This lord is very scientific

Chapter 150 "Descendants" Furlong

legend……

legend? !
The legend is to Nasenge, just like a fairy is to Lin Ke's previous life.

People don't know much about martial arts, Zhujin Dan, etc., but when it comes to the highest level of immortals, they all know something.

It turns out that Master Auf is going to become a legend!

Everyone burst out with great passion, staring at the sky with their eyes wide open, as if they wanted to see something from the dark clouds.

……

And a few minutes before Auf broke through, in the castle, Furlong's bedroom.

Furlong drew up the velvet and golden silk curtains, which were opaque. A dark photo ball was placed in the center of her table, surrounded by things that contained fluctuations in magic power.

There is a pure white scorpion tail, four huge red ant jaws, nine dried butterfly wings and eighteen dragonfly eyes with eerie blue light.

Furlong drew the curtains, sat down at the table, grabbed her skirt with both hands and twisted it subconsciously, her brows were tightly frowned, obviously she was struggling with something in her heart.

Finally, she glanced at a small box beside the bed, which contained a pearl that Lin Ke sent his servants to Parrot City to buy with his first pocket money when he was four years old.

At that time, her Xiao Linke said: "Garose never gave mother anything, so I will deliver it."

Then Furlong treasured the "fake pearl" that Antova despised.

Seeing the box containing the pearl, Furlong wanted to get up and look at the pearl again, but realized that he had already looked at it dozens of times.

So she made up her mind, picked up a small dagger from another chair, lightly cut her finger, gritted her teeth, and tapped on her leftmost scorpion tail, leaving a drop of blood behind.

Then, her finger drew a straight line across the table, connecting to the red ant's jaw next to it, and then connecting everything on the table bit by bit, each thing was dotted with a drop of blood.

The table was made of wood, and some small wooden thorns stuck into her fingers, and Furlong burst into tears immediately after suffering the pain.

But while she was crying, Furlong still gritted her teeth and drew blood on the table, while she silently said:

"June Dismason Archimonde Ikes Teminette..."

As she whispered, the organs of the insects on the table were gradually moved by an unknown force, and the blood wrapped in Furlong gradually formed a weird pattern, similar to that.

And in the center of this regiment is a pitch-black photo ball.

As Furlong whispered, those insect organs gradually turned grayish white, then turned into loose sand, and then the loose sand directly turned into ashes, and the ashes finally disappeared.

However, what rose from the insect's organs was full of black smoke, and the smoke gathered in the photo ball, and all of it was immersed in it.

And Furlong also read the last word: "...Feldel Innis Davy."

After reading these few words, another drop of blood precipitated from Furlong's fingertips, and touched the photo ball.

In an instant, an incomparable voice resounded in Furlong's ears, but this voice did not reveal the slightest bit.

"I am... the Lord of the Void! Descendant of Nasenger, have you already decided?"

A strong cyan light radiated from the shadow ball, forming a dark crack on it, which looked like a vertical pupil.

"But, I don't want to leave..." Furlong stood up, clasped her hands together, and said with a tangled tone.

"Descendant, you have an extremely powerful bloodline flowing through your body, and your soul is extremely radiant... If it weren't for your self-enlightenment, I would not be able to detect your existence, and perhaps you will be submerged in the long river of time and turned into dry bones."

The vertical pupil emitting a strong blue light stared at Furlong, but there was no sense of oppression as imagined.

"My self-enlightenment is that I thought my husband died that day...but he didn't die, and I still have my children. I don't want to lose them because of my strength..." Furlong still had tears in the corners of his eyes, but his voice was a little weaker. Not weak, just tangled.

"But without power, you can't protect them, my descendants, this is your last chance." The cyan pupils spoke calmly, as if they were talking about trivial things: "It's not a legend, it's an undead, only the void, everything. "

"Then, what do I need to exchange for strength..." Furlong asked hesitantly, and then emphasized: "I will not sell my body or soul."

"Your blood is the purest batch among my descendants, and some mutations have even occurred..." As he spoke, the blue eyes radiated a blue light on Furlong, and it was withdrawn after a few seconds: "Sure enough...it turned out to be like this...the descendants of the pure white unicorn and the Mei Niang catman...well, which one is that? Time, time is too long..."

Qingtong muttered to herself, and Furlong couldn't help asking: "My blood is 'innocence', what is that? What's the use?"

Qingtong didn't continue to meditate, but stared at Furlong again, and said, "This is the only bloodline among all my descendants, and it is also an 'outstanding' talent in the Andrew system. Your potential is unimaginable..."

Outstanding!

Furlong was delighted, her Xiao Lin was of this level!This is a very good talent!

But Furlong turned to be puzzled: "Then I will go with you, how can I protect my child?"

If he followed the source of his own blood and came back hundreds of years later, what if Xiaolin could... what if...

"It's okay, you just need to let me go with your soul..." As he said that, a trace of scarlet flashed in Qingtong's eyes: "Come on, take your time, put your hands on the Black Shadow Stone, and I will guide you..."

Furlong made up her mind, and when she was about to go forward, waves of powerful coercion came from outside the window, breaking Furlong and the barrier-like thing outside the table in an instant.

"Oh? This human being has such an amazing talent, um, a legend... that shouldn't last long... My descendant... contact me again after thinking it over..."

Qingtong sensed Auf's breakthrough momentum, and knew that he should not stay for a long time. The star level could not find him, but the legend could.

Then the image of Qingtong disappeared suddenly, and a few puffs of black air radiated from the shadow ball, and then all disappeared.

Furlong maintained the posture of reaching out, his eyes were full of struggle.

The moment Qingtong left, she fell to the ground as if she had collapsed, and then looked at the airtight curtain.

Lamir's voice announcing that it was Auf's breakthrough also entered the room.

Your Excellency Auf... broke through?

Not just Furlong.

Antova, who had just read a certain letter and seemed to have cried a lot, came out of the room and came to the balcony, where she was standing there blankly looking up.

She held the letter paper tightly in her hand, her nails pierced through the thin plant fiber paper, pierced into her flesh, and blood dripped out drop by drop, but she didn't seem to notice it.

late……

She has already agreed to her greedy and cruel father and brother who is good at manipulating people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)