"So what? What's all the fuss about" Yan San pursed his lips with a nonchalant face, and said nonchalantly.

When Nangong Blue Butterfly heard this, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, and the thoughts that he had originally hesitated in his heart were now finally convinced.

She trembled with a jade finger in the depths, stared at the exposed fish-shaped birthmark on Yan San's waist and explained: "This is actually not a birthmark, but when you and I were born, it was handprinted by my father and mother, yours is the left fish, mine is the right fish, and the combination of the two fish is a complete double fish pendant."

After Nangong Landie finished speaking, she lifted her dress and showed Yan San a piece of white skin on the right side.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Landie unbuttoned her dress in front of her, and Yan San was about to turn around but it was too late. He saw that there was a fish-shaped pattern printed on his white jade-like skin, which happened to be the right fish.

Yan San blinked his jet-black eyes, glanced at the right fish, and then looked down at the left fish on his waist, he was dumbfounded.

Is everything she said true? Yan San has no father and mother since he was a child, just an orphan, and follows his godfather to live by begging in the mine. After the godfather left, he relied on his talent to pickpocket, and from the day Yan San became sensible, he didn't know who his parents were, and he didn't know what his parents were for him. In his life, the word "parents" may only be mentioned repeatedly in dreams.

"Now do you believe it? You are not surnamed Yan, you are surnamed Nangong, you are the seventh young master of the Nangong family, that is, my own brother" Nangong Blue Butterfly explained in an almost unquestionable tone.

"Just based on a birthmark, you can conclude that you and I are brother and sister, and I am still the young master of the Nangong family?" Yan San was silent for a while before he raised his head and said with a disdainful expression.

"Of course, not only that, you also have the same empty bones as your sister, which is a mutant inherited from your mother," Nangong Blue Butterfly said in an irrefutable tone.

Yan San Nangong Blue Butterfly was a little overwhelmed, he pouted and smiled slightly, and sneered in a cynical attitude: "Do you think that everyone is rare to befriend your Nangong family, and I Yan Sancai is not rare."

"Maybe you don't care about what the Nangong family has done to you, but you have always been the blood of the Nangong family, which you can't deny no matter what" Nangong Landie's tone became calm, but the momentum implied in her words was more resolute.

Yan San was really speechless, he simply closed his eyes and began to close his eyes and breathe, but he was restless for a long time and couldn't enter, so he could only return to the time and space of the scroll.

Perhaps at this moment, only the beauty and the Taoyuan world can calm his heart again.

The beauty raised her head and wrote to the sky with a sweet smile: "Your tone is a little messy today, do you have something on your mind?" ”。

Yan San was shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect the beauty to be so sensitive, and she could sense her mood by chatting with him.

Yan San took a long breath and continued to write: "That's right, I do have a little thing, but it's much better now."

The beauty went on to write: "You lie, your heart is heavy, I have never seen you like this".

Yan San was stunned again and continued to write: "Okay, I admit that I did encounter the most serious thing in my life."

The beauty's eyes immediately lit up, and she asked, "What is it, can you tell me about it?" Maybe I can help you come up with ideas."

Yan San hesitated for a while, but he still couldn't resist the beauty's piercing eyes, and he continued to write: "I used to think that I was an orphan, an orphan without a father and a mother, but now I find that I not only have parents, but also a real sister."

Hearing this, the beauty said with a surprised expression, "Really? What a wonderful thing that is."

Yan San saw the beauty's innocent expression, and the anguish in his heart seemed to be much easier. He continued: "If you had been abandoned by your parents for more than a decade, only to find out that they were the bad guys who hurt your brothers and friends, would you still be as calm as you are now? ”。

The beauty thought for a while and said: "It really feels strange to think about it like this, but it's a pity that I don't have friends, brothers and relatives, so naturally I can't understand how you feel now."

Yan San stared at the beautiful woman's pretty face that revealed her true feelings, and infinite love swelled up in her heart. That's right, I don't know better than her

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How many times, not only did she have no relatives, but she didn't even have friends.

Yan San was silent for a while, and wrote with a star map: "Don't worry, I will definitely let you have the love of relatives and friends, and I swear to do it."

The beauty smiled sweetly and said, "I believe in you, or I'll sing you a song."

Yan San immediately sent her an approving expression.

Then the beauty slowly walked to the flower garden, plucking the petals with her arms, and dancing gracefully. Accompanied by the dance steps, she made a crisp sound of babbling in her throat, although there were no words and no meaning, but the extremely beautiful melody still deeply infected Yan San.

As the beauty sang intoxicated, the whole person seemed to return to the most primitive jungle era of human beings, and the simplicity and sincerity of human beings at that time deeply fascinated him.

Just as Yan San's mood continued to rise and fall with the rhythm, his neck was grabbed again. Yan San's heart was full of anger, and he knew that it was the black hand that had come to beat him again.

He opened his eyes and was about to blurt out a curse, but found that it was not the black hand that held him, but the white-bearded old man. He grabbed Yan San under a rock and threw him to the ground.

The white-bearded old man patted Yan San's forehead with his hand and said, "Boy, wake up, the old man has a few things to ask you."

Yan San knew that he couldn't disguise it anymore, so he could only open his eyes and say, "Senior, don't hesitate to ask if you have anything."

Seeing that Yan San was so compatible, the white-bearded old man groaned slightly: "The kid is good, he is very good, the old man asks you, as long as you answer honestly, maybe the old man can consider letting you go."

Yan San was naturally not stupid enough to believe the nonsense of the white-bearded old man, and he did not refute it and nodded slightly.

The white-bearded old man's shrewd eyes stared at Yan San and said, "Just now I sensed that there was a Dao True aura on your body, I don't know how you actually comprehended the Dao Truth with the Dao Law Initial Realm?" ”。

Dao Zhen? Yan San was stunned when he heard this, the root of his teeth didn't know what the Dao Truth was, and as for the Dao Law Realm, he had only cultivated it by mistake.

Yan San shook his head blankly and said, "Senior, I really don't know what Dao Zhen is."

The white-bearded old man's face was a little gloomy, but he stared at Yan San's eyes for a while, and his attitude eased a little and said, "Maybe you don't know how to comprehend it yourself, you tell me, what you were doing and thinking just now, don't hide it and tell the old man."

Yan San hesitated for a while before telling the white-bearded old man all about his perception just now, but he would definitely not reveal the secrets of the beauty and the picture scroll.

When the white-bearded old man heard this, he fell into deep thought. He finally muttered to himself, "Ancient humans, hunting, gathering, and.... Is this the so-called authenticity, back to basics? ”。

The white-bearded old man chewed for a long time before he walked up to Yan San, grabbed it and threw it back into the basket.

For a few days after that, every day Yan San would hear the words of the white-bearded old man, and his mouth would either be true or return to the basics.

Yan San didn't care about the white-bearded old man's actions, the only thing he had to do now was to provoke the black hand as much as possible, so that he would not embarrass Nangong Blue Butterfly, and vent all his anger on himself.

In recent days, Yan San found that the black hand seemed to have lost interest in abusing himself, but he was somewhat interested in Nangong Blue Butterfly. He seemed to appreciate Nangong Blue Butterfly's painful expression, as if that could make him feel some kind of pleasure.

Therefore, he almost summoned the methods of torturing Yan San to Nangong Landie, Yan San had a deep understanding of the methods of the black hand, and naturally he would not let a delicate woman suffer such pain. What's more, she is also her own biological sister. Although Yan San didn't give Nangong Blue Butterfly a good feeling, he had already accepted the fact that Nangong Blue Butterfly was his sister in his heart.

A primordial spirochea... Two... Three.... Lao Xiao's head and arms swirled, and the palms of his hands flickered like a small sun. Three golden spirals appeared beside him. But the fourth golden spiral could not be condensed in any way. Not only that, but the consumption of the Primal Dao Method in his body was even more amazing, just maintaining the three golden spirals for a quarter of an hour, it made the Dao Law meridians in Lao Xiaotou's body appear to be exhausted.

Lao Xiaotou gritted his teeth and persevered, beads of sweat had seeped into his eyebrows, and the small sun in the palm of his hand flickered frequently. At this time, the corners of the tomb keeper's mouth on the opposite side turned up slightly, and he glanced at Lao Xiao's head with disdain and sneered: "Boy, I want to imitate it before I understand the truth."

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The old man condensed the maze space, and he simply didn't know whether he was alive or dead."

As he spoke, his palms flipped up and down, and in the blink of an eye, at least a dozen spirals folded. Seeing that Lao Xiao Tou was dumbfounded, at this time Lao Xiao Tou knew the distance between himself and the space condensed into a maze.

Old Xiao Tou had no choice but to give up the condensation of the fourth spiral, climbed up from the ground, and walked to the opposite side of the grave keeper to stand still.

Old Xiao Tou clasped his hands into fists and bowed to the white-haired old man and said, "Senior, please advise me on what is Daozhen?" Is it a state of cultivation? ”。

At first, the grave keeper just lowered his eyes and ignored Lao Xiao's head, but after a while, he raised his head and glanced at Lao Xiao's head a few times, and snorted coldly and explained: "Dao Zhen is not a realm of cultivation, but a person's own comprehension of the Dao Law, how to say it, for example, if the Dao Law is water, then the Dao Zhen is a well, only a deep enough well will produce a steady stream of water, which is why your Dao Law will be exhausted, and the old man's Dao Law will not."

Hearing this, Lao Xiao was stunned for a while, he tried his best to figure out the old man's words, but he couldn't get the essentials for a long time. At this moment, the spiral maze in the old man's hand was stunned, and he turned his cold gaze to the void and said, "It seems that someone has broken through the formation again."

As his words fell, Lao Xiao Tou saw a masked man with several subordinates shuttling out of the maze space, they were wearing cyan armor and obvious tattoos on their arms. As soon as they landed, they rushed towards the grave keepers. The person who was the leader of them didn't seem to expect that Lao Xiao Tou was also here, he was stunned for a moment, and then he hugged his fist at Lao Xiao Tou, smiled and nodded.

Old Xiao also hugged his fists at him and returned the salute politely. He had always been grateful to the Masked Man for his previous help. At this time, he naturally has a very modest attitude towards the masked man.

The masked man didn't seem to want to have a deep friendship with Lao Xiaotou, so he quickly missed Lao Xiaotou, paced in front of the grave keeper, threw out a few seven-color orders and maps, and rushed into the gate of heaven with his subordinates.

Looking at the disappearing backs of several people, the grave keeper groaned for a while before he said slowly: "Boy, have you seen it?" People have been prepared to come here, how can you break in like a headless fly like you, and it is a miracle that you can break into this place alive."

After speaking, the grave keeper waved his hand and continued to fold the spiral body, his cold attitude made Lao Xiao Tou feel that the tomb keeper was pessimistic about current affairs.

Old Xiao Tou paced back to the same place, the zombie brother and the virtual beast were like two dead things, hanging motionless in the air.

Lao Xiao looked up to the sky and sighed, and said with emotion: "It's been more than ten days, where are Yan Lao Er?" ”。

In the past ten days, no one has passed through the maze, and every time it makes Lao Xiao Tou sigh in his heart, but in the end, he is disappointed.

Is it really like the grave keeper said, it is almost a miracle that he was able to pass through the underground gate and come here? And how can you expect miracles to happen again...

"No way! I believe in the brothers of the Quartet clan, they will definitely be able to overcome all difficulties and insist on coming here" Old Xiao Tou raised his head suddenly, his eyes revealing a tenacious conviction.

Old Xiao Tou walked under the illusory body of the illusory beast, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, its one-eye floated to his side. After a few days of Dao weapon cultivation, the Dao weapon glare in his body regained its previous momentum. At this time, Old Xiao Tou could use the one-eyed fireball to cultivate again. Just now, he condensed the golden spiral body and almost consumed the Dao method in his body, and now he had to reabsorb the power of the flame to replenish the almost dead Dao law meridians.

Lao Xiao Tou held the one-eyed fireball in both hands, and the whole person quickly entered a kind of empty realm. I don't know how long it has been, but Old Xiao Tou was awakened by a fluctuation in his breath. He opened his eyes suddenly, only to see that the grave keeper had already stood up, his eyes condensed in the void, as if sensing something.

At this moment, the sky shook, and then countless black mist rushed into the earth, and the entire time and space were filled with a breath of death.

What a terrifying momentum!

Even the primordial Dao method cultivated by Lao Xiao Tou was inexplicably shivering at this time. After that, a black glare was born, and a slender and blurred black figure flashed from the void, followed by a group of ghosts. As soon as his toes touched the ground, his dark green gaze quickly swept through the entire time and space, and the last cold aura locked on Lao Xiaotou's body.

At the moment when the black shadow landed, Lao Xiao Tou also put away the Taichu Dao Method, and he took the zombie brother and the virtual beast to be on guard. He saw a familiar face in the black mist. He's the second life.