It was getting dark soon, and Qin Yao was reading the book "seriously". Because he was too "serious", Qin Yun asked him to go back and read it by himself.

Qin Yao returned to his room holding the classics, but saw a person in the yard, it was the heroine Lin Yiyi.

Lin Yiyi's eyes were red and she stared at Qin Yao angrily. She raised a sword in her hand, as if she wanted to bring Qin Yao to justice today.

"Give my brother Qin his life!!"

Lin Yiyi rushed over quickly and pointed the sword directly at his heart.

Qin Yao frowned.The heroine, you are so in love, does the hero know?

Just as Qin Yao was about to dodge, a system sound came to his ears.

【Ding!The original owner Qin Yao admires Lin Yiyi, so he will not hide! 】

Qin Yao couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

I'm sick!Should I let her stab me? !

Qin Yao transformed into a talisman, ducked directly behind Lin Yiyi, and instantly placed the holding talisman on Lin Yiyi's back.

She froze immediately, wondering in her heart, why was Qin Yao so powerful? !

Lin Yiyi saw Qin Yao looking at her with a smile, and then remembered her original confession. When she saw that she couldn't move, she immediately shouted: "What are you going to do?! If you dare to touch me! My mother will not let you go!" "

Qin Yao's smile dropped instantly.

Why does he care about this heroine?

Qin Yao took off the sword from Lin Yiyi's hand and said calmly: "Some servants will see you. Please blow the cold wind first and calm down."

With that said, he turned around and went into the house, no matter how much Lin Yiyi yelled and cursed, he didn't look back.

【Ding!The original owner would not be like this...]

Qin Yao said coldly: "But I will do it."

"Think about it, if Lin Yiyi really stabs me in the Qin family, what will happen to her? The whole Qin family will be alarmed, and she is here alone. The imprisonment is too small. What if the two families go to war?"

"So for the safety of the heroine, I cannot let her hurt me."

【…】

Then Qin Yao fell asleep and yelled for silence outside. It seemed that he was taken away by his servants.

He could finally sleep, but not peacefully.

The dream is still the aura of despair in the illusion...

...

On the other side, Ji Yan returned to Zhengjiang Pavilion. He looked up at the dilapidated door.

In just a few months, Zhengjiange was in decline again.

The plaques of "Zhengjian Pavilion" are all old, and there are no extra spiritual stones to replace them.The entire wooden pile was covered with spider webs, and there were many weeds on the ground.

If people passing by came to see it, they would think it was a desolate and deserted villa.

Ji Yan walked in with mixed emotions.He had only been with this group of talents for a few days and had no emotions at all, but the leader did rescue him from the bottom of the cliff.

This leader is his savior.

But he still didn't understand why he wanted to be the heir to the throne.

Obviously Zhengyue is more suitable than me.

After walking for a long time, no disciple appeared. It seemed that the leader was really in trouble this time.

As expected, I saw many disciples kneeling outside the Sect Master's Hall. Everyone's disciple uniforms were very shabby and they all had a sword on their back.

Their expressions were filled with grief.

Seeing Ji Yan coming, they all asked him to hurry in.

Ji Yan opened the door, and what came to his face was a breath of death and a bitter smell of medicine.

Lying quietly on the bed was an old man. He had pale hair, a withered face, and a skinny body with no trace of flesh at all.

Ji Yan knew that the old boss lived frugally and would rather drink more soup than eat a little meat.All were handed over to the still young disciples so that they could grow.

There are also two sets of clothes to change at any time.All the remaining spirit stones were subsidized in Zhengjiange's treasury to buy some good crystal stones for everyone to make sword blades.

Such a kind old man finally died today.

Zhengyue sat aside with his head down and a sigh. Seeing that Ji Yan was back, he didn't bother to blame why there had been no contact for three months. "Master wants to talk to you alone."

He patted Ji Yan's shoulder and left, looking up to the sky and sighing.

When the old master heard the sound, he opened his sagging, muddy, dying eyes. He looked at Ji Yan and said feebly: "Come and sit..."

Ji Yan pursed his lips, walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

Only when you get closer will the deathly aura become clearer.

The old boss laughed: "It's still the same stinky-faced boy..."

Ji Yan calmed down and said softly: "What do you want to tell me?"

The old leader struggled to get up, avoiding Ji Yan's hand to support him.Panting weakly, he took out a box from his storage bag.

"You must want to know why I want to save you even though I know you are a demon, and want you to be your heir, right?"

Ji Yan raised his eyes to look at him, took the box and listened quietly.

The old master fell into memories, "Sixty years ago, Zhengjiange experienced the vicissitudes of the times and was in a state of decline. It also experienced a bloodbath by the demons, and Zhengjiange was on the verge of collapse."

"I was just a lowly disciple at that time, with no sense of existence at all. I was severely injured by the demons. Just when I thought I would die under the blades of the demons..."

"Your mother saved me."

Ji Yanshu's pupils tightened, and he trembled: "Do you know who my mother... is?"

The old boss smiled bitterly and shook his head: "She didn't leave her name."

The hope in Ji Yan's eyes disappeared instantly.

"Your mother is very beautiful. She is a beam of light among the evil spirits of the demon clan. She secretly hid me and then saved many people. Without her, Zhengjian Pavilion would really be removed from the world of immortality now. .”

"I supported the Zhengjian Pavilion alone. It was not until I participated in a fairy sword competition that I saw your mother. She appeared in front of everyone for the first time."

"But I know that she is a demon. Appearing in front of so many immortal cultivators is tantamount to falling into a trap. But later I learned that she is already Qin Yun's wife."

The old head smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I pay attention to your mother from time to time, for fear that her identity will be discovered. But after she gave birth to you, news came that Mrs. Yun and your mother were both dead."

"No one knows why."

"Then I became worried about you. You are half demon blood, so I have been looking for ways to cover up your demonic aura."

"Just one day, I received an inexplicable letter telling me that you would appear in Yadi."

"I went there, and I really saw you dying at the end of the road."

...

Under the desolation, Qin Shijin allowed blood to flow out from the wounds on his chest. The brocade clothes all over his body were torn and covered with dense scars.

His expression was empty, and his mind kept replaying what his brother said.

Qin Yao really wanted to kill him without hesitation.

Qin Shijin originally thought it was a misunderstanding, but when the sword blade pierced his chest, his last hope was gone.

Because of his near-death injury, the demonic energy in his body rushed out, instantly eroding the surrounding trees.

Just when he thought he was about to die, an old man appeared in front of him.

He didn't seem to care at all that he was full of demonic energy, and he was constantly infusing spiritual power into himself.

He was brought back to Zhengjiang Pavilion, treated for his injuries, and given a new face.

It was exactly Ji Yan's appearance.

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