The paper of the portrait has been yellowed, but the wounded person is still clearly visible, and even the color has not faded and is still vivid.

"It's ...... I am the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family. When the prince saw the pen in the lower right corner of the portrait, he was a little frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully three times.

The two looked at each other and slightly attached themselves to show respect for their ancestors, and the prince looked at the two gratefully.

The tablet portrait of this ancestor is not in the imperial tomb, why is it placed here, and then there is a doubt in the heart.

Liang Xin'er looked at the person on the portrait carefully, and a familiar thought flashed in her heart, so frightened that she quickly withdrew her gaze, but she didn't like this.

This portrait is a hundred years old, and she didn't know how she could know the person in this portrait if she was born at that time.

"What's wrong?" Gu Zeyu asked puzzled when he saw her panicked, did he see something terrible and was scared like this.

Liang Xin'er shook her head and didn't answer, this is a bit ridiculous to say, if she said that she thought this Xuanyuan Ancestor looked a little familiar, she wouldn't scare this prince into fainting.

Either they're crazy, or she's crazy.

Unable to resist the urging of curiosity, Liang Xin'er once again set her eyes on the portrait and observed it carefully, the more she looked at it, the more familiar she felt, as if she had seen it, but she couldn't remember it.

Liang Xin'er felt that the scene in front of her was changing rapidly, and she appeared in a world of birds and flowers.

"Master!" A strong, somewhat old, but excited voice appeared in Liang Xin'er's ears, frightening her into attacking the people behind her.

Turning his head, he was a man with white hair and few wrinkles on his face...... Old man, this is true, Liang Xin'er was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak, she just looked at him in surprise.

This voice doesn't match her face, it really doesn't match, she doesn't like that.

"Is the master unhappy to see his subordinates?" The man's face was aggrieved, and his seductive peach blossom eyes blinked, as if he was about to cry.

"Don't hit my master's attention." Meng Ze appeared in front of Liang Xin'er, although he was not as tall as Liang Xin'er's thighs, but his hands were surrounded and domineering.

This is the proper appearance of the Protector.

"Master, is this your new little attendant?" The man looked at Meng Ze curiously, "Tut-tut, this is too weak." The disgust in his eyes is self-evident.

The owner used to be a powerful figure, but now how to collect such a small waste by his side, although he dislikes it, he has no malice.

"You're weak!" Not to be outdone, Meng Ze replied, this guy is really unlikable, Liang Xin'er listened to the chat between the two and did not interject.

"Hey! The little guy still has a temper. The white-haired men all squatted down and "looked at Meng Ze" at eye level, and their slender white and tender hands touched his little face, and Meng Ze was separated.

"In order, you call me the third brother, you know no." He is the third subordinate of the master, according to the rules set by the eldest brother, he is first come, first served, regardless of age and strength.

And these are also agreed by the owner, this little guy is still small, and his temper is hanging.

Underplayed!

It's just that I don't know how many laps this soft and cute body can withstand, and the man looks curiously and draws with a fist pen from time to time.

Liang Xin'er looked at the picture of the beautiful man, but her voice was like an old man, and the visual and auditory impact was a bit scary!

"Where can you hit my master's attention, she agrees! Hum! Meng Ze didn't buy it, and looked at him proudly, this old guy was very weird.

Next year is very old, but he wants to conjure up the appearance of a beautiful man, what a bird...... Beast...... As.

"Master, do you really not remember someone?" The man turned his gaze to Liang Xin'er.

It looks really pleasing to the eye, and the sound is really spicy to the ears!

"Can you be normal?" Liang Xin'er took two steps back in disgust and distanced herself from him, she was going to wash her eyes when she went out, no! Wash your ears.

"Hey, hey, it's not like I haven't seen my master for a long time." The man's voice suddenly turned into a mature male voice, and Liang Xin'er suddenly felt much more pleasant.

It was also she who felt that this man had no malice and let him mess around here.

"You are?" Liang Xin'er asked.

"Master, I'm going to be very sad when you look like this, I don't even remember Linlin!" The man's voice was aggrieved, and at the end, he touched the non-existent tears in the corners of his eyes.

This can be seen that this person is a joke!

This was somewhat speechless, Liang Xin'er looked at it with disgust, "Speak seriously." ”

"Oops! My name is Yanlin is the name you gave me when you first met me, and I haven't seen Xin'er master for a long time. Yan Lin gave Liang Xin'er a serious salute for a second.

Liang Xin'er squinted at this scene slightly, his voice and tone seemed to have been said by someone a long time ago, and now there are more and more things flashing in her mind, and she is almost unable to tell the difference.

Only Yan Lin knows how excited he is at this moment, I'm afraid it has been ten thousand years, waiting for the arrival of the master here, if it weren't for the fear of scaring the master, he would want to come forward and hug her.

He looked at Liang Xin'er warmly and excitedly, but the tears in the corners of his eyes at the moment were not fake.

was stunned for a long time before Liang Xin'er stepped forward to help him up.

"I'm sorry, I can't remember." Liang Xin'er said that she could understand his excitement and couldn't understand it.

"It's okay, don't blame the master!" Yan Lin was very happy to be able to meet the master, it was already an honor, and the master of that day's battle hurt his soul at all.

Now that he can complete his soul and merge it all over again, it is no longer a luxury to stand in front of him.

"You are the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family?" Liang Xin'er would not forget the matter of the imperial tomb in her heart, and she didn't have time to ask directly.

"Yes and no." Yan Lin replied.

Well?

After saving Xuanyuan's ancestor by chance a long time ago, he was also injured in the war, and his body was completely lost, so he found the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family.

Later, the ancestor of Xuanyuan found Nuwa's rock to make up the sky and grind it into paint to paint, and found 10,000-year-old ice silk to make painting paper and use it to nourish his soul.

But then he was discovered by that person, and he couldn't help the natural power of the 10,000-year-old ice silk and the mending stone, and in a fit of rage, he sealed himself in it.

Although his soul is in it, he is also happy to be idle, but occasionally he thinks of the time he spent with his masters, and he still seems lonely.

"Then do you know where the ancestors need to set up the imperial tomb?" After listening to these Liang Xin'er, she just felt a little emotional like listening to a story, and she didn't understand the hardships without memory.

"I know, in the Longling Mountain to the south, where is the dragon vein qi, with the formation I taught him, it can just cover the imperial tomb."

This imperial tomb was still taught by him to the old guy Xuanyuan at that time, but not long after the imperial tomb was completed, the old guy died, and no one came to talk to him again.

Yan Lin said with a little loneliness in his eyes.