"Yun's Cangbai, Zhao's Lone Eagle." Yue Zhaoxuan pointed to the last few lines of words and read them out.

The crisp female voice struck in the damp air, and Ye Qingyi's fingers trembled.

"They're dead." Ye Qingyi felt scared.

He's dead.

This was the expected answer, and Yue Zhao calmly slid his finger up and moved it over the scroll.

Although she still felt sad in her heart and sighed for the future fate of the Wu Clan, after all, she had not personally experienced the process of the decline of the Wu Clan. For her, the Witch Clan's transition from glory to decay was a very sudden process. Deep in her heart, she is still accustomed to the days before hugging and surging, and it seems that her subconscious has always thought that one day, she will be like a coma for a hundred years, and one day when she opens her eyes, she will return to the same as a hundred years ago.

Realizing his ridiculous thoughts, Yue Zhao couldn't help but laugh. I don't know if it's a wry smile or what.

In short, hearing Yue Zhaoyi's laughter, Ye Qingyi stopped the instinctive trembling of his limbs. Ye Qingyi felt sad, she tried to reassure her, "Niangniang, it will always get better." ”

In Ye Qingyi's cognition, Yue Zhao's most fundamental identity is not the lord who rules the witch clan, but the Moon Palace Niangniang in ancient times.

At this moment, Yue Zhaoyi had no intention of correcting Ye Qingyi's address to her.

"I don't have grief." Yue Zhaoxuan smiled silently again, only this time, as the words landed, the air returned to silence.

"You're not curious, how do I know you have an older brother?"

Ye Qingyi raised his head and looked at Yue Zhaoyi innocently.

Unexpectedly, Yue Zhaoyi turned the ancient score forward and crossed the page with the name of "Ye Qingyi".

Ye Qingyi's eyes were already widening.

"He's not your brother."

"Impossible!" Ye Qing retorted without thinking about it.

"Huh...... Everything...... It's all possible. Yue Zhao's face was filled with a faint smile, "His name is below me, Baishi Nianjia." ”

"Baishi?" Qingyi shook his head in disbelief, "I'm the Ye family, and my brother is the Ye family." ”

"So, Yaolian of the Ye clan is dead. He is Bai's undercover agent. ”

The two major families that have been at odds with each other all the year round within the Wu clan, the Ye family and the Bai family.

Ye Qing retreated again and again, and shouted "impossible" in his mouth, "Because of physical reasons, my brother and I have never been separated, except for ...... After the family changed, he left home. But that time, did he have an accident when he was out? ”

"No, your brother has never been your brother, and he is also your brother."

Ye Qingyi was confused, "How do you say this?" ”

"The Bai Clan cultivates a secret method, changing the body."

"Impossible! My brother and I are dragon and phoenix fetuses, but the soul is connected in the mother's womb, and we can't be too far apart since birth, otherwise our bodies will gradually weaken. ”

"I know, don't worry." Yue Zhao estimated that the genealogy in the palm of his hand had been put away, and he typed out a few runes out of thin air, explaining, "The Wu Clan has summoned the secret arts, and I will summon him back first." ”

The runes shimmered at first, then quickly blended into the night outside.

"Your brother is coming back."

Ye Qingyi's eyes were full of puzzlement.

"Ye Qingyi, you go and bring Qu Xiangwan."

"Oh."

After Ye Qing left, Yue Zhao's eyes stared at a corner of the cave as if they were nothing.

"Haven't you come out yet?"

Yue Zhao's fair and delicate face, against the background of the shadows, looked a little crazy, like a ghost, lifeless, cold and dazzling.

"Discovered so soon?"

When I thought that no one would answer, a male voice came out of the darkness. The man's voice was clear and tactful, like a pebble hitting a circle of water.

Yue Zhao retracted the killing intent that had been brewing in his palm. She had already felt that the breath beside Ye Qingyi was not quite right, and she had an attitude of observation before, so she didn't say anything, but today, she actually found something lurking around Ye Qingyi, changed course, and lurked in her residence.

It's bold.

"What is your purpose?"

The man didn't answer and asked, "How did you find out?" ”

"Tsk." Yue Zhao sneered: "Isn't it easy to sense your existence and guess your identity based on your breath?" The most important thing is your soul. Your soul is not much immature compared to mine. But...... You are a member of my Wu Clan, don't you know that a Blood Witch has absolute control over all Wu Clan members? ”

The man's eyes shone brightly.

Control.

How could he be willing.

"Ye Shi Yao's mercy? Or...... Should I call you Baishi Nianga? ”

Centennial ......

"You don't deserve it!" The man shook his arm, half of his wings were exposed, and his wings became sharp. The man exclaimed, "What are you? Why are you immortal! ”

Yue Zhao vaguely heard something else from his words.

The wings fluttered in front of her, but they didn't hit her in the face. The sharp wings paused as soon as the wind blew out.

"Don't want to hurt me?" Instead, Yue Zhao took two steps forward, "I know you well, that young son of the Bai Clan." ”

A look of disbelief spread out in Bai Baijia's eyes, and the young man's somewhat green face suddenly showed nostalgic anger, some shyness and some timidity, "Do you even remember me?" ”

Bai Baijia's face changed in an instant, and in an instant, the youthful elegance was revealed, and the figure of a generation of Tianjiao absorbed the little light in the cave, and in the darkness, he paced close to her.

"Do you remember my ......?"

Hundred years of gay's deep voice was full of temptation and danger.

"Of course I do." Yue Zhaoxuan did not hesitate or fear, and simply admitted it directly. "I do remember you—"

She added: "It's not just remembering! In an instant, she squinted dangerously, and in a peaceful atmosphere, she spread her wings, swept out an overwhelming killing intent, and rushed towards the young man in the night......

However, she fell into a warm embrace, and all her attacks automatically became useless in front of him.

Bai Baijia smiled with tears, he held Yue Zhaoyi's hand tightly, and the power was transmitted into her body, the feathers on her body were unconsciously retracted, and the smooth skin was gradually revealed. He touched her bones and said, "You're still you." ”

"That young son of the Bai clan back then, I really didn't expect you to be able to hide for so long." Yue Zhao sighed.

"I actually ...... the crisis of the year"

"I know." Yue Zhaoxi gently covered his mouth, "I know everything." ”

When Duguji was still the king, he predicted that the Wu clan would have a son, who was weak at a young age and had the art of prophecy.

Dugu Ji is not a member of the Wu Clan, but he was born with an unpredictable prophet, probably for some reason, he does not want a prophet to be born on the mainland in his lifetime. After all, it wasn't a good thing, especially for him in the prime of life at the time.

"Centennial Ga, I hid it." In order to keep the family's once-in-a-lifetime prophet, the Moon Palace Niangniang once again contradicted the first hundred ge, Emperor Xu Yuan.

She still remembers Duguji's expression that turned black into an iron pot at that time.

With the joy of reunion after a long absence, Yue Zhao buried his head deep in Bai Baijia's arms and asked, "Did you anticipate that disaster a long time ago?" ”