Xia Qingchen sat calmly, only taking out the crystal from his arms, After turning it on, Huang Conglong’s calm and unhurried words echoed in the empty living room.

“Fortunately, take precautions, otherwise wouldn’t I have to pay your Huang family a mirror today?” Xia Qingchen looked as expected.

Slap –

Huang Wending’s folding fan clapped his hand and stood up and scolded: “Good mirror, how could it be damaged if you use it normally? You must have moved your hands and feet!”

Xia Qingchen didn’t look sideways: “Blind man, don’t talk to me. , Shut up and listen quietly.”

“Oh! Do you really take yourself seriously?” Huang Wending’s suppressed anger broke out again, and he was about to start when he got up.

Huang Conglong stretched out his hand to stop him, his expression calm: “Stop!”

“Father, I look at the people of the Xia family, no matter whether they are old or young, they are nothing! You have to teach them a lesson to know the dignity of the Huang family!” Huang Wending Seeing Xia Qingchen earlier was not pleasing to the eye.

Why do you stand up straight in front of the Huang family in a mere wild?

Huang Conglong did not blame Huang Wending for his disrespectful remarks, but said, “He really didn’t do anything to Gu Jing, so don’t talk nonsense if it didn’t happen.”

The rest of the light glanced at the crystal ball that Xia Qingchen was playing with, and inside it repeated his promise again and again.

Although Huang Conglong had just closed his eyes, he could sense that Xia Qingchen was really just a drop of blood, and there was no extra movement.

Moreover, he did not think that Xia Qingchen could damage the ancient mirror with external force.

Because this ancient mirror, even him, cannot be damaged by brute force.

But why did it suddenly break?

When the rest of the light fell on the ancient octagonal mirror again, his pupils suddenly shrank to find that the broken mirror surface of the ancient octagonal mirror was actually missing a series of fuzzy values.

The above is impressively “one percent”!

The blood of the gods, with the passage of time, the body of the descendants will become thinner and thinner.

Today’s blood is the strongest, and it belongs to his father, who has half of it.

Next is my sister Huang Yanran, who has 13%, and finally he, 9 points, less than 10%.

As for his proud son Huang Wending, the test result was only seven points.

However, Xia Qingchen’s test result actually reached a full 10%, higher than their father and son!

Such a mellow blood of the gods, if placed in the Huang family, must be the focus of training!

Seemingly noticing his gaze, Xia Yuan also looked through his eyes and asked in surprise: “Yicheng?”

His slumped pupils rekindled hope, and he asked with joy and excitement: “Brother Conglong, what is the blood of Yicheng in the Huang family? Can the level be recognized by the Huang family?” It’s

more than recognition, he would treat Xia Qingchen as a treasure!

Huang Conglong was stunned and didn’t know how to answer.

With everything under his control, he felt that everything was messed up. Did he really want to take their father and son back and let Xia Yuan and his sister meet?

But if this is the case, what will the Feathered Dragon do?

The Feathered Dragon is the most suitable object. This Xia Yuan, a straw bag, what is it compared to the Feathered Dragon?

Just don’t take it back, how to explain the ancient mirror, and how to explain the above test results?

When he was distressed, Huang Wending hummed without changing his expression: “It’s only 10% of the bloodline, the lowest level, almost equal to none, the Huang family will not recognize this kind of waste bloodline!”

Saying anything, he couldn’t let Xia Qingchen go. Go back to Huang’s house.

He is the purest generation of the Huang family’s contemporary blood, and is loved and valued by the older generation of the Huang family. If Xia Qingchen returns to the Huang family, where will he be?

“Abandoned blood?” Xia Yuan once again fell from hope to despair, and asked Huang Conglong with a look of pain: “Big Brother Conglong, is that really true?

” It is indeed a waste of blood, and there is no difference.” The fluke

in Xia Yuan’s eyes was shattered, he laughed at himself, and sat back weakly: “What am I expecting?” Only Xia Qingchen’s heart was like a mirror, and he could see that the Huang father and son were lying. “Since this is the case, I won’t force it. Another day, we will leave a letter to inform the Huang family that my 10% waste blood will not join the Huang family, so as not to embarrass them.” Xia Qingchen said lightly. Hearing this, Huang’s father and son felt tight. Although the Huang family does not come down from the sky, there are many post stations in the human world. Letters written to the Huang family will be delivered to the sky through the inn, and finally read by the elders in the family. If the head of the family knew, they would degrade Xia Qingchen, a genius with a 100% bloodline, into a waste bloodline, and if they abandoned him, it would cause an uproar! At least the head of the family can’t spare their father and son.

[End of This Chapter]