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The woman in the yellow shirt slowly got up from the new grave.

She turned to Yan Zhenci.

Yan Zhenci finally saw the real appearance of the other party.

Eyebrows are like a crescent moon, eyelashes are like quiet butterflies, skin is like white snow, and lips are pink. When you turn around to greet each other, the beauty's eyes are like waves, and with a glance, they enter the lake of heart.

Yan Zhenci took a step back without a trace.

He felt that this face had a little influence on him.

Then, without giving the person in front of him the time to open his mouth, he spoke first, and cut to the point: "Who are you, brother Yuan?"

The woman in the yellow shirt blinked; "It's my father."

Yan Zhenci happily answered: "Good niece."

The woman in the yellow shirt tilted her head and said innocently: "But Daddy never said yes, you look as old as me, may I call you Brother Yan?"

I really couldn't hold back my words, and shivered.

The woman in the yellow shirt said again: "I know that brother is calling you good master, otherwise..."

Yan Zhenci had a bad premonition in his heart: "Wait—"

The woman in the yellow shirt asked tentatively, her voice was soft and cautious: "I am also like my brother, calling you good master?"

People from the past, people from the present, voices from the past, voices from the present, overlap and intertwine, and merge into one.

Words: "..."

Inexplicably, he felt "I lost" in his heart.

He calmed down, waved away the fluctuations in his heart, and regrouped: "I have been with Yinliu for a long time, and I have never heard him mention that he has a younger sister. I have never heard that there is a young master in Yuanfu."

The woman in the yellow shirt smiled softly: "Brother doesn't mention daddy much, does he? Everyone doesn't know that the master of the original mansion has been an incarnation of Juechen for 15 years."

This... is really true.Word pillow words to think.

The woman in the yellow shirt said: "Family affairs shouldn't be talked about, but Brother Yan is not an outsider. It shouldn't hurt me to tell Brother Yan. 20 years ago when the dirty land was in turmoil, my mother had a chance to escape, but in order to protect me , and finally passed away unfortunately. Then my father arrived and found me in the cave, but I couldn't find my mother's body anymore..."

"Brother Yuan has two sons and daughters under his knees. Even if he loses his beloved, he should calm down and raise a beautiful son and daughter. Why did he go to the remote northern Xinjiang and ignore the music for many years?" Yan Zhen asked suspiciously.

"Because my brother is like my mother." The woman in the yellow shirt said, "I was originally a couple of gods and immortals, but after all, yin and yang are separated. I only hate that the sky does not have holidays. Daddy can't bear to see anything that can remember his mother anymore, even his bodyguards. Blade, he has never looked at it carefully for many years."

"But with all due respect," Yan Zhenci pondered, "you should be more like a real Wu."

If Hara Sode Kiyoshi didn't even want to see the original sound stream because of Wu Yizhen's death, then why would he bring the woman in yellow shirt who reminded him more of Wu Yizhen than the original sound flow?

The woman in the yellow shirt was silent for a while: "That's because Dad couldn't let me go. I was born with some congenital defects. My mother went to the dirty soil to find a miracle that can cure the root cause of my disease."

Words surprised.

The woman in the yellow shirt didn't finish her sentence: "Actually, my mother didn't want to take me to go with her back then. But when I was young, I didn't want to leave my mother, and went with my mother crying. I didn't think about what happened after that."

Word pillow words want to say but stop.

On the contrary, the woman in the yellow shirt showed a smile as light as mist and rain, as if she could wipe it off her face with a light wipe: "This is the case in the past. Brother should not mention me."

"This matter is not your fault, and Yinliu is not such a person." Yan Zhenci retorted without thinking.

"Brother Yan seems to know you very well." The woman in the yellow shirt said with a slight smile, "Actually, if my brother wants to mention me, he has nothing to say. It's been so many years since I've seen him, and he hasn't seen me either."

"I saw a girl outside the Rage God Church that day—" Yan Zhen said.

"At that time, I heard that my brother had arrived in northern Xinjiang. I wanted to take a look secretly, but it seemed like the past, and I didn't know what happened after that..." The woman in the yellow shirt's voice became lower and lower, and she quickly lowered her head. , and when he lifted it up again, he said, "Brother Yan is seriously injured, you should rest more. I'm going back to my room first."

"Wait." Yan Zhenci subconsciously said.

The woman in the yellow shirt looked back at the words.

"...Girl's name?" Yan Zhenci had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but after thinking for a long time, he only asked this sentence.

"Yuan, Yuan Xiangdie." After finishing speaking, she turned and left.The beauty narrowed her eyes and lowered her head.

Yellow butterfly?

Yan Zhenci looked at the figure leaving alone, the yellow shirt fluttering in the wind, like a delicate yellow butterfly, disappearing into the rain.

"The stinky Taoist looks stupid, what a perverted Taoist!" A murmur suddenly came from the side, breaking the contemplation of words.

Yan Zhenci turned to look at the parrot.

Jiaojiao had suffered several times, but at this moment her feathers fluttered, she took a few steps back, and said cautiously: "What does the stinky Taoist want to do?"

Words and pillows: "Birds come to imitate my voice, if they can't, they are not good birds."

Jiaojiao gave Yan Zhenci a contemptuous look, then stopped talking, flapped her wings and followed the original Xiangdie.

Yan Zhenci looked at Jiaojiao's retreating figure, feeling suspicious in his heart.

Jiaojiao can imitate the voices of Yuan Xiuqing and Yuan Xiangdie. It is normal for these three people to live together for a long time, but the latter two pretend that they have not seen Yinliu for a long time.If what they say is true, how does it explain the adept behavior of the parrots when they see them?Could it be that these three people didn't see their close relatives every year, so they sent a parrot to Daqing to fly back and forth in northern Xinjiang?

Even if Yuan Xiangdie and Yuan Xiuqing might do such a thing, according to his understanding of Yuan Yinliu, Yuan Yinliu is by no means such a boring person.

Following this line of thought, no matter Yuan Xiuqing's death or Yuan Xiangdie's identity are very suspicious.

But just after the words were spoken, what Yuan Xiangdie said was sincere and sincere, and it didn't seem like they were all deceiving...

But Jiaojiao's ability to imitate the voices of Yuan Xiuqing and Yuan Xiangdie, and her skillful performance is too suspicious.

But according to the original sound flow, if he really wanted to hide it from others, why did he leave such a big gap like Jiaojiao?

But Yuan Xiuqing is worth mentioning, the appearance of Yuan Xiangdie is too abrupt, there are seven or eight out of ten it is the original sound stream——

What if she really isn't the original sound stream?

The words and pillow words went around in a circle, and I always felt that I was back in the same place again.

He was helpless, and finally cursed in a low voice: "You tossing guy!"

The voice fell, but the mood suddenly brightened.

Just because he finally determined that no matter what relationship Yuan Xiuqing, Yuan Xiangdie had with Yuanyinliu, Yuanyinliu was always arranged in today's scene, so he must still be running around, making troubles everywhere, and he is not really in the way of magic.

As long as people are alive, that's fine.

In the front corridor, the parrot caught up with the original Xiangdie.

It has a beak, and its tone is sad: "Brother Yuan, you have been away for several months, and you don't know what the life of the bird is. The bird first flew from the aristocratic family to the Sword Palace, and then from the Sword Palace to the northern border. The whole of You Lu, I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, I eat the wind and drink the dew all the way, I don't know how much hair shed—"

Yuan Xiangdie raised the corners of her mouth slightly, her appearance was still slender and soft, but in the blink of an eye, the demeanor unique to Yuan Yin flow rushed towards her face, Ruo Yan's pillow words are here now, and she will never mistake anyone: "My previous episode Didn't you come to Beijiang first, did you leave some food for you here, why didn't you enter the room to eat?"

Jiaojiao's complaints became quieter: "Actually, it's mainly Taoist priests..."

Yuan Xiangdie: "What happened to him?"

Jiaojiao said angrily: "The color Taoist tied up the bird!"

Yuan Xiangdie: "Oh? What did you say?"

Jiaojiao: "The color Taoist touched Brother Yuan's button to buy something to eat, and the bird asked the color Taoist where else touched Brother Yuan, and the color Taoist turned his face and violated the bird!"

Yuan Xiangdie also sighed in admiration: "If a bird dies, it will die because of its cheap mouth."

Jiaojiao was not convinced: "Brother Yuan also thinks it's the bird's fault?"

Yuan Xiangdie: "Naturally."

Jiaojiao: "Where did the bird say something wrong?"

Yuan Xiangdie said slowly: "If you tell me that Taoist Se is touching Brother Yuan, and tell him that Taoist Se is touching Taoist Se, that would be good."

Jiaojiao: "???"

It rained heavily all day.

Day and night alternate, the heavy rain recedes for a while, and turns into thin lines, embellishing the beaded curtain in the sky continuously.

The winter in northern Xinjiang is very cold, and the heavy rain in one day adds another three points of cold and damp to the cold.

Since I went to the backyard, I don't know why, and I feel very good. Today, seeing that the rain has not stopped, I specially set up a pot, and greeted Yuan Xiangdie and Baicaoqiu to warm the cauldron together in the courtyard.

Baicao Qiuben was thinking hard about how to explain the ghosts on Yan Zhenci's body, when he walked into the court, he saw Yan Zhenci was holding a small knife and slicing something at random.He never expected the wounded to be so careless, and he couldn't help reminding again: "The Taoist priest must not use force!"

Words of pillow: "Don't worry, doctor. There are still people who want to push me to do things. I will not be in danger until I finish what he wants me to do."

After all, he smiled meaningfully at Yuan Xiangdie who was sitting next to him.

Baicaoqiu looked bewildered, not knowing what the words were talking about.

Yuan Xiangdie clasped his hands, and let out a small breath, the white air was faint, like a small cloud, very cute.She felt Yan Zhenci's gaze and turned her head to the side, returning a small and shy smile.

Words: "..."

Will the original sound stream really show such a smile?

His heart was shaken again, and he decided to calm down for the time being, and casually chatted with Baicaoqiu: "The doctor doesn't know martial arts, and he doesn't look like a person from Nayun City, so why did he appear in Mochiyue Plain?"

Baicaoqiu was a little sad: "I came here with the Lord Maha. But the Lord——"

Words said: "sad."

Baicaoqiu let out a long sigh: "It's nothing, it's just that I'm looking for another faction to take refuge in, and I don't know if I can find it, and if I'm willing to agree to my request."

Yan Zhenci raised his eyes: "What's the problem with the doctor?"

Baicaoqiu: "I am from the Baicao clan." He looked at Yan Zhenci with a slightly puzzled look, and continued, "The Taoist priest is not from northern Xinjiang, so he may not know much about it. People from the Baicao clan are born without learning martial arts. The foundation, even if you spend your whole life, you can't get started. But we are born with a very good nose, this nose can distinguish the most subtle differences in herbs. Therefore, the Baicao family has lived in Tianyin Mountain for generations to collect herbs and make medicines. For a living..."

The words are a little interesting: "Noble people must be intensively studying medicine and herbs."

Baicaoqiu sighed bitterly: "But because of the wars in northern Xinjiang every year, the amount of medicinal herbs is very large. During the excavation of Tianyin Mountain in these years, the medicinal herbs have become increasingly sparse, and most of the remaining ones grow in poisonous fog or on cliffs. We Without martial arts, every time I want to find these herbs, I have to pile them up. In the past ten years, the number of people in the Baicao clan has decreased by 20% compared with ten years ago. If no changes are made, maybe in another [-] years, the Baicao clan will be completely I will perish. When I came out of the Baicao Clan, I hoped that I could really take shelter under an overlord and let him find a place to cultivate and rest for the Baicao Clan."

After all, Baicaoqiu looked forward to it again: "As long as there is such an overlord who can accept the Baicao clan and give our women and children a safe and secure place to live, the rest of us will no longer have to worry about entering Tianyin Mountain. There are too many people who don’t have the medicinal materials and are afraid of death.”

Yan Zhenci was stunned: "You have found a place to live, and you still want to enter Tianyin Mountain?"

Baicao Qiu was also surprised: "If the Baicao Clan does not enter Tianyin Mountain, why does the Lord of the Baicao Clan accept the Baicao Clan?"

Words are silent.

Baicaoqiu hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, Daoist, the Baicao clan is definitely not greedy for life and afraid of death! People in northern Xinjiang are not afraid of death! It's just that the Baicao clan has spent many winter hunts together. If possible, I always hope to continue. blood-"

Words suddenly said: "Jie Yuan."

The two people in the court looked at Yan Zhenci together.

Although Yan Zhenci spoke to Baicaoqiu, his eyes looked at Yuan Xiangdie: "You go to Jieyuan. He has killed Deyun Lamo, the master of Yecheng, and the leader of Cangtian Sect. After integrating the remaining forces, he must become the leader of Beiyuan. The new lord of Xinjiang. If the Baicao family can't practice martial arts, they should find the largest force in northern Xinjiang to attach themselves to. You go to him, if he needs you, you should be able to live better."

Yuan Xiangdie finally said, "Brother Yan really understands Jieyuan."

Yan Zhen said "Oh" and smiled: "Jie Yuan is your brother, my good niece thinks what I said is right or not?"

Yuan Xiangdie blinked: "I think——what brother Yan says is what he is."

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