Cheng Ji stood in front of Cheng Nian'an, raised his lips and said with a smile: "Oh, you still know who I am. I thought you had forgotten."

"I..." Cheng Nian'an stared blankly at the person in front of him. His throat was so dry that he couldn't make any sound. He finally found his voice again. When facing Cheng Ji's accountability, he couldn't find any excuse to explain.

After all, Cheng Ji watched Cheng Nian'an grow up, so he naturally knew what was in this child's mind. After the two looked at each other for a long time, it was Cheng Ji who spoke first to break the silence.

"Does it hurt?" Cheng Ji sighed lightly, grabbed Cheng Nian'an's right wrist and lifted it up, looking at the originally fair fingers covered with scratches, new and old wounds stacked on top of each other, covering up almost the original skin color.

Cheng Nian'an shrank back and tried to withdraw his hand, but Cheng Ji held him down tightly and he couldn't break free.

He knew that the young master was only concerned about his wound and didn't want him to touch the curse, but he couldn't think of any other way to deal with the evil spirit. With the evil spirit, Cheng Shuyu was like having a powerful cheat, so the evil spirit...

and many more!

"Young Master, why didn't my curse take effect just now?" Cheng Nian'an suddenly remembered the curse just now and asked anxiously.

Cheng Ji's eyes twitched. He really didn't expect Cheng Nian'an to still be thinking about the evil spirit. He replied unhappily, "When your mother taught you this, didn't she tell you? The curse is only effective when both parties are alive. You use a medium in his body to cast the curse, right?"

Cheng Nian'an nodded. He knew about it of course. His mother was the last sorcerer in the clan who knew witchcraft. For the sake of inheritance, he started learning this since he could remember. He had memorized the most basic concepts like this by heart when he was three years old. How could he not know it?

Cheng Ji picked up a white stone and weighed it in his hand. He then continued, "You know this is something from the evil spirit, so you naturally know its purpose, right?"

"Yes, it's used to deal with the Zhang family." Cheng Nian'an looked at Zhang Qiling who was standing aside without any emotion, and was a little confused: "Isn't he a member of the Zhang family?"

He had seen with his own eyes how those people used this damn thing to control and capture the Zhang family, but why was this person who was said to be the head of the Zhang family so close to them but not hurt at all?

Cheng Ji raised his hand and slapped Cheng Nian'an on the head: "Now we are talking about your business. You are worrying about so many trivial things. You know how to deal with the Zhang family. Why didn't you think of joining forces thirty years ago? Why did you have to keep it to yourself and use such an extreme method to solve this matter?"

Cheng Ji looked at the child in front of him with his head down and didn't say anything. He didn't have the heart to say anything harsh. "I got rid of the evil spirit some time ago, so the first priority now is to find Cheng Shuyu. She can't go on."

Because the Wang family had not yet taken shape, and with Cheng Nian'an's arrangements and interference, it had been delayed until now to form the prototype of the Wang family. The capture of people with the Nine-Tailed Fox bloodline also took place recently.

He couldn't touch the Wang family, but he didn't say he couldn't touch Cheng Shuyu, the person hiding behind the Wang family.

"During this period of time, Cheng Shuyu should not have the energy to care about the outside world. The backlash from the evil spirit is not serious, but the most fatal problem for her is the problem of her bloodline. The concentration of her original bloodline cannot support her to live to this time. Therefore, she should be looking for a way to improve her bloodline recently, or... setting a trap for me to jump in."

"After all, I'm the only one in the world who has this method." Cheng Ji casually said what he was thinking, downplaying it as if the trap was not prepared for him.

Cheng Nian'an came back to his senses at this time, and suddenly hugged the person in front of him. The tears that had been stagnant in his eyes fell down, and his voice was already hoarse: "Young Master, you are awake, it's great."

This seemingly heartwarming scene did not last more than half a minute. As soon as Cheng Nian'an finished speaking, Cheng Ji was pulled out of his bear hug with great force.

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips as he explained, and simply hugged the little fox he had pulled out back into his arms, leaving Cheng Nian'an standing there in a daze.

"Pfft... It's okay, it's okay. Your brother Wei will hold you. Brother Wei will hold you." Cheng Wei was just watching the show at the side, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but walk forward with a smile and symbolically hugged Cheng Nian'an, who was standing there like an abandoned puppy.

Cheng Ji was suddenly pulled over, and for a moment he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had to turn around in someone's arms and met the jealous person's eyes: "No, brother, he is just a child."

"He is three thousand years older than me." Zhang Qiling did not buy Cheng Ji's excuse. He did not show it on his face, but tightened his hands around Cheng Ji's waist.

When Cheng Ji heard Zhang Qiling's words, he was choked. It seemed that what Zhang Qiling said was not wrong. Cheng Nian'an, who was still a child in his eyes, was indeed three thousand years older than him.

But this sentence sounds awkward. Doesn't the underlying meaning mean that he is about three thousand years older than Zhang Qiling?

Seeing Zhang Qiling unmoved, Cheng Ji had no choice but to raise his hands and put his arms around the man's neck and coax him softly, "Brother, I only like you, so don't put any blame on me."

Zhang Qiling still didn't say anything, Cheng Ji gritted his teeth and started to complain: "What do you mean by that? Do you dislike me because I'm old? Well, Zhang Qiling, you have someone else now, and now you're starting to dislike me."

"..." Zhang Qiling had gradually gotten used to Cheng's routine of coaxing others halfway and then blaming himself for getting angry first, so he was not surprised at all. He simply and roughly pulled the man out of the door and pushed him against the wall outside the door: "I don't mind you being old."

Cheng Ji was pulled out before he could react, but after hearing Zhang Qiling's explanation, he subconsciously retorted: "You have it, I can feel it."

Zhang Qiling was waiting for Cheng Ji to say this. Almost as soon as Cheng Ji finished speaking, his hand on the boy's lower back began to move. His movements were completely invisible from the outside due to the hem of the boy's shirt and the completely dark sky.

But others could not see it, but Cheng Ji, the person involved, felt it clearly. The moment Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand, Cheng Ji's pupils dilated a lot at the shock of the sudden touch.

There was a blankness in Cheng Ji's eyes, his brain was completely empty, and he was speechless after seeing Zhang Qiling's action.

"Hmm?" Zhang Qiling increased the strength of his hands.

Cheng Ji came to his senses only after hearing the last syllable of Zhang Qiling's single word. He immediately begged for mercy, "Brother... Brother, you can't do this. You can't do this."

Seeing that Zhang Qiling still had no intention of letting go, Cheng Ji immediately made a deep self-examination of his previous rampant and boundless self-reflection, panting softly and saying: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I... shouldn't have let others hug me, shouldn't have said nonsense, well... I was really wrong."

Not to mention where this place is, the fact that everyone in that room is an old fox who has lived for three thousand years, if Zhang Qiling doesn't let go, he really won't be able to control himself and will scream out.

Zhang Qiling withdrew his hand only after he saw the young man he had held in his arms change his mind. He even considerately tidied up the young man's clothes.

After Cheng Ji calmed down his breathing, he pulled Zhang Qiling back into the house. As soon as he took the first step inside, he bumped into three people lying in the corner. Cheng Ji glared at Cheng Wei, whose eyes were full of teasing, but failed to stop the two outspoken idiots of the Cheng family.

Cheng Nian'an: "Young Master, you are the one below."

Cheng An, who was standing next to him, said: "Aji, is your Zhang clan leader so fast?"

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