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"Dust, who do you guess this person will be?" After walking out of the deputy's room, Ink Dust remained silent, but from his demeanor, .

"Ink Frost is cold!" For Zi Ting, Mo Zhanchen didn't want to hide it, and besides, Zi Tian was the only one who knew his background, so at this point, he didn't need to find other excuses to avoid it.

"The former patriarch of the Mo Clan? Do you look alike? "Zi Tian has never seen the ink frost cold, so he has this question.

"Seventy percent similarity!" It's also all these years, and Ink Frost Leng has never suspected that he is not his child, because their appearance is so similar.

Although Mo Zhanchen has not compared his blood relationship with Mo Shuanghan, it is the words of those people that let him know that he is the son of Mo Shuanghan, not Mo Shuang Cold.

The only thing that surprised him was that Hao Lianren said that Mo Shuanghan only has a daughter, but no son, among them, is there still a saying of stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix, or the tanuki for the prince?

"Seventy percent, that's a bit big!" No wonder Mo Zhanchen has always thought that he is the son of Mo Shuang Leng, even if he doesn't look at the bloodline, he can tell that they are father and son by looking at their appearance.

However, from what Ci Qizhi said, Mo Zhanchen knew that he was not the son of Mo Shuang Leng, although there was no definite evidence to prove that he was not the son of Mo Shuang Leng, but he was 90% sure that he was not the son of Mo Shuang Leng.

"Looks like there's something wrong with it that we need to find!" Although there are not a few people who look similar to uncles and nephews, but 70 percent, which is a bit much, there must be something mysterious in this.

"If my guess is correct, that piece of soul jade is what Ink Frost Leng wants!" Although they didn't know what Ink Frost Leng wanted Soul Jade to do, they could touch it along the vine and see what Ink Frost Leng was going to do.

After disappearing for so many years, all of a sudden, appearing in front of the world, and still appearing in front of everyone in this way, Mo Zhanchen really couldn't guess what he wanted to do.

If he came with dignity, then he would still have some affection for him, but now, he is dealing with him in such an unspeakable way, and he really can't accept it.

"Hehe... Some people can't stand it anymore! Just as they spoke, Zi Tian noticed that someone had touched the formation.

"Let's take a look!" At this time, Mo Zhanchen did not have the anger of being betrayed before.

Without alarming anyone, Zi Tian and Mo Zhanchen followed behind someone, and the person who was a thief at this time couldn't help but turn his head again and again.

He was also forced to be helpless, there was no way, if he was caught by the ink stained dust, then the cramping and peeling of the skin was small, and the torture was big, and the tragic screams had not stopped from the beginning to the present.

He couldn't listen to it anymore, and if he listened to it any longer, his heart would not be able to stand it, and he decided that no matter what, he would rush out and rush out of the ink pavilion, only in this way would he have a glimmer of life.

It's just that what he doesn't know is that when he went to the outside of the Ink Pavilion, he was already targeted by Zi Tian and Ink Dust, if it weren't for the people behind him, I am afraid that when he made a move, he would have been ambushed, and he would be like now, without alarming the people guarding the door, let him walk out of the Ink Pavilion unharmed.

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