Yuan Xinzai's eyes fell on their very obviously over-exaggerated muscles and frowned slightly.

He looked around at the first time and found that there were men everywhere here, and Yuan Xincai made a quick judgment.

This is not a good place.

Yin Nian saw the wound on Yuan Xinsui's face and subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand, but the wound on Yuan Xinsui's face disappeared bit by bit.

She hasn't come back to her senses yet.

I felt Yuan Xinzai lift her up with her backhand, stood up from the medicine pool, and said with a cold face: "Get out of the way."

As the sound fell, a powerful wave of air swept out from him.

The air waves burned to their skin, making them scream in a hurry and began to wear clothes and retreat.

Yuan Xinzai supported one hand on the mud on the pond surface, and his five fingers were buried in the dark mud. Water kept pouring down from his hair and cheeks. His thin and powerful waist was soaked in the water and pressed against the flesh.

I really can afford the three words "vixen".

What else do they want to say while scolding?

Until the priest gave the order: "Stop making trouble."

He walked over from the separated crowd with a cane and trembled step by step, "Can the outside guests explain what this is?"

He spread his palms and took out the heart-protecting scales, and asked directly at the bull's-eye.

The blood phoenix fire ignited Yin Nian's body, and evaporated the wet water traces on his body and Yuan Xinshuo little by little.

She shook her hand, "That's my thing."

The scales instantly escaped from the priest's hand and attached them to Yin Nian's wrist very enthusiastically.

"Hiss." A strange chirping stayed in front of Yin Nian with the strong wind sweeping over by a thick tail.

"Lao An, don't!"

The priest shouted loudly, "Stop!"

The strong wind brought about the broken hair in front of Yin Nian, which flew back to his head.

The tail did not stop by itself, but had to stop.

The old dreamweaver beast was stopped. Yin Nian stretched out his hand and looked at the spiritual waterfall that seemed to have become much bigger.

After being sucked by that thing, life and death became stronger in a moment?

The men watching next to him exclaimed: "Ah, she is so strong, I love it so much."

Yin Nianzheng was puzzled when he heard the old dream-weavering beast screaming in anger, "How are you doing to my child!"

Yin Nian slowly turned his head and looked confused.

"Who is your child?"

Dreamweaver: "Isn't what you hold in your hand the scales of my child?"

Yin Nian frowned slightly, "What evidence do you have to prove that this is your child?"

The old beast exhaled turbid air from its nose, and it easily pulled off one of its scales. The next moment, the scales on Yin Nian's hand shone together. The attraction of blood relationship was by no means accidental. Two scales, one large and one small, were like two fireflies and sons who finally met. This flashed brightly and breathed freely.

Yin Nian held the scales on his hand and could clearly feel the pull of the blood power.

"You stole my eggs!"

The old beast roared angrily.

"That's my child!"

It tried to rush towards Yin Nian and knocked her over her head.

But he was comforted by the men next to him.

"Oh, Lao An, don't be so impatient." They shouted the old beast's name.

"Everyone said that the Heart-Guan Lin can only give it to her voluntarily. She is a good person at first glance. How could she be a thief?"

The old beast turned around anxiously, brushed away the dust and said coldly: "How can you know that she is a good person? Why do you decide?"

The men said with confidence: "Because she is a woman."

The tail hit the ground with a slap, "You guys have only women's lunatics in their eyes!"

"Calm down." The priest's eyes lit up, pure white, like a white lantern embedded in his face. "She is only in her twenties, and she is not as old as your child's eggs. How could she steal your eggs? She stole them in her previous life?"

The old beast was stunned.

It finally calmed down.

"Child, I hope you can tell us what your relationship is with the dreamweaver cub and why the heart-protecting scales appear in your hands."

Yin Nian and Yuan Xinrui looked at each other, "That's better tell me first, how did you know that I'm only in my early twenties."

"What's going on with your eyes?"

The priest smiled, "Is this? It's the talent of my clan. He can see some things that ordinary people cannot see, such as your bone age, strength, and the aura of the person next to you, but he is bound by the marriage line of another person."

"You must have two men."

The group of people behind the priest let out a burst of exclamation.

He said in surprise: "She actually has only two men, isn't she too affectionate?"

Yin Nian: "…I only have one man."

Men even look like the world has been subverted.

There is such a woman in this world?

The priest didn't think anything was there, but was surprised. Unlike the situation where there were more men and fewer women here, he knew that the number of men and women outside was actually the same, but the outside was a world where the strong prey on the weak. The strong could have countless men and women, while the weak came with one.

But this woman looked obviously not a weak person, and he thought she would have many men.

"This scale was indeed given to me by a dreamweaver beast. You can say that we are friends or comrades-in-arms."

"I come from the intraday world."

"Plate Insider?" The priest had a look of shock in his eyes and murmured, "How could it be the Plate Insider? The Plate Insider has been taken away by various major families and is under their control. Could it be that it was stolen by those families? But the Plate Insider lacks spiritual power, why should we throw our children into the Plate Insider?"

He walked around the ground almost nervously.

His fingers trembled and pinched several moves, and his eyes burst into a burst of strong light.

But soon, the light went out and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Prince!" Everyone rushed up to help him in a panic.

The priest swallowed the blood that surged up, "I'm fine, I'm so old, no matter how old it is."

"Your child? More than one?" Yin Nian still grasped the key point sensitively.

"Yes." The priest brought a stool and brought food and drink. "Child, I'm sorry for the old beast's previous powerless attitude towards you, but it's too worried about its own child."

"My tribe, and his tribe, have ushered in the light of God's submission."

"You can understand that a child as talented as a child has never appeared in thousands of years, and was suddenly born together."

"In fact, the innate abilities of our two races have been declining. You may not know that some races are unique and are born with abilities that others do not have."

Yin Nian nodded when she heard this. She thought of the former Xian clan, Ruan Qingyan's Lanhuo, Li Nu's Lingling Talent, etc.

The priest continued, "But the gift will not last, and the bloodline becomes thinner and thinner through generations."

"Even now, there are not many people in our clan, who can be like me." He pointed to his eyes that had just bloomed with white light, "We thought that God was going to take back our talents. Although we were reluctant to give up, we were unwilling to use other evil techniques to continue this talent. Until the birth of these three children, we will see hope again, two are children of our clan, and one is the cub of the dream weaving beast."

"But one night, these three children disappeared at the same time and disappeared."

"After so many years, we have given up searching."

"I'm old, and Lao An is old, we're just waiting for the arrival of our death."

"But you showed up, child."

He grabbed Yin Nian's hand.

Yin Nian looked at his eyes and asked the suspicion that had been faintly found in his heart from the very beginning, "Maybe, can I ask all the talents of your clan at its peak?"

The priest was stunned.

Then he nodded immediately and said, "God gave our tribe the eyes of God, so that we are not afraid of deception. Seeing the origin of human beings is only one of the talents."

“Our true talents are actually divided into three types.”

"I just concluded that your age is the 'now' for everyone."

"And my grandfather, he could see a person's past."
Chapter completed!