The majestic mansion, with its vast palaces, is like a heavenly palace standing in the world. It is dyed with a golden light under the setting sun. It is solemn and solemn, making people feel like a pilgrim and want to worship.
However, in the majestic and majestic buildings, there are undercurrents, containing murderous intent. In a huge palace, the atmosphere is tense, with more than a dozen old people sitting upright, and patches of runes flashing, ready to explode at any time.
The little one was dying, and the Supreme Bone was dug out. This incident shocked the top management. These old people were pulled out. They are all very senior figures. This kind of thing cannot be hidden from them.
More than a dozen people are in seclusion on weekdays, paying no attention to the affairs of the mortal world. Some ancestors have not appeared in front of the clan for twenty or thirty years, but they are still disturbed and invited out of the cave.
"A natural-born supreme being was actually harmed in the clan. Is he rebelling against heaven? What are we talking about? The poisonous woman Ling Chi will be executed immediately!" An old man was furious.
"Her grandfather and her clan members are not simple. They have always been strong. Such a silent execution will cause a lot of trouble. The generals in the imperial capital will talk about it and make rumors. If explained, the Supreme Bone will definitely be leaked to the world." Another old man.
Said calmly.
"Even if the Human Emperor does such a thing, he still has to give an explanation to the people of the world, let alone her family. Do you want to cover up, do you want to show favor to others and bend the law for personal gain?" The old man opposite asked indifferently,
The sun, moon and stars appeared in his eyes, and the aura he exuded shattered the table.
In the main hall, runes were densely covered, lightning intertwined, it was very scary, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong.
The little boy was dying, and he was held in someone's arms here, protected by his own powerful sea-like divine light, nourishing his vitality and preventing him from being too weak and dying.
"Naturally we will deal with her, and we can discuss it later. The focus now is on the Supreme Bone, which cannot be lost. It should be the Supreme of our Stone Clan, and it must not disappear because of this." The whole body is covered with red clouds, as if bathed in heavenly fire.
The old man opened his mouth, his eyes compelling and calm.
"Lao Wu, what do you mean?" the old man like a golden lion asked, and stood up with a roar, saying: "Of course I have to dig it out and reconnect it in Hao'er's body. This belongs to him, no one can think of it.
Possession!”
“It’s difficult to connect it immediately after taking it out.”
"Just because Yi'er is from your tribe, do you have to protect him to the end? The Supreme Bone belongs to whomever it belongs to!"
The divine light flickered between the two of them, and the temple was like a roaring mountain and sea, rumbling, and the entire sacred temple was shaking.
"Fourth brother, it's not that I'm doing anything for personal gain." The old man like a blood phoenix stood up, pointed at the little one, and said: "Look, this child is so weak that even if he takes precious medicine every day, it will be difficult to recover. How can he be nourished?"
Got the Supreme Bone?"
As soon as these words came out, the quarrels suddenly became less and many people stopped talking. This is a fact. It is still unclear whether the little one will survive.
"In my opinion, it is better not to have the Supreme Bone, but to uphold the clan's rules and kill both mother and son!" the old man with the most fiery temper said.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. The clan had lost a supreme being, should the person with double eyes also die?
"Second brother, calm down. Yi'er is still an ignorant child. This matter has nothing to do with him. He has the potential of an ancient saint and a god. He will definitely be proud of all races in the future. He should not be implicated." Someone advised.
"Ignorant child? What do you think he looks like! When he came back, he wanted to live or die. He cut his neck with a knife and said that if he killed his mother, he would die with her. Do you want to let that evil woman go for such a crime?
, Do you want to follow him?" The old man said coldly, his whole body shining brightly, like the stars in the sky, flowing with terrifying energy.
"How to deal with the evil woman? Let's suppress this matter first and decide later. Now let's discuss the Supreme Bone."
Many people in the palace were silent. The matter had reached this point. They could never tolerate the two children being abolished. The most powerful bloodline must be continued.
"The Supreme Bone has been implanted in Yi'er's body, what is the result now?" At this moment, the old man with the oldest identity, who had not left the cave for thirty years, suddenly opened his eyes, like two golden suns appearing.
, the blazing light bursts out, and the roaring sound is extremely frightening.
Everyone immediately became quiet and stopped arguing.
"It has merged with Yi'er and been nourished by his flesh and blood, regardless of each other. The result is shocking, as if it was born in his body." Lao Wu said.
Everyone was shocked and moved. It was actually successful. If the double-pupiled person added the Supreme Bone, how high would he reach in the future? That kind of achievement is simply unimaginable!
"We'll talk about it in a few days. Let's get here today." Another old man said. He was also from a very old age and had not been seen for twenty or thirty years.
Everyone nodded. The fourth child, who was like a golden lion, and the old man with the most fiery temper looked at each other in silence. They knew that the clan would not allow the Supreme One to disappear and those with double pupils to perish.
A few days later, news came that the Supreme Bone was intact in Shi Yi's body and was wrapped in a powerful force of vitality. It was basically smelted into a furnace and became one body.
"Hateful!" Lao Si roared. He knew that there was nothing he could do to save his life. What this meant was self-evident. He felt very uncomfortable holding the weak little one in his arms.
The little one's breath was weak and his eyes were dim and lifeless. Although he was nourished by the strong men in the clan with his own essence, it was difficult to recover. Everyone sighed in their hearts.
The tribesmen found many elixirs, but they were all useless and it was difficult to recover. His face became increasingly pale, he kept coughing, he often shivered, and his whole body was cold.
Half a month later, his condition got worse. His big eyes had lost all their luster, and he looked very sick, as if he might die at any time.
Moreover, every midnight, the little boy's bones would crackle, his whole little body would shorten, he would lose all his energy and energy, and his whole person would undergo severe degeneration.
He is obviously eight or nine months old, but due to severe damage and drastic changes in his body, it seems that he has been younger for several months, and his health is getting worse day by day.
"Are you...my fourth prince?" Little Boy lay on the small bed, opened his big, dull eyes, and asked weakly.
He continued to degenerate, and there seemed to be a bottomless pit in his body, swallowing his blood essence and turning his bones into bones. He seemed to be only a few months old, and he no longer had the intelligence and wisdom he had before. He could hardly recognize the people around him.
The old man felt distressed and kept patting him to coax him to sleep.
"Why can't I remember the people around me? It's getting blurry..." The little one tried hard to remember, but his eyes became more and more confused.
He was obviously a smart and lively child, but now he became like this, which made many servants feel sad and couldn't bear to witness it.
A few days later, he struggled to speak, and there was no light in his big eyes. He looked at the little girl standing by the bed and cried, and asked in confusion: "Miss, who are you?"
The beautiful little girl wiped away her tears and whispered: "I am Aman, young master, why don't you remember me?"
"Aman, it's so familiar, why can't I remember it?" The little one tried hard to remember, staring blankly at the ceiling with his big eyes, losing the agility of the past.
The little girl cried, afraid that others would hear it. She covered her mouth, tears rolled down her big eyes, and finally whispered: "I heard the Fourth Patriarch saying to himself, you are the Supreme, no one can compare with you, but you are harmed by others."
Already."
"I am the Supreme..." the little one murmured.
"Yes, you are the Supreme, born to be the Supreme. You must get better, little one!" the little girl cried.
"I will, I am the Supreme, I will be fine." The little one whispered.
"Yeah, I remembered. You are Sister Aman. You told me many stories and said you would take me to see the Red Feathered Crane. You were very kind to me." The little one suddenly remembered who the little girl was.
"Well, young master, you must remember that you are the Supreme, and don't forget that I am Aman. Everything will be fine." The little girl cried and warned.
"Yeah!" The little one nodded vigorously, and then seemed to remember something again, and said, "I seem to have some memory again. There are some brothers and sisters, why didn't they come?"
"The other servants' children can't come here. Master Shi Bin... they all went to practice." The little girl forced a smile.
Over the past few days, other children in the clan have gradually come less and less, until they no longer appear. And the uncles and aunts from the clan in the past are almost invisible and no longer come to take care of him.
The little one is getting weaker day by day, and is no longer the smart, dazzling child who is destined to rise and become the strongest.
No one in the clan said anything, and it would not be so superficial, but they moved less and seemed more indifferent, but such a young child did not understand this.
Finally, the little one became weaker and weaker, deteriorating to an extremely serious stage, even Aman and the Fourth Master could not recognize him.
"Young Master, you must remember that you are the Supreme, and don't forget me. I am Aman." The beautiful little girl stood beside the bed crying, her eyes red and swollen.
But the little one was speechless and didn't know how to speak.
A month later, Shi Ziling came back and did not find the Thirteenth Master. He immediately felt something was wrong when he entered the house and the atmosphere was strange.
"Where's Hao'er?!" he asked.
When the couple saw the little one, they were so shocked that they trembled. Is this still a child of about ten months old? Why is it so weak and thin? There is no luster in the eyes. Where is the agility and wisdom that they once had?
When the weak little boy saw the couple, he subconsciously opened his hands and smiled heartlessly, as if he felt a kind of family affection and warmth and wanted them to hug him.
"Hao'er!" Shi Ziling roared, his eyes almost bursting with blood. His father was missing and his youngest son was robbed. He was mad with hatred.
"My child, what's wrong with you?" The little one's mother almost fainted, picked him up and held him tightly in her arms.
"Ziling, I'm sorry for you and your wife for not taking good care of Hao'er. I shouldn't have let others feed him. Come and punish the old man!" The old man like a golden lion said in pain.
"what happened?!"
When Shi Ziling learned the truth, he was furious with hatred. His black hair stood upright. He was holding a golden war spear, with runes all over his body, and his fighting spirit was boiling. With a bang, one spear flew away an entire palace.
Kill towards the residence of Shi Yi's branch.
"Old Eleven, calm down. If you have anything to say, we will give you an explanation!" A group of people heard the noise and rushed over quickly.
The so-called eleventh ranking does not mean that there are ten biological brothers, but that the eleventh one is ranked in this generation of the clan. They are ranked like this just to appear close and to integrate the family.
"Get lost!" Shi Ziling's eyes stood up, and he swept the golden divine spear, and the runes filled the sky, like a turbulent sea, striking the sky with anger.
With a roar, a group of people all flew out, vomiting blood, unable to stop them at all, and all the patterns protecting their bodies exploded.
Shi Ziling was like a golden god of war, bathing in the monstrous golden divine flames, holding a war spear, striding forward, with divine light in his eyes, and his voice was extremely cold, saying: "I will kill anyone who dares to block my way.
, no matter who he is or what his background is!"
"Old Eleven, don't be impulsive!" a young man said, blocking the front.
"Impulsive? Hahaha..." Shi Ziling laughed wildly, with cold eyes, and shouted: "You are Yi'er's biological uncle, right, and you bully no one in our lineage? Get out!"
The golden war spear in his hand thrust forward, with thousands of divine lights and endless runes forming one after another of light-transformed war spears, emitting a torrential mist of light and flying forward.
"puff!"
The young man opposite took action, but he couldn't stop it at all. The weapon was broken and the precious phantom was shattered. Then, a golden divine spear pierced his chest and flew into the distance. With a "dong" sound, it was inserted into the gate tower of a huge palace, with a big mouth.
Coughing up blood, his eyes were full of horror, the gap between them was too big.
"Ziling, don't mess around. The evil woman is at your disposal, but Yi'er is still a child, so you can't kill him." A group of old people appeared.
"Get out of here, where were you when my son was suffering? She broke one of my son's bones, and I broke a hundred of hers!" Shi Ziling roared angrily, with tears in his eyes.
When he returned to his clan, he saw that his lovely and intelligent son had turned into that, which made his heart twitch and bleed.
"boom!"
Shi Ziling made a stroke with the golden war spear in his hand, and the magic was astonishing. It was like all the gods in the sky chanting together, rumbling mantras to themselves, deafening.
The few old men who were blocking the way were all blown away, blood spurting from their mouths, and they were extremely horrified.
Zhang Ziling felt his heart twist when he thought of his son. The little boy was so pitiful. He was a supreme being, but his body was taken away from him. While he was weeping, he wanted to go on a killing spree.