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Carlos looked in the direction of the sound.
"Nine-Pattern King..."
It is an imperial edict that embodies the king's majesty.
Ning Ren was being supported by Jia Mimi and was barely standing. He was even more surprised than his brothers and sisters.
Because he knew that he was the Nine-Pattern.
Now that he has not cut off his wings yet, why does a so-called king appear?
Dorothea's palms felt cold. "Second brother, do you still remember the forbidden technique you mentioned a while ago?"
Carlos nodded.
Xilting: "I'm afraid someone has actually put it into practice and succeeded."
Everything is connected.
The drained bones Dorothea found outside the Forest of Ten Thousand Forests, and the tribesmen who mysteriously disappeared six years ago. Although they have not disappeared again, the empty coffins that can be found everywhere in the Tomb of the Fallen King prove that they have found a way to replace the tribesmen without attracting attention.
And the recent disappearance of the red crystal and the royal family...
The clues are like beads, strung together.
The ethereal and uncondensed royal majesty weighed on his shoulders, and Carlos's eyes were as heavy as water.
He said with certainty, "This king's majesty is incomplete, and the nine patterns are not yet complete."
Xier Cheng: "Indeed, my father's majesty is much more profound than this."
Under the pressure of the king's might, Ning Ren's nose started bleeding again. He barely covered it with the corner of his sleeve to suppress the dizziness in his head. "Second brother, let's go home first."
He didn't know if it was because of the provocation, but the feathers on his back began to tingle, the kind of pain that comes from bones longing to be stretched.
But he was suppressed by the debuff.
Carlos's worried eyes instantly turned to look at him: "Without the Yin Fire, we can only go home and check the situation first."
They escorted Ning Ren back home.
Even Kamimi could smell the coming storm, so he followed silently behind, suppressing the anger in his heart.
Using the corpses from the tombs of fallen kings to raise their patterns with forbidden techniques is simply the greatest insult to our ancestors! Among them are heroes who died fighting to protect their tribe!
How could someone who used such horrific and bloody means become the king of Lanhuadis?!
But his reaction was the same as his older brothers and sisters. He did not rush over to question them immediately, but chose to lie low, and even had to bow his head before the 'new king'.
The shackles of bloodline level are a gap that can never be crossed.
Using seven patterns to fight against nine patterns is tantamount to seeking death.
However, when they approached the castle, Carlos stopped and hid in the forest around the castle with his younger brother and sister.
I saw that the castle was surrounded by troops at some point.
Leading the way were none other than Giddon and Horace!
In the open space in front of the castle, except for Nimansen and Bai Ya, all the servants serving in the castle were taken out.
Jidon said arrogantly, "Now that my father has ascended the throne, as long as you tell me the whereabouts of Carlos and the sons of the evil emperor, I will spare you! Otherwise, you will probably be living a life worse than death."
Carlos and others heard it clearly.
Antonhal, Gidon's father.
It turned out to be him!
That old bastard hasn't shown up for more than ten years, and he actually did something like this behind the scenes!
Xierting lowered his voice, but one could still hear the suppressed anger: "Why did you arrest us?"
Carlos' heart sank deeper. Just then, a black butterfly flew onto Ning Ren's finger. After the butterfly disappeared, it turned into a line of words:
We can't stay in your house anymore. I only had time to rescue the housekeeper and Grandma Laura. They are now on the hillside a hundred miles to the north.
Ning Ren: "It's a white crow."
Carlos retreated silently, leading them quickly out of the castle. They captured someone along the way and thoroughly understood why Gidon had come to arrest them.
It turned out that Anton Hal wanted to use the seven patterns and the flesh and blood of his eldest sister to help him completely form the nine king patterns!
Holding his breath, he reached a mountain a hundred miles away.
Bai Ya waved quickly: "Here, here!"
Seeing that they were all safe and sound, Niemanson and Grandma Laura breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God, Your Highnesses are all well."
He could still hold it in on the way, but after reuniting, Jamimi couldn't hold it in any longer. He punched the tree trunk and raged, "Idiot! Don't even think about it!!"
"You're slandering my father! You're using your royal power to deceive the common people! You're actually targeting our Herbert family!!"
Xierting: "What's so scary about a Nine-Patterned being built on the flesh and bones of its own people?! Carlos, I should have turned back just now!"
Dorothea: "Alright! You two stop arguing. Xiao Qi is still upset."
Ning Ren was indeed feeling very uncomfortable. Carlos took off his coat and folded it on the ground, then helped him sit against a tree trunk. His face was pale, and his nosebleed had stopped, but the dizziness lingered.
"Brother, I'm fine."
Carlos asked Grandma Laura to take a look, and he felt relieved only after the old lady nodded.
They also fell silent. The night was dark and the cold, fine mist in the fog kissed their skin, making it extremely cold.
How did things turn out like this?
Overnight, everything changed.
After a long moment, Carlos whispered, "I think I know why Antonhal is targeting us. Besides wanting us to have our flesh and blood veins raised, there must be another reason."
He recalled: "I was still young at that time, and I heard my father and mother tell an interesting story about his childhood."
Felix and Antonhal's mothers were good friends. By chance, they were both born on the same day in the same room. At the moment of their birth, golden light surrounded the two eggs.
In the end, one egg has nine patterns and one egg has seven patterns.
"My father said that when Antonhal was young, he often told him that he was the one who stole his Nine Marks. But as he grew older, he stopped talking about it."
Cirtin: “Ridiculous!”
Nine Patterns of Heaven, where did you hear this nonsense?
Dorothea: "Brother, what should we do now? We definitely can't go back to the royal court, and we have to tell our eldest sister not to come back."
Carlos: "Well, even if he hasn't reached the ninth level, we are no match for him."
He was not so stupid as to let himself and his younger brothers and sisters go back and die.
The most important thing now is to find a place to settle down.
But before he could express his thoughts, somewhere deep within his bloodline, there was a sudden movement. A long-lost blood connection reconnected silently.
Carlos' fingers trembled.
Dorothea murmured, "This is..."
Kamimi slowly stood up and looked towards the civilian area.
Xierting was stunned: "Brother...it's the third brother..."
This feeling became clearer and more obvious.
Antonhal's voice was carried by the wind. Even though it was a hundred miles away, with the blessing of Wang Wei, his clansmen could naturally hear it clearly: "Carlos, where are you running off with your brothers and sisters? Don't you want to see your poor third brother?"
"I want to see you within half an hour, otherwise Xiercheng will really die."
Bai Ya was not from Lanhuadis, so of course he couldn't hear it. He saw that Carlos and others seemed to sense something, and then their faces became very ugly.
Wondering: "What's wrong?"
Xilting took a deep breath, turned around and walked back.
Carlos grabbed him and said, "Fourth Brother, calm down!"
The name that came out of his mouth made Xierting stunned for a moment, but he calmly brushed away Carlos's hand: "You take Xiaoqi away, I have to go."
In the current situation, needless to say, they also know that there must have been a misunderstanding about what happened back then.
Carlos: "He wants all of us to go. Do you think it'll be solved if you go alone?"
Xierting gritted his teeth, "I..."
Carlos: "I'll go with you."
Xilting: "No!"
Carlos' tone darkened: "Let's go together."
Xierting clenched his fists in silence and turned his head to the side.
Dorothea: "Hey, you forgot about me?"
Jia Mimi: "That's also my third brother."
"Don't take advantage of your age difference to force us to decide where we go. He's just a fake king, why should we be afraid of him? Second brother, if you still consider us family, then come with us!"
After these words were spoken, Carlos no longer objected.
Wen Duolin is away from home, and he is used to being the parent, so he wants to take care of everything himself, but he doesn't know that his younger brothers and sisters also want to take care of it for him.
Ning Ren had been madly attacking [Courage Deprivation] since he had figured out the whole story.
He hadn't expected that the new king in [Forked Roads of Fate] would be this piece of trash with forbidden magic patterns! How could a tyrannical and bloodthirsty person become the king of a country?!
Moreover, this piece of trash actually wanted to attract the attention of his brother and sister!
He felt panic, regret and hatred for himself. Why didn't he work harder yesterday? Why did he rest half an hour earlier the day before? Why didn't he make up his mind sooner...
The wings behind Ning Ren trembled in pain.
Carlos thought he was cold, so he put another coat on him and half-knelt in front of his younger brother, a gentle look in his eyes: "Xiaoqi."
The boy forced himself to open his eyes, and the blood mole under the right corner of his eye really looked like a tiny drop of blood.
He stretched out his cold and sticky hand and grabbed Carlos' sleeve: "Second brother, wait for me, don't go..."
Carlos: "You haven't met your third brother, have you? He looks the same as your fourth brother, but he's a truly gentle gentleman, as gentle as the wind and the moon, as kind as jade. He always took care of you, polishing your eggshells day after day. You'll definitely like him."
"Let's go get him out."
He touched the wings on Ning Ren's back and said, "Put them back and be obedient."
Ning Ren was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Half-conscious and half-awake, he shook his head stubbornly.
Carlos: "I know you spread your wings to help us. But you are still young, and after spreading your wings, your mental strength is weak, so you can't help us. Xiaoqi, there is no rush. After we leave, you, Grandma Laura, the housekeeper, and Mr. White Crow will leave. Do you hear me?"
Today, if any one of them were captured, they would make the same choice.
Whether you think they are stupid or dumb, go over there and find out the situation first.
You can't gamble with the lives of your loved ones at any time.
Carlos pierced the tip of his ring finger, took a drop of heart blood, and ignited it with the curse seal.
Celtine, Carmichael, and Dorothea did the same.
Four blood-gold flames were sent into Ning Ren's arms.
The flames danced warmly as if in an embrace, lovingly warming the boy's cold skin.
Dorothea touched her little brother's hair, and her heart softened when she thought of the day when she and Xierting were injured and Xiaoqi's anxious and angry look.
"Sister will come back."
Xierting wiped the tears from his younger brother's eyes with his fingertips. "You're so old, and you're still crying. Wait until I bring your third brother back, and have him give you all the birthday gifts you've given me over the years."
Jia Mimi placed a thick notebook beside Ning Ren and said in a relaxed tone, "It's just for temporary storage. You are not allowed to peek or modify it."
It is a growth record book labeled 'Seven'.
He had written quite a few embarrassing things in it. He had embarrassed himself at his coming-of-age ceremony because of the notebook, and he couldn't bear to see his brother having it easy.
Carlos couldn't bear to look at Ning Ren's expression anymore and pulled out his sleeves.
To Bai Ya: "This is Yang Fire. I believe Mr. Bai Ya must have a way to preserve it. If you can find Yin Fire somewhere else, please use the Yin Yang Lock on Xiao Qi again."
"I was reckless before, please don't take it personally."
Bai Ya had a complicated expression, then smiled: "I see, Errigalan and I are destined to be together, even if you don't tell me, I will take care of him."
After everything was explained, Carlos and the other three flew towards the civilian area.
[Fork in the Road of Destiny] has a three-hour countdown at this moment.
Broken wings, or spread wings.
Things have developed to this point, and he has no choice at all.
Ning Ren completely ignored the reminder. He bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcing himself to stay awake. The smell of blood lingered between his lips and teeth.
The veins on the back of his hands bulged slightly as he violently pulled at the wings behind him, like a half-paralyzed man beating his powerless legs in despair.
Fly! Fly!
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