Chapter 785 Yu Zha, the Human-Faced Eight-Headed Clan, Suffered Heavy Losses (First Update)

"This is our son."

Ning Meier looked at the nursing baby with a happy face, her eyes filled with kind motherly love.

"You look like a troublemaker!"

Yu Guihai came over, reached out and squeezed the little doll's stick, causing the fat boy to kick his feet repeatedly, but Yu Guihai dodged it.

Ning Meier looked at her father and son amusedly, neither of them helping each other.

Yu Guihai teased him for a few moments and then spared the boy.

"Husband, give him a name." Ning Meier suddenly said.

"Well, it is said that there was a god in ancient times who stayed in the mother's womb for three years and six months, and his name was Nezha. Why not call his son Yu Zha." Yu Guihai thought about it very carefully and said.

"Yuzha! Yuzha?" Ning Meier frowned upon hearing this. This name sounded quite unpleasant. From now on, if you call me by your nickname, should you call me Zhazha? Whose name is Zhazha?

When it came to her son's name, although Ning Meier was gentle, she refused to comply, so she told the truth.

"Husband, this is a bad name. It sounds like a scumbag."

"Huh?" Yu Guihai took a closer look and found that it was true. It's a pity that Nezha was born in the Shang Dynasty. If he wanted to live in modern times, he would have to be laughed at.

"Hahaha~~~~"

Suddenly, a roar of laughter came from the sky.

Yu Guihai's expression changed. He could hear the laughter, but he couldn't sense its presence, as if it was coming out of thin air.

This situation is not simple. The laughter naturally does not come out of nowhere. It must be coming from someone or something else. However, this thing cannot be sensed at all, which shows that its strength is definitely far higher than his own.

Before he could react, there was a loud bang, and the entire hall was completely overturned. The roof flew away, the walls disappeared, and the family of three was directly exposed between heaven and earth.

Yu Guihai looked up and saw a huge human face emerging from the sky, occupying most of the sky, and was laughing wildly with its mouth wide open.

The human face seemed to be branded directly from the void. As he laughed, countless deep and dark cracks in the void appeared around the human face, like terrifying tentacles wriggling endlessly.

Yu Guihai's heart sank. He could see this human face, but his perception was completely blank, and he couldn't sense the slightest trace of his existence.

And this kind of terrifying power that can shatter the void with a casual smile is probably not something that can be achieved by the third level of the virtual realm.

Why didn't such a powerful being ascend to the spiritual world? Why is he still hanging around in this low-level world? Isn't this cheating? Yu Guihai couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"I wonder who the senior is? Come here, junior, but what do you need from me?"

Those who understand current affairs are heroes, and Yu Guihai must bow his head at some point. After all, the lives of a family of three depend on this.

"Ahahaha~~~You, haha, you named me, haha, your ability is really, haha."

The man laughed wildly for a moment, then stopped smiling, and looked at Yu Guihai with his dark eyes.

"You are a good little thing. You can give birth to a descendant with the blood of the Eight-headed Clan. It can be seen that the blood of the Eight-headed Clan also flows in your body. Unfortunately, the purity of your bloodline is too low, and you will never be able to touch the existence of the Eight-headed Clan."

"Your ancestors were once extremely glorious, but you did not inherit the strongest one."

The person answered the question and said something mysterious.

After hearing this, Yu Guihai's heart moved, the Eight Heads Clan?

He remembered the eight-headed monster that devoured Jie Lei when his son was born. There must be a connection between the two.

Moreover, when this powerful being comes, his target may be his own son.

Want to take it away?

Thinking like this, Yu Guihai's heart lifted. After all, he is his own son, and he does not want to be taken away by others, and he is also a powerful being who is a complete stranger.

However, the other party has not yet stated its purpose, so he can only wait and see.

"Eight-headed clan? What do you mean?" Yu Guihai asked if he had any doubts.

"Haha! You are not qualified to know the true meaning of the Eight-headed Clan. Let you know the name of the Eight-headed Clan because of your contribution to giving birth to the blood of the Eight-headed Clan." Human Face laughed wildly.

"." Yu Guihai cursed in his heart. What the hell, it’s so powerful, I can’t be born like this!

"I came here this time to take him away. The eight-headed bloodline that can manifest will never be allowed to wander outside." The human face finally revealed his purpose.

Yu Guihai's heart suddenly sank. As expected, this strange and powerful man came to take away his son.

"Husband, don't agree, don't do it." Ning Meier looked frightened when she heard this, hugged her son tightly, and shook her head repeatedly as she looked at Yu Guihai's pleading face.

Yu Guihai reached out and patted her arm, telling her not to worry.

Then, he looked at the human face and said, "Senior, I wonder what purpose you took my son away for?"

"You dare to stop me?" the man said in a deep voice.

"This matter concerns my son's safety and future. I just want to ask for clarification." Yu Guihai replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Bold! Why do I need to explain to you what I do?" Human Face was suddenly furious.

A terrifying coercion passed down through the void, and the cracks in the surrounding void tore apart crazily, directly surrounding the human face and shattering into a circle of chaos.

Yu Guihai only felt that the sky was collapsing, as if the whole world's power was falling on him.

The ground around him collapsed and turned into an abyss. The area occupied by only one family seemed to have turned into an indestructible divine object, showing no signs of being broken.

Yu Guihai's body made a sound of collapse under the heavy load, and his strong muscle fibers were breaking.

However, he couldn't fall down, he had to protect his wife and children. He gritted his teeth and held on, his muscles bulged, and many places directly broke the skin to reveal bright red flesh.

His clothes were instantly dyed red!

"Husband!"

Ning Meir let out a shrill cry, picked up the child in her arms, knelt on the bed, and cried loudly to the human face in the sky: "Senior, please forgive my husband. We are willing to give up the child."

"Hmph! You have the blood of the Black Tide Clan. No wonder you can give birth to the descendants of the Eight Heads Clan. For your sake, I will forgive him once. Little darling, come quickly, come to the master quickly."

The human face sneered, scolded loudly, then his face changed, and looked at the fat son in an extremely wretched manner.

Then, the fat son flew directly, as if an invisible force was carrying him.

"Waaaaaaa~~~~"

The fat son was interrupted from feeding, and he refused to give in. His chubby hands and feet waved around and he cried miserably.

However, crying was useless. The fat boy was soon taken to the sky and directly sank into the huge mouth of the huge human face, which was like an abyss. Then the human face disappeared. The turbulent flow of the void swept in, and the power of the world continued to vibrate, making up for the broken parts.

"My son!" Ning Meir was heartbroken when she saw this, and her body softened and she almost fell on the bed.

However, she had no time to suffer, because there was still someone who needed her care.

People have joys and sorrows, and there are unexpected changes in the world. On my way to work in the morning, I was knocked down by a sprinkler truck while riding a tram and injured my right leg. At present, I can't bend it, and it is swollen and painful. Fortunately, the X-ray showed that there was no bone injury. I remember that at the end of last year, this book had just been put on the shelves. I fell down while walking and broke my left leg directly, and I had surgery. It’s only been less than a year, and I’ve suffered another misfortune. I was knocked down by a sprinkler truck while riding a tram. Alas! God, what a bastard! Why does it sound like I was knocked down by urine?