There are a few big words on the spirit card: the spirit of the deceased wife Yi Jiaren.

Yi Jiaren's spiritual position?

Could it be that Xiao Yuwen found out that Li Daitao's identity was about to kill him, and prepared the spiritual position in advance? Could it be that he has been playing himself like a rat for so long?

He was an assassin of the Xuanwu Sect, and it was easy to kill himself.

After a long time of chaos, Yi Jia slowly stood up against the wall, and when she was a little sober, her first reaction was to run.

Dragging her trembling legs, she turned sharply and slammed into a dark shadow as soon as she took a step.

Xiao Yuwen –

He exuded an aura like the Nine Abyss, standing behind her like a ghost, his face as black as iron and cold as ice, and his eyes empty and gray.

"Ahh

Xiao Yuwen's face was expressionless, and his voice was unfazed, "How many times have you flattered me just to have a glimpse of this hori room?" ”

Half an hour ago, he saw that Yi Jiaren had not come in for a long time and was shy when she was shy, so he took the initiative to go to the east wing to find her, but he didn't think that there was no one inside, he understood a little and went to this room.

It seems that her secret must be known to her after all, but her secret must also be known.

It's just that he was very angry, and she actually used this method to get the key.

Without waiting for her to answer, Xiao Yuwen stepped forward and looked at the portrait on the wall with reverence, and said to Yi Jia, who was slumped at his feet, "Are you satisfied now?" ”

Yi Jiaren looked at him tremblingly, "You... You're going to kill me? ”

"I'm going to kill you, you won't live now."

Xiao Yuwen twisted a few sticks of incense on the case with a cold face and lit them on the furnace, returned to the case with the incense in front of the case, and inserted the incense into the incense burner, and even inserted three sticks into the spiritual seat of Yi Jiaren next to him.

Yi Jiaren was even more frightened, trembling and pointing to his spiritual position on the case, "What's going on on the case?" ”

"The spiritual position of my deceased wife, Yi Jiaren. The surname is easy, the name is beautiful, and the word branch flower. Xiao Yuwen's tone was extremely cold, without the slightest temperature.

"What do you mean?"

"Huh!" Xiao Yuwen sneered, "What do you mean, you want to ask yourself?" ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about?"

"Don't understand? Then I'll tell you, Yi Jiaren died half a year ago, and I buried it with my own hands. ”

Is it true that Yi Jiaren is dead?

Yi Jia's heart was shocked, she shook her head and rubbed her temples, carefully recalled the situation when she wore it, and still remembered the moment she fell to the ground, as if she fell to the shadow of a girl on the ground, the shadow was ethereal and ethereal, it should be the soul of the real Yi Jiaren, no wonder her appearance would return to a few years ago after she wore it, and her appearance was no different from her.

It's all a coincidence.

After a climax of fear, she seemed to calm down a lot, but she was determined to kill and not admit that she was fake, anyway, she was really dead, and there was no proof of death.

Xiao Yuwen suddenly looked back at Yi Jiaren on the ground, with a cold expression, "Say, who are you?" ”

"I'm Yi Jiaren." She said stiffly.

"Huh!" Xiao Yuwen sneered, suddenly squatted down and pinched Yi Jiaren's jaw, gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Tell you, Xu Yuanhui has already sent someone to Daliu Village to investigate you, haven't you found any clues?" If he finds out your true identity, I won't be able to help you. Tell me, who the hell are you? ”

Inkling?

Thinking about it carefully, Fan Pozi seemed to want to steal the "Dictionary of All Nations" when she came to the store that day, and then Lin Fengyin asked herself the quick way to learn Hu language, is she really doubting herself?

Thinking about it like this, Yi Jiaren was a little afraid, grabbed Xiao Yuwen's hand and coughed a few times, and looked at him suspiciously, "You... You don't kill me? Still want to help me? ”

"How could I kill you, you are my beloved lady." Xiao Yuwen let go of the hand that was pinching her jaw, the back of his hand slowly moved up, rubbing on her face, his face was as cold as frost, and there was no trace of tenderness in his eyes, and there was even a faint murderous aura.

Such Xiao Yuwen looks scary.

Presumably this is his nature.

"You're like this, I... I'm scared. Yi Jiaren is really scared, her identity is exposed, she is helpless here, as if she is abandoned in the desert.

"Say it quickly." Xiao Yuwen seemed a little impatient.

"I... I am Yi Jiaren. She still said that.

"I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin." Saying that, Xiao Yuwen raised his hand, and his broad palm stopped at the moment when it was about to fall on Yi Jiaren's face, "Do you say it or not?" ”

"I'm Yi Jiaren." Yi Jiaren frowned, closed her eyes, and bit this sentence.

Xiao Yuwen slammed his palm on the wall and shook off a lot of dust, and roared, "What the hell are you willing to say?" ”

"I also have a few questions for you, and you answered me, and I'll talk about it."

"You're not qualified to tell me the conditions, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now." Saying that, Xiao Yuwen choked her neck.

"Then you kill me." Yi Jiaren closed her eyes tightly and stretched her neck a little. Maybe he choked himself by the neck when he knew the truth, and he didn't say it himself, hanging each other.

"You..."Xiao Yuwen blushed, pinched harder, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words, "What do you want to know?" ”

"You... You let go, I'm out of breath. ”

Xiao Yuwen let go a little, and Yi Jiaren took a sharp breath before saying, "Are you an eagle-faced person?" ”

"Yes."

"Then why are you lying to me and saying he's dead?"

"I don't want to answer that question, next."

Change one for another, than this Yi Jiaren, I want to know who the woman in the portrait is? How did Yi Jiaren really die?

"Who's that woman in the portrait?"

"My biological mother, my biological father is also someone else, and my current parents are just adoptive parents, my uncle and aunt." Xiao Yuwen thought she was asking about trouble one by one, so he simply told her.

Yi Jiaren was more satisfied with his cooperation, but she didn't care about his biological father and mother now, she was anxious to know what was going on with the real Yi Jiaren, "You said that Yi Jiaren died six months ago, how did she die?" ”

A sinister smile flashed on Xiao Yuwen's face, "So you admit that you are not Yi Jiaren?" ”

"You answer me first."

Xiao Yuwen was silent for a long time, his face seemed to be a little sad, he took away the hand holding Yi Jiaren, supported the wall and said slowly: "Half a year ago, she was abducted to Ning'an by a group of tooth whackers, she was almost beaten to death rather than give in, and finally thrown into a pond in the suburbs, and when I found out that she was dying, she recognized me at a glance and called out my name..."

It seems to be a very sad story, and Yi Jiaren is a little worried.

I couldn't bear to let him experience grief again, so I hurriedly interrupted, "So you killed the shopkeeper of the medicine store and threw him into the suburban pond to avenge Yi Jiaren?" ”

"Yes, not only him, but also those Kunlun slaves I saved, and those tooth dwellers were also killed by me." After speaking, Xiao Yuwen looked at Yi Jiadao, "Am I terrible?" ”

Yi Jiaren also hated those tooth boys, but she didn't feel particularly afraid.

It's just that she hasn't finished asking a lot of questions in her heart, and after a pause, she asked word by word, "Since you doubted me from the beginning, why did you rescue me from the mouth of the cheetah?" Why did you give me a golden hairpin? Why pluck my goose feathers? Why lie to me that the Hawkface is dead? Why did you go to Xu Yuanhui to save me? Also, why do you want to marry me? And why don't you demolish me? ”