When Gan Ziruo was obscured by Mr. Da’s magical power, not only did the academy feel the response, but the Yin and Yang family where he was also in seemed to have a huge wave... Please read the most complete novel!

Because this not only represents the loss of the peak combat power of human beings in the present world, but also represents that the "Yin" Yang family, as the oldest family, actually lost a real person in power.

The family set up three veins, Donghuang, Moon God, and Star Soul. Each vein is the leader of the vein, and they jointly protect the giant genitals of the 'Yin' Yang family.

Gan Ziruo is the leader of the Star Soul lineage. If he branched out, he would be a super force no less than any other family in the Martyr world.

This is not only from Gan Ziruo's strength, but also the confidence of being a member of the "Yin" Yang family, built on the remains of this huge family.

This is the south of the mountains and ridges, with ancient trees everywhere, and the air is unexpectedly good.

It is winter now, and the place south of China is also shrouded in the cold. In the heavy forests among the mountains, white fog is floating.

Although it is winter, the trees here are still full of green leaves, and the green leaves are green and verdant, and large areas are continuous in the mountains. The winding river continues to fork and flows through the mountains, but there is something obviously missing.

There is less anger, and it belongs to the nature. In this situation, there are no animals or even birds singing.

Except for the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the branches and leaves, and the subtle sound of flowing water, everything is quiet, as if it is the forbidden area of ​​life, with a unique "yin" coldness.

However, a huge village with ancient and ancient fragrance surrounds the mountains, fences and smoke from the roofs, showing that although it is isolated from the world, there are still smoke.

This is the residence of the 'Yin' Yang family.

The huge formation barrier is built around it, and it is impossible for ordinary people to get here because it involves the supreme power of time and space, and the cracks derived are enough to tear any existence that wants to get close to it into pieces.

The winter afternoon is lazy, but in this village that seems to have not changed for thousands of years, most of the tribe members are still busy with their own affairs.

It is either a carving that you like, or a hunting utensil, or a group to play cards and chat, or drink and eat, etc.

Although they are members of the "Yin" Yang family, in fact, there is no big difference between them and ordinary people outside the world's lives, or in other words, there is actually not much difference in their lives in essence.

Eat, eat, sleep, and do what you want to do during the day, or the whole life passes like this.

As long as nothing unexpected happens.

Deep in the village, beside the cliff, there is a tall mahogany attic.

Two blue candles burned out of thin air on both sides of the attic, without a carrier or any support, like a hot air balloon, igniting itself in the air.

Even the members of the Yang family of the Yin family knew what these two flames were and what they mean. They only knew that from when they were children, they heard from the elders in the family that it was a long time ago, when this attic was built, and when the person moved in, the two blue flames lit up.

It has never been extinguished for thousands of years.

The attic is simply arranged too simply, with a complete set of tables and chairs, a closed window, and facing the lobby are countless spiritual cards, white candles burning around, wax oil flows all over the seat plate, but it does not overflow any more.

An altar table, an incense burner, three incense offerings, and the green smoke sways around.

On the side of the long table, there are seven chairs, except for the first one, three on both sides, and the seats are already full at this time.

The six old men with white hair had a haggard face, like the shrinking old tree bark, with white hair all over their heads but were always meticulous. They were all wearing crimson robes, some were wearing long gowns, some were wearing cloaks, some were wearing cloaks, etc., but at this time they all looked at the man standing next to the first seat, silently.

His eyes were like swords, like a burning iron "rod" spear, which made Yue Shen Taki's skin hurt a little.

This is a square-faced man with a majestic appearance and a clear edges and corners, like a knife cutting an axe and chisel, showing more firmness.

A flying dragon in a long robe with a moon-white color soars into the sky, with a dark blue color and a fine dragon pattern. The body is straightened and pulled, making the dragon more heroic, as if it is about to leap out at any time.

He is the head of the ruler of the Moon God lineage, and his status is comparable to that of the Star Soul Gan Ziruo. In the "Yin" Yang family who cannot be retreated, he is the highest leader and the acting head of the family.

This comes from his identity, his strength, and it is also a proof of his trust.

"Moon God, I don't need to talk to you, what do you say?"

An old man on the left side of the long table spoke, his eyes as bright as the sun, which made Yue Shen Taki feel a little annoyed, and he was also a little scared.

There is not only resentment towards these tribes who sometimes rely on their seniority, but also fear of these people. They are not the old people who are just living in corpses. There is also a potential force in these people's bodies.

This power will not wither wither with the passage of time and the gradual decay of life, because it represents the obsession that the "yin" Yang family has been in the past thousands of years.

The obsession of trying to control everything in your hands.

And it is like a fire seed, passed down from generation to generation, in the hearts of every tribe.

...

Yue Shen Taki's hand was slightly tight and loose. Of course, he knew who was the first to speak. This was an old man from his Yue Shen lineage, a former senior and a current family elder.

"You also know that at a critical moment, it is not convenient for me to disturb you." He bowed slightly and said.

"snort!"

On the side, before waiting for Mr. Su from the Moon God lineage to speak again, another old man slapped the table directly.

"Now it's Ziruo dead, it's Ziruo dead!" He beard was angry and said coldly: "The leader of the Star Soul lineage died unknown outside. Now in front of us, you have such a response?"

Yue Shenlong frowned slightly. Of course, he recognized the person who spoke, a senior from the Star Soul lineage, and had always had a hot temper. But he always looked at Gan Ziruo on weekdays. Even if he was the ruler of the Star Soul lineage, he would sometimes be scolded by the other party as if he were the same as his grandson.

But often, Gan Ziruo didn't say much, just lowered his head and listened, and waited for the other party to finish speaking before leaving.

It turned out that Yue Shen Taki didn't know the situation. When he saw this old guy and his usual abnormal attitude, although he had the intention to find out, he also knew that it was not the time.

The other few people present did not make any noise at this time, just looked at Yue Shen Taki.

On the long table, seven cups of tea are filled with heat and ripples are slightly moved.

"That person did not issue an edict on this matter."

Yue Shen Taki sorted out his language and frowned and said, "If Zi goes to Fengcheng to see the Sishe vein entering the world, the last news that he will be returning will be that he will be back soon. So the place where he has an accident should be near Fengcheng."
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