The sun was setting, and the sky was filled with rays of light.
Outside Fenghuo City, on Cuiyun Peak, there is a stone table, beside the table, there is a stone bench, a couple of young men and women are cuddling each other.
The young man was thin, his face was slightly pale, and his face was delicate.
The girl wore a snow-white long dress, her skin was like jade, and her appearance was absolutely beautiful.
The girl's head rested on the boy's shoulder, and under the sunlight, she looked like a couple of gods and immortals.
"Yao'er, I really hope to be like this for the rest of my life!" The young man said softly with a happy smile on his face.
"Brother Ming, of course it's fine, we said we would be together for the rest of our lives."
A happy smile appeared on the girl's face.
The boy's name is Lu Ming, and the girl's name is Lu Yao.
Looking at the smile on Lu Yao's face, Lu Ming's eyes became even more gentle. He held Lu Yao's weak and boneless jade hand and said, "Yao'er, although my tendons are blocked and I can't condense my true energy, as long as I can awaken my blood, I will eventually At that time, the elders' house will buy elixir to dredge my meridians, and then I can practice."
"I will definitely become a strong martial artist and protect you for the rest of my life."
"Thank you, Brother Ming."
Lu Yao's eyes were moved, and she said again: "Brother Ming, there was a pulse tester who did it before. Did you inherit your father's blood?"
"Yes, Yao'er, so your man will definitely be a strong man in the future." Lu Ming smiled confidently.
Lu Yao smiled slightly, and picked up the wine glass on the stone table. In the wine glass was the famous blood tongue orchid wine, exuding a faint fragrance.
Lu Yao kissed Lu Ming's face like lightning, blushing, raised her wine glass and said, "Brother Ming, come, Yao'er rewards you."
Lu Ming took the glass and said, "Yao'er, you invite me to drink a glass of blood tongue orchid wine every day. I am really grateful to have you by my side."
After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
The aroma of wine lingered on the tip of his tongue, and Lu Ming's heart was as sweet as the aroma of wine, but the next moment, he felt dizzy.
"Yao'er, why am I a little dizzy? Your wine..."
Lu Ming supported the stone table and looked at Lu Yao, but at this moment, he found that Lu Yao's face was a little cold.
"Hahaha, Lu Ming, Yao'er has been with you for three years, nothing more than nourishing your veins. Now that the time has come, why don't you contribute your blood?"
At this time, a middle-aged man appeared from the side, who was Lu Yao's father.
Rumble!
Like a bolt from the blue, it exploded in Lu Ming's mind.
"Yao'er!"
Lu Ming looked at Lu Yao in disbelief, but Lu Yao's eyes were full of indifference.
"Why? I love you so much!"
Lu Yao's indifferent eyes pierced Lu Ming's heart like sharp knives. He roared and rushed towards Lu Yao.
But Lu Yao just retreated slightly, and he fell to the ground.
"Duan Mulin of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, practiced at the age of six, opened up two divine veins in half a year, entered the realm of warriors, and entered the realm of martial arts at the age of nine, and is now sixteen years old, one of the four geniuses of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and you, You are weak and sick, your meridians are blocked, to put it bluntly, you are just a waste, even if you awaken your blood, you are still a waste, can you compare with Duanmu Lin?"
"Such a genius is a good match for me, Lu Yao. If you want to marry him, you must awaken a powerful bloodline. Since you love me so much, why don't you help me awaken a stronger bloodline with your bloodline."
An indifferent voice came from Lu Yao's mouth.
bump!
At this time, the middle-aged man stepped on Lu Ming's back, a sharp knife appeared in his hand, and shouted: "Lu Ming, donate your blood!"
ah!
In the spine, the piercing pain instantly overwhelmed Lu Ming. Lu Ming roared, his voice was full of loneliness, helplessness and despair.
Gradually, Lu Ming fell into the boundless darkness.
"Lu Yao, I treat you like my true love, why do you want to kill me!"
With a roar, Lu Ming sat up from the bed suddenly, and the bed made of nanmu made a creaking sound.
Lu Ming was sweating profusely, it turned out to be a dream.
No, that was not a dream, how could all this be a dream, it was a fact that happened three days ago.
Lu Ming, Feng Huo became the descendant of the main line of the Lu family, and his father was the head of the Lu family. And Lu Yao, the daughter of the great elder of the first branch of the Lu family.
The two belong to the same family and have different bloodlines. They grew up together since they were young. They are childhood sweethearts, so it can be said that they are inseparable.
Lu Ming never imagined that Lu Yao and the First Elder would attack him and take his blood.
"Strength, everything is because of my lack of strength. If I have extraordinary talent and strength, how dare they treat me like this?"
Lu Ming clenched his fists tightly, trembling all over, his eyes were bloodshot.
waste!
This is what Lu Yao called him, and what Lu Yao said three days ago still echoed in her ears.
Squeak!
At this time, the door was pushed open, and a frail middle-aged woman walked in. Looking at Lu Ming on the bed, she asked with concern, "Ming'er, are you having nightmares again?"
This beautiful woman is Lu Ming's mother, Li Ping.
Three days ago, it was Li Ping who was worried about Lu Ming's safety and went out to search for Lu Ming, otherwise Lu Ming would have died.
Ever since it was reported six years ago that Lu Ming's father was shot and killed while traveling outside, he and Li Ping depended on each other for life.
Lu Ming looked at Li Ping, his eyes softened, and said, "Mother, it's nothing, it's just a dream."
Seeing Lu Ming's pale face, Li Ping sat beside Lu Ming's bed, touched Lu Ming's forehead, and said with heartache: "It's been three days, and you keep calling Lu Yao to harm you every time, Ming'er, what the hell is going on?" Something? Could it be that your injury was caused by Lu Yao..."
Lu Ming said: "Mother, it's nothing, you heard wrong."
Lu Ming didn't tell Li Ping that Lu Yao and the Great Elder did it, because Li Ping didn't practice martial arts, telling Li Ping would harm her instead.
Li Ping hesitated for a moment, then said: "Ming'er, you can no longer call Lu Yao by her name directly in front of others. Two days ago, Lu Yao awakened a fifth-level bloodline and opened up a god-level meridian. Now she has obtained With the approval of the House of Elders, at the clan meeting two months later, he will be in charge of the Lu family and become the head of the Lu family, and calling the head of the family by his name may be considered disrespectful."
"What? Lu Yao wants to take charge of the Lu family? She can't think about it."
Lu Ming let out a deep roar, his eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, his teeth were about to be crushed, and blood flowed out.
After Lu Ming's father was rumored to have been killed by someone six years ago, the Lu family has been managed by the elders' house for the past six years, and no new head has been established.
Seeing Lu Ming like this, Li Ping was so frightened that she couldn't help herself. She just hugged Lu Ming's head, tears streaming down her face, and said, "Ming'er, don't scare mother. Mother has already lost your father, so I can't lose you anymore."
"Father... where are you? Ming'er believes that you will not die. Now, Ming'er is helpless, even the position of Patriarch will be lost."
Lu Ming tightly held a pendant around his neck. Because of too much force, his nails pierced into the flesh, and blood continued to ooze out.
This pendant, made of bronze and the size of a broad bean, was sent back by someone before Lu Ming's father had an accident. Lu Ming has been carrying it with him for the past six years.
The blood from the palm oozed out and flowed to the bronze pendant.
hum!
Suddenly, the bronze pendant trembled slightly and became hot.
Before Lu Ming could react, the bronze pendant turned into a little bit of powder under the shock, pierced into Lu Ming's palm, and disappeared into the palm of his hand.
Then, Lu Ming felt that there was a hot energy from the palm of his hand, along the arm, one upward, and after a while, it stayed in the Yintang point between the eyebrows.
"Kowloon is not dead, the blood is reborn!"
Suddenly, a huge roar sounded in Lu Ming's mind, and Lu Ming's mind was buzzing with shock.
"Kowloon is not dead, the blood is reborn!"
"Kowloon is not dead, the blood is reborn!"
...
The continuous roar kept ringing in Lu Ming's mind, and then, a hot breath started from between the eyebrows and rushed to Lu Ming's spine.
The next moment, the roar disappeared, but there were waves of itching on the spine, and the whole body became hot.
"what happened?"
Lu Ming was completely confused.
At this time, the itching on the spine became more intense, and it seemed that something was slowly growing.
"Ming'er, what's wrong with you, don't scare your mother."
Sensing the abnormality on Lu Ming, Li Ping was even more frightened and a little at a loss.
"Bloodline rebirth? Can I really be bloodline rebirth?" Lu Ming was puzzled.
It is recorded in ancient books that only a very small number of people can regenerate a bloodline after their bloodline is deprived or damaged due to other reasons.
But most of the reborn bloodlines are of low level and are useless.
But there are also very, very few people who can break through and stand up again, break out of the cocoon and be reborn, rise from destruction, transcend the past, and awaken to the strongest bloodline.
But the probability of this is so small that it can be ignored. According to ancient records, there have been few cases since ancient times.
Lu Ming didn't think about awakening Xeon's bloodline after transcending the past. After all, the chances are too small. As long as he can awaken the bloodline, he will be very happy.
With blood, he can practice martial arts and change his destiny.
At this time, the abnormality on his body gradually disappeared, and Lu Ming smiled on his face, and said, "Mom, I'm fine!"
"What are you doing? This is the main mansion, you can't force your way in."
Suddenly, there was a soft shout from outside, and Lu Ming could hear the voice of Li Ping's personal maid, Qiuyue.
"Snapped!"
"Go away!"
There was a cold shout, followed by a slap, and then a young man with a gloomy face walked in.
"Ma'am, master!" A girl about sixteen years old followed in, her face was red and swollen, and a slap print appeared, it was Qiuyue.
"Lu Chuan, is that you? What do you want to do?"
Lu Ming got up and gave a cold drink.
The name of the visitor was Lu Chuan, and he was Lu Yao's elder brother. He was three and one years older than Lu Yao, and he was sixteen years old this year.
When Lu Chuan saw Lu Ming, surprise flashed across his eyes. He seemed a little surprised that Lu Ming was not dead, and then he sneered: "Lu Ming, it's just right for you to be here. My sister Lu Yao will be in charge of the Lu family and live in the main mansion. Therefore, you are no longer qualified to live in this main mansion, so move out quickly."
Li Ping's face turned pale. Although she knew that such a day would come, she didn't expect it to come so soon.
Li Ping smiled miserably, and said, "Lu Chuan, Ming'er has an injury on his body. After Ming'er recovers from his injury in two days, we will move out."
"In two days? I'm moving out today. Do you think I don't know if you want to stay here?"
Lu Chuan sneered.
"Today? But Ming'er is injured, it's so late today, let Ming'er rest overnight and move!"
Li Ping begged a little.
"Rest? He can't awaken any of his blood vessels. A waste whose meridians are clogged. What's there to rest for? It's better to die. Well, we must move out today anyway." Lu Chuan said indifferently.