Amidst Wuman's wild laughter, Murong Yunmei and Tuoba Yueqin, leading the warriors of their clan, slowly walked to the front of Wuman.
"It's a pity that you, the Oolong Clan, are just abandoned members of the Dragon Clan. You really can't even be counted as one of the Nine Dragon Tribes." Murong Yunmei's words immediately caused the attention of the entire audience to shift behind them again.
"What the hell are the nine dragon tribes? They are just slaves of the dragon tribe. They are not considered a dragon tribe at all. Now the real dragon tribe has disappeared. Only my Oolong tribe, and only my Oolong ancestors, are the last dragon tribe in this world. What?
Real dragons? They are all hybrids. Do you understand hybrids?"
When Wuman heard Murong Yunmei's words, his eyes were full of madness. It seemed that Murong Yunmei's words had deeply touched his wounds, making him unable to control himself at all, and his face was full of ferocity.
"Humph, idiot, after the Dragon Ancestor Commander left, he left a hundred drops of the Dragon God's blood to give to the Nine Tribes and the people of the Dragon Clan. Why are we not the Dragon Clan? In addition, you claim to be the Wulong Clan, don't you know that you are the Wulong Clan?
It's just the resentment of a dragon, and it's just a member of all living beings. What's the Oolong bloodline? The ancestor Oolong in your mouth has lost its dragon body, it's just a resentment, how dare you call yourself a dragon?"
"So how many branches are there in the current Dragon Clan? What are the differences between the real Dragon Clan?"
Wei Yang's words immediately caused both sides who were preparing to start a war to focus their attention on him. Seeing that he had become the focus of everyone's attention, Wei Yang rubbed his nose in embarrassment.
"Why are you here?" Murong Yunmei was obviously worried about his safety, so she jumped out of the battle circle and came to his side, obviously intending to protect him.
Seeing Murong Yunmei's nervousness, Wuman's eyes flashed with light. Li Hu, who was standing beside him, already said in shock: "Wei Yang? How come you are still alive? Was Fang Tong killed by you?"
This sentence suddenly stirred up a hornet's nest? Wei Yang's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he looked coldly at the person who revealed his identity.
"You are Li Hu? The master of that dog slave Fang Tong? You are the same raccoon dog. Tell me why you sent people to kill me? Where is my father Wei Xuan?"
Wei Yang's words caught everyone's attention. Even Wuman frowned and looked at Wei Yang, wondering if the Wei Xuan he was talking about was the Wei Xuan he knew?
"Are you the son of your fourth brother? I am your third uncle."
Yu Wenshiji saw Li Xiu frowning, and Li Hu looked at him. His heart moved, and he suddenly looked at the man next to Murong Yunmei, trying to find traces of his fourth brother in his face.
"Third uncle? What's your surname?"
"I am Yuwen Shiji."
"Are you looking for a fight? My third uncle? I'm your third uncle? I'm the third uncle of your whole family."
Hearing the other person's surname Yuwen, Wei Yang immediately rolled his eyes and spoke coldly to Yuwenshiji, thinking to himself: It seems like these idiots are taking advantage of me?
"You, bastard."
"Father."
Seeing Master Yuwen and his beard, they both stood up in anger. Zen Master Yuwen on the side spoke hurriedly to stop his father who was about to get angry.
"My lord, Zen Master Yuwen, cousin, um, Wei Yang, your father Wei Xuan comes from the lineage of Wei Guogong, you don't know that, right?"
"Huh? Indeed, my father once spoke to me, but he didn't mention much to me."
In Wei Yang's memory, Wei Xuan and he didn't spend much time communicating together. They often came and went in a hurry, not knowing where to go. They were always so busy.
In the family, most of them were ministers and subordinates, and they did not dare to say anything about their master. This also meant that he did not know that the Duke of Wei was referring to Yuwen Shu, and the Duke of Wei's house was the Yuwen family.
"It's no wonder that my father and I are from the Duke of Wei, and the Duke of Wei is my grandfather Yu Wenshu. My eldest uncle is Yu Wenji, and my second uncle is Yu Wenzhiji. This is my father's third eldest son, your third uncle.
The fourth uncle was born to my great-grandmother. When my grandfather went to war in the frontier and wanted to leave a legacy for the family, he was taken away by my great-grandmother and returned to my mother's house. But after leaving, there was no news."
"Does my father know his identity enough? Why doesn't he belong to the Yuwen family?" Wei Yang was also confused at this time. He didn't know whether what the other party said was the truth?
"Cousin, don't worry, I will answer your questions. More than ten years ago, my fourth uncle came to our house, and my grandfather even held a ceremony for him to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan. I wanted to bring my fourth uncle back to life, but unfortunately my uncle
In order to commemorate my great-grandmother, I still insisted on naming him Wei Xuan, but my grandfather tried to dissuade me, so I had no choice but to agree. However, my fourth uncle still has another name in the clan, which is Yuwen Xuanji."
Seeing Zen Master Yuwen's doubts, Wei Yang really remembered that the servants at home addressed his father as Xuanji. Wei Yang mistakenly thought that this was his father's name. He really never thought that this was his father's real name.
Seeing Wei Yang's expression of sudden enlightenment, Yuwen Shiji and Yuwen Zen Master also looked at each other, feeling helpless in their hearts. It seems that the fourth uncle really has no plan to completely include his clan members.
Among the Yuwen family.
"Well, Wei Yang, your name is also in the family tree. It was my father who established it for you, calling him Yuwen Chengyang."
Cheng Nai is used by the direct descendants of the Yuwen family, which shows that the old man Yuwen Shu attaches great importance to Wei Xuan's lineage. However, Yuwen Shiji's words are useless. Wei Yang really has no idea about the ambiguity of this. And even if he knew it,
After that, I will not accept Yuwen Chengyang’s name.
"No, I still call myself Wei Yang. Yang is the yang of the center, not the yang of yin and yang."
"Um?"
For a time, Yuwen Shiji and Yuwen Zen Master were completely dumbfounded. Wei Xuan was an alternative to the Yuwen family, which the family members could not understand. And now his son was even more weird. Even I was unwilling to accept the name given by him.
He even changed his name. If word of this got out? I'm afraid that other families would laugh and talk about it again, and I'm afraid that the Yuwen family would lose all their face by these two men.
"Does your father know about this?"
"I don't know. I came to Uzang Country this time just to look for traces of my father? Did you ever know?"
After Wei Yang said this, he looked at Yu Wenshi and the two of them, and even glanced at Li Hu. After Xiaotian told him, Wei Yang already understood that when Fang Tong wanted to kill him, this was the reason.
Li Hu ordered it.
The most important thing is that everyone in the family was killed, and they are all closely related to Li Hu. The memories in his mind gathered bit by bit, and the whole garden was like a sea of blood.
The younger brother, who was less than ten years old, was horrified as he fell in a pool of blood. The old slave uncle who had grown up with him seemed to be questioning the injustice of the sky with his unblinking eyes.
The Ahu who accompanied him when he was growing up, the loyal retainers who guarded him, the broken body, and all the tragic scenes impacted Wei Yang's heartstrings. If it weren't for Wei Yang's reincarnation, he would have been unable to restrain himself at this time.
