"Why do you have to knock on the table with such a beautiful flute, and what if it breaks?"

Looking at the bamboo flute that was purple all over and exuded a warm halo, Ji Lewei couldn't put it down, "What kind of bamboo is this, it's actually purple, I've never seen it." ”

"This is Zilin bamboo, it is a first-grade treasure medicine, and its hardness is comparable to that of a medium-grade spiritual weapon. ”

Ji Fanya explained, "So, this is not for you to play, but to be used as a weapon for self-defense." ”

Ji Fan said as he took the flute in Ji Lewei's hand, and then knocked it on the table very naturally.

"Bang..."

I saw that the white jade table was missing a corner in an instant, but the flute was unharmed.

"Ahh

Seeing this, Ji Lewei screamed, stepped forward and snatched the flute, looked at it with great pity, and then raised her head and gritted her teeth and said, "Ji Fanya, believe it or not, the old lady broke your hand first!"

If this bamboo hadn't turned into a flute, Ji Lewei would definitely not be so nervous, but when it turned into a flute, the instrument is like a book to a musician to a reader, which is comparable to life.

Ji Fanya's approach is simply looking for a beating.

"Cousin, I was wrong. ”

Ji Fanya was actually very happy about Ji Lewei's performance, if he hadn't treated him as an outsider, he would definitely not be so informal.

This casual and unpretentious way of getting along, he likes it very much.

"That's pretty much it. ”

Ji Lewei nodded reluctantly, and carefully wiped the dust off the flute, the expression on her face gradually converged, and looked at Ji Fanya and said, "Xiaoya, other clansmen, are you going to save it?"

"It's nature. ”

Ji Fanya said categorically, "Cousin, do you know the whereabouts of the other clansmen, and how many people are still alive?"

"Over the years, although I have fallen into the dust, the advantage of the Qinglou is that I am well-informed. ”

Ji Lewei, as the proud daughter of the Ji family back then, was a resolute person herself, and she could see this encounter, "So, through all these years of hard work, I know all the whereabouts of the people of the puppet clan, and as far as I know, there are still thirteen people left alive." ”

"Thirteen..."

Hearing this, Ji Fanya's eyes darkened, and a sadness appeared in his heart.

At the beginning, the Ji family was a medium-sized family, with at least hundreds of clansmen, but now, there are only more than ten people left.

"Well, three of them, the second sister, the third sister and the fourth sister, all of them are your sisters, who were taken away by Prince Gong's mansion. ”

Ji Lewei was also sad, and said slowly, "The remaining ten people, my mother... Including the second aunt, the fourth aunt and the six aunts, they were all sent to the barracks..."

Speaking of this, Ji Lewei's mood became obviously sad, and she slowed down for a long time before continuing, "The last little aunt was taken away by the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion. ”

"Yes, I see. ”

With a slight bow, Di Mo Yu got up and said, "Xiaoya, let's go." ”

"Are you going now?"

Seeing this, Ji Lewei hurriedly called out to them and said, "The military camp may be fine, but the palace and the Hou Mansion are in trouble, Prince Gong's strength is rumored to be the eighth order of the Tianxuan Realm, and the Marquis of Zhenyuan is the fifth order of the Tianxuan Realm, but outsiders have no way of knowing how the real cultivation is, and your current strength is too dangerous." ”

"Thank you for informing. ”

Hearing this, Di Mo Yu just nodded lightly, but still left with Ji Fanya.

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