The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy chapter 1283

The Ultimate Villain of Fantasy
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With the sound of pleading, Ye Ling’s face was full of bitterness, Ye Ling’s chest was stiff, he no longer had any words to convince the old man, he could only watch and wait! “Elder Ye, give him another chance… !”
The clear and gentle words sounded, Ye Lao looked at the source of the sound, and looked at the girl who had just completed the family seal under the stage, called Mo Qing.
Ye Lao moved his eyes, looked at Ye Ling’s pleading look again, and sighed softly: “Hey, for Xiaoqing’s sake, go ahead! There is no next time!”
“Yes, there is no next time!”
Ye Ling also said to herself, her face dignified as never before.
‘Huh’ let out a breath of foul breath from his chest, Ye Ling stood up with her thin waist, striding up the dozens of bluestone steps with steady steps.
The dark pupils narrowed into a slit, carefully wandering back and forth, looking at the familiar faces of the families on both sides of the bluestone road.
Chapter 94 More Substantial
‘Hey, he’s still not here!’ Ye Ling’s cheeks smeared with self-mockery, the curved corners of her mouth, her clenched fists, and a very special feeling.
There is anger, there is speechlessness, the annoying silence, behind the smile, but with incomparable loneliness, climbing the steps, the family glory that is within reach, but is far away! I have been climbing for eight years! I stroked the white sleeves, revealing my palms covered with blue veins and rough horns, and pulled out… the dagger around my waist, opened towards the palm of my hand, frowned, endured the pain, and took it with me. The gushing blood slapped towards the groove.
“Eight years later, I can’t fail again!”
A small whisper, perhaps only he could hear it.
At this time, under the high platform, those who have been together for more than ten years, may be companions, may be brothers, may be called clansmen, blood is connected, and whose heartstrings fluctuate, the sacred family’s family’s ‘Clan’, in the light In the corners where the light can’t shine, the hundreds of figures, except… the clan elder’s Gujing Wubo, the young men and women under the clan showed several expressions.
Sympathy, pity, ridicule, ridicule, yes… This kind of expression that has shrouded him for eight years, at this moment, on his family’s face, spring to autumn, year after year, who is in front of him After that, he turned this expression every day. He knew better than anyone who was with whom. He couldn’t see the group of faces behind him, and he didn’t want to see it either…. There was a wave of ‘touching’, the bright red blood essence. , started again, in the 100 years of the century, the family power has been passed down from generation to generation, something called the ‘family code’, the family’s ‘family code’ is in his efforts year after year.
It did not leave him a place engraved with family glory.
“A mediocre person is… a mediocre person, and strength is in vain!”
“Hmph, the name of the trash can’t be rewritten!”
In the corner of the stage, under the shadow of the tree, half of his face is covered, and his tall and straight posture seems to be recognized by the companions beside him. The meaningful smile seemed to agree with ‘Mo Lin’, the third person of the Mo family’s younger generation.
‘Touch’ Ye Ling placed the palm of the groove and seemed to tremble a bit. A tearing force rushed into the right arm and slowly rushed into the body. The blue-blue color enveloped his whole body, and his face changed. A variety of colors, cold sweat, and soaked the back! This tearing force kept swimming in the wound, the already painful wound opened, and the blood kept pouring out, Ye Ling knew it, and was familiar with it. The first step, devouring blood essence, has come! The blood essence is being drawn to the right hand by an invisible suction force, the blood of ordinary people circulates in the body, according to the normal circulation route, but this suction force destroys the circulation , and not slowly guiding the blood, but a strong swallowing suction, abstracting the blood from the wound in the right hand, dazzling the inner breath, the blue light wrapped around the body, making Ye Ling unable to move, after a while, he still Will repeat the previous regret “stop!”
Ye Ling shouted incessantly in his mind, that slashing power had taken away [-]% of his blood essence, that thin and thin body, the skin was shrinking, and the body’s moisture was shrinking, a strange feeling.
Chapter 95
“Well, if the ‘Clan Dian’ feels that my eight years of hard work are not enough to inherit the ‘Clan Seal’, then use my blood to irrigate the inheritance, and let my blood ‘sacrificial’, ancestors! The breath of the sea pushes the blood essence of the whole body to the groove, the overflowing blood slowly emerges from the groove, slowly flows down, and disappears without a trace in an instant. The blue light of the clan platform seems to be irrigated and becomes : Show off, more substantial.
“Don’t you want my blood? Then take it all!”
‘Om’, still the muffled sound, blue-blue ripples blooming, with a light color like ripples, a thrust took away the sweat from his whole body, and drifted several meters away, the crowd under the stage, Mo Qing stood in In the front row, he seemed to feel the slightest coldness covering his cheeks, that was Ye Ling’s sweat! The subtle changes in the clan platform, it seemed that only she, who had just completed the clan seal, felt subtle! The snow-white complexion, the brows were furrowed, and Question: “It’s strange, why is Ye Ling’s movement so big, it seems that the color of the blue light has also changed, no, what is that?”
The bright pupils look towards the changing end! The Xuanyue in the sky, half of the silver arc, overlooks the mountains and forests.
What Mo Qing was staring at was not the Qinglan Clan Terrace, but the ‘ancient beast’ statue standing on four sides! “It moved, moved…”
Mo Qing’s mind suddenly fell into a daze. The statue that had not moved for hundreds of years, the statue that had been looking up at the sky, actually moved. , Just now everyone turned their attention to Qinglanqing on the high platform, but the position of Qinglanqing was right in front of the ancient beasts. Their slight movements seemed subtle, but they gave Mo Qing an incomparable shock! However, they moved tightly. , Now Mo Qing is still staring at the ancient beast statue directly in front of her, even if she catches the slightest movement and moves again.
I once remembered that when I was eight years old, I once went to the clan stage and asked the clan to ‘review’. This time it was the eighth time. The man who was with excitement, his face flushed, his fiery eyes, accompanied him from the top of glory, and fell ten thousand feet.
The next year, he found him in the corner, silent and silent.
Ye Ling only felt an oppressive look looking down at him, which made him feel even more pressure. In the second year, he still failed! Since then, he has never appeared in the ‘Clan Classics’ every year.
It has been eight years, with countless white eyes, cold eyes… He has never given up, he just wants to get the recognition of that man, a kind of recognition that is proud of him, is this goal an extravagant hope? Obviously, nature and nurture form a relationship. Share the ‘chasm’, obviously, Ye Ling is the latter.
Ye Ling’s trembling arm, as if it was smashed by a beast, has no consciousness, and there is an ups and downs of death in his body, his face is pale, with a faint death color.
The blood essence was forcibly squeezed by himself and flowed into the clan platform.
The dark pupils have been closed, and the obsession in his mind catalyzes the meridians of his whole body, and the blue meridians emerge from the epidermis.
At this time, the clan platform was quiet and depressing.
The whole body has been drained of all the anger, the sea of inner breath, the strong inner breath that has been hoarded for eight years, is constantly resisting the swallowing that comes from the cut.
Chapter 96 Half-print Totem
“It’s so cold!”
Ye Ling couldn’t help shaking her body, and a chill hit her body! “Bang”, her mind suddenly exploded, and she fled into a blank space. She felt that her body was bearing extra weight. A trace of golden light, or the illusory light thread called golden thread, has been mixed into the turbid light, and the golden thread penetrates the body and rushes into the sea of inner breath in the abdomen.
In an instant, an itching piercing into the bone marrow spread across the meridians.
“its not right!”
A trace of clarity in my mind, I felt the changes in my body, and suddenly I felt a warm heat flow from my right heart, a familiar but unfamiliar warmth.
“Isn’t this the blood I lost? How come it’s back?”
The bright red blood that was still full of faint residual warmth was pulled by an invisible force along with the wound on the palm of his hand, and returned to his own blood. In the middle, a faint blue-blue dot adhered to it, and along with the backflowing blood, it got into the major blood vessels of the body.
The whole body seems to be hungry and thirsty, and it is full of energy again.
A miracle is taking place.
The crowd under the high stage was blocked by the blue and blue light, but they could only see Ye Ling’s blurred back, but they didn’t know when it happened. The light disappeared, and Ye Ling’s clear back slowly emerged.
In the corner under the stage, Mo Lin was like a corner embedded in the dark night: the light and shadow exposed half of his face, staring at that… the back on the clan stage, I remembered that every year, he only took a few breaths.
Booming off the table, what happened this time, I haven’t seen any movement for so long, and I still have a faint feeling that he is going to feel it! Ye Ling felt the golden thread lingering in the sea of inner breath, feeling the faint fluctuation, the whole The ten golden threads are wandering there. Ye Ling is indeed strange and inexplicable! In the blink of an eye, in the sea of inner breath, one of the golden threads suddenly moved, drilled into the skin, swam into the back, and moved upwards. Climbing, climbing to the root of the neck, suddenly deformed, and separated several and golden threads.
At the root of the neck: wandering, combining a kind of totem.