The Ogasawara family has a peerless martial art, that is, deep sea diving, holding one breath, can lurk at the bottom of the sea to a distance of six or seven hundred meters. Bayi Middle School?? Wenwang ≤≠≥.≈ But under the kilometer, it is by no means done by man.

The divine envoy is too powerful, and the power makes Ogasawara tremble. He knew what it meant to dive under the sea. This requires not only strong lung capacity, endurance, and endurance, but even the comprehensive pressure resistance of the whole body to achieve steel-like hardness.

Those who can dive to a distance of four or five hundred meters to the bottom of the sea are already very remarkable, and there are absolutely no more than ten people in the whole world, and they are all middle-aged men in their thirties and forties, which is by no means an overnight achievement, but the divine envoy is young, only in his twenties, and the size of his great-granddaughter. This made Ogasawara even doubt, it was still not a person, could it really be the doppelganger of Amaterasu!

The Divine Envoy, the Divine Envoy, is said to be the doppelganger of Amaterasu, who came down to assist the Emperor and guard His Majesty the Emperor to help the island conquer everything. Did you really answer that sentence:

Welling, Pihe Might!

"Tokugawa Edo, like a tiger with wings! Santaro, do you still remember our family's grudge with them? This is not only the blood feud between our generations, but also who is strong and who is weak in our family's martial arts skills! When the world is a god, I don't believe it. When will there still be a divine envoy in Tokugawa Edo!

If it is said to be a great elder, I believe in the elders who cannot be guarded by the family. But the oracle!" Ogasawara continued to shake his head as he said this, not seeing it with his own eyes, this guy still didn't believe in the legend of his son.

Seeing that his father brought up the old matter again, the third prince of Ogasawara stared at him anxiously, and he continued very solemnly: "Father, what the child said is true. I know that a hundred years ago, my family had a grudge against the Tokugawa Edo family in the country of sticks and in Kaxia. They compete with us for coal mines, for resources. Even a big fight, both lose. As a result, those China pigs were cheapened, and many people were cheapened.

Our family filled all the coal we dug up from China on the seabed in case it was insufficient. But they sold as much as they could, relying on the convenience of their family as expeditionary generals at that time, and frantically amassed wealth. He even forced us all the way from Jingdong to this small island. This hatred, the child does not dare to forget, and will never forget!

But father, our family has been forced by the gods of the Tokugawa Edo family since a hundred years ago. You must know that the old god envoy of our family has already fought to the death with them because of the family, and in the end he was still defeated!

And now, they have an angel of God, what can we do against them!"

"Bastard! Santaro, you should stop raising the morale of others and destroy your own prestige! I think that if it wasn't for your grandfather's hard skills and invincibility in the world, and accidentally hit their soft muscles, then how could you fail! A hundred years of revenge will be rewarded! If you don't take revenge, you swear not to be a man!"

Speaking of this, the old guy slammed into the heavy granite, and the sturdy granite table was overwhelmed, and it was directly divided into petals. He looked at his child and shook his head with a wry smile, he wanted to meet the oracle in person.

His mind was now full of the battles of decades ago. The Tokugawa Edo family killed the Ogasawara families and bled like a river. This hatred is not shared, this is the hatred that Ogasawara Moto, who has been hiding under the table and is only eighteen years old, will never forget for the rest of his life!

The sturdy granite table has several petals, and the delicate jade plates and porcelain bowls on it have rolled to the ground. Zhizi bit her lip tightly, and she watched in disbelief as her grandfather sat there in disbelief. This is the first time she has grown so big and seen this loving old man, in her impression, grandpa is just an ordinary old man. Although he is a Fuggia who lives on one side of the occasion, how can he do martial arts, this is simply amazing.

Gently reaching out, he picked up a porcelain bowl that had fallen to the ground. This is her favorite porcelain bowl with a small flower. This is Jun porcelain, which is said to be a small porcelain bowl that the Chinese emperor could only use for dinner. It's a pity that now a fall has broken a hole, and the smooth and transparent porcelain feeling has been completely destroyed by a dark line at this hole, and there is no longer the perfection of the past, the crystal jade of the past.

"Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you, grandpa, you broke my little flower bowl!" Zhizi hugged his little flower bowl, and couldn't help tears rolling down his face. She reached out and grabbed her grandfather's arm, crying aggrievedly. She is heartache for the little flower bowl, and she is grieving for the best in this world!

"Nonsense!" Ogasawara flicked his arm irritably and pushed his granddaughter away. Useless things, why is it a girl's body, if it is a man, my kung fu, wouldn't it have been passed down a long time ago!

"Let's go!" the branch failed to hold the small flower bowl, and was pushed by the grandfather, and it fell to the ground with a bang. Even the last shape could not be preserved, and it fell to pieces.

"......Ahh

Zhizi was stunned, and even she was pushed to the ground by her grandfather when she fell. This is something that has never happened before, and now it is not only the small flower bowl that is broken on the ground, but also the unknown heart of the branch, scattered, aggrieved, and messy.

"Father!"

"Ahh

Ogasawara also realized his own excesses and inexplicability. Although this precious grandson is a girl, he is also one of his favorite granddaughters. Compared with the bastard boys of the second and fourth families, this granddaughter is the most likable to him.

How many years have passed, but now the world has changed, the environment has changed, and the conditions have changed. There is no war, no plunder, no competition and bullying. Three generations of the family have become accustomed to their own children. How can there be those who have endured hardships and even followed him to learn the martial arts of the Ogasawara families.

These bastards, one by one, are either playboys or have nothing to do all day long. It's not going in and out of the fireworks club, or it's a big gamble with a singer.,If you continue to mess around like this.,I'm afraid you don't need others to use any means.,The Ogasawara family.,They'll be in decline.。

Seeing that his son had sent his granddaughter back, Ogasawara apologized in amazement: "I missed it!" But Santaro, is this the sorrow of our next generation? Just a small flower bowl can make her cry?"

"Father, Zhizi has never been in contact with the outside world, she is originally kind-hearted. Father, I'm afraid you really made her sad this time!"

"Yaga, sad, that's better than destroying the Ogasawara clans. Fortunately, there is still your fifth brother, and our Ogasawara family still has the last hope!"

"Fifth brother?" Santaro suddenly jumped uncontrollably. The fifth brother in the family has always been the hope of his father. The fifth brother is just over 30 years old this year, and he has been following his father to learn martial arts for 30 years now.

Ogasawara closed his eyes and let out a long sigh. In the officialdom and political circles, Santaro is the pillar of the family that he focuses on cultivating, but secretly, in fact, Gotaro is the biggest reliance in his palm!

"I've decided, let your fifth brother go to enlist in the divine envoy! Only by penetrating into the enemy's interior will he fall apart!"

"What, father, how is this possible!"