Chapter 353 Make a wish on me
"Ming Lang, take the princess and leave through the back door." Ming Xian lowered his voice.
Mingxian's face was full of apology.
"Ming is afraid that he cannot protect the princess, so the princess should leave first."
"What I owe you, Mingxian will pay it back in his next life."
"The Nether God whom the second elder believes in is in charge of the Netherworld. He has hundreds of thousands of Netherworld soldiers in his hands. You are young, so be careful not to scare him." Mingxian felt extremely guilty. A single top-quality spiritual stone could trigger competition among major families. And Princess Zhaoyang gave four as gifts...
Mingxian looked at every plant and tree in the mansion with a moved expression.
"Even if I die, I will die here. Guarding the inheritance left by my ancestors..."
"Uncle Ming, Chaochao and Yuzhou will go home by themselves. You are busy, you are busy." The little guy waved his hand and walked back.
Mingxian nodded.
He glanced at the Ming family members behind him and his eyes turned red: "Ming family, accept the challenge!"
The Su family has long wanted to annex the Ming family. Even if they escape today, there will still be tomorrow.
Why not, accept the challenge!
I will never lose my reputation as the God of Xianting!
No one noticed that Lu Chaochao pulled Xie Yuzhou and hid under the altar table.
"Shh, hold back your words..."
The second elder raised his chin slightly: "Ming Ting, you are the most outstanding child of the Ming family. It's up to you to drag them down from the altar."
Opposite him, Mingming and his clan members all glared at him.
"The Ming family devoted all their efforts to raising you, but they raised you, a villain who rebelled against our ancestors!" Mingzhu was so angry that he wiped away tears.
The young boy has always taken Ming Ting as his role model, but he never thought that one day his family would be stabbed in the back by his role model.
Ming Ting held the sword with both hands and looked indifferent.
"Use my soul to awaken the sleeping God of the Netherworld. Please cover the earth and collect your sacrifices..." The dark patterns on Mingting's eyebrows appeared instantly, and black mist appeared out of thin air.
Outside the gate of the Ming family, the head of the Su family frowned slightly.
"Mingting really has some talent, and he can actually invite the true form of the God of the Netherworld?"
"Mingxian is afraid that he will be so angry that he will vomit blood."
Everyone knows that there are emperors in the human world, gods in the divine world, and gods in the underworld.
There is a dark god in the demon world.
"It's sad that the Ming family, which has been inherited for thousands of years, is going to perish." The head of the Su family said this, but his eyes were full of pride.
When the Ming family is destroyed, they will swarm in and annex everything in the Ming family.
"Uncle, can we find traces of the Black Turtle Ancestor?" Nan Fengyu asked.
The head of the Su family sighed softly: "This time, my ancestor has been away from home for many days, and he can't be contacted at all. This has never happened before."
Nan Fengyu whispered: "Did the ancestor have an accident?"
The head of the Su family shook his head: "Absolutely impossible. The ancestor's strength is superior to that of other major families. Who can hurt him?"
The head of the Su family didn't believe it at all.
Nan Fengyu thought for a moment and said: "There is a tracer crane in the royal family. When Fengyu returns to the palace, he will ask Mu Bai to send the tracer crane."
"As long as you give the little spirit crane a sniff of the things that the ancestors often use, the spirit crane will lead people to look for it. Then you can chase the crane."
The head of the Su family nodded.
"By the way, I heard that Princess Zhaoyang is going to various aristocratic families to have heart-to-heart talks?" Nan Fengyu's eyes were full of contempt.
The head of the Su family laughed out loud.
"Don't worry, my uncle will let her come in smiling and leave crying."
Nan Fengyu's eyebrows showed a smile: "Then outsiders will say that we bully children."
The laughter of the two people spread far and wide.
And Lu Chaochao lay down under the altar table, took out a big turtle shell from his arms, and put it under his buttocks as a stool.
Xie Yuzhou rubbed his eyes: "You can't treat me as a fool."
Are you too lazy to cover it up?
Lu Chaochao didn't even raise his head: "He is a fool."
Xie Yuzhou...
The two lifted up the bright yellow tablecloth hanging to the floor, revealing two little heads.
The two of them held their heads in their hands, looking like they were watching a good show.
Black mist filled the air, and a huge black shadow shrouded the sky above the Ming family, overlooking everyone with arrogance and indifference.
Many people in the city could vaguely see it, and they closed their doors and windows tightly, not daring to watch the excitement.
"Do you know the difference between Nanguo and Beizhao?" Lu Chaochao was still chatting with Xie Yuzhou with great interest.
"Can the South summon gods? Can Beizhao not?" Xie Yuzhou guessed seriously.
Lu Chaochao shook his head: "Beizhao loves to watch the excitement, but Nanguo doesn't. Look, on such a lively day, there is not a single common person outside the door..."
Xie Yuzhou thought for a moment and nodded seriously.
"He invited the God of Hades." Mingxian breathed heavily.
Under the black mist, countless wandering souls shrouded it.
The faces of everyone in the Ming family changed dramatically, and some disciples had already recited the exorcism spells in an attempt to drive away the wandering spirits.
"Master, the black mist is eroding us..." A member of the tribe shouted in panic.
If you touch the black mist, you can feel your soul being eaten away.
The pain caused the tribesmen to fall to the ground and howl in pain.
In an instant, most of it fell to the ground.
When Lu Chaochao saw Hei Wu approaching, he glared and Hei Wu avoided the altar table.
Mingxian was heartbroken: "Mingting, do you really want to kill everyone? These are all brothers and sisters!!"
"Mingcheng!! You and I are brothers from the same mother and mother, why do you do this?!" Mingxian watched helplessly as one clan member after another fell.
His eyes were almost overwhelmed by despair and guilt.
Ming Lang knelt in front of the altar table, clasped his hands together, and heavy drops of cold sweat fell from his forehead.
"Ming Lang, the fourteenth generation disciple of the Ming family, respectfully invites the god Xianting to come to the southern kingdom..."
"Ming Lang, the fourteenth generation disciple of the Ming family, respectfully invites the Lord Xian Ting to come to the Southern Kingdom..." Ming Lang's voice was shaking, and countless clan members fell down in front of him, wailing in pain.
The offering table was filled with offerings.
He had bathed and changed clothes, burned incense and even fasted for three days, but there was still no response.
what to do? what to do?
Will the Ming family be destroyed today?
God wants to destroy the Ming family, God wants to destroy the Ming family.
At this moment, the entire Ming family has been shrouded in darkness, and the outside world can no longer see the situation inside.
"Mingxian, if you are willing to kneel on the ground and shout three times that the gods in the leisure court are useless, how about I spare them?" The second elder sneered.
He wants to smash the other party's pride with his own hands, from body to soul! !
Mingxian's face turned pale.
One clansman after another fell, and everything he held on to was being destroyed.
"Family...Master of the family, God will protect us for thousands of years! No!"
"I would rather die than abandon the Lord Xianting!"
"Yes, I will never abandon you!" The members of the Ming family grimaced in pain, with bloodshot eyes popping out from the pain.
Ming Lang murmured in his mouth, his eyes dazed: "What should I do... what should I do..."
A tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
Lu Chaochao stretched out his chubby hand from under the altar table: "Give me a chicken leg. Quick, give me a chicken leg..."
Ming Lang was stunned for a moment, tears still hanging on his cheeks.
Lu Chaochao, who was clearly watching him leave, got out from under the altar table again?
He blankly tore off a chicken drumstick from the altar table and handed it to her.
"Make a wish for me!" Lu Chaochao took a big bite. It was cold and not very tasty.
Ming Lang smiled bitterly, and tears welled up in his eyes. How great would it be if he could really make a wish?
"The God of Xianting appears..." How wonderful it would be.
Lu Chaochao's eyebrows curved, he heard your wish.
The little guy's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his expression was solemn.
"In my name, destiny will come to the world quickly!" The girl whispered with a childish voice and lowered her eyes.
Mingming heard it.
Mingxian also heard it.
Even the elders of the Ming family opposite heard it.
I saw a hole suddenly opened in the dark night sky, and a strong light fell on the earth.
The tree of life breaks through the darkness and appears green in the vast world.
Directly breaking through Hades, the black mist is quickly receding.
The huge god's true form stands on the canopy of the tree. (End of chapter)
