Regarding this explanation, Ji Guangnian nodded in agreement, but he knew in his heart that even if the dagger was a good dagger, the person who wanted to use it had a sense of proportion. Looking at life in detail, Mo Xingli's carving is excellent.

Holding Gu Yu's hand, he moved it slightly in front of her, Ji Guangnian pressed the flowing red directly on Gu Yu, and the blood touched Gu Yu, but it did not blend with it, and it was still resting on it perfectly.

Ji Guangnian looked at Nangong Le and saw that he didn't react much to the disharmony of her blood, and thought that this result was also expected.

"One blends, one doesn't!" Uk said.

Some also said: "Isn't this dripping blood to recognize relatives?" ”

It's ancient jade and blood, it's blended and unmelted, it really reminds people of dropping blood and recognizing relatives!

Nangong Le only said, "Look at it again." ”

After that, he took off a silver hairpin in his hair, walked to the collapse in three or two, skipped Lu Fenghe, and directly picked up Liu Mingyi's hand in the couch.

"Why can the two of them get along, but mine doesn't?" Ji Guangnian was puzzled.

You came to smile narrowly, "It's not good, the two of them are long-lost brothers." ”

Nangong Le said at this time: "This is the psychic blood jade that has been passed down from generation to generation in my Nangong family. Drip blood into it, if it is a descendant of Nangong, its blood must be dissolved in jade. ”

"Isn't it, did you really let Senior Brother Youlai guess correctly?" Nian Huluo felt incredible.

It's also incredible, and Ji Lightyear. When reading the e-book, the original text did not mention the specific life experience of Mo Xingli. It is only said that he was sold into a fireworks house when he was five years old, and he has no memory of that before that.

And the reason why Lu Fenghe took him like a family is because of the black iris carved jade in his hand.

Lu Fenghe didn't want to keep it for himself, but after all, it was something his mother gave him to play with when he was a child, and he just doubted that Mo Xingli was his half-brother.

She was still wondering if it was possible that these two were really brothers. Otherwise, how to explain that Lu Feng and his mother's jade pendant would appear on Mo Xingli's body. Lu Fenghe is five years old when Mo Xingli is long, and the time when Lu's mother was knocked off the cliff is exactly when Lu Fenghe is five years old, if Mo Xingli's age is slightly deviated, this inference is still reasonable.

Unconsciously, Ji Guangnian and Mo Xingli's eyes collided again.

"The point is, Xing Lijun and Liuqin Master are actually the descendants of the Nangong family?" The voice of the uk came.

Although Mo Xingli's expression was neither sad nor joyful, his eyes had a gloom that could not be concealed. Silent, surprisingly silent, silent as if what they were saying had nothing to do with him.

It seems that when the owner of Nangong Zhuang asked him about Lingzun Lingtang, he had a feeling that he couldn't speak.

Ji Guangnian was a little stunned, but Mo Xingli turned his face away and stopped looking at her. It's just that the corners of his mouth that are unconsciously slightly hooked, although the arc is small, Ji Guangnian still noticed it, it was a touch of self-deprecation.

The descendants of the Nangong family, perhaps, he is not rare! Why doesn't he have memories of when he was five years old? And why is it in the land of fireworks? It's all a mystery, maybe he knows, maybe he just wants to forget.

That staggered gaze, perhaps, some secrets, he didn't want others to peep.

"You may not know that the grievances in this city actually have no effect on the descendants of the Nangong family, if it weren't for Xi'er who invited Mingyi back by chance, the grievances in this city would have no effect on him, and I wouldn't know that he was actually the descendants of the Nangong family.

As for Xingli... When the kapok falls, you will not be disturbed by it, so you will be able to explain it clearly.

If you guess correctly, you should call me an aunt, and Mingyi is also a cousin. It's just..."

Nangong was happy to speak and stopped.

Mo Xingli said coldly: "The affairs of the Nangong family, if it has nothing to do with the black-robed qin soul, don't tell me!" I'm not interested in other people's things. Besides, I also said that since I have the surname Mo, the teacher is my reborn parents, and there will be no other relatives! The owner of Nangong Zhuang said. ”

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