Yun Yi pinched the letter paper in his hand, took the tea on the table, and splashed it gently, the entire paper was immediately soaked, and after a while, the original handwriting slowly faded, revealing the new handwriting written with a cinnabar pen. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Above: My brother personally enlightened me that there was something that had been troubled for a long time, but after thinking about it, I decided to tell my brother. In fact, five years ago, my mother told me that you are not of Lou blood, brother. Thinking about the elder brother, he must be working hard for the Lou family's blood and hatred, my sister really can't bear it, and the mystic art in the tomb today is offered, and I hope that my brother will hand it over to the elders of the Yun family, and ask what is going on. From now on, the enmity of the Lou family, brother, you don't have to ask. - Sister, Yan Ran respectfully.

The letters written by cinnabar are beautiful and heart-wrenching.

Yun Yi grabbed the paper in disbelief, looked at it back and forth a few more times, and after making sure that he was not mistaken, he lowered his hand a little appointedly.

After a while, as if he had thought of something, he took out the mystic art in the placket of his clothes and walked out quickly.

In the Sanqing Palace, Yun Xiao was sorting out all kinds of news sent by the Wulin League, and when his head hurt, he saw Yun Yi push open the door of the hall and walk in with a gloomy face.

Intuitively feeling that there was something wrong with his usually steady disciple, Yun Xiao gestured to the little Taoist boy next to him and drove them all down.

Yun Yi stepped forward and handed over the yellowed ancient book, "Master, the people of the Beast Control Sect have set off several murders in Huaixi Village, just for this book." ”

Yun Xiao looked at his face, and while reading it carefully, he looked at it for a while, and then said with great joy: "This is the mystic art left by Guyang Zhenren, you cultivate it well, and a few months later, you will take the Wulin Alliance with the same teacher to go to Xichu to break the beast gate!" ”

"Master." Yun Yi said with an uncertain expression: "The book says that only people with a certain bloodline can cultivate, how do you know that I am a suitable person for cultivation?" ”

"You...... Don't know? Yun Xiao was slightly surprised.

"Know what? If I am a person with a specific bloodline, and my mother must be too, then the entire Yun clan should be! He paused, his expression agitated, "Why am I alone now?!" ”

Yun Xiao was a little embarrassed and said: "Actually, you are not your parents...... parent"

If there was a glimmer of hope just now, now it is tantamount to cutting the last straw.

The young man's heart was turbulent, but he just stood there quietly, and after a long time, he raised his head again and said bitterly: "Since I am not my mother's son, why did the Yun family save me back?" ”

If he said that he had the blood of the Yun family and was rescued back to the family, he was not, and he didn't think that Yun Cang had such a thing as compassion.

Yun Xiao flipped through the ancient books again, and said anxiously: "Yun Yi, you are a smart person, why do you need me to find out some words?" Since your mother Yun Qing has been kicked out of the Yun Clan, from now on whether she is alive or dead The Yun Clan will no longer ask. If you really can't figure it out, I'll tell you that instead of saving your sister, the old man ran to the battlefield to save you, and the reason is not because you have the bloodline that can manipulate occult arts! ”

Yun Yi seemed to be startled, shook his head and took a few steps back, his face became even more gray, and his body, which had not healed from serious injuries, shook uncontrollably.

Yun Xiao didn't seem to be able to see the miserable appearance of the young man, and continued: "The Beast Control Sect has dominated Western Chu for many years, and ten years ago, it even sent a spy, that is, Hua Jiang's mother, to greatly hurt my Yun Clan's vitality. The court and the rivers and lakes seem to have nothing to do with it, but if you let the beast control gate sit in a big collusion with the Western Chu royal family, or even control the beast as a soldier on the battlefield, the world will only be more chaotic! So after the head of the family learned that you have a special bloodline......"

"Enough...... Yun Yi interrupted him unbearably, and said intermittently: "I just want to ask, who are my biological parents?" ”

"Well, I don't know if I'm a teacher."

……

Yun Yi stumbled out of the Pure Yang Palace, and several little Taoist boys waiting outside the hall saw this and wanted to help him, but they were all pushed aside by him.

There were dozens of scars from the battle with the tomb beast, large and small, which had never healed in the first place, and at this time, as he walked, blood oozed slightly, and after a while, it stained through the azure robe.

The boy walked aimlessly, and when he reached the edge of the spring, he finally couldn't support it anymore, and collapsed in pain.

In the late December evening, there was already a slight chill in the south, and the earth soaked in the spring water was cold to the bone.

Yun Yi closed his eyes and let himself lie on it.

He never thought that he was not his father's biological flesh and blood.

The life of more than ten years in the general's mansion was like a drama at this time, and scenes were passing in front of him.

The mansion of their family is not like the ordinary princes and nobles who make it magnificent, it is the mother who leads the maids to buy it, and the front hall and backyard are full of the elegance and beauty of the southern water town.

My father has always been strict, and every day before the hour, he would drag him out of the bed with a tiger face, throw him into the empty backyard, urge him to practice martial arts, and if necessary, punch and kick himself when he was lazy.

And my mother always liked to sit under the peach tree in the backyard, gently embroidering new clothes for them, and if she was free, she would call herself over, patiently explain the art of war to herself, and teach some Qimen Dunjia techniques that the master would not talk about.

At that time, he was still a naughty child, and the greatest pleasure of the day was to play tricks on the pedantic old master invited by the family with his sister, and I always felt that I had gained a great sense of accomplishment by watching him blow his beard and stare at his jumping feet.

At that time, all the festivals seemed to be fun, and he and his sister always liked to sneak out to have fun, but every time they were carried back to the house by the paralyzed-faced butler who never smiled.

At that time, the sky always seemed to be very blue, and my heart was always warm, so I would not have thought that people's hearts could be so sinister.

……

Stretching out his hand to cover his eyes, he thought of the scene when he was rescued by Yun Cang three years ago.

There were corpses all around, and the mountain of corpses and a sea of blood filled the entire Duanping Cliff, and in a dim way, he seemed to hear the shrill cries of vultures.

When he thought he was going to dry his blood and die, the old man suddenly appeared, wearing a white embroidered moire shirt, stepping on the blood stains all over the ground and slowly coming, stretching out his hand to protect his heart with internal force.

"Child, since I saved your life, from today on, you are a member of my Yun clan and my Yun Cang's grandson. In the past, such as dying yesterday, I will give you the name Yun Yi, take the meaning of assistance, and hope that you can inherit the ancestral training of the Yun family in the future and assist my Dajin royal family well. ”

In the past, he always thought that he was both Yun Yi and Lou Ce, but now it seems that no matter what kind of identity he is, he is not.