Chapter 610

The sun set, and the clouds filled the sky.

Outside Feng Huo City, on Cui Yun Peak, there was a stone table, and beside the table, there were stone stools, with a pair of young boy and girl snuggling together.

The boy was on the thin side, his face slightly pale, his features delicate.

The girl wore a snow-white long dress, her skin like jade, her appearance stunningly beautiful.

The girl leaned her head on the boy's shoulder, and under the sunset, they looked like a pair of immortal lovers.

"Yao'er, I really hope we can be like this for a lifetime!" The boy's face was full of happy smiles as he said softly.

"Brother Ming, of course we can; we said we would be together for a lifetime."

A happy smile appeared on the girl's face.

The boy was named Lu Ming, and the girl was named Lu Yao.

Looking at the smile on Lu Yao's face, Lu Ming's eyes were even gentler, holding Lu Yao's soft, boneless jade hand, and said: "Yao'er, although my meridians are blocked and I cannot condense Qi, as long as I can awaken my bloodline, the Elder Council will buy spiritual medicine to clear my meridians, and then I can cultivate."

"I will definitely become a martial arts powerhouse and protect you for a lifetime."

"Thank you, Brother Ming."

A look of being moved appeared in Lu Yao's eyes, and she said again: "Brother Ming, has a pulse-tester really tested that you inherited your father's bloodline?"

"Yes, Yao'er, so in the future, your man will definitely be a powerhouse." A confident smile appeared on Lu Ming's face.

Lu Yao smiled slightly and picked up the wine glass on the stone table; in the glass was the famous Blood Tongue Orchid Wine, emitting a faint fragrance.

Lu Yao kissed Lu Ming on the face like lightning, her face blushing, and she picked up the wine glass and said: "Brother Ming, come, Yao'er rewards you."

Lu Ming took the wine glass and said: "Yao'er, you invite me to drink a cup of Blood Tongue Orchid Wine every day; I am really grateful to have you by my side."

After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

As the wine fragrance lingered on the tip of his tongue, Lu Ming's heart was as sweet as the wine fragrance, but the next moment, he felt the world spinning.

"Yao'er, why am I a bit dizzy? This wine of yours..."

Lu Ming supported himself on the stone table and looked at Lu Yao, but at this time, he found that Lu Yao's expression was a bit cold.

"Hahaha, Lu Ming, Yao'er has been with you for three years, nothing more than to nurture your pulse; now the time has come, why don't you contribute your bloodline?"

At this time, a middle-aged man appeared from the side; it was Lu Yao's father.

Boom!

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 were like sharp knives stabbing into Lu Ming's heart; he roared and pounced toward Lu Yao.

But Lu Yao just stepped back slightly, and he fell to the ground.

"Duanmu Lin of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect, started cultivating at six, opened two divine meridians in half a year, stepped into the Martial Warrior realm, stepped into the Martial Master realm at nine, and is now sixteen, one of the four geniuses of the Xuan Yuan Sword Sect. And you? Weak and sickly, meridians blocked; to put it bluntly, you are just trash. Even if you awaken your bloodline, you are still trash. Can you compare to Duanmu Lin?"

"Such a genius is the only match for me, Lu Yao. To marry him, I must awaken a powerful bloodline. Since you love me so much, why not fulfill me and use your bloodline to help me awaken a more powerful bloodline."

An indifferent voice came from Lu Yao's mouth.

Bang!

At this time, the middle-aged man stepped on Lu Ming's back, a sharp knife appeared in his hand, and he shouted: "Lu Ming, offer your bloodline!"

Ah!

At the spine, the heart-piercing pain instantly drowned Lu Ming; Lu Ming roared, his voice full of loneliness, helplessness, and despair.

Gradually, Lu Ming fell into boundless darkness.

"Lu Yao, Lu Yunxiong, why do you want to take my bloodline!"

Lu Ming roared and sat up from the bed, making the Nanmu bed creak.

Lu Ming was covered in sweat, his face pale. At first, he thought it was a nightmare, but he quickly realized that this was not a dream, but a fact that had already happened.

The situation from a few days ago appeared in his mind again.

Lu Ming, the descendant of the main line of the Lu family in Feng Huo City, his father is the head of the Lu family. And Lu Yao is the daughter of the Great Elder of the first branch of the Lu family.

The two were of the same clan but different branches, grew up together since childhood, childhood sweethearts, could be said to be inseparable, and had even made vows to each other in private.

Lu Ming could never have imagined that Lu Yao would attack him with the Great Elder to take his bloodline.

"Strength, everything is because my strength is insufficient. If my talent were extraordinary and my strength powerful, how would they dare to treat me like this?"

Lu Ming clenched his fists, his whole body trembling, his eyes full of bloodshot veins.

Trash!

This is what Lu Yao called him; Lu Yao's words from three days ago seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

Creak!

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a weak middle-aged woman walked in, looking at Lu Ming on the bed, and asked with concern: "Ming'er, did you have another nightmare?"

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 look for him, only then saving Lu Ming; otherwise, Lu Ming would have died.

Ever since the news spread six years ago that Lu Ming's father was killed while traveling outside, he and Li Ping had been dependent on each other.

Lu Ming looked at Li Ping, his eyes becoming gentle, and said: "Mother, it's okay, just a dream."

Looking at Lu Ming's pale face, Li Ping sat by Lu Ming's bed, touched Lu Ming's forehead, and said with heartache: "It's been three days, and every time you shout that Lu Yao harmed you. Ming'er, what exactly is going on? Could it be that your injury is because of Lu Yao..."

Lu Ming said: "Mother, it's nothing, you heard wrong."

Lu Ming did not tell Li Ping that it was Lu Yao and the Great Elder who did it, because Li Ping did not cultivate martial arts; telling Li Ping would only harm her.

Li Ping hesitated for a moment and said: "Ming'er, in the future, you must not call Lu Yao by her name in front of others. Two days ago, Lu Yao awakened a level-five bloodline and also opened a divine meridian. Now she has obtained the recognition of the Elder Council. At the clan meeting two months later, she will take charge of the Lu family and become the head of the Lu family. Calling the head of the family by her name might be considered disrespectful."

"What? Lu Yao is going to take charge of the Lu family? She can forget it."

Lu Ming let out a low roar, his eyes bloodshot, his teeth clattering, his teeth almost shattered, and blood flowed out.

After Lu Ming's father was rumored to have been killed six years ago, for the past six years, the Lu family had been managed by the Elder Council, and no new head of the family had been appointed.

Seeing Lu Ming like this, Li Ping was terrified, only holding Lu Ming's head, tears streaming down, saying: "Ming'er, don't scare mother; mother has already lost your father, I cannot lose you again."

"Father... where are you exactly? Ming'er believes you won't die. Now, Ming'er is powerless, and even the position of head of the family cannot be kept."

Lu Ming held tightly to a pendant on his neck; because he used too much force, his nails pierced into his flesh, and blood kept seeping out.

This pendant, cast in bronze and the size of a broad bean, was sent back by someone from outside before Lu Ming's father had his accident. For these six years, Lu Ming had always carried it with him.

Blood from his palm seeped out and flowed toward the bronze pendant.

Hum!

Suddenly, the bronze pendant trembled slightly and became scalding hot.

Before Lu Ming could react, the bronze pendant shook and turned into specks of powder, drilling into Lu Ming's palm, entering his palm and disappearing.

Then, Lu Ming felt a scalding energy from his palm, along his arm, all the way up, and after a while, it stopped at the Yintang acupoint between his eyebrows.

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Reborn!"

Suddenly, a huge roar sounded in Lu Ming's mind, shaking Lu Ming's mind until it buzzed.

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Reborn!"

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Reborn!"

Successive roars kept sounding in Lu Ming's mind, and then, a scorching aura started from between his eyebrows and surged toward Lu Ming's spine.

The next moment, the roar disappeared, but there was a burst of numbness and itching on the spine, and his whole body became scalding hot.

"What's going on?"

Lu Ming was completely confused.

At this time, the numbness and itching on the spine became more intense, as if something was slowly growing.

"Ming'er, what's wrong with you, don't scare mother."

Feeling the abnormality in Lu Ming's body, Li Ping was even more afraid, somewhat at a loss.

"Bloodline reborn? Could it be that I can really be bloodline reborn?" Lu Ming wondered in his heart.

Ancient books record that only a very small number of people, after their bloodline is stripped or damaged for other reasons, can be bloodline reborn and grow a new bloodline.

But most of the reborn bloodlines are of very low grade and of no great use.

But there are also a very, very few people who can break and then stand, break the cocoon and be reborn, rise from destruction, transcend the past, and awaken the strongest bloodline.

But this probability is so small that it can be ignored. Ancient books record that there have not been many cases since ancient times.

Transcending the past and awakening the strongest bloodline, Lu Ming did not think about it; after all, the probability was too small. He would be very happy as long as he could awaken a bloodline.

With a bloodline, he could cultivate martial arts and change his destiny.

At this time, the abnormality on his body slowly disappeared, and a smile appeared on Lu Ming's face, saying: "Mother, I'm fine!"

"Young Master, it's great that you're fine; these past few days, you scared us to death!"

At this time, a young girl walked over and said.

The girl was about the same age as Lu Ming and was extremely beautiful.

Lu Ming naturally recognized her; the girl was named Qiu Yue, Li Ping's personal maid, who had grown up with him since childhood.

"Qiu Yue, I'm fine, don't worry!"

Lu Ming smiled.

Then, Lu Ming scanned his surroundings, his expression changed suddenly, and he said: "Mother, where is this? This is not the main mansion of the Lu family!"

Lu Ming's father used to be the head of the Lu family, and they had always lived in the main mansion of the Lu family, but this was not it.

"Ming'er, you should rest well and don't worry too much!" Li Ping said, but the fleeting sadness and tears in her eyes were still captured by Lu Ming.

"Mother, what exactly is going on?" Lu Ming asked.

"Young Master, let me say it. We were driven out. Lu Yao said she was about to become the head of the family and should move into the main mansion, and we were not qualified to continue living in the main mansion, so she made us move out."

On the side, Qiu Yue gritted her silver teeth and told the story, her pretty little face full of anger.

"What? Lu Yao, you are too bullying!" Lu Ming roared.

"You trash, what are you shouting about? Having a place for you to live is already a gift to you; why aren't you grateful?"

Just at this moment, a voice sounded outside the door, and then the door was opened, and a young man walked out.

"Lu Chuan, it's you!"

Lu Ming shouted angrily; this person was named Lu Chuan, Lu Yao's own brother, and was a bit older than Lu Ming.

"Lu Chuan, we have already left the main mansion, what are you still doing here?"

Li Ping said, her body subconsciously blocking in front of Lu Ming, as if afraid that Lu Chuan would hurt Lu Ming.

"I'm here to take the sword!"

After speaking, Lu Chuan's eyes scanned around, and when he saw a precious sword by the bedside, his eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over, reaching out to grab the sword.

"Lu Chuan, this sword is the only keepsake left by Ming'er's father, to be left for Ming'er to use in the future; you cannot take it away."

Li Ping hurriedly reached out to grab it.

"Get lost!"

Lu Chuan exerted force, the scabbard shook, and a force burst out. Li Ping was not a cultivator; how could she resist? Her body staggered backward, almost falling to the ground.

"Mother!" Lu Ming roared.

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