What's more, in his hand, there is an incarnation of Taixuan Dao Master's soul.

Villains, be cautious and cautious!

Heaven and earth are the order of the day, and I must be the one...who controls the situation!

"Ancestor, Yong... you have lost your face and ruined the foundation of our Xia clan! Even the other half of the talisman you left behind has now fallen into the hands of thieves!!"

Xia Yong prostrated on the ground, crying bitterly, but did not get up for a while.

"Oh? Whose hands did it fall into?"

Originally, Ling Xiao thought that since the Great Xia Dynasty was so powerful, all he had to do was make them believe that he was Xia Chen's soul and had experienced it in the lower realm, and that this ancient dynasty was not yet in his possession.

But he really didn't expect that Emperor Xia would be so cowardly, even losing his country.

Gan!

"Xia Sheng! In the hands of my second brother!!"

Xia Yong gritted his teeth, his eyes showing resentment.

"Second brother? Kiss second brother?"

A flash of surprise suddenly flashed across Ling Xiao's face, and turned into evil.

"That's right! That bastard is so ambitious that he plans to seek his own country...I..."

"How can this fall into the hands of thieves? Since they are all named Xia, they are still a family!"

Before Xia Yong could finish his words, Ling Xiao suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"Um?"

Xia Yong looked stern and pondered for a long time.

Gan!!

What our ancestors said seems to make sense!
Chapter completed!