Chapter Ninety-Four: Secretary of the Six Realms
"You're not that stupid!"
Hai Ran looked at the mirror and looked at Di Fanyin from the mirror, "My surname is Hai, the Hai family used to be a big family of Xiuzhen on the mainland, a family that many masters were eager to flock to and fear at that time, the destruction of a family, so in an instant, it's just, poof, like fireworks disappeared......"
Her eyes became misty, with nostalgia and glory.
"Surname Hai? Your ancestor was Hai Dongqing? ”
Hairan turned around suddenly, "You know? ”
"Of course, Hai Dongqing, the god of ten thousand eagles, only one out of 100,000 divine eagles. Your ancestors are very great, how come in your generation, there is no trace of Hai Dongqing's divine beast bloodline? ”
Di Fanyin pursed his lips, and his tone was full of contempt for Hairan.
Hai Ran was not annoyed, she knew how many catties and taels she weighed, and she had successfully refined qi when she was sixteen years old, which was already good among ordinary people.
But don't talk about Di Fanyin, he was already a genius 10,000 years ago, and no one knows what kind of cultivation he is now, anyway, looking at his unafraid and domineering character, his cultivation will not be low.
And her biological daughter is even more demonic, four years old, it is the cultivation of the late stage of Jindan, and it will be paid back in a few years, but now after practicing the Blood Shadow Skill, the cultivation has been hidden.
That group of neighbors are all monks in the Jindan period, so their talent is naturally not a problem.
Hai Ran accepted Di Fanyin's disdain with peace of mind.
"The weak bloodline of the divine beast is nothing more than the consequence of the family marriage, and the fall of the Hai family is also an inevitable result, but when I was young, the marriage with my father and the young lady of the Qian family was the last straw, and the Hai family was completely destroyed! You say, how can I not hate a thousand families? ”
She said hatred on her lips, but her eyes narrowed into a line with a smile, but how much bitterness and helplessness in that smile was only known to her.
"Although the Hai family is lonely, it is a family that has been passed down, and the most important thing is that the secretary of the Six Realms handed down by the Hai family from ancient times, recorded all kinds of anecdotes in the Six Realms and the ancestors' collection of heart and magic pills, martial arts cheats, and Qin Se music scores."
She said as she compared the hairpin to her bun, for this book of the secretary of the Six Realms, her tone was very disapproving, "To be honest, most of the anecdotes in this are things that have been handed down from ancient times, and many of them can only be regarded as legends, as for some of the secret realms recorded in them, I know how much I can do, so I don't count on them." But you, my daughter, probably need it......"
She sighed, "Tang Xiaojiu is outside, she won't come in?" Go and let her in...... The secretary of the Six Realms is something inherited from the Hai family, and even if I have a promise with you, I will give this book to my descendants. ”
Di Fanyin glanced at her lightly, although this woman has ambitions, she also has self-knowledge.
He pushed open the door, Tang Xiaojiu stood in the moonlight, wearing a cloak sewn by Zhuang Xiaoxiao, and the material used was the ice moon silk snatched from the Fire Spirit King's Palace, which looked particularly crystal clear in the moonlight.
"She let you in, there's something good for you." Di Fanyin bent down and wrapped his cloak tightly, "In the deep dew of the night, be careful." ”
"Secretary of the Six Realms? Do I need this kind of thing? "Asking for her things is equivalent to another favor, and the same, the greater the responsibility.
Di Fanyin sighed, "After all, she is the mother of your body." ”
Tang Xiaojiu also sighed deeply, "I know what you mean." ”
She walked forward and brushed shoulders with Di Fanyin.
"Little wine, you ......"
Tang Xiaojiu turned around, "What?" ”
"Nothing, go ahead!" What Di Fanyin wanted to say came to an abrupt end after all.
"Oh."
When Tang Xiaojiu entered the door and closed the door, he sighed, "Don't be so cold-blooded!" ”