Chapter 950
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"Patriarch, is there really any other clan in our world?"
In the north of the land of taixuan, even the stars on the sky are hiding in the thick dark clouds under the cold and howling wind. Then a girl with short hair in a tattered animal coat raises her head and looks at the Rift Valley above. From a distance, there is only a slit about the size of a hand, and continues to speak softly:
"if there is, why has red bean never been seen How about it? "
After the girl's light inquiry voice dropped, suddenly a drop of cold rain fell from the crack, as if the sky were crying. Then beside the girl, an old man with a bent body and constant cough took his eyes back from some scattered buildings below. After a while, the old man's response came out:
"red beans, we are human beings There is a saying in ancient times, it is called "heaven has no way out, so we will never be the only survivors hiding in the land of taixuan."
The old man's voice was ringing in his ears. The old man reached out and touched the girl's head. His kind voice continued to ring out:
"when my grandfather was a child, the elders of my ancestors told me that in the south, far away, far away, South than the fourth great shangguo, there was a small ancestral Kingdom established by our own people, and the people above the ancestral country could choose from You live in the sun, and you don't have to hide in the Rift Valley day by day.
"Grandfather, I'm too old to think about it, but I hope you kids can go there in your life, and don't give up any hope."
As soon as the old man said this, the thin and short haired girl sitting with her legs in her arms slowly stretched out her right hand to catch the drops of cold rain falling from above. Every time it rained in this rift valley, it represented another hurricane in the far north sea.
The rain was cold, just like a small awl, trying to pierce into the palm of her hand, but the girl was not moved. Then her eyes moved, and she looked at the old man's face full of gullies. She continued to ask:
"grandfather, you said that there are countless races in the land of taixuan, and a large part of them have killing intention on us, so once they meet, they will Avoid scattering, then if I really meet a Terran in the future, how should I distinguish and confirm? "
"Eyes!"
As soon as the young girl's inquiry fell, the old man's response began to ring. Then the old man stretched out a withered finger and pointed to the girl's eyes. The voice of vicissitudes continued to spread out:
"red beans, eyes are the windows of the soul, so they can most intuitively reflect the shape of the soul. No matter how the other races practice, their eyes will not change, for example The serpentine pupils of the marine races in the North Sea, such as those of the jungle lizard race, may have many pupil colors in the process of development and the intersection of blood, but there is one color that will never disappear. "
When the old man said this, he stopped a little, and then his old eyes looked at the wide eyes of the girl in front of him. He solemnly said a word:
"that's the black color like red beans!
"So red beans, you remember, if one day, you meet black eyes, it must be the same clan!"
The old man's words are not loud, but they are particularly enlightening. At this time, the words deeply engraved in the mind are like thunder. They are stepping out of the light door of the space and staring at the girl Hongdou in Zhao Yu's eyes.
Because she saw a pair of such pure, ebony like black eyes!
Then the girl with black eyes burst into tears again, because she knew that the manyuanyuan did not cheat her, nor did the old man cheat her. What she stepped on was a nation belonging to the human race.
In the imperial garden of Baidi palace, gusts of breeze, accompanied by the warm spring sun, blow the lush green lawn, just like a large rippling green lake. At the same time, the xuantianmu that goes straight into the sky is also happily stretching and shaking his body.
White clouds floating in the clear sky, a peaceful scene, but under the dark sky trees, Zhao Yu, the master of the summer, and almost all the high-ranking officials of the whole Daxia temple are all staring with open eyes and suspiciously at the short haired girl with the appearance of crying pear blossom.
From birth to the present, the endless depression, heartache, and the concentrated outbreak of suffering have made Hongdou's emotion unable to control any more, pouring out, and the cry of grievance resounded throughout the imperial garden.
Later, Xu Qing, a slender young lady, walked forward slowly and presented the information recorded by the simple communication between manyuanyuan and the girl with short hair to Zhao Yu.
After drinking a cup of bitter tea, the young emperor picked up the fold and opened it. After a few breaths, Zhao Yu's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
At the same time, in this moment, the infinite imperial power suddenly emerged in the imperial garden, which seemed to turn into a hot sun rising directly into the sky, and sent out a burning light, which made the civil and military officials below put down their tea cups and sat in front of each other with a dignified face.
Emperor Wei's heart was burning, sweeping all directions. But on Zhao Yu's beautiful face, his face was still like a Pinghu Lake, only the center of his eyebrows. The flowers of the four roads, which were composed of vermilion patterns, became more and more red and colorful, like blood and burning, indicating that Zhao Yu's heart was not calm.Then the young emperor handed the fold to Liang Po on one side, indicating that he would pass it on to the officials below. He looked at the bottom, the girl Hongdou, who was still sobbing.
At this moment, Zhao Yu could understand why such a young girl would suddenly cry into tears when she saw herself, and then a sound of exhalation sounded from all the officials below, followed by a surge of anger.
Although HaoTu people in Shenzhou sank together with Yuanqiao and Daiyu islands tens of thousands of years ago, they have the same ancestors as the people in taixuan. In other words, they have the same blood in their bones, just like brothers and feet in the distance.
Therefore, the officials of Daxia who knew that there must be a collision with taixuan were naturally angry when they saw that the people on it were removed from their surnames. Looking at the girl Hongdou, who was gradually calming down in front of them, they also took a trace of pity in their eyes.
This little girl, in fact, is the epitome of the whole land of taixuan, the weak and helpless people!
Then Zhao Yu, who was sitting behind the desk, leaned forward slightly with black eyes. After a long time, the young emperor's mouth was slightly open, and the calm emperor's voice directly rang through the Imperial Garden:
"since you come to the summer, since I met you, I can promise you, and from now on, you will no longer be alone 。”
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"Patriarch, is there really any other clan in our world?"
In the north of the land of taixuan, even the stars on the sky are hiding in the thick dark clouds under the cold and howling wind. Then a girl with short hair in a tattered animal coat raises her head and looks at the Rift Valley above. From a distance, there is only a slit about the size of a hand, and continues to speak softly:
"if there is, why has red bean never been seen How about it? "
After the girl's light inquiry voice dropped, suddenly a drop of cold rain fell from the crack, as if the sky were crying. Then beside the girl, an old man with a bent body and constant cough took his eyes back from some scattered buildings below. After a while, the old man's response came out:
"red beans, we are human beings There is a saying in ancient times, it is called "heaven has no way out, so we will never be the only survivors hiding in the land of taixuan."
The old man's voice was ringing in his ears. The old man reached out and touched the girl's head. His kind voice continued to ring out:
"when my grandfather was a child, the elders of my ancestors told me that in the south, far away, far away, South than the fourth great shangguo, there was a small ancestral Kingdom established by our own people, and the people above the ancestral country could choose from You live in the sun, and you don't have to hide in the Rift Valley day by day.
"Grandfather, I'm too old to think about it, but I hope you kids can go there in your life, and don't give up any hope."
As soon as the old man said this, the thin and short haired girl sitting with her legs in her arms slowly stretched out her right hand to catch the drops of cold rain falling from above. Every time it rained in this rift valley, it represented another hurricane in the far north sea.
The rain was cold, just like a small awl, trying to pierce into the palm of her hand, but the girl was not moved. Then her eyes moved, and she looked at the old man's face full of gullies. She continued to ask:
"grandfather, you said that there are countless races in the land of taixuan, and a large part of them have killing intention on us, so once they meet, they will Avoid scattering, then if I really meet a Terran in the future, how should I distinguish and confirm? "
"Eyes!"
As soon as the young girl's inquiry fell, the old man's response began to ring. Then the old man stretched out a withered finger and pointed to the girl's eyes. The voice of vicissitudes continued to spread out:
"red beans, eyes are the windows of the soul, so they can most intuitively reflect the shape of the soul. No matter how the other races practice, their eyes will not change, for example The serpentine pupils of the marine races in the North Sea, such as those of the jungle lizard race, may have many pupil colors in the process of development and the intersection of blood, but there is one color that will never disappear. "
When the old man said this, he stopped a little, and then his old eyes looked at the wide eyes of the girl in front of him. He solemnly said a word:
"that's the black color like red beans!
"So red beans, you remember, if one day, you meet black eyes, it must be the same clan!"
The old man's words are not loud, but they are particularly enlightening. At this time, the words deeply engraved in the mind are like thunder. They are stepping out of the light door of the space and staring at the girl Hongdou in Zhao Yu's eyes.
Because she saw a pair of such pure, ebony like black eyes!
Then the girl with black eyes burst into tears again, because she knew that the manyuanyuan did not cheat her, nor did the old man cheat her. What she stepped on was a nation belonging to the human race.
In the imperial garden of Baidi palace, gusts of breeze, accompanied by the warm spring sun, blow the lush green lawn, just like a large rippling green lake. At the same time, the xuantianmu that goes straight into the sky is also happily stretching and shaking his body.
White clouds floating in the clear sky, a peaceful scene, but under the dark sky trees, Zhao Yu, the master of the summer, and almost all the high-ranking officials of the whole Daxia temple are all staring with open eyes and suspiciously at the short haired girl with the appearance of crying pear blossom.
From birth to the present, the endless depression, heartache, and the concentrated outbreak of suffering have made Hongdou's emotion unable to control any more, pouring out, and the cry of grievance resounded throughout the imperial garden.
Later, Xu Qing, a slender young lady, walked forward slowly and presented the information recorded by the simple communication between manyuanyuan and the girl with short hair to Zhao Yu.
After drinking a cup of bitter tea, the young emperor picked up the fold and opened it. After a few breaths, Zhao Yu's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
At the same time, in this moment, the infinite imperial power suddenly emerged in the imperial garden, which seemed to turn into a hot sun rising directly into the sky, and sent out a burning light, which made the civil and military officials below put down their tea cups and sat in front of each other with a dignified face.
Emperor Wei's heart was burning, sweeping all directions. But on Zhao Yu's beautiful face, his face was still like a Pinghu Lake, only the center of his eyebrows. The flowers of the four roads, which were composed of vermilion patterns, became more and more red and colorful, like blood and burning, indicating that Zhao Yu's heart was not calm.Then the young emperor handed the fold to Liang Po on one side, indicating that he would pass it on to the officials below. He looked at the bottom, the girl Hongdou, who was still sobbing.
At this moment, Zhao Yu could understand why such a young girl would suddenly cry into tears when she saw herself, and then a sound of exhalation sounded from all the officials below, followed by a surge of anger.
Although HaoTu people in Shenzhou sank together with Yuanqiao and Daiyu islands tens of thousands of years ago, they have the same ancestors as the people in taixuan. In other words, they have the same blood in their bones, just like brothers and feet in the distance.
Therefore, the officials of Daxia who knew that there must be a collision with taixuan were naturally angry when they saw that the people on it were removed from their surnames. Looking at the girl Hongdou, who was gradually calming down in front of them, they also took a trace of pity in their eyes.
This little girl, in fact, is the epitome of the whole land of taixuan, the weak and helpless people!
Then Zhao Yu, who was sitting behind the desk, leaned forward slightly with black eyes. After a long time, the young emperor's mouth was slightly open, and the calm emperor's voice directly rang through the Imperial Garden:
"since you come to the summer, since I met you, I can promise you, and from now on, you will no longer be alone 。”
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"Patriarch, is there really any other clan in our world?" In the north of the land of taixuan, even the stars on the sky are hiding in the thick dark clouds under the cold and howling wind. Then a girl with short hair in a tattered animal coat raises her head and looks at the Rift Valley above. From a distance, there is only a slit about the size of a hand, and continues to speak softly: "if there is, why has red bean never been seen How about it? " After the girl's light inquiry voice dropped, suddenly a drop of cold rain fell from the crack, as if the sky were crying. Then beside the girl, an old man with a bent body and constant cough took his eyes back from some scattered buildings below. After a while, the old man's response came out: "red beans, we are human beings There is a saying in ancient times, it is called "heaven has no way out, so we will never be the only survivors hiding in the land of taixuan." The old man's voice was ringing in his ears. The old man reached out and touched the girl's head. His kind voice continued to ring out: "when my grandfather was a child, the elders of my ancestors told me that in the south, far away, far away, South than the fourth great shangguo, there was a small ancestral Kingdom established by our own people, and the people above the ancestral country could choose from You live in the sun, and you don't have to hide in the Rift Valley day by day. "Grandfather, I'm too old to think about it, but I hope you kids can go there in your life, and don't give up any hope." As soon as the old man said this, the thin and short haired girl sitting with her legs in her arms slowly stretched out her right hand to catch the drops of cold rain falling from above. Every time it rained in this rift valley, it represented another hurricane in the far north sea. The rain was cold, just like a small awl, trying to pierce into the palm of her hand, but the girl was not moved. Then her eyes moved, and she looked at the old man's face full of gullies. She continued to ask: "grandfather, you said that there are countless races in the land of taixuan, and a large part of them have killing intention on us, so once they meet, they will Avoid scattering, then if I really meet a Terran in the future, how should I distinguish and confirm? " "Eyes!" As soon as the young girl's inquiry fell, the old man's response began to ring. Then the old man stretched out a withered finger and pointed to the girl's eyes. The voice of vicissitudes continued to spread out: "red beans, eyes are the windows of the soul, so they can most intuitively reflect the shape of the soul. No matter how the other races practice, their eyes will not change, for example The serpentine pupils of the marine races in the North Sea, such as those of the jungle lizard race, may have many pupil colors in the process of development and the intersection of blood, but there is one color that will never disappear. " When the old man said this, he stopped a little, and then his old eyes looked at the wide eyes of the girl in front of him. He solemnly said a word: "that's the black color like red beans! "So red beans, you remember, if one day, you meet black eyes, it must be the same clan!" The old man's words are not loud, but they are particularly enlightening. At this time, the words deeply engraved in the mind are like thunder. They are stepping out of the light door of the space and staring at the girl Hongdou in Zhao Yu's eyes. Because she saw a pair of such pure, ebony like black eyes! Then the girl with black eyes burst into tears again, because she knew that the manyuanyuan did not cheat her, nor did the old man cheat her. What she stepped on was a nation belonging to the human race. In the imperial garden of Baidi palace, gusts of breeze, accompanied by the warm spring sun, blow the lush green lawn, just like a large rippling green lake. At the same time, the xuantianmu that goes straight into the sky is also happily stretching and shaking his body. White clouds floating in the clear sky, a peaceful scene, but under the dark sky trees, Zhao Yu, the master of the summer, and almost all the high-ranking officials of the whole Daxia temple are all staring with open eyes and suspiciously at the short haired girl with the appearance of crying pear blossom. From birth to the present, the endless depression, heartache, and the concentrated outbreak of suffering have made Hongdou's emotion unable to control any more, pouring out, and the cry of grievance resounded throughout the imperial garden. Later, Xu Qing, a slender young lady, walked forward slowly and presented the information recorded by the simple communication between manyuanyuan and the girl with short hair to Zhao Yu. After drinking a cup of bitter tea, the young emperor picked up the fold and opened it. After a few breaths, Zhao Yu's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly. At the same time, in this moment, the infinite imperial power suddenly emerged in the imperial garden, which seemed to turn into a hot sun rising directly into the sky, and sent out a burning light, which made the civil and military officials below put down their tea cups and sat in front of each other with a dignified face. Emperor Wei's heart was burning, sweeping all directions. But on Zhao Yu's beautiful face, his face was still like a Pinghu Lake, only the center of his eyebrows. The flowers of the four roads, which were composed of vermilion patterns, became more and more red and colorful, like blood and burning, indicating that Zhao Yu's heart was not calm.Then the young emperor handed the fold to Liang Po on one side, indicating that he would pass it on to the officials below. He looked at the bottom, the girl Hongdou, who was still sobbing. At this moment, Zhao Yu could understand why such a young girl would suddenly cry into tears when she saw herself, and then a sound of exhalation sounded from all the officials below, followed by a surge of anger. Although HaoTu people in Shenzhou sank together with Yuanqiao and Daiyu islands tens of thousands of years ago, they have the same ancestors as the people in taixuan. In other words, they have the same blood in their bones, just like brothers and feet in the distance. Therefore, the officials of Daxia who knew that there must be a collision with taixuan were naturally angry when they saw that the people on it were removed from their surnames. Looking at the girl Hongdou, who was gradually calming down in front of them, they also took a trace of pity in their eyes. This little girl, in fact, is the epitome of the whole land of taixuan, the weak and helpless people! Then Zhao Yu, who was sitting behind the desk, leaned forward slightly with black eyes. After a long time, the young emperor's mouth was slightly open, and the calm emperor's voice directly rang through the Imperial Garden: "since you come to the summer, since I met you, I can promise you, and from now on, you will no longer be alone www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
