“Ming Lang, take the princess out of the back door.” Ming Xian lowered his voice.

Mingxian’s face was full of apologies.

“Ming is afraid that he cannot protect the princess, so the princess should leave first.”

 “What I owe you, I will pay it back in my next life.”

"The Nether God that the second elder believes in is in charge of the Netherworld. He has hundreds of thousands of Netherworld soldiers in his hands. You are young, so be careful not to scare him." Mingxian felt extremely guilty. A top-quality spiritual stone could cause major families to compete for it. And Princess Zhaoyang gave four...

Mingxian looked at the plants and trees in the house with a moved expression.

"Even if I die, I will die here. Guarding the inheritance left by my ancestors..."

"Uncle Ming, Chaochao and Yuzhou are going home by themselves. You are busy. You are busy." The little guy waved his hand and walked back.

Mingxian nodded.

He glanced at the Ming family members behind him with red eyes: "Ming family, accept the challenge!"

The Su family has long wanted to annex the Ming family. Even if they escape today, there will still be tomorrow.

Rather, take up the challenge!



No one noticed, Lu Chaochao pulled Xie Yuzhou and hid under the altar table.

 “Hush, hold back your words…”

The second elder raised his chin slightly: "Ming Ting, you are the most outstanding child of the Ming family. It's up to you to pull them off the altar."

 Across from him, Mingming and his tribe were all glaring at him.

"The Ming family devoted all their efforts to raising you, but they raised you, a villain who rebelled against our ancestors!" Mingzhu was so angry that he wiped away tears.

The young boy has always taken Mingting as his role model, but he never thought that one day his family would be stabbed by his role model.

Ming Ting held the sword in both hands and looked indifferent.

"Use my soul to awaken the sleeping **** of the underworld. Please cover the earth and collect your sacrifices..." The dark pattern on Mingting's eyebrows instantly appeared, and black mist appeared out of thin air.

Outside the gate of the Ming family, the head of the Su family frowned slightly.

“Ming Ting really has some talent, so he can invite the true form of the God of the Netherworld?”

"Mingxian is afraid that he will be so angry that he will vomit blood."

As everyone knows, there are emperors in the human world, gods in the divine world, and gods in the underworld.

 There is a **** of darkness in the demon world.

“It’s sad that the Ming family, which has been inherited for thousands of years, is going to perish.” The head of the Su family said this, but his eyes were full of pride.

 When the Ming family is destroyed, they will swarm in and annex everything in the Ming family.

“Uncle, can we find traces of the ancestor Xuangui?” Nan Fengyu asked.

The head of the Su family sighed softly: "This time, my ancestor has been away from home for many days, and he can't be contacted at all. This has never happened before."

Nan Fengyu whispered: "Did the ancestor have an accident?"

The head of the Su family shook his head: "Absolutely impossible. The ancestor's strength is superior to that of other major families. Who can hurt him?"

The head of the Su family didn't believe it at all.

Nan Fengyu thought for a moment and said: "There is a tracer crane in the royal family. When Fengyu returns to the palace, he will ask Mu Bai to send the tracer crane."

“As long as you give the little spirit crane a sniff of the things that the ancestors often use, the spirit crane will lead people to look for it. Then you can chase the crane.”

The head of the Su family nodded.

"By the way, I heard that Princess Zhaoyang is going to various aristocratic families to have heart-to-heart talks?" Nan Fengyu's eyes were full of contempt.

The head of the Su family laughed out loud.

“Don’t worry, my uncle will let her come in with a smile and leave with a cry.”

Nan Fengyu’s eyebrows showed a smile: “Then outsiders will say that we are bullying children.”

 The laughter of the two people spread far and wide.

Lu Chaochao lay down under the altar table, took out a big turtle shell from his arms, and put it under his buttocks as a stool.

 Xie Yuzhou rubbed his eyes: "You can't treat me as a fool."

 Are you too lazy to cover it up?

 Lu Chaochao didn’t even raise his head: “He is a fool.”

 Xie Yuzhou…

 The two of them lifted up the bright yellow tablecloth hanging to the floor, revealing two small heads.

 The two of them held their heads in their hands, looking like they were watching a good show.

Dark fog filled the air, and a huge black shadow shrouded the sky above the Ming family, overlooking everyone with arrogance and indifference.

Many people in the city could vaguely see it, and closed their doors and windows tightly, not daring to watch the excitement.

“Do you know the difference between Nanguo and Beizhao?” Lu Chaochao was still chatting with Xie Yuzhou with great interest. "Can the South summon gods? Can Beizhao not?" Xie Yuzhou guessed seriously.

Lu Chaochao shook his head: "Beizhao loves to watch the excitement, but Nanguo doesn't. Look, on such a lively day, there is not a single common person outside the door..."

 Xie Yuzhou thought for a moment and nodded seriously.

 “He invited the **** of the underworld.” Mingxian breathed heavily.

Under the black mist, countless wandering souls shrouded it.

 The expressions of everyone in the Ming family changed dramatically, and some disciples had already recited the exorcism spells in an attempt to drive away the wandering spirits.

“Master, the black mist is eroding us...” A member of the tribe shouted in panic.

 When you get into the black mist, you can feel your soul being eaten away.

 The pain caused the tribesmen to fall to the ground and howl in pain.

 In an instant, most of it fell to the ground.

Lu Chaochao glared when he saw Hei Wu approaching, and Hei Wu avoided the altar table.

Mingxian was heartbroken: "Mingting, do you really want to kill everyone? These are all brothers and sisters!"

"Mingcheng! You and I are brothers from the same mother and mother, why do you do this?!" Mingxian watched helplessly as one clan member after another fell.

 His eyes were almost overwhelmed by despair and guilt.

Ming Lang knelt in front of the altar table, clasped his hands together, and heavy drops of cold sweat fell from his forehead.

“Ming Lang, the fourteenth generation disciple of the Ming family, respectfully invites the **** Xianting to come to the southern kingdom..."

“Ming Lang, the fourteenth generation disciple of the Ming family, respectfully invites the **** Xian Ting to come to the Southern Kingdom...” Ming Lang’s voice was shaking, and countless clan members fell down in front of him, wailing in pain.

 The offering table was filled with sacrifices.

 He had bathed and changed clothes, burned incense and even fasted for three days, but still no reaction.

what to do? what to do?

 Will the Ming family be destroyed today?

Heaven wants to destroy the Ming family, God wants to destroy the Ming family.

At this moment, the entire Ming family has been shrouded in darkness, and the outside world can no longer see the situation inside.

“Ming Xian, if you are willing to kneel on the ground and shout three times that the gods in the leisure court are useless, how about I spare them?” The second elder laughed sarcastically.

 He wants to smash the opponent's pride with his own hands, from body to soul!

Mingxian’s face turned pale.

 One clan member after another fell, and everything he held on to was being destroyed.

 “House...Master of the house, God protects us, we will live for thousands of years! No!”

“I would rather die than abandon the God of Xingting!”

 “Yes, I will never give up!” The Ming family members gritted their teeth in pain, and bloodshot eyes bulged in pain.

Ming Lang murmured in his mouth and his eyes were in a daze: "What should I do... what should I do..."

 A tear slipped from the corner of the eye.

 Lu Chaochao stretched out his chubby hand from under the altar table: "Give me a chicken leg. Quick, give me a chicken leg..."

Mingming was stunned for a moment, with tears still hanging on his cheeks.

Lu Chaochao was clearly watching him leave, so why did he get out from under the altar table again?

 He blankly tore off a chicken drumstick from the altar table and handed it to her.

 “Make a wish for me!” Lu Chaochao said and took a big bite. It was cold and not very tasty.

Ming Lang smiled bitterly, tears welling up in big eyes. How great would it be if he could really make a wish?

How wonderful it would be to say, "God in the leisure court appears..."

 Lu Chaochao’s eyebrows are curved, I heard your wish.

The little guy's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his expression was solemn.

 “In my name, I am destined to come to this world quickly!” The girl whispered with a childish voice and lowered her eyes.

 Mingming heard it.

Mingxian also heard it.

Even the elders of the Ming family opposite heard it.

 I saw a hole suddenly opened in the dark night sky, and a strong light fell on the earth.

The tree of life breaks through the darkness and appears green in the vast world.

 He directly broke through Hades, and the black mist was fading rapidly.

The huge god's true form stands on the canopy of the tree. (End of chapter)

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