Chapter 663: Defending the Title; Film Invitations for Leonardo and Matt Damon!

The setting sun went down, and the glow filled the sky.

Outside Wind Fire City, on Cuiyun Peak, there was a stone table, and beside the table, there were stone stools, with a pair of young boy and girl leaning against each other.

The boy had a thin build, a slightly pale complexion, and a handsome face.

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

The girl leaned her head on the boy's shoulder; under the illumination of the setting sun, they looked like a pair of immortal lovers.

"Yao'er, I really hope it 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."

The girl's face revealed a happy smile.

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. He held Lu Yao's soft, boneless jade hand and said: "Yao'er, although my meridians are blocked and I cannot condense true Qi, as long as I can awaken my bloodline, the Elder Council will purchase 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."

Lu Yao's eyes revealed a look of being moved, and she added: "Brother Ming, has a pulse-measurer really measured that you inherited your father's bloodline?"

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

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 glass 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.

The fragrance of the wine lingered on the tip of his tongue, and Lu Ming's heart was as sweet as the fragrance of the wine, 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 moment, 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 nourish the pulse. Now the time has come; contribute your bloodline, will you?"

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

Boom!

It was like a bolt from the blue, exploding 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 Profound Origin 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 now at sixteen, he is one of the four great geniuses of the Profound Origin 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 with Duanmu Lin?"

"Such a genius is the only good match for me, Lu Yao. To marry him, I must awaken a powerful bloodline. Since you love me so much, why not fulfill me? 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 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 suddenly sat up from the bed, causing the bed made of nanmu wood to 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 surfaced in his mind again.

Lu Ming, the descendant of the main branch of the Lu family in Wind Fire City, his father was the head of the Lu family. And Lu Yao was 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, were childhood sweethearts, could be said to be inseparable, and had even privately made vows and promised themselves to each other.

Lu Ming could never have imagined that Lu Yao would join hands with the Great Elder to attack him and 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 was Lu Yao's name for him, and Lu Yao's words from three days ago seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

Creak!

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

This beautiful woman was 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 find him, saving Lu Ming; otherwise, Lu Ming would have died.

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

Lu Ming looked at Li Ping, his eyes becoming gentle, and said: "Mother, it's nothing, 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 cannot 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 family head by name, I'm afraid people will say it's 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 chattering, his teeth almost broken, and blood flowing out.

After the rumor spread six years ago that Lu Ming's father had been killed, for the past six years, the Lu family had been managed by the Elder Council, and no new family head had been appointed.

Seeing Lu Ming like this, Li Ping was so scared that she lost her head; she just hugged Lu Ming's head, tears constantly flowing down, and said: "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 family head cannot be kept."

Lu Ming held tightly onto a pendant on his neck. Because he used too much force, his nails pierced into his flesh, and blood constantly seeped 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.

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

Hum!

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

Before Lu Ming could react, the bronze pendant shook and actually turned into specks of powder, drilled into Lu Ming's palm, entered his palm, and disappeared.

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, making Lu Ming's mind buzz.

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Reborn!"

"Nine Dragons Undying, Bloodline Reborn!"

Successive roars constantly sounded 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 his 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 his spine became more intense, and it seemed that 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 and somewhat at a loss.

"Bloodline Reborn? Can I really be bloodline reborn?" Lu Ming was puzzled in his heart.

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

However, most of the reborn bloodlines are of very low grade and have no great use.

But there are also a very, very small number of people who can break and then stand, break the cocoon and be reborn, rise from destruction, transcend the past, and awaken the supreme 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 supreme 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 Lu Ming's face revealed a smile, 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 Qiuyue, Li Ping's personal maid, who had grown up with him since childhood.

"Qiuyue, I'm fine, don't worry!"

Lu Ming smiled.

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

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

"Ming'er, you should recuperate well, don't overthink!" 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 family head 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, Qiuyue gritted her silver teeth and said what happened, 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 favor 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 biological brother, and was a little 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. When he saw a precious sword by the bedside, his eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over and reached out to grab the precious sword.

"Lu Chuan, this sword is the only token 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. ===== CHAPTER 664 =====