Chapter 178

Su Moyu slept deeply.

After killing the Dragon tooth king the day before, he woke up tired the next day.

When he opened his eyes, he was lying on a soft couch, and beside him, ya'er and twigs, even uncle Yan, fell into the room to doze.

Su Moyu tried to recall that his memory was still the moment when he killed the Dragon tooth King yesterday.

But now I see that everyone is safe and well, and I live in a spacious house, so I can roughly guess what happened after my coma.

Thinking of this, Su Moyu suddenly felt thirsty and wanted to get up and get some water to drink.

Only in the first world war yesterday, his body was overdrawn very badly. Before he could sit up, he felt weak and fell back to his bed.

This time, it woke up all the others who were dozing in the room.

"Are you awake? What's wrong?" ya'er was the closest to Su Moyu and the first person to wake up. She looked up at Su Moyu and her eyes were hazy.

"Everything is fine, just a little tired and thirsty." Su Moyu said weakly.

"I'll get you water!" ya'er said, quickly got up, poured a bowl of tea and handed it to Su Moyu.

After drinking the tea, Su Moyu just wanted to say something, but suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the room was wrong.

When he raised his head, he saw Uncle Yan standing together. After su Moyu drank the water, he knelt on one knee and said, "see your highness!"

At this moment, Su Moyu was stunned. He looked back and found that there was no one behind him. Then he murmured and asked, "see who?"

Uncle Yan said positively, "see you, your highness!"

Su Moyu was stunned again. He reached out and touched his forehead. Then he said to Uncle Yan, "Uncle Yan, do I have a fever or do you have a fever? Who is your highness?"

Uncle Yan said with a panic on his face, "my subordinates are surnamed Yan Mingying. Your highness can call your subordinates by name. Please don't call your subordinates uncle Yan."

Su Moyu was stunned again. He didn't know what medicine the old man had taken wrong. He turned to look at ya'er, but he saw that ya'er was also confused.

So Su Moyu cleared his throat and said, "that... Uncle Yan..."

"Subordinates dare not!" Yan Ying quickly lowered his body.

"Anyway... Can you get up and talk first?" Su Moyu didn't know how to speak for a moment.

"Yes!" Yan Ying arched his hands and stood up with several people behind him.

"Can you explain which song you sang just now?" Su Moyu asked.

Yan Ying paused and said, "Your Highness, do you still remember the purpose of your subordinates to come to Bailong city?"

Su Moyu thought about it and said, "of course, you want to find someone with the blood of the king, but you didn't find it..." Su Moyu said this, and his mind suddenly flashed and said, "is it difficult?"

"Exactly!" Yan Ying arched his hand and said, "Your Highness, you are the one who has the blood of the king!"

"Ah?" Su Moyu felt that his brain was not enough. Is there such a ridiculous thing in the world?

I accompanied each other and looked for the blood of the king among tens of thousands of people. In the end, I became the person I was looking for.

"Are you right? How could I be someone with royal blood?" Su Moyu shook his head.

Yan Ying pondered for a moment and said, "in order to make things clear, I'd like to ask your highness to see something."

He said, looked back at the people behind him, and said in a loud voice, "spread your wings!"

As soon as the voice fell, he saw a pair of white wings suddenly stretched out behind him and twigs. The feeling of the wings was like the wings of a swan, full of beauty.

"Shit! Angel!" Su Moyu exclaimed silently in his heart.

"Up to now, there is no need to hide. As your highness can see, the five of us are all feather people from Shuhai!" Yan Ying said respectfully.

"Feather man?" Su Moyu was stunned, and suddenly recalled in his mind that before he came to this world, the creator God asked him to choose his life experience, in which he mentioned feather man.

But at that time, I didn't know what the feather man was. Until now, I was open.

"I believe your highness, you still remember that when you fought with the Dragon tooth king, you also gave birth to wings, which is the best proof of the king's blood!" Yan Ying arched his hand.

Su Moyu was stunned, thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "but why are our wings different in color?"

Yan Ying looked at each other, but he explained: "Your Highness, we Shuhai feather people, from ancient times to now, everyone's wings were white, until thousands of years ago, there was a genius with black feathers."

"Your Highness may not know that the wings of our feathered people are not much faster than the flying sword of ordinary humans in terms of flying speed. But the genius with black feathers can be called the world's top speed. From the first day he spread his wings and took off, he has the title of the first speed of the tree sea."

Hearing this, Su Moyu moved in his heart and said, "is it difficult that the elder who gave birth to black feather is the king you said before?"

Yan Ying quickly bowed and said: "Your Highness is wise! Throughout the ages, only his old man has black feathers in his life. Your highness, you are the second, which can't be fake anyway! Moreover, before I came, the sacrificial Lord divined that people with King blood will appear in the martial arts competition in Bailong city. Your highness, you just participated in the martial arts competition. All this explains You are the person your subordinates are looking for. You can't be wrong! "

Su Moyu scratched his head and said, "but... I still don't understand why I have this blood on me?"

"This......" he asked, even Yan Ying couldn't say clearly.

It is reasonable to say that humans and feather people are different. Even if the king has blood inheritance, it should not be on humans. However, whether it is the divination of sacrifice or the wings behind Su Moyu, it shows that Su Moyu is indeed the person with the blood of the king.

As for the truth, Yan Ying couldn't tell.

"* * * * luck!" just then, the voice of the White Emperor came from outside the door.

The voice just fell, the door was pushed open, and Bai Huang and Luo Yunxi appeared at the door.

"Master!" Su Moyu quickly arched his hand at the White Emperor.

Bai Huang nodded slightly, then turned around and sat down in a chair. Looking at Su Moyu, he asked, "did you get hurt by a black feather not long ago, boy?"

Su Moyu was stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he finally remembered that a few days ago, when signing up for the martial arts competition, a woman did cut her finger with a black feather.

"It seems... There is indeed." Su Moyu nodded.

The White Emperor sighed and said, "that's it."

Seeing that the White Emperor seemed to know something, Su Moyu hurriedly asked, "please explain your doubts!"

The White Emperor glanced at him and said with a frozen eyebrow, "it's a long time to talk..."