Only Xia Qingchen was indifferent.

The so-called descendants of gods are not surprising in his eyes.

The gods in the sky are like stars, not knowing the geometry. How many descendants are there? How many descendants have become popular, as ancestors were strong at that time?

Xiahou God Gate and Yuwen God Gate in Tianyueling, they are also the ancestors who became gods.

But what about that?

They have fallen into a corner, and their strength is so weak that a mid-month strong can be destroyed.

As for the Huang family, it is only a short time before the ancestor became a god. Later generations can rely on the lingering shadow of the blood of the ancestor gods, and it has long been a climate.

Otherwise, have their families ever appeared in the powerhouse?

I'm afraid that the contemporary Huang family, even the big month, is a problem.

Xia Qingchen really doesn't look in the eyes of such a family of gods, who knows no geometry in the world.

Huang Conglong spoke again and looked directly at Xia Yuan: "Don't blame me that the Huang family didn't give you a chance, even if a trace of the blood of the Huang family gods was detected on your son, you can admit your father and son."

"But if not, don't complain about our ruthlessness!" Huang Conglong said calmly: "Different levels can't be integrated, you should understand this truth."

"The status of my Huang family is destined to be unable to accommodate mediocre people."

In a word, Xia Yuan's slightly relaxed heart once again fell into long despair.

If Xia Qingchen had a little blood of the gods, how could it be mediocre before the age of eighteen?

"How, do you have any objections?" Huang Conglong's eyes bounced back and forth between Xia Qingchen and Xia Yuan, as if the gods who gave them the opportunity were waiting for their choice.

Xia Qingchen was silent, and detection was unnecessary, because if there was a blood of a god, he would have discovered it long ago.

Xia Yuan can't see Huang Yanran anymore.

Of course, only temporarily.

After Xia Qingchen has completely solved the Yu's vein, he will turn the Huang family upside down and dig out Huang Yanran.

He looked at Xia Yuan and let Xia Yuan choose for himself.

Presumably Xia Yuan will hold the last luck, let Xia Qingchen try it anyway?

"Well, let's go." But unexpectedly, Xia Yuan said in a state of disappointment, but gave up.

"Father, I can try it." Xia Qingchen's expression was complicated.

Xia Yuan shook his head, struck his spirit, and cast a hint of kindness to Xia Qingchen: "Enough is enough! You have reunited for me and your mother, you have done everything, there is no need to be wronged again."

Knowing that the result is likely to be failure, why should Xia Qingchen be fooled by Huang's father and son?

Xia Qingchen remained silent for a long time, and silently sighed in his heart, turned to Huang Conglong: "My father's words, you heard it, please."

Now that the Huang family is determined, there is no need to continue to waste tongues between them.

The young man put away the fan in his hand and stretched a lazy waist: "It's so good in the morning, everyone is relaxed."

But Huang Conglong was still sitting steadily. He fumbled for the octagonal mirror, thinking about Xia Qingchen. After a while, he said, "Xia Qingchen, it is better to try it, in case you have a trace of blood of the gods?"

He was not a pity, but his father's order was to check the authenticity of Xia Qingchen's blood.

If you don’t even have the test, just go back like this, it is impossible to cross.

Although in his opinion, the result of the inspection is the same.

Xia Qingchen glanced at the octagonal mirror and was silent for a moment: "Bring it."

Huang Conglong passed the ancient mirror and said, "Take a drop of essence blood and drop it in the center of the ancient mirror. If it contains the blood of my Huang family ancestor, the ancient mirror will naturally respond."

Xia Qingchen took it, and Meiyu wrinkled gently between the tentacles: "This ancient mirror may not be able to accurately detect the result, it seems that other things can touch this mirror."

Because he discovered that this mirror is a multi-functional ninja, which not only detects blood vessels, but also detects mental strength.

If the spiritual power is strong to a certain limit, it can still make the octagonal ancient mirror react.

The young people did not take it for granted: "You can pull it. Our Huang family inherited the ancient blood mirror for more than 1,500 years. Did you see the problem?"

Compared with him, Huang Conglong's eyes flickered lightly, and he looked puzzled at Xia Qingchen.

After a pause, he said: "This mirror does have a function, but it can't be activated. Only the blood test is available, and you can rest assured of the test result."

There are records in the Huang Family Secret Code that the octagonal ancient mirror also has the function of detecting mental power.

It's just that the spiritual power must reach the level of the gods before the octagonal mirror can react, so this function can be ignored.

He just didn't quite understand, why Xia Qingchen seemed to find that this mirror has another function, is it based on speculation?

The young man was startled, and he didn't even know that the octagonal mirror really had some other functions, but Xia Qingchen could see it at a glance.

He felt a little embarrassed and displeased: "If you want to detect it immediately, don't procrastinate."

Xia Qingchen raised his eyes, looked at Huang Conglong, thought for a while, and returned the ancient mirror: "Sorry, I still don't want to detect it, so as not to damage your ancient mirror."

It is indeed impossible for mortals to trigger the octagonal ancient mirror, but Xia Qingchen is not a mortal.

Moreover, it is not only a mortal, but also a king of gods.

Although his soul power is not as good as the peak state, it can still be higher than ordinary gods. If this ancient mirror is really inspired, I am afraid that there will be some accidents.

If you fail, the octagonal mirror will be damaged.

Once this happens, if the Huang family arbitrarily asks him to compensate, it will be another trouble.

"I said, do you know how precious the time is between me and my father?" The young man's eyebrows grew old and his face looked impatient, as if staying here more often would insult his respectable status.

Xia Qingchen looked at him lightly and said: "If your time is precious, how did you take a little distance and spend two days?"

When I came to Xiahou Mansion, there was less than one tea, so I screamed that time was wasted, but I hurried myself for two days, but didn't feel wasted.

Rather than saying that he felt wasted time, it was better to say that he was bored with them and felt that his status had been lowered, so he was impatient.

"How do you talk to me?" The youth fanned with a little anger.

Huang Conglong waved his hand and calmly said, "Ask for your attention, pay attention to your identity."

Huang Wending, who was about to get angry, immediately realized that he was out of state, and secretly shook his head: "How can he care about him again, hey, the concentration is not enough."

Huang Conglong didn't take back the ancient octagonal mirror and said lightly: "But it's okay to try."

Xia Qingchen was silent for a while, and took out a crystal, which was a phonographic recording.

"If you damage the octagonal ancient mirror of your Huang family, will you pursue it?" Xia Qingchen asked.

Huang Conglong glanced at the recording, and said indifferently: "Boy, are you insulting our Huang family? Will our Huang family be successful?"

Xia Qingchen expressionless: "For those who can be destroyed in a twenty-year contract, don't talk to me about credibility, answer it, investigate or not."

His move can be said to not give Huang Conglong face.