blood contract

The king of the five clans nodded with satisfaction, and saw that his temperament was extraordinary, his grace was outstanding, his appearance was unparalleled, and he was thinking: How could a woman in the world not be tempted by such a peerless appearance? This human woman must have offered her divine bow because of her appearance.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that I can understand it.

Fairy Linghong, the queen of the Fengque Tribe, covered her lips and chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Sheng is really lucky. His son is as wise as a fool, calm and restrained, and as beautiful as a celestial being. What woman in the world wouldn't love him after seeing him?"

King Xuanze of the Snake Clan chuckled jokingly, "Look, Fairy Linghong is not exempt from vulgarity?"

Fairy Linghong smiled instead of being angry, "Don't be convinced, fellow Taoist Ze, even you were not half as good as my little brother back then."

"..." Hearing this, the chuckle on Xuanze Junlang's face stiffened, "Fairy Linghong hasn't drunk yet, so why are you talking drunkenly?"

"Hey hey hey...yes. Hey, who is that little girl over there? She is so beautiful." Ling Hong finished speaking and deliberately found words to avoid the matter.

"Ah, this is Xiao'er's friend, Lingling, Xiaoyou Ling." Chief Sheng introduced.

Hearing his name, Bo Tianshao from the Dragon Turtle Clan, one of the five major clan leaders, was stunned, "Where have I heard this name before?"

Then he thought about it and said in surprise: "You are not the one who used to be at the top of the human elite list, Lingling."

They are also concerned about human intelligence.

Lingling bowed politely, "It's this junior."

"Oh, talented men and beautiful women are all geniuses. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Sheng wants to bring the two of them together..." Fairy Linghong didn't finish her sentence, but everyone already knew what she was going to say?

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became inexplicably weird.

"My son and my friend Ling are just friends. You should worry too much." Chief Sheng laughed lightly.

"Really? It's a pity, the two are a perfect match." Fairy Linghong covered her lips and smiled softly.

With this kind of scene and atmosphere, Mu Qihua and Le Ye couldn't help but curse in their hearts: Ma De, they are all veterans of secret fighting, hiding evil intentions in every word, killing people with swords without showing blood!

Xuwu of the Monkey Clan didn't like beasts that circled mountains and rivers, so he said directly: "Friend Daoist Sheng, if possible, we would like to pay our respects to the 'Xuanyi Star Bow'. After all, we are all the people of Yuanwu God." .”

Patriarch Sheng did not show any pretense and waved his hand, "This is natural. But there is no need to rush this moment. There is always time for a banquet, right?"

The five people exchanged glances with each other and nodded in agreement.

As the banquet began, the atmosphere in the main hall gradually became lively, with people drinking and drinking, drums and music playing...until Shenshi, Patriarch Sheng came to the temple with the five patriarchs, Le and Lingling.

After passing through layers of guards, we arrived at the center of the temple, where a simple and holy blue-black bow and arrow was placed on the holy altar.

The extraordinary aura emanating from the divine bow immediately made the five people's eyes shine with excitement and greed.

Mu Qihua Le, who had seen the 'Xuanyi Star Bow', couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the bow again. Why was its appearance different from before?

Even if he had doubts in his heart, looking at the indifference between his father and Lingling, he could vaguely guess something.

As soon as Xu Wu stepped forward, he was stopped by Chief Sheng.

"Fellow Taoist Xu Wu, just look at it, do you still want to do something?"

"Fellow Taoist Sheng, are you bothered? You've already seen it, so what if you touch it for me, Lao Xu?" Xu Wu felt itchy and couldn't help but stared at the divine bow.

Chief Sheng sighed, "It's not that Sheng doesn't want you to touch me, it's Yuan Wu's will."

"What do you mean?" five people asked at the same time.

"Hey... Sheng said that shamelessly... Little friend Ling, please say it again." As he said this, Chief Sheng looked ashamed, lowered his eyebrows and shook his head.

Mu Qihua Le, who was dressed as Lingling, came out and repeated what Lingling said to the ministers that day, many of which added fuel and jealousy.

The final meaning is: You have wasted countless resources to become so incompetent, so why not give it to the owner to make him stronger?

The words are elegant, although implicit and euphemistic, but the meaning is obvious. The heads of the five major clans are not ignorant people, how can they not understand the meaning.

There is still a bit of a resemblance to Le Xueling's domineering look. Watching this made Lingling feel itchy in her back teeth for a while.

What a bastard! Who would have thought that the majestic king of the beast clan would use her method to earn treasure resources from the five major clans.

This is so, so shameless.

She was also careless. She gave up the divine bow at this moment. Shouldn't the treasures of the five tribes be hers?

Compared with the treasures of those ministers, the treasures of the five major clans should be much better than those of the ministers.

Lingling felt regretful, she really wanted to trick her father with her happy face...

The king of the five clans also turned pale and red when he heard this.

I guess what I was thinking and feeling at this time was no different from those of the ministers at that time.

"Papa" slaps you in the face and you can't make a fuss.

Mu Qihua Le restored Lingling's performance that day to eight or nine points. Lingling couldn't help but be frightened. Uncle Yuanwu was getting more and more blame. Just kill yourself.

In the end, the heads of the five major clans reluctantly spent a large amount of resources in exchange for the touch of the divine bow, just as a good deed.

Regardless of whether this statement is true or false, since the divine bow is in the hands of others, they can do whatever they want.

After the five people cleaned their hands, they took turns playing with the magic bow. As soon as you get started, you can feel that there is a layer of restriction inside, which is proof that the blood recognizes the master.

After fiddling with it, he naturally pulled the bow string, and his face turned red again.

Can't pull.

Patriarch Sheng's hanging heart finally relaxed. He was really worried that if someone pulled the magic bow, he would be in big trouble.

Xu Wu rolled up his sleeves domineeringly and shouted in a rough voice: "Let me do it."

With that said, he took it from Bo Tianshao's hand, blushing so hard that he couldn't even pull it at all.

A divine bow, indeed a divine bow!

"Can Fellow Taoist Sheng pull this bow?" Xuanze asked.

Chief Sheng shook his head, pointed at his son and said, "My son can do it."

He spoke first to dispel everyone's doubts.

"Le'er, come here." Chief Sheng beckoned and called calmly.

Facing Lingling, he was like a mountain that collapsed in front of him but his expression remained unchanged, completely forgetting that he had used Lingling's mouth to deceive the five tribes before.

Sure enough, those who do great things do not stick to trivial matters!

"Yes." Lingling Cunshou, who was pretending to be Mu Qihua Le, stepped forward to clean his hands and hold the bow.

Draw the bow like the full moon, and spiritual arrows appear.

Ah!

Seeing the spiritual arrow, the five patriarchs couldn't help but gasped, and sighed in their hearts: There is an arrow that can determine the world, this is the power of the divine bow!

"Fellow Daoist Sheng really gave birth to a good son. He is like that unsatisfactory boy in my family who always knows how to cause trouble..." Young Master Bo Tian sighed.

The comparison between the sons is really infuriating. Really good sons belong to other people’s families!

"Young Master Tian, ​​what family doesn't have a child that gives me a headache?" Feng Ming Shangjun patted Master Bo Tian on the shoulder, saying that I understand your pain.

"I can't help this kid from my family if he messes around. I just want to beat him up."

Saying this, Chief Sheng raised his hand and hit his son on the head.

Lingling, who was in pain, suddenly felt better. There was a desire for revenge in his eyes when he looked at Chief Sheng.

Old man, you are addicted to acting, and you are no longer a gatekeeper!