Elf: Being born into a family with superpowers, I am invincible

"This is a family heirloom?"

Yan Fan looked up at these paintings that he had never seen before, and a thunderclap exploded in his mind, and it could not be calmed down for a long time.

He has been curious about his family heirlooms since he was a child, but only the head of each generation knows the secrets of the family heirlooms.

Originally..... A family heirloom is a painting of an ancestor.

It's just that why hasn't he seen any of these paintings?

As a fan of the ancestors, Yan Fan knows every painting of the ancestors well, but these paintings in front of him... He hadn't seen it.

And at a cursory glance, the quality of these paintings is very high, and each one seems to be able to serve as a representative work of the ancestors, causing an uproar in the outside world.

In addition, most of the paintings here seem to be about war, depicting battlefield scenes.

Yan Fan suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Wei and expressed his guess: "Father, are these the masterpieces of the ancestors in that war?"

"Yes. Yan Wei retracted his gaze, he nodded slightly and pressed a mechanism again, and a rumbling sound resounded in his ears, and a glass display case actually appeared.

Yan Fan looked intently, only to see a painting hanging on the glass display case, he approached to look at "060", and the next second his eyes widened, and his breathing became short.

The painting depicts a grand scene:

The night covers the sky, the wind and clouds are torning, and a tall and majestic city stands, but the surface of this city is covered with layers of ice, and ice sculptures are scattered everywhere.

On the city wall, there stood a few soldiers who were stubborn and stubborn, they had different expressions, but they raised their eyes in the same direction.

Outside the city, the black-robed old man showed a back, surrounded by countless elves, clustered in the middle.

On the opposite side of the city, the enemy soldiers in black armor fell to their knees, and countless elves prostrated on the ground, bowing in a certain direction.

Yan Fan slowly moved his gaze upward, and the next moment his heart trembled, and his heart pounded.

I saw a hideous-looking bipedal dragon in front of him, his yellow eyes, his wings made of ice crystals palpitating, and a cold wave surging all over his body.

"Kyurem," Yan Fan exclaimed.

This is none other than the legendary dragon, Kyurem.

On the body of Kyurem, a slightly blurred figure appeared, looking at its appearance, it looked like a black-haired young man, and his facial features were not clear.

It's just that on the shoulder of the black-haired youth, there is a small green dot, like something lying on his shoulder.

"The one standing on Kyurem's back?"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yan Fan's eyes widened, and his tone was full of surprise.

Although he was not a trainer, he also knew the great name of Kyurem, a top god who was proud of the world, how could he allow humans to stand on his back?

Thoughts flashed, and Yan realized that there were two figures, one black and one white, beside Kyurem.

On the left is a Zekrom in pitch-black armor with staring eyes;

On the right is a haughty Leshiram with her white wings outstretched.

This is exactly what the legendary black and white double dragon is.

But I saw them standing on either side of Kyurem, their eyes slightly lowered, as if they were looking at the humans on Kyurem's back.

"Black and White Scaryum and Kyurem?" Yan Fan was shocked, and his face could not hide his shock.

He had known about this miraculous battle to defend the city, and knew that the three dragons had appeared in this battle, but why was the content of the painting different from the historical record?

Who is the man on Kyurem's back?

Why do black and white dragons stand on both sides?

Why did the enemy soldiers kneel in front of Kyurem?

All kinds of doubts lingered in his mind, and many puzzles flashed between Yan Fan's eyebrows.

After a while, these doubts dissipated, and Yan Fan stared at the painting in front of him intently, his face revealing a hint of obsession.

In his eyes, this painting is far superior to the rest of the ancestors' paintings in terms of expression, painting technique and content, and he is convinced that this is the best work of the ancestors, and there is no one.

If it is taken to the outside world, this painting is definitely a national treasure, and it is preserved in a museum and admired by thousands of people.

The three-headed dragon in the painting is lifelike, and its eyes are particularly agile, as if it will fly out of the painting in the next second.

Oh, Kyurem can't fly, that's fine.

Such a stunning painting, why did the ancestors hide at home and never show it.

Even the descendants of the family did not know the existence of this painting.

Perhaps seeing through the doubts in Yan Fan's heart, Yan Wei smiled, his eyes reflecting the scene of his first entry into the secret room, which was also such a shock, and also a face full of doubts.

"The paintings in this chamber are about a dusty history, about the real secrets of that war. Yan Wei sat on the chair and spoke softly.

Yan Fan nodded again and again, staring at Yan Wei without blinking, his face full of urgency. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"You have to promise me that after you become the head of the Yan family, you will always conceal the existence of this secret room, and rot the secret you hear next in your stomach. Yan Wei's slightly cloudy eyes stared at Yan Fan, who nodded heavily.

"You should know that the ancestors were involved in the famous battle to defend the city. "

"I know. "

"Well, I don't need to go into the previous details. In the written records left by the ancestors, the actual battle to defend the city is not the same as the historical record. Speaking of this, Yan Wei slowly raised his gaze and looked at the painting, Yan Fan followed his gaze, and there was a faint guess in his heart.

According to records, the enemy army launched a total of four siege battles. "

"The first time it was guarded by the Yecheng soldiers, and before the second time, there was a group of demons... The trainers came to Yecheng, and they claimed to be from the Imperial City, and they came to support. "

"This group of trainers is usually in their twenties, and they are all very strong, and they helped the soldiers to hold the second siege. "

"Well, that's the second siege painted by the ancestors. Yan Wei raised his head, Yan Fan looked up, and saw a painting depicting a picture of the war.

In the painting, the black-haired young man is still standing on the back of Kyurem, and next to him stands a heterochromatic Shanaido, alone in the face of thousands of enemy troops.

"It's him again..."Yan Fan's eyes were surprised.

"This man was called Master Chen by the ancestors, and although he was the youngest of those trainers, he was the strongest. "

"And he, in the third battle to defend the city, had a showdown with the traitor Fang Weicai, not only won a big victory, but also captured him alive..........."

"It is no exaggeration to say that this Chen Shi played a huge role in the two battles to defend the city. Yan Wei said lightly.

"But there is no record of this person in history....."Yan Fan hesitated.

"Yes, I have searched far and wide for a record of this man, but I have found nothing. Yan Wei sighed slightly, then stared at Yan Fan, and continued, "And the fourth battle to defend the city, the most famous god appeared. "

"In the sporadic records left by the ancestors, the enemy army commanded the Krym to attack Yecheng, and the entire Yecheng was instantly frozen, and the ancestors also turned into ice sculptures. "

Later, Chen Shi returned with the black and white dragons, and he first took Kyurem to the depths of the desert to fight, and then won Kyurem's approval, restored the frozen city to its original state, and finally even captured all the soldiers of the enemy army. "

Of course, the ancestor of these subsequent things was told by others himself, and he only saw the scene of Master Chen capturing the enemy army. "

"As for the black-robed old man, the ancestors have no record of him. "

Yan Wei's words contained a huge amount of information, Yan Fan frowned and digested it for a while before he looked at Yan Wei and said slowly: "In other words, the black and white double dragons actually didn't come on their own initiative, they came with that Chen Master. "

"That's right. Yan Wei bowed slightly.

Yan Fan still had many doubts in his mind, his eyes kept flickering, he pondered for a long time, and suddenly said, "Father, then what?"

"On the second day of the Fourth Battle to Defend the City, the Ancestor originally wanted to give this painting to that Chen Master, only to find that the group of trainers had left Yecheng without saying goodbye. "

"By the way, the Ancestor also became close friends with one of the trainers, and the two discussed it together, and the Ancestor said that it was his happiest time. Yan Wei sighed in a sighing tone.

"Say goodbye without saying goodbye..."Yan Fan frowned slightly.

"Well, later, the city lord of Ye City also issued a special order, ordering everyone not to reveal the existence of that group of trainers, not to spread their relevant 4.7 information, and not to allow anyone to openly discuss that war. "

The people in the city were naturally unwilling, and they strongly opposed it, but later the city lord of Yecheng made a public speech, and the people were persuaded that no one would discuss the group of trainers. Yan Wei said.

Since then, the ancestors have hidden these paintings, hidden the real time, until they sailed west. "

Yan Fan looked at the painting in front of him and was silent for a long time.

I don't know how long it took before he turned his head to look at Yan Wei and said in a deep voice, "There really isn't any news about that group of trainers?"

"I looked at all the written accounts of the war, and I didn't see any information about it, they were like a group of ghosts, coming and going without a trace. Yan Wei said in a slow tone.

"They..... It's as if it didn't exist in that era, suddenly appeared, and suddenly left. "

Yan Fan nodded thoughtfully: "If the ancestor's record is correct, with the strength of that group of trainers, they will definitely leave a name in history." "

"What's more, that Chen Shi also subdued the three-headed dragon, which is simply incredible. "

Looking at the painting in front of him, Yan Fan's heart was surging, and a bold idea slowly came to mind.

He wants to uncover the truth of this history.