Sky Prison: Sign To The Prison Suppression Demons At The Beginning Of The Game

Li Xinglan clearly remembered that Martial God's evaluation of the dead wind in the Martial God handbook wrote:

The widow’s life spans the world, sweeping across the universe, but the lingering memory is always fixed in his mind. The clothes are not covered, and the food is not enough. There are tens of thousands of people in a clan, but they can’t find a good clothes, old man. They lowered their heads, and the children’s eyes were shining with snow-like crystals. The young and strong members of the clan were all used as coolies to build border defenses. When I saw this scene for the first time, I told myself that maybe I could do it for them. What to order.

Three years later, with dozens of people and hundreds of carts of food, I once again came to the clan known as the descendants of the Sin God, but I was seeing the local officials whipping a young man, that young man. In his arms, he was protecting a little girl, and there was a hideous scarlet blood on the little girl’s pale cheeks...

At that moment, I was angry, and I often wondered, what is the purpose of learning martial arts by myself, longevity? Still swallowed?

I killed dozens of local officials and left hundreds of carts of food. The elderly and children grabbed raw rice and delivered them to their mouths. The hundreds of young people in the clan at that time looked at me blankly. .

I really like this feeling of pleasure and enmity. I wanted to leave as soon as I thought about it, but after another thought, I can’t leave. I am gone, and this clan is over!

The middle-aged man guarding the girl walked up to me and let me go in a calm tone. I was silent for a moment, and then asked: Do you really think you are descendants of the God of Sin?

The middle-aged man did not answer, and silently lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

For a moment, I became angry, pointed at the little girl whose blood on her cheek hadn't dried up, and shouted at the middle-aged man.

Perhaps your ancestors have done something wrong that is not tolerable, but you have been slaves for so many generations, is that enough?

In this world, others will never forgive you for your mistakes. The only one who can forgive you is yourself, understand?

The middle-aged man raised his head abruptly, his eyes suddenly shot out like a wolf. He looked at me and kept looking at me. That feeling, even if he is a widowed person, is still lingering in his heart.

Many years after the Southern Expedition and the Northern War, when the widow founded the Dali Dynasty and canonized the officials, the only thing absent was the Death Wind clan.

Many ministers were angry, and even worse off, they said a lot of ugly things. The widow just smiled at the time and killed them all.

Others say that Fengyin of the Deadwind clan is a lunatic and a killing machine on the battlefield, but what qualifications do they have to say?

I have been in the coldest northwestern polar region and harvested the warmest friendship of my life. Who ever really understood what kind of people the Death Wind is.

They are not killing machines, nor are they murderous monsters!

The reason why they are able to cross the battlefield and sweep all enemies in the world is only because they have been wandering on the edge of Death, struggling, confused...

I don't know if I am considered the benefactor of the Deadwind clan, but I have always had an instinct and I have no doubt about it!

The middle-aged man who had been looking at me at the beginning of the death wind clan, the former patriarch of the death wind, a good brother who had been with me for decades in the world, made a promise that I had never spoken with his wolf-like eyes.

As long as my death wind clan is still there, I will protect you Dali the world for generations to come!

Therefore, my descendants of the Li family, please always remember, if one day, the dynasty is overthrown and the sky is divided, don't forget that in the northwest, there are your family members.

Please also remember, be kind to the dead wind, they are not killing machines, if you can, please never disturb their peaceful life.

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These are all the information Li Xinglan knows about the Deadwind clan. He doesn't know why Martial God has such a high evaluation of the Deadwind clan, but what is strange is that his first feeling when seeing Jingze is very kind, even if It was this kid who cursed.

This kind of intimacy is somewhat inexplicable, except for Li Ang, Li Xinglan and even when they were with Li Chun, they did not feel this way.

However, think about it, Li Chun wants to fuck him all day long, even if he is a real brother, it would be a ghost to have a sense of intimacy.

Regarding the blood of the ancient gods, Li Xinglan knew very little about the blood of the sin gods in the previous rumors.

In fact, the first thing Martial God did when Megatron Tianbei and the establishment of the Dali dynasty was to amnesty the world. Among them were all ancient books on the blood of sin gods.

Now after tens of thousands of years, don’t talk about the blood of the sin god, because the death wind is too low-key, now Tianbei is afraid that there are 90% of the practitioners, and even only knows that the first bloodline is the ancient god. Bloodline, but I don't know that the owner of this ancient god's bloodline is a member of the Death Wind clan.

But seeing Jing Ze's hesitant expression, Li Xinglan had a strange instinct, that is, he spoke to Jing Ze.

"What's wrong, could it be that after you opened this bloodline seal, what sequelae?"

Li Xinglan naturally wanted to see how heaven-defying the blood of the ancient gods was, whether it was really as powerful as the rumors, and even ranked above the blood power of their Dali Li family, ranking high on the Tianbei bloodline list. Top of the list.

"The sequelae can basically be ignored. However, I may still be unable to control the war spirit of the ancient gods. When the time comes to untie this seal, I may have to fight with you."

Li Xinglan's face turned dark when he heard the words, and he was busy with the voice transmission to stop him.

"You really have you, even fight with me at this time!"

"Forget it, I'll deal with this old demon, you just call 666 on the side."

Li Xinglan didn't want to wait for the sacrifice of the Fallen God Sword to attack the old demon, when the kid next to him suddenly shot him in the back, and the death was a little too ridiculous.

"Ah, what are you talking about, I don't seem to understand?"

Jing Ze looked at Li Xinglan in a daze. The latter shrugged and spoke again.

"I have a way to deal with this old demon, but I need to be surprised. This is not the time when you and I can do it. You should probably see that this old guy hasn't tried his best and seems to have a plan."

"Since he has no good intentions, I plan to kill him directly before he can exert any strength!"

At this time, Jing Ze, who was striving for strength, was in the blood prison, and he was also able to distinguish between the lighter and the heavier, and he was also cautiously asked by voice transmission.

"Let's talk about it, how should I cooperate with you, let's work together to get rid of his bloody prison before talking, otherwise our situation will become more and more troublesome if it drags on."

Li Xinglan thought about it, suddenly his eyes lit up, and Voice Transmission asked suspiciously.

"You kid, can you pretend that you are sacrificing the power of blood?"

"You can fool the old demon, how about it, okay?"

Jing Ze was suspicious, but answered without hesitation.

"It's simple. I don't break the seal of the palm, and directly use the blood of the ancient gods to activate the Cultivation Technique in the clan. It is difficult for outsiders to identify."

Li Xinglan was overjoyed, and Ma Zhongyin said something that made Jingze extremely speechless.

"Okay, later you will pretend to sacrifice the power of bleeding, pretending to be a mad dog that the six relatives don't recognize, and when attacking the old devil, you also greet me, and then, hehehe..."

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