God Emperor of Fantasy, Have Mercy on Me

"The Holy Son of the Yan Clan? Can play with fire and forge weapons? And he is also the Saint of Blue Flame? The next Yan Emperor of the Yan Clan?" Ling Northwest smiled faintly, shook his head and stretched out his little finger. One of the ancient tribes in the Eastern Wasteland, the Yan tribe that once gave birth to the Emperor of Heaven, was destroyed! "Prince of Wei? One country, two emperors? Possessing the blood of the ancestral emperor?" Ling Northwest smiled faintly, shook his head and blew out a breath of air. The first dynasty in Northern Xinjiang, the Wei Dynasty that had been in charge of Northern Xinjiang for more than 100,000 years, disappeared! … … … ? ? Years later, in the Central Territory, God Emperor Peak. "Northwest, it's so boring here. Didn't you say you would take me to meet my parents when that southeastern guy comes?" Lou Xiaoqi looked at the man next to her with a blushing face. Ling Xibei smiled faintly, a touch of tenderness covering up a few cold sweats: "Southeast? What Southeast? Xiaoqi, after so many years, those little brats in our family are probably going to become emperors..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.