Qi Yu pinched a silver thread, and instantly felt that he was surrounded by deep malice.

After some careful consideration, he simply chose to shut up, the ancients often said that misfortune comes from the mouth is indeed the truth.

"Xiaoyudi, do you have any other brothers and sisters in your family?" Feng Wanyue looked at Qi Yu from the bronze mirror, because he was wearing a palace maid's clothes, so he had been a little twisty in his work.

"I heard from my father that he once had a brother, but there was an accident in the family when he was young, and his aunt and brother who were still in infancy were killed by wicked people, and the others were just cousins."

"Then you should not stay by Mo Chenyuan's side for a long time, the mourning family heard that you are the only heir of the Qi family?"

"Yes, next year." I hope I can drink the wedding wine of you and the prince before leaving!

Feng Wanyue put down the jade comb, turned her head and said, "You give me a drop of blood, and I'll help you calculate whether your brother has been reincarnated, how about it?" ”

Hearing this, Qi Yu did not refuse.

After all, the woman his father loved deeply had always been his aunt, and for many years he and his mother were just superficial couples.

A drop of blood was contained in a white jade porcelain bottle, and Feng Wanyue said sleepily, "Okay, I'll talk about this tomorrow morning, you go back to rest first, the mourning family doesn't need to have a career." ”

"But ......"

"Rest assured, the mourning family is protected by the ghost emperor of the five directions, unless it is their own person or the mourning family is voluntary, otherwise, no one can break into the Weiyang Palace."

Of course Qi Yu believes it, anyway, he can't beat the ghost, so he washes and sleeps!

As soon as he closed the door of the hall and left, Feng Wanyue took out another white jade porcelain bottle from the small drawer under the dresser, which was the drop of blood left behind when she forcibly lifted the blood contract between Wenren Kaiyang and the Seven Star Sword last time.

The silver ingots hadn't slept yet, so they simply flew over, "Wanwan, I seem to smell the smell of the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion?" ”

Of course, Feng Wanyue knew that it was taken to Heyi Tower by Wenren Kaiyang to eat and drink a good meal today, but she just saw through it and didn't say anything.

She dropped two drops of blood on each of the yellow talismans, and waited until the two drops of blood had walked along the cinnabar totem and merged with each other, then nodded.

"Tsk, it's really a brother."

"That's right." The silver ingot echoed, "Actually, if you look at the two of them carefully, you can still see that the three points are similar, but Kaiyang should be more like his mother." ”

"You seem to like him very much?"

"Oh, Wanwan, you are talking nonsense, how can my dignified ghost king take a fancy to him as a mere mortal!"

Feng Wanyue raised her eyebrows, didn't pay attention to its misconception, and only said, "I just watched Qi Yu's face and found that he had a death calamity a year later, I think it should be related to Wenren Kaiyang, I hope Kaiyang has become my apprentice by then, otherwise...... Qi Yu is going to break the bill again! ”

After seeing her burn the yellow talisman, the silver ingot asked, "Wanwan, did you find anything when you went to the murder house tonight?" The ghost in the well is more powerful than me, when will I become the ghost emperor? ”

"Confidentiality."

“……”

"That ghost emperor was still very young before he died, a man who was about sixteen or seventeen years old, should not be the two families who died in the previous dynasty."

"Does Wanwan want to say that he is the Emperor of the Yan?"

"Well, but he didn't die by self-immolation, but was tortured and killed."

Normally, ghosts will retain the appearance of when they died, especially those who are extremely resentful.

However, a ghost emperor like Yan Ci, who has been refined by others, should not have the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth.

What Feng Wanyue couldn't figure out was the black mist he had become, which seemed to have a faint trace of demonic energy?