Xu Qi 'an's expression was stiff, and he no longer looked complacent. He stared at the warlock in white in a daze.
In his mind, the red dress and the white dress floated away instantly.
"Your mother is the sister of the chosen one from 500 years ago, who is the one I'm going to support now. When I allied with him and helped him ascend the throne, he married his sister to me. The most reliable alliance in the world is based on interests first, followed by in-laws.
"After I married her, I tried my best to plan the Battle of Shanhai Pass and steal the fate of Daibun. At the end of the Battle of Shanhai Pass, you were born. "
Phew!
Xu Qi 'an breathed a sigh of relief, and the red dress and the white dress floated back.
Although he was also a descendant of the Daibun royal family, it was the bloodline from 500 years ago, and it had little to do with Huaiqing and Lin 'an.
In his previous life, people with the same surname often said, "We were a family 500 years ago."
"However, Huaiqing and Lin 'an are both my clan sisters."
Then, he had the time to think about whether what his father said was true or not.
"The timing is consistent. In the year I was born, in my uncle's memory, he and Xu Dalang were fighting in Shanhai Pass, so aunt and mother took care of me for a long time …"
Xu Qi 'an was stunned and realized that something was wrong. He asked in a deep voice, "Why, why did she give birth to me in the capital?"
As he spoke, his face turned pale, and he felt that something in his body was turbulent, trying to resist something.
At the same time, the instinct of a martial artist was warning him frantically. There was still no specific picture, but the fear from the bottom of his heart made him feel that he was a child stepping on a steel wire, and he would fall at any time and be smashed into pieces.
This made Xu Qi 'an realize that the warlock in white had reached a critical moment of refining the fate. If he succeeded, this fate would belong to someone else, and it would have nothing to do with him.
And he would also leave along with this destiny that was intertwined with his life, and he would die and his Dao would disappear.
For the upcoming encounter of his son, the warlock in white was neither happy nor sad, and his tone was as calm as ever.
"Your biological mother secretly went to the capital when I was not around and gave birth to you there. I didn't know this until I stole the fate. "
"Why?"
Xu Qi 'an stared at him with blood flowing out of his mouth and nose.
The white-robed Warlock's tone did not fluctuate.
"You were born to contain destiny and be used as a vessel. This is a gamble between me and that bloodline, but it is also because the time is not right. Before the uprising begins, it is not appropriate for me to implant destiny into that bloodline's body.
"Your birth mother was a very scheming woman. She appeared to be resigned to adversity and was willing to give up everything for the rise of the family, but that was just a facade. You were her first child. She couldn't bear to see you die, so she fled to the capital to give birth to you.
"The Supervisor is in the capital. He will be your greatest protection."
"So that's how it is …" Xu Qi'an sighed, no longer having any doubts.
He didn't know why, but at this moment, he was thinking about the old supervisor.
The most miserable lonely old man in Daibun.
"So, Ji Qian is still my cousin?"
Xu Qi'an asked. The blood in his nose had dripped to the side of his mouth. He wanted to wipe it off, but he couldn't move.
"Yes!"
The white-robed Warlock nodded.
"Good kill. Cousins all deserve to die. Hmm, I didn't say that. It was a famous writer in my previous life who said that …" He cursed in his heart to relieve his anxiety.
"This is your backup plan?"
At this moment, the white-robed Warlock suddenly said.
Outside the valley, Dean Zhao Shou came with Xu Pingzhi in the air.
"You are really here, you are really here …"
The Second Uncle Xu's voice was sharp. His expression was sad and fierce, and his eyes were red.
The white-robed Warlock did not look at him.
He said softly, "When I was young, I often brought him here to show him my formation. This was our secret base. Later, the formation here became more and more perfect and powerful. It was the culmination of half of my life's work.
"But it also means that I can't abandon this place because I'm too powerful. It is not safe here, because other than me, Erlang also knows. You are right. When I appear in front of everyone, the Art of Shielding Heaven's Secrets will be automatically broken. Erlang will remember me again.
"That is why I deliberately shielded your existence. This way, his memory will be messed up again."
"But you did not expect that I have already seen through the profound meaning of the Art of Shielding Heaven's Secrets …" Xu Qi 'an was expressionless.
The Second Uncle Xu hit the Qi Boundary with his head, and his head was bleeding.
He roared, "Xu Pingfeng, you are worse than a pig or a dog. He is your son and my nephew. Even a vicious tiger will not eat its cubs. What are you doing?"
The muscles on his face were twisted, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged. He looked quite ferocious.
It was the first time Xu Qi 'an saw his Second Uncle so angry.
The Warlock in white said lightly: "This is a matter between us father and son, his life was given by me."
Bang!
Xu Pingzhi punched the Qi Boundary with his fist. He was like an old beast that had been provoked. He was fierce and fierce.
"Father and son? Are you qualified? Are you qualified to be his father? He is a son of the Xu family. I raised him. Did you ask me if you want to kill him? Did I agree? Open this damned formation! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!! "
He punched the Qi Realm again and again until his fists were dripping with blood.
Second Uncle … Xu Qi 'an watched silently, watching a middle-aged man go crazy.
Xu Pingzhi was a yes-man at home, but he was slippery outside. The murderous aura that he had trained in the battlefield had long been erased in the officialdom.
But no matter how yes-man he was, if his child was in danger, he would not hesitate to attack with a heavy fist.
Even if he was facing an elephant.
The white-robed Warlock withdrew his gaze and glanced at Xu Qi 'an. He curled the corner of his mouth.
"But it is too late!"
He pulled hard and pulled the invisible fate from the top of Xu Qi 'an's head bit by bit.
During this process, Xu Qi 'an's body cracked and blood flowed out of his mouth and nose. He roared in pain.
His nephew's roar was like a heavy hammer that hit Xu Pingzhi's heart, making him tremble.
The old man suddenly did not dare to be arrogant anymore. He knelt against the Qi Boundary and begged bitterly.
"Don't kill him, Big Brother. I beg you, don't kill him. He is my child, my son. I beg you, don't kill him …
"I raised him for 21 years. You can't do this. You really can't do this … Big Brother, it seems that for the sake of our past relationship, you should return him to me."
The white-robed Warlock had a heart of stone. He turned a blind eye to it and continued to pull the fate.
"Step back!"
Zhao Shou waved his sleeve and waved the Second Uncle Xu away. Then, he put on the Confucian crown and held a carving knife in his right hand.
The Confucian crown and the carving knife resonated with each other.
Zhao Shou held the carving knife and stabbed forward. Under the enhancement of the Second Sage Scholar Crown and the Rank 3 Grand Scholar, the carving knife erupted with a clear light that soared into the sky. The great formation that the Warlock in white had spent more than 30 years to set up was instantly broken.
The outermost Qi Boundary collapsed and could no longer stop outsiders from entering.
"You can't pull the fate in this place."
Zhao Shou announced.
But this time, the Confucian School's Verbal Compliance Law was ineffective.
The white-robed Warlock's movement was somewhat hindered, but he quickly got rid of the effect of the Verbal Compliance Law.
"The laws of heaven and earth here are different from the outside world. If the Confucian School wants to dominate my 'world', you'll have to ask me if I agree or not."
The white-robed Warlock snorted confidently.
Zhao Shou took a step forward and stabbed the Confucian Sages carving knife again. The Second Sage Confucian Crown sprinkled a wave-like Light on the carving knife.
Zhao Shou said, "Break the formation!"
The power of the Verbal Compliance Law was then added to the carving knife.
Since you've changed the rules, I can also break the formation.
The carving knife seemed to have turned into a blazing sun. The Light was so rich that it was almost blazing white. It quickly advanced, accompanied by the collapse of the layers of formations.
This peerless formation composed of 108 formations couldn't stop a Third Rank Great Scholar wearing a Confucian crown and holding a carving knife.
Even if the main formation user was a Second Rank Warlock.
However, for the Warlock in white, it was expected that he would not be able to stop the third-rank Great Scholar who was going all out. What he wanted was still to stall for time, because more than half of Xu Qi 'an's luck had already been taken away.
At this moment, a blade light full of killing intent emerged from the void, smashing the formation runes one after another.
The blade intent was unparalleled.
The white-robed Warlock pressed his free hand, and a certain formation pattern lit up, forming a qi wall that blocked in front of the blade light.
The blade light slashed the qi wall and disappeared like a clay ox entering the sea.
Teleportation!
He teleported the blade light away.
"Teleportation is prohibited here."
Zhao Shou calmly gave a countermeasure. As the formation collapsed, the power of the Confucian School's Verbal Compliance Law further invaded this place.
The void suddenly boiled, and an unparalleled blade intent appeared, unstoppable, and destroyed the formation runes.
This made it easier for Zhao Shou to advance. Just as he was about to reach the front, the eyeless eyes of the Venomous Heaven Old Man's corpse suddenly lit up.
Zhao Shou suddenly lost his target. He stood in a daze. There was no Xu Qi 'an or the white-robed Warlock in front of him.
This was a "hidden" method. It hid Xu Qi 'an and the white-robed Warlock in order to stall for time.
Zhao Shou frowned, raised his hand, and flicked the Confucian crown.
The Confucian crown trembled, and Light rippled like water. Faintly, the power that enveloped Zhao Shou was washed away, and the figures of Xu Qi 'an and the white-robed Warlock appeared again.
"Enough!"
The white-robed Warlock smiled. He had completely refined the luck in Xu Qi 'an's body.
"I didn't know that Second Uncle knew about this place."
At this moment, he heard Xu Qi 'an say in a low voice.
The white-robed Warlock frowned. There was no despair or fear on the face of this bloodline. Instead, there was calmness.
Xu Qi 'an continued, "So, my real life-saving method is not Zhao Shou or the Old Ancestor of the Wulin League. At least, I don't put all my hopes on them."
After a pause, a pleased smile appeared on his face. "You really want to be a Supervisor and do nothing?"
"Bitch, what are you waiting for!"
He roared.
As soon as he finished speaking, illusory, hairy fox tails grew behind Xu Qi 'an, like a peacock spreading its tail, beautiful and terrifying.
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