Chapter 1306

But, such a person, such a family, need to give face?

Huang Conglong stared at Xia Qingchen in front of him. The more he looked, the more unpleasant he became. He suppressed a trace of anger at the bottom of his heart and said indifferently, "if the octagonal ancient mirror is damaged, the Huang family will not investigate your responsibility, provided that you use it normally."

Xia Qingchen recorded the sound, put the crystal ball away and said, "this sentence is enough."

Without much more to say, he blew out a breath, gasified the steel needle and pierced his fingers.

A drop of crimson blood dripped down the finger in the center of the octagonal ancient mirror.

I saw the rune on the mirror rapidly rotating around this drop of blood.

Huang Conglong closed his eyes and leaned on the master's chair. He didn't look at the reaction of the ancient mirror at all. He said to himself, "if there is a divine blood, there will be a reaction in the center of the ancient mirror. There are nine kinds of reactions from light to heavy."

"If it is light, it will shake, and if it is heavy, it will fly to the sky by itself."

"During this period, various values will appear on the mirror to state the thickness and thickness of blood vessels."

Creak——

With the sound of a mechanism, the runes on the ancient mirror stopped rotating.

Huang Conglong sighed gently. Huang wending shook his head and looked away. A trace of ridicule came from the corners of his mouth: "I said it was a waste of time."

Once the octagonal ancient mirror detects that there is no divine blood of Huang's ancestors in each other's blood, the rune will stop rotating.

Just listen to the sound, you will know the test results of Xia Qingchen.

Sighing, Huang Conglong opened his eyes and slowly stood up: "since the results come out, I'll leave."

He didn't even want to say anything superfluous.

However, to his surprise, there was another clear sound in the ancient mirror.

But that's not Rune rotation, but

He suddenly turned his head and saw a crack the size of hair in the center of the ancient mirror in Xia Qingchen's hand.

"What did you do?" Huang Conglong snatched back the octagonal ancient mirror and yelled at him.

This is a treasure handed down by our ancestors. It hasn't been damaged in 1500 years. Now it is absolutely cracked.

However, as soon as the voice fell, the crack the size of the hair increased rapidly and expanded in all directions, like a spider's web covering the whole mirror.

Huang Conglong was so frightened that he immediately held it gently in the palm of his hand for fear that he would break it with a little force.

He held his breath and carefully put it on the table, and then glared at Xia Qingchen with an angry face: "how dare you damage it?"

Xia Qingchen sat in his spare time and only took out the crystal from his arms. After opening it, Huang Conglong was calm and leisurely. His words of not investigating echoed in the empty living room.

"It's good to be on guard. Otherwise, I'll compensate your Huang family for a mirror today?" Xia Qingchen looked as expected.

Snap——

Huang wending clapped his hand on the folding fan, got up and scolded, "good mirror, how can you damage it if you use it normally? You must have done something! "

Xia Qingchen's eyes are not askew: "don't talk to me, shut up and listen quietly."

"Oh! Do you really take yourself seriously? " Huang wending's anger erupted again. He got up and was about to start.

Huang Conglong stretched out his hand to stop him with a calm face: "stop!"

"Dad, I look at the people of the Xia family. No matter old or small, they are not things! We have to teach them a lesson to know what the dignity of the Huang family is! " Huang wending is not satisfied with Xia Qingchen.

Why stand up straight in front of Huang's house?

Huang Conglong didn't blame Huang wending for his disrespectful words, but said, "he really didn't kick the ancient mirror. Don't talk nonsense if it didn't happen."

The rest of the light glanced at the crystal ball played by Xia Qingchen's palm, which repeated his promise again and again.

Although Huang Conglong just closed his eyes, he could feel that Xia Qingchen really just dropped a drop of blood. In addition, there was no superfluous action.

Moreover, he does not think that Xia Qingchen can damage the ancient mirror with external force.

Because this ancient mirror, even he, can't be damaged by brute force.

But why does it suddenly break?

When the rest of his light fell on the octagonal mirror again, he suddenly found that the broken mirror of the octagonal mirror was incomplete with a series of fuzzy values.

The top is "10%"!

As time goes by, the blood of gods will become thinner and thinner in later generations.

Today's blood is the strongest, which belongs to his father, with 15%.

Followed by his sister Huang Yanran, with a score of 10.3%, and finally him, with a score of 9, less than 10%.

His proud son Huang won the top. The test result was only seven points.

However, Xia Qingchen's test results actually reached a full 10%, higher than their father and son!

Such mellow divine blood, if placed in the Huang family, must be the focus of training!

It seemed that he noticed his eyes. Xia yuan also looked through his eyes and said in surprise, "ten percent?"

His decadent eyes rekindled hope. He was happy and excited and asked, "from brother long, what is the level of 10% blood in the Huang family? Can it be recognized by the Huang family?"

It's more than recognition. I'll treat Xia Qingchen as a treasure!

Huang Conglong was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

With everything under control, he felt that everything was in disorder. Did he really want to take their father and son back and let Xia yuan meet his sister?

But if so, what about Yu Hualong?

The eclosic dragon is the most suitable object. What is Xia yuan, a straw bag, compared with the eclosic dragon?

Just don't take it back, how to explain the ancient mirror and the test results above?

When he was in distress, Huang wending didn't change his face and hummed: "it's only 10% of the blood. The lowest level is almost nothing. The Huang family won't recognize this waste blood!"

What do you say? He can't let Xia Qingchen go back to Huang's house.

He is the purest generation of the Huang family in the contemporary era. He is loved and valued by the older generation of the Huang family. If Xia Qingchen returns to the Huang family, where else can he do?

"Waste blood?" Xia yuan fell from hope to despair again, and asked Huang Conglong in pain: "brother Conglong, is that true?"

Huang Conglong's eyes flashed a little flustered, but he lied without thinking: "well, it's really waste blood. It's no different from no blood."

The fluke in Xia yuan's eyes was shattered. He laughed at himself and sat back powerlessly: "what am I still looking forward to?"

My son really has divine blood. He wouldn't have been so down at the beginning.

Only Xia Qingchen's heart is like a mirror. He can see that Huang's father and son are lying.

"In that case, I won't insist. We'll send a divorce letter another day and inform the Huang family that my 10% waste blood won't join the Huang family so as not to humiliate them." Xia Qingchen said faintly.

Hearing the speech, Huang's father and son felt a tight heart.

Although the Huang family does not come down in the sky, there are many post stations on earth.

Letters to the Huang family will be delivered to the sky through the post station, and finally read by the elders of the family.

If the owner of the house knows that they belittle Xia Qingchen, a 10% blood wizard, as a waste blood and ignore it, I'm afraid it will cause an uproar!

At least the owner can't spare their father and son.