Chapter 1999
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After Xia Xue was restless for a few days, she was first called by the old lady.
"Miss Bei, please prepare first, the patriarch wants to see you."
When you meet the patriarch, you should go there in order of performance.
Xia Xue has grown into a slim and stunning girl. Needless to say, her bloodline talent completely crushes the other two candidate saintesses.
So she undoubtedly became the first person to meet the patriarch.
Xia Xue was led to the worship palace between the saint's palace and the patriarch's palace.
As soon as she entered, she felt a strong oppression.
That sense of oppression made her feel a little uncomfortable, as if it clashed with her pure aura.
After the palace gate was closed, a man with a very powerful aura suddenly appeared on the golden dragon chair in front of him.
The man is about sixty years old, with half-grey hair, his facial features are full of evil spirits, and his eyes are so sharp that people dare not look directly at him.
He was wearing a long black robe, which looked a bit like a cassock, but it was the weirdest cassock.
As soon as Xia Xue frowned, she teleported uncontrollably in front of the man.
After taking a closer look, Xia Xue almost vomited.
There are many dark spots on the man's face, which is very ugly and disgusting.
This is the patriarch that everyone in the Snow Clan believes in!
Xia Xue felt that this man was not even one ten thousandth as handsome as her father!
"Are you Bei Xingyue who performed the best?"
The man made a hoarse and ugly voice.
And after a long time of retreat, he didn't have the stench of brushing his teeth frequently, and rushed towards Xia Xue.
Xia Xue held her breath and said "um".
The man squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Xue's facial features, gradually revealing a desire that Xia Xue couldn't believe.
Even though Xia Xue was not a human being, she understood the look in his eyes.
"You are beautiful."
As the man said, he got closer and closer, and took a deep breath from Xia Xue's chest, all the way to her face.
The smell on Xia Xue probably fascinated the man, and the man's expression became very enjoyable.
When the man regained his expression, he smiled hypocritically and said: "Little girl, your blood is very pure. If we can have a daughter, we will definitely become the most honorable saintess of the Snow Clan."
Xia Xue was shocked. She resisted the disgust in her heart and the urge to kill this man, and asked, "Isn't the patriarch going to choose a saint from among our three young ladies?"
The man only smiled, but did not answer Xia Xue's words.
Xia Xue suddenly understood.
No wonder this man has been procrastinating and has been refusing to choose a new saint.
He doesn't trust anyone who has nothing to do with his blood!
The saint he wants to choose must be of his blood.
Only in this way can he control the Snow Clan to be used by him.
Xia Xue's heart suddenly burst into raging anger, and a sharp bayonet appeared in the hand hidden under the sleeve.
She suddenly had the idea of killing this Snow Clan scourge!
Even if the catastrophe befalls her, she will not allow this man to harm the Snow Clan again!
But at this moment, the man seemed to see through her thoughts, and as soon as he grabbed her wrist and picked it up, he saw the bayonet in her hand.
"Want to kill me? Xue Ji, you are still too tender."
Xia Xue's pupils shrank suddenly, did he recognize her?
The man giggled and laughed, the laughter was disgusting and disgusting.
"I really didn't expect that you could find this place alive. I guess my daughter was also poisoned by you?"
As he spoke, the man changed the subject.
"You don't remember me? I'm your Uncle Hua! When you were young, I taught you how to become a little red flower. Have you forgotten?"
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After Xia Xue was restless for a few days, she was first called by the old lady.
"Miss Bei, please prepare first, the patriarch wants to see you."
When you meet the patriarch, you should go there in order of performance.
Xia Xue has grown into a slim and stunning girl. Needless to say, her bloodline talent completely crushes the other two candidate saintesses.
So she undoubtedly became the first person to meet the patriarch.
Xia Xue was led to the worship palace between the saint's palace and the patriarch's palace.
As soon as she entered, she felt a strong oppression.
That sense of oppression made her feel a little uncomfortable, as if it clashed with her pure aura.
After the palace gate was closed, a man with a very powerful aura suddenly appeared on the golden dragon chair in front of him.
The man is about sixty years old, with half-grey hair, his facial features are full of evil spirits, and his eyes are so sharp that people dare not look directly at him.
He was wearing a long black robe, which looked a bit like a cassock, but it was the weirdest cassock.
As soon as Xia Xue frowned, she teleported uncontrollably in front of the man.
After taking a closer look, Xia Xue almost vomited.
There are many dark spots on the man's face, which is very ugly and disgusting.
This is the patriarch that everyone in the Snow Clan believes in!
Xia Xue felt that this man was not even one ten thousandth as handsome as her father!
"Are you Bei Xingyue who performed the best?"
The man made a hoarse and ugly voice.
And after a long time of retreat, he didn't have the stench of brushing his teeth frequently, and rushed towards Xia Xue.
Xia Xue held her breath and said "um".
The man squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Xue's facial features, gradually revealing a desire that Xia Xue couldn't believe.
Even though Xia Xue was not a human being, she understood the look in his eyes.
"You are beautiful."
As the man said, he got closer and closer, and took a deep breath from Xia Xue's chest, all the way to her face.
The smell on Xia Xue probably fascinated the man, and the man's expression became very enjoyable.
When the man regained his expression, he smiled hypocritically and said: "Little girl, your blood is very pure. If we can have a daughter, we will definitely become the most honorable saintess of the Snow Clan."
Xia Xue was shocked. She resisted the disgust in her heart and the urge to kill this man, and asked, "Isn't the patriarch going to choose a saint from among our three young ladies?"
The man only smiled, but did not answer Xia Xue's words.
Xia Xue suddenly understood.
No wonder this man has been procrastinating and has been refusing to choose a new saint.
He doesn't trust anyone who has nothing to do with his blood!
The saint he wants to choose must be of his blood.
Only in this way can he control the Snow Clan to be used by him.
Xia Xue's heart suddenly burst into raging anger, and a sharp bayonet appeared in the hand hidden under the sleeve.
She suddenly had the idea of killing this Snow Clan scourge!
Even if the catastrophe befalls her, she will not allow this man to harm the Snow Clan again!
But at this moment, the man seemed to see through her thoughts, and as soon as he grabbed her wrist and picked it up, he saw the bayonet in her hand.
"Want to kill me? Xue Ji, you are still too tender."
Xia Xue's pupils shrank suddenly, did he recognize her?
The man giggled and laughed, the laughter was disgusting and disgusting.
"I really didn't expect that you could find this place alive. I guess my daughter was also poisoned by you?"
As he spoke, the man changed the subject.
"You don't remember me? I'm your Uncle Hua! When you were young, I taught you how to become a little red flower. Have you forgotten?"
After Xia Xue was restless for a few days, she was first called by the old lady. "Miss Bei, please prepare first, the patriarch wants to see you." When you meet the patriarch, you should go there in order of performance. Xia Xue has grown into a slim and stunning girl. Needless to say, her bloodline talent completely crushes the other two candidate saintesses. So she undoubtedly became the first person to meet the patriarch. Xia Xue was led to the worship palace between the saint's palace and the patriarch's palace. As soon as she entered, she felt a strong oppression. That sense of oppression made her feel a little uncomfortable, as if it clashed with her pure aura. After the palace gate was closed, a man with a very powerful aura suddenly appeared on the golden dragon chair in front of him. The man is about sixty years old, with half-grey hair, his facial features are full of evil spirits, and his eyes are so sharp that people dare not look directly at him. He was wearing a long black robe, which looked a bit like a cassock, but it was the weirdest cassock. As soon as Xia Xue frowned, she teleported uncontrollably in front of the man. After taking a closer look, Xia Xue almost vomited. There are many dark spots on the man's face, which is very ugly and disgusting. This is the patriarch that everyone in the Snow Clan believes in! Xia Xue felt that this man was not even one ten thousandth as handsome as her father! "Are you Bei Xingyue who performed the best?" The man made a hoarse and ugly voice. And after a long time of retreat, he didn't have the stench of brushing his teeth frequently, and rushed towards Xia Xue. Xia Xue held her breath and said "um". The man squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Xue's facial features, gradually revealing a desire that Xia Xue couldn't believe. Even though Xia Xue was not a human being, she understood the look in his eyes. "You are beautiful." As the man said, he got closer and closer, and took a deep breath from Xia Xue's chest, all the way to her face. The smell on Xia Xue probably fascinated the man, and the man's expression became very enjoyable. When the man regained his expression, he smiled hypocritically and said: "Little girl, your blood is very pure. If we can have a daughter, we will definitely become the most honorable saintess of the Snow Clan." Xia Xue was shocked. She resisted the disgust in her heart and the urge to kill this man, and asked, "Isn't the patriarch going to choose a saint from among our three young ladies?" The man only smiled, but did not answer Xia Xue's words. Xia Xue suddenly understood. No wonder this man has been procrastinating and has been refusing to choose a new saint. He doesn't trust anyone who has nothing to do with his blood! The saint he wants to choose must be of his blood. Only in this way can he control the Snow Clan to be used by him. Xia Xue's heart suddenly burst into raging anger, and a sharp bayonet appeared in the hand hidden under the sleeve. She suddenly had the idea of killing this Snow Clan scourge! Even if the catastrophe befalls her, she will not allow this man to harm the Snow Clan again! But at this moment, the man seemed to see through her thoughts, and as soon as he grabbed her wrist and picked it up, he saw the bayonet in her hand. "Want to kill me? Xue Ji, you are still too tender." Xia Xue's pupils shrank suddenly, did he recognize her? The man giggled and laughed, the laughter was disgusting and disgusting. "I really didn't expect that you could find this place alive. I guess my daughter was also poisoned by you?" As he spoke, the man changed the subject. "You don't remember me? I'm your Uncle Hua! When you were young, I taught you how to become a little red flower. Have you forgotten?"
