A shadow blocked the book in Zi Shaofeng's hand, and he moved away without raising his head.

"If you don't take your Purple Family Army to train well, what are you doing here with me?"

Zi Ye stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes gloomy, slightly sharp.

"Grandpa, I remember that you Zi Jiajun all have a mark on your body......"

Zi Shaofeng raised his head suddenly and looked at her with some surprise.

"What? Do you want to get it too? Don't get it, a girl's family, with a tattoo on her body, it's not good-looking after all......"

"So, grandpa should have it on him?"

"Of course there is...... Once you join the Purple Family Army, you will not be allowed to leave the ...... for the rest of your life This is the military regulations of the Zijia Army...... Therefore, the people of the Purple Family Army all have a tattoo with purple characters on their shoulders......"

"Can I see the tattoos on my grandfather?"

Zi Shaofeng looked at her with a frown, but slowly put down the book in his hand and untied his clothes.

On the back of his right shoulder, a red "purple" character, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances.

"Good and decent, what do you think this is for?"

"But I saw a tattoo just now...... His tattoo was inky, but Grandpa's was red......"

"In the Purple Family Army, everyone knows about it...... Only the commander of the Purple Family Army can get a red tattoo ......"

"In other words, in the whole world, only you and my second uncle have this red tattoo?"

"And your father......" Zi Yan's voice came heavily behind her: "Only our Zi family bloodline is worthy of tattooing this color......"

The dark phoenix eyes of the purple night startled a flutter and looked at Zi Yan with a burning look.

"Second uncle, where's your tattoo?"

Zi Yan didn't know what she was studying, but she still cooperated and unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her back.

A deep scar passed through the blood-colored purple lettering, and although it was distorted and could not be seen clearly, the color was still clear.

Zi Yan's eyes swept away and fell into Zi Ye's hands.

"What's in your hand?"

Zi Ye slowly put the things in his hand on Zi Shaofeng's book, and his eyes were fresh and watery.

"Something that makes me wonder......"

Zi Shao glanced at her suspiciously, and opened the box with some hesitation, but the moment he opened it, he suddenly stood up and almost fell.

"This ......"

Zi Yan's hand that was dressing suddenly froze, and he suddenly grabbed the box in a very gaffe, and looked up at Zi Ye in disbelief.

"Where did you come from?"

In the wooden box, a dried human skin lay quietly.

Although the skin was wrinkled, the handwriting and color full of thorns made the Zi family father and son almost burst into tears.

Red tattoo with the word "purple".

Theoretically, there are only marks that the purple family has to have.

"Grandpa and Second Uncle don't ask me where I'm from, I need you to make sure if this tattoo is my father's tattoo?"

"It's his," Zi Shaofeng burst into tears, and suddenly sat down on the chair: "This word was tattooed for him by myself back then, and I won't be mistaken......"

"How do you have your dad's tattoo? Where is he? Zi Yan's eyes were cracking: "How is he now?" Is it dead or alive? ”

"This question, I need to ask the emperor ......" Zi Ye smiled on his lips.

"What?" Zi Shaofeng instantly understood: "You mean to say that this thing was obtained from the emperor?" ”

Zi Yan suddenly slammed his fist into the stone table beside him, and in a bang, he smashed his palm.

"I have long guessed that he can't get rid of ...... involved."

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