Heavenly Star

Snowflake was surprised for a while, panicked to go over and lift him up, but Ye Wuchen grabbed him with one hand. He smiled and asked: "My lord, I am just a handless cripple. Do you still want to honor me as the Holy Lord? ”

The old man did not rise, trembling and resolute: “The one who can gain recognition of the catastrophic bow is our Holy Lord! We must follow in death and never betray! The search for the Holy Lord and the Bow of Disaster is the only reason why our North Emperor has existed for thousands of years. The ancestral training has clouds, along with the blessings of heaven, on the contrary, it has become a great catastrophe. When my grandfather and they were lucky not to die, they were blessed with heaven. How dare we disobey the words of our ancestors and disobey the Holy Lord! I pledge my allegiance to the Holy Lord, and if I have a different heart, I will perish in heaven! I believe that the present state of the Holy Lord is only temporary, and he will surely lead me out of the North Emperor Zone to the true top of the world! ”

His words are firm, his words are from the heart, and there is no half falsehood. Ye Wuchen had a slight head. In front of the Southern Emperor, he did not shine a star-cutting sword, and in front of this “other” Pope of the North Emperor, he shined a catastrophic bow. Because once the former comes out, the most likely thing they do is kill and take the sword, and the latter, in exchange for their vows to follow.

“Get up, old man.” Ye Wuchen was satisfied. He was just a loser, and if the old man really had any bad faith, killing to take the bow was just raising his hand. But he still kneels before him and expresses his loyalty to him, of which there is no need for any falsehood - and this is exactly what Ye Wuchen expected. Otherwise, if anything goes wrong, he will not take out the catastrophe bow.

“Thank the Holy Lord!” At this time, the old man was like a loyal minister to the king in front of Ye Wuchen. He stood up and still couldn't erase the excitement on his face: “You were the Holy Lord… it was the Heavenly Will, the Lord of Heaven, our perseverance and loyalty, let Heaven take care of us. ”

Ye Wuchen said: "Do you really want to be faithful to a man who meets me in Pingshui just because of a bow? ”

“Follow eternity, never betray! Otherwise the gods will be together! ”

“If I wanted you to destroy another North Emperor, would you agree?” Ye Wuchen half-seriously probed.

The old man looked sobered and said calmly: "Even without the Holy Father's command, we hate not to kill him! ”

“Oh? They forced your grandfather to jump off a cliff for the rest of his life, but after all, they belonged to the same line of the North Emperor as you, counting as your relatives. ”

“No!” the old man shook his head and looked sharply: “They can't call themselves the North Emperor, because the North Emperor I lead is the true North Emperor! ”

“Oh?”

The old man said: "In our North Emperor Sect, those who have the direct blood of the North Emperor are a single legend. They can have several women, but there can always be only one son. Those who possess direct lineage shall be the Patriarchs of the North Emperor. I have seven daughters, but only one son is flaming, my son has three daughters, the eldest daughter is dead, and there is only one son, Yan Bo Luo. The other Yan surnames are born of our daughter of the North Emperor and the foreigner surname. The Yan surname is attributed to the North Emperor, and it is bred by generations. With the purest blood of the North Emperor, there is only one man per generation, and the Holy Lord knows that the Lord of the North Emperor is simply one... bastard! There is no right to lead the North Emperor. The North Emperor that he led wasn't even the North Emperor! ”

Ye Wuchen's eyebrows shrunk tighter and tighter. After a long time, he slightly said: “So that's how it is. ”

At present, the North Emperor of Tianchen mainland has only part of the North Emperor blood, but does not prevent them from practicing the technique of flaming souls and using Qian Kun irrigation * *, and does not fade due to impure blood. But there is bound to be a gap between purity and impurity, and it may not be. I don't know how powerful this old man would be in front of me.

“Holy Lord, do not know what this catastrophic bow is?” The old man's eyes were full of piety when he looked at the bow of disaster.

“It, right at your feet, I found it under its summons. ”

“Under your feet?” The old man fainted slightly, laughing at himself: “How could my grandfather, my father, and I have thought that the catastrophic bow that I have been searching so hard for is at our feet, with us for so many years? I wonder how my grandfather and father would feel if they found out under Nine Springs.” He exclaimed, respectfully: “The Holy Lord rest assured that I will help you recover even if I spare your old life. ”

“Well, about me and the fourth maid...” Ye Wuchen asked with a smile.

The old man snapped and then laughed: "Hahahahaha, the daughter of a man of the direct line of blood of the North Empire is a woman of the Holy Lord, who can marry only when she has not found the Holy Lord at the age of 25. Four maids collided by mistake, but there was no major trouble. Otherwise, it would be really difficult for me... you guys, come in. ”

Ye Wuchen was slightly surprised, which is why a few people stood in silence outside the door. The old man drank it so much, they couldn't hide it, and pushed the door in.

“The generations of the Northern Emperor passed on their flames to the Holy Lord!” The old man's only son, the seemingly silly middle-aged uncle, fell to the ground with a solemn worship, and his wife followed him closely.

“North Emperor Zongyan Qiusha meets the Holy Lord! ”

“The First Generation of the Northern Emperor Bow of Fire meets the Holy Lord! ”

“… Yan Boyue meets the Holy Lord. ”

Seeing his parents and his brother and sister all went on to worship him, the Fourth Maiden was gruesome and amused. She followed him at the end of the day and watched Ye Wuchen scream with delicacy: "The flaming bow sees the Holy Brother. ”

The old man's words first smiled, then his beard curled, and said seriously: “We are all people of the blood of the North Emperor, the Holy Lord is our God, don't be so great. ”

“But, as Grandpa had just done, I am the woman of the Holy Lord.” I was frightened for a long time, and now I'm in such a good mood that all four maids care about vomiting their tongues, and then suddenly I get up and rush to Ye Wuchen's side, his body is short to hold his neck, and I laugh: “Holy Brother, I'm your woman, hip-hop...”

The old man stared and laughed in his heart, nothing, because Ye Wuchen showed no objection at all.

“You're all going to get up. We're all family now. You're so kind to me, it makes me uncomfortable. ”

They just stood up and immediately recovered their nature after the flame broke off. “Hahaha, it turns out that the Holy Lord was the one my three children didn't want to pick up, that's a good boy...”

Halfway through the conversation, the peasant woman dressed as Yan Qiusha blamed her face: “What did you pick up? Our Lord the Holy One has come down from the sky. The Holy Lord is the Holy Lord, and this is a beautiful sign alone, and it is not something that ordinary people can have. ”

Flaming slaps on the head, hey hey chuckles. Flaming bow Luo was excited to rub his hand, but Yan Qiusha pulled it over. The smile was called a spring flower brilliant: “Look how lucky our son is, our ancestors searched for the Holy Lord for the rest of their lives and never found him. Our son found him without doing anything, and so did our daughter. ”

Second maid, that is, the moon of the flaming bow is full of red and faint, has been watching Ye Wuchen secretly.

Four maids, that is, a flaming bow, snatched the catastrophic bow in Ye Wuchen's hand and shouted: “Wow! Is this your regular catastrophic bow? Looks handsome and scary. Grandpa, do you have an arrow? I want to see if this bow is as good as yours. ”

Seeing her still so unscrupulous in front of the "Holy Lord", even the catastrophic bow was grabbed with no hesitation, and the flames of heaven and earth smiled at each other. After all, when the bow is very old, many things are only tacitly known so that it is not yet time to be cultivated into that deep bone of loyalty. "Four maids, no one can use this bow except the Holy Lord," said Yantianwei. "Although you have the blood of the North Emperor, you will not be ostracized by the catastrophic bow, but you will never pull the string open. ”

“Huh?” the flaming bow curious in his heart, half a letter doubtful reaching towards the bloody elongated bow string, under the pressure, fingers hidden pain, but the bow string really didn't move. On several more occasions, she was unhappy, and the catastrophic bow in her hand suddenly turned into a blood ray and shot into Ye Wuchen's eyebrows.

If the flaming bow flattened his lips unhappily, he said: "Humph, Qi. ”

Yan Tianwei saluted: "Holy Lord, there are three hundred and thirty-nine of us here, men, women and children, all men, women and children of the Northern Emperor, without any outsiders. After that, everything will be under the command of the Holy Lord, and I wonder what the Holy Lord will do next. ”

Ye Wuchen thought for a moment, "I want to go to that restricted area in the north. ”

“This… now that the Holy Lord has decreed, we will send the Holy Lord there. ”

Ye Wuchen nodded: “Just let Brother Bow send me there. ”

As soon as Flaming Bow heard it, he panicked and hurried: “I can't call you that. You are the Holy Lord. Our mission is to follow and be faithful to you. This… how can I bear it? ”

Ye Wuchen sighed softly and shook his head with a smile: "We used to be brothers. It was so uncomfortable. Instead, they now score a lot. If that's the case, I'd rather not have the Holy Lord's pseudonym. ”

The flame broke and he laughed: “Sanba, the Holy Lord is so full of heart, if you insist on correcting instead, everything will follow the Holy Lord's will. Not much to say, send the Holy Lord on a journey north, remember not to let the Holy Lord suffer any harm. ”