Sang Zi was wrong, she thought that He Zichen was the bloodline of the Iga family, and the old ghost would not move the mind of the little ghost, but she didn't expect to give the other party a chance to do it.

"Boy, it is true that you are the only heir to be the most suitable, but if you think that you can blackmail me with this, you are very wrong." The old man snorted heavily and looked at He Yan with smug eyes.

Sang Zi sat beside He Yan, his hand gently turning the Buddha beads on his wrist, mobilizing the strength of all the surrounding Phoenix Societies to find He Zichen's traces.

"You've also cooperated with the Ghost Gate." He Yan's expression was still calm, and he was very sure of the tone in which the old ghost spoke.

Iga Yu did not deny it, the old man's eyes were full of cunning light, "Being good at using resources is also an ability, and the ghost gate is very dangerous, but in front of me, it may not be on the table." ”

Sang Zi sneered, "You just chose that idiot as the heir from the beginning, his brain circuit is completely linked to you." ”

"Girl, I know you have great skills, but this kind of behavior of interrupting the elders repeatedly is very uneducated." Iga squinted at Kuwazusa.

Sang Zi opened his mouth to reply without hesitation, but He Yan opened his mouth one step ahead of him: "I like to be an elder so much, how did you turn yourself into a loner?" ”

Iga Yu frowned slightly, staring at He Yan's eyes and was silent.

After a while, he said, "There is no point in talking about this question now, boy, you have my blood in you, and it is natural for you to inherit my family business." ”

"You think everybody is eager for your share of the business?" He Yan had a cold face.

"You have been forced into this position if you don't care, why bother to do it against grandpa, it's your dad who is sorry for your mother." Igami's tone was relaxed, as if he was telling the story of someone else's family.

Sang Zi clearly felt the change in the aura on He Yan's body, he was angry, and it was different from before.

Is it because of the mention of his mother?

"He Zichen's little ghost is also quite smart." Sang Zi said suddenly.

Iga Yu was a little suspicious, and he didn't understand why she suddenly praised He Zichen.

Sang Zi then said: "You obviously have a son who can educate by yourself, why do you want to hold on to He Yan?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Igayu's face changed.

The young son born to his third wife has always been a taboo for him, and outsiders don't know that the woman has given birth to a child over the years, even if others don't say it, he is sure that the child is not his own.

is supposed to be a great-grandson, but he wants him to recognize him as a son, which is the biggest shame in his brilliant life.

On the other side, Sang Zi heard the news in his ear that He Zichen was not taken away by the ghost gate, but was now detained by Iga in an abandoned manor of the Iga family.

"It's no good for you to work against me." Iga Yu looked at He Yan with a grim look in his eyes, and suddenly sneered, "Your mother should have left something for you that can't be removed, right?" ”

He Yan's eyes lit up, and Sang Zi's chest trembled.

Something that can't be removed......

Genetic disorders.

"I won't let a man with a short life be the head of the Iga family." Iga Yu's attitude slowed down, and his tone was seductive, "As long as you do what I say, I promise to solve your problem." ”

This temptation is a bit big, even if He Yan can resist it, Sang Zi will consider it.

He Yan's disease has already entered the lesion stage, and it will only become more dangerous if it drags on any longer.

"Child, you are the only bloodline that the Iga family can recognize, will grandpa harm you?" Seeing that they were both silent, Iga thought they were acquiescing to his proposal.

"When was the drug developed?" He Yan suddenly spoke.

The corners of Iga's lips rose, and he looked like a kind elder, "Not long after you were born, I had people start researching it. ”

"I was born not long ......ago," He Yan muttered this sentence carefully, but his eyes slowly turned cold, his gaze grabbed Iga Yu's face, and said faintly: "Then why didn't you take out the medicine when my mother was sick?" ”

There was a dead silence all around, and Igayu's face instantly stiffened.

He pursed his lips, a little embarrassed, "At that time, the medicine had not been successfully studied, and it would be dangerous to use it on your mother." ”

"So you just choose to die and not save you, right?" He Yan's eyes were cold.

The Iga family owes the poor woman, and now this old ghost still has the face to coax her only son to die for the Iga family.

Sang Zi sat next to him, and after listening to it for a few ears, he knew the general plot, and when he watched Iga Yu again, he had endless disdain, this old thing was too disgusting.

"You've got to bite the old stuff, don't you?" Seeing that the momentum was wrong, the old thing immediately changed his face again.

He Yan stood up and looked at the old man opposite, "Originally, for the sake of He Zichen's little ghost, I was planning to stabilize the situation of the family for you, but now it seems that you are in good health, and I don't need to worry about it at all." ”

He suddenly walked to Sang Zi's side, pulled Sang Zi up from the chair, and then led Sang Zi out.

The people of Iga and the people of Kuwazi confronted each other, and there was no way to stop them, and the two of them just walked away in a complicated situation.

There was only a faint light in the main square of the castle, and Sang Zi was led by He Yan and did not say a word the whole time.

"Where do you live?" He Yan suddenly asked her.

Sang Zi shrugged, "Rose Town." ”

Because of the abundance of roses, the town has the nickname of Rose Town.

"He Zichen will be fine for the time being, let's go back and rest." He Yan said lightly.

Sang Zi raised an eyebrow, "Does that little imp know that you are so disregarding his safety?" ”

"He's used to it." He Yan had a smile in his eyes.

Sang Zi reached out to hold his hand, and without saying much about the topic just now, she asked people to leave a motorcycle outside, and two helmets were placed on the car, one in front and one in the back.

She handed a helmet to He Yan, then turned over into the car and patted the position behind her.

"Get in the car."

The castle was surrounded by danger, and her every move seemed to be peaceful, but rather like a date between the two of them.

The wind quickly brushed against my ears, taking away all my worries.

He Yan sat in the back, hugged the waist of the little girl in front of him, and many pictures began to flash in his mind.

He'd hugged her before, and had taken her to drink water from a secret stall in the bushes on the beach, a treasure he had found with great difficulty.

The picture kept flashing in my mind, and I don't know how long it took, and the fine fragrance of roses came out between my snorts.

Sang Zi stopped the car in front of Pei Di's small courtyard, turned his head and talked to He Yan: "Get out of the car." ”

The people behind him were indifferent.

Sang Zi frowned, "He Yan? ”

"Little girl, how did you get those people today?"

Sang Zi was stunned, turned his head, turned sideways to look at He Yan, and asked a little tentatively, "Looking for prayer?" ”

He hadn't appeared for a long time, and Sang Zi was a little confused.

He Yan shook his head, "Do you really think I'm schizophrenic?" ”

Sang Zi blinked, "What are you...... Come to think of it? ”

He Yan pressed his temples, his face a little tired, "A little bit of a picture." ”

Sang Zi didn't know if he was sicker, but she always felt an inexplicable excitement to see him completely.

She led He Yan into the small courtyard, her steps were a little fluttering, and suddenly she remembered that He Zichen was still in the hands of the enemy, and she was in a good mood and couldn't bear the little guy, so she suppressed her happiness a little.

The whole town was empty, as if they were the only ones left in the world, and it was a strange feeling.

Sang Zi brought He Yan into his room, and immediately felt the urge to hide He Yan.

"My room is a bit messy, you sit first."

She frowned, threw all the messy accessories into a large box, and then sat He Yan on the edge of her bed.

He Yan watched her busy work, with a smile in her eyes throughout the whole process, and she arranged herself.

After cleaning up, Sang Zi suddenly sat down next to He Yan, and then pulled him to the bed.

He Yan: "Huh? ”

Sang Zi: "Didn't you say rest?" ”

He Yan couldn't laugh or cry a little, and cleared his throat: "Just resting? ”

Sang Zi straightened his face, then got into the quilt himself, and covered him in the quilt again, and then squinted his eyes comfortably.

"Although I really want to do something impure with you, for the sake of He Zichen's abduction, it is safer to do this matter in the future."

He Yan: "......"

I knew to send more people to protect that little ghost.

"Aren't you interested in the story of the Iga family?" He Yan suddenly asked.

Sang Zi smacked his lips, thinking that he was a first-class screenwriter, and as long as he knew some keywords, he could guess almost the same kind of plot.

"Let's talk about He Zichen."

"He was born to my father's eldest son and the old man's third wife." He Yan said it very bluntly.

Sang Zi smiled, "You've already done a paternity test, right?" ”

"The old man deceives himself and doesn't dare to do it, but he actually knows it in his heart." He Yan snorted coldly and said, "When he married that woman, he had already lost his fertility. ”

Sang Zi thought about it, and suddenly was a little worried about He Zichen, "Then if he is in a hurry, what if He Zichen really has a knife?" ”

"No, it won't." He Yan said sarcastically: "He has no chance to wait for a descendant with his bloodline." ”

If He Yan doesn't cooperate, then He Zichen will become the only hope for the old ghost.

Sang Zi stared at the ceiling and said softly, "I want to know your mother." ”

He Yan was silent for a moment, and then said, "It's just a poor woman." ”

"She used to be the god of that realm." Sang Zi Road.

He Yan was silent.

Sang Zi put his hands behind his head and said lightly: "I knew her when I just touched the computer, but I didn't know her surname Xun and her true identity." ”

The founder of the X-League, once a myth.

"She just died in front of the computer screen." He Yan's tone did not fluctuate.

Sang Zi was a little surprised, she turned her head to look at He Yan, "Was she using the computer when she was sick?" ”

He Yan shook his head, his eyes heavy, "Although she was often ill at that time, it was not to the point of life-threatening. ”

Sang Zi immediately understood, "Do you suspect murder?" ”

He Yan didn't say it explicitly, and said lightly: "Xunjia is a famous family in the literary world, but almost all of her children and grandchildren died young, and her death was also expected by everyone. ”