The Supreme Sword Lord's show of force really scared him.
Now he is only worried that the Goddess of Taiyu has deceived Lin Yang. In fact, this man is not the son of the Supreme Sword Lord. If this is true, then everyone will be in ruins.
"Don't worry, there is no need for Goddess Taiyu to lie to me. Since she said it was, it must be. If she is mistaken and this man is not the son of the Supreme Sword Master, I have a plan for you!" Lin Yang said.
"What's the next move?" Tai Canglong asked urgently.
"run!"
"run?"
"Yes, just run." Lin Yang smiled.
Tai Cang Long was immediately speechless.
Can you run away?
The other party is a super master who has been famous for decades!
What's more, the sword-wielding men and women under the Supreme Sword Lord are not just ordinary people. The sense of oppression they showed when they were surrounded previously has been felt by Tai Canglong.
But at present, it seems that there is really no other choice besides this road...
An hour is either fast or slow.
Soon, the medical team in white coats hurried into the palace.
The Supreme Sword Lord immediately waved away these dancing girls, stood up, and asked coldly: "What was the result?"
"Sir, according to the test results, all the alleles of the deceased can be found in your genotype!"
"Speak humanly!"
"That is to say, he is indeed your biological son!" the medical team said.
boom!
The Supreme Sword Master was dumbfounded.
His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he looked at the coffin in disbelief, his mind going blank.
The people in the palace also looked at each other in confusion.
No one expected that things would turn out like this...
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"
The Supreme Sword Lord suddenly came to his senses and roared hysterically: "I have been unable to have children for a long time! Why would I have a son? This is absolutely impossible!!"
He's almost out of control.
However, at this time, the representative of the medical team spoke again.
"Sir, you are not infertile, but your fertility rate is extremely low! In fact, you have a chance to give birth. According to the probability we calculated for you, you have a one-thousandth chance of giving birth!"
As soon as he said these words, the Bliss Sword Lord collapsed on the ground, almost dumbfounded.
After a moment, he rushed over like crazy, hugged the sutured body and cried loudly.
"Son! My son!!!"
The cries tore through the ceiling and shook the entire palace!
The Supreme Sword Lord is not giving up on himself! In fact, he was not so romantic in the past.
But after learning that he was unable to have children, he completely indulged himself, enjoyed himself everywhere, and was free in the world, so he was also named the Bliss.
But who knows? What he really admires is the scene where his wife and children are by his side, and the whole family is happy and happy?
But he thought about it a lot, but he didn't expect that he completely missed it.
This son should have been a miracle given to him by God.
Now...it's a cold corpse.
"No!!!"
The Supreme Sword Lord looked up to the sky and roared loudly. The sound was like a sword, which directly shook the ceiling of the entire palace open and split the palace into two!
"My condolences, Lord Sword!"
The people around him all changed their expressions, fell to their knees on the ground, and shouted loudly.
"My son...my son..."
The Supreme Sword Master was in agony, hugging the body of the goddess Taiyu and bursting into tears.
"I'm sorry for you! Xianglan! It's me who's sorry for you, mother and son!!"
