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Chapter 149 Descendants Furlong

legend……

legend?!

The legend is to Nasenger what the immortal was to Lin Ke in his previous life.

Everyone doesn't know much about martial arts, foundation-building elixirs, etc., but when it comes to the most advanced immortals, they all know something about it.

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

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



And a few minutes before Auf's breakthrough, inside the castle, was Furon's bedroom.

Furlong drew up the curtains made of velvet and gold silk, so that no light could pass through. A dark photo ball was placed in the center of her table, surrounded by things that contained magical fluctuations.

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

Furlong closed the curtains and sat in front of the table, grabbing her skirt with both hands and twisting it unconsciously, frowning, obviously she was struggling with something in her heart.

Finally, she glanced at a small box on the bedside. Inside was a pearl that Lin Ke sent a servant to Parrot City to buy with his first pocket money when he was four years old...

At that time, her Xiao Linke said: "Garose has never given anything to my mother, so I will give it to her."

Then Furlong kept the "fake pearl" that Antova disdained.

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

So she made up her mind, picked up a small dagger on another chair, lightly cut her finger, gritted her teeth and touched the scorpion tail on her left, leaving a drop of blood.

Then, her fingers drew a straight line on the table, connecting it to the red ant jaw next to it, and then connected everything on the table bit by bit, with a drop of blood on everything.

The table was made of wood, and some tiny wooden thorns pierced her fingers. Furlong burst into tears from the pain.

But while shedding tears, Furlong still gritted her teeth and drew on the table with blood, while she silently recited:

"Jin Dismasson Archimonde Ikos Terminet..."

As she whispered, the organs of the insects on the table were gradually attracted by unknown forces, and the blood wrapped in Furlong gradually formed a strange pattern, similar to...

And in the center of this group is a dark photo ball.

As Fulon whispered, the insect organs gradually turned gray-white, then turned into loose sand, and then the loose sand directly turned into ashes, and the ashes finally disappeared.

However, all that rose up from the insect's organs was black smoke. The smoke gathered into the photo ball and was completely immersed in it.

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

After reading these words, Fulong once again drew a drop of blood from his fingertips and touched the photo ball.

For a moment, an incomparable voice echoed in Furlong's ears, but this voice did not reveal a single bit.

"I am... the Lord of the Void! Descendant of Nasenge, have you made your decision?"

The photo ball emits a rich cyan light, and a dark crack forms on it, which looks like a vertical pupil.

"But, I don't want to leave..." Fulon stood up, crossed his hands and clasped them, with a tangled tone.

"Descendant, you have an extremely powerful bloodline flowing through your body, and your soul is extremely bright... If you hadn't enlightened yourself, I wouldn't have been able to detect your existence. Perhaps you would have been submerged in the long river of time and turned into withered bones."

The vertical pupils emitting a rich cyan light stared at Fulon, but there was no sense of oppression as imagined.

"My self-enlightenment was that day when I thought my husband was dead...but he was not dead, and I still have my children. I don't want to lose them because of my strength..." There were tears in the corners of Furlong's eyes, but her voice was a bit weak.

Not weak, just confused.

"But without power, you can't protect them. My descendant, this is your last chance." The tone with green pupils was calm, as if telling a trivial matter: "It is not a legend, it is an undead, there is only void, all-encompassing.

"

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

"Your bloodline is the purest among my descendants, and it has even undergone some mutations..." As he said that, the blue eyes shone a blue light on Fulong, and then retracted it after a few seconds:

"Sure enough...it turns out to be like this...the descendants of pure white unicorns and mermaid cat people...well, which branch is that? Time, time is too long..."

Qingtong murmured to himself, and Fulong couldn't help but ask: "My bloodline is 'innocence', what is that? What's the use of it?"

Qingtong did not continue to meditate, but stared at Fulong again, saying: "This is the only bloodline among all my descendants, and it is also the 'outstanding' talent in Andrew's system. Your potential is unimaginable..."

Outstanding!

Fulong felt happy, her Xiaolin was at this level! This is a very good talent!

But Fulon then wondered: "Then I go with you, how can I protect my child?"

If you follow the source of your bloodline and come back hundreds of years later, what if Xiaolin can... what if...

"It doesn't matter, you just need to come with me in your soul..." As he said that, a trace of scarlet flashed in Qingtong's eyes: "Come on, take your time, put your hand on the black shadow stone, I will pick you up..."

Furlong made up her mind, and just when she was about to step forward, strong pressure came from the window, instantly breaking the barrier between Furlong and the table.

"Oh? This human has such an amazing talent, um, a legend... It's not advisable to stay for a long time... My descendants... will contact me again after thinking about it carefully..."

Qingtong felt Auf's breakthrough momentum and knew that he should not stay for a long time. The Star Glory class could not detect him, but the Legend could.

Then the image of Qingtong suddenly disappeared, a few strands of black energy emitted from the image ball, and then all of it dissipated.

Furlong kept her hand stretched out, her eyes full of struggle.

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

Ramiel's voice announcing that it was Off's breakthrough also entered the room.

Lord Aof... made a breakthrough?

It's not just Furlong.

Antova, who had just read a certain letter and seemed to have cried a lot, walked 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 hands, and her nails penetrated the thin plant fiber paper and dug into her flesh. Blood dripped out drop by drop, but she seemed unaware.

late……

She has already agreed to her greedy and cruel father and brother who is good at playing with people's hearts. To provide you with the fastest scientific update of this lord, Chapter 149 "Descendant" Fulon is free to read.


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