Sure enough, Hall Master Liu came prepared. Could it be that he has already figured out his own details?

For a long time, the Yingtian family has changed their faces, neither using their real names, but even all kinds of archival materials have been completely changed with the help of Liang Zisheng and Lao Ji. The Nangong family couldn't easily find them, how did Hall Master Liu see through the secret and make it impossible for him to hide?

At this point, Yingtian is still grateful to Xie Baiman, this woman has never revealed her whereabouts. However, he didn't know that Xie Meinu just wanted to keep a super spare tire.

"Uncle Yu, do you know my father?" Yingtian's face changed slightly, still pretending to be calm, and looked at Liu Zhenyu vigilantly.

He suddenly remembered that when the two met for the first time, although Hall Master Liu saw the "Hongling Sword Technique" he used, didn't he already dispel his doubts?

Liu Zhenyu's heart was pounding, and he didn't move. He raised his right hand and said lightly: "Don't be nervous, I won't do anything to you, Yingtian!" ”

In fact, he only has a little eyebrow now, and he can't be sure of Yingtian's true identity. Therefore, he has to carefully observe this kid's reaction, step by step, and deceive and lure.

Although Yingtian sat firmly on Mount Tai, the true qi in his body was faintly mobilized.

Liu Zhenyu didn't call him Ren Tianxiang anymore, but said his real name! At this time, the Mud Pill Palace between his eyebrows also squirmed rapidly, and his divine thoughts instantly emanated, but he did not detect any movement outside.

Because the difference between the martial arts realm and the real strength is too great, even though the internal qi overflowing from Yingtian's body is difficult to find, Liu Zhenyu is close at hand, and he has a faint sense. There was a twinkle in his eyes, and he was more and more sure of his conjecture.

Liu Zhenyu was full of excitement, and he rushed out of his mouth: "Tang Yingtian! Are you really Tang Yingtian of Tangjiawan in Guocheng? ”

With a "boom", Yingtian's brain was running rapidly, and the true qi around his body burst out. He was ready to flee, even if he didn't have any chance of winning in front of the powerful Liu Zhenyu, he would do his best.

At the same time, an incomparable majestic coercion suddenly enveloped it, not only suppressing the surging true qi on Yingtian's body, but also covering the small world in the private room tightly.

Yingtian's eyes were raised, and he suddenly felt that this coercive force was not malicious. He observed Hall Master Liu's expression, sensed the emotions in his heart, and made a bold judgment at this moment.

As her cognition and feelings matured further, Yingtian became more and more confused about her ethereal state of frequent intoxication, and it became more difficult to understand why she could resonate with the small area around her.

Because of this, he has the ability to sense the psychological state of others. In other words, it's the ability to read minds. Even if it's just a preliminary mind reading, there is no one on the Aqua Blue Star.

Moreover, Yingtian has the ability to resist Xie Baiman's fox temptation. It's just that he is currently a fan of the authorities and doesn't know these abilities.

At this time, what he didn't know was that he had such a clear judgment through reading the mind of Hall Master Liu.

"Uncle Yu, do you have any relationship with the Hongling Sword Technique?" Yingtian's question is clear. He slyly did not answer Hall Master Liu's question directly, but asked rhetorically according to his own judgment, wanting to verify a conjecture.

Sure enough, when both sides gradually understood, Liu Zhenyu smiled and said: "The founder of "Hongling Sword Technique" is Tang Shuwen, and he and I are also brothers and friends. You say, is there a relationship between us? ”

Yingtian was overjoyed in her heart, and tears were already overflowing in her eyes. After so many years, I finally met someone related to my father! It was as if he would be able to hear from his father and know his whereabouts, how could he not be excited and sad?

"Yingtian, you are very good, you have lived up to your father's expectations." Liu Zhenyu looked at him with tears in his eyes, and he also became sad.

In an instant, Yingtian's heart ached. The sadness and pain, longing and sorrow that have accumulated for a long time ferment together in an instant.

Those tens of thousands of wisps of affection, like invisible threads from the old houses in Tangjiawan in Guocheng, from the clothes and mounds of Jiaweng Lin, from Baita Mountain, Wanliuba, Bamaodi, Black Market Boxing Stadium, and from Qingshen Mountain and Danding Peak and other places, continue to converge, and drill into Yingtian's body one by one, circling for a while, intertwined again and again, making him feel sad and sad.

Yingtian suddenly lay on the table, his head buried between his arms, tears pouring down like a flood that burst the embankment.

The various feelings and thoughts that were intertwined in my heart flew up, and the silk threads that penetrated my chest one by one, piercing my body and mind like a needle and a sword.

The invisible silk thread is weaving the image of my father from far and near, conveying the heart-wrenching cry of the family. It's been many years since I've been so sad, and Yingtian at this time can't control herself anymore, crying silently and trembling constantly.

Liu Zhenyu looked at Yingtian, who buried his head in the crook of his arm and sobbed, it was hard to imagine that the self-confident, resolute, mature and capable young man who had always been steady and calm was the young man in front of him who was as heartbroken as a child.

He stretched out his right hand, gently rubbed Yingtian's head, and whispered lovingly: "Yingtian, don't cry, Uncle Yu will help you." ”

After a while, Yingtian wiped the tears from his face, slowly raised his head, opened his red eyes, and quickly regained his calm. He took a sip of tea and said in a calm tone, "Uncle Yu, do you know my father's situation?" ”

Liu Zhenyu nodded slightly, and shook his head gently: "I know a little about the previous situation, but I only heard a little about the things after that." Then he began to whisper.

It turned out that in ancient times, the Dugu family and the Liu family and the Ji family were actually the same family, and they became a family after historical evolution.

A few years ago, the Dugu family and the Ji family intermarried with each other and gradually formed a husband-and-wife-like family relationship. Although the Liu family maintained secret contact with a small number of Dugu family members, the relationship between the brothers gradually drifted apart.

Liu Zhenyu said: "Yingtian, your father and I have known each other many years ago, we have similar interests and ideas, just like brothers. More than ten years ago...... Well, seven or eight years ago, when I met him by the Lingjiang River, he showed me the newly created "Hongling Sword Technique", and I also made a few small suggestions. ”

After speaking, he smiled slightly, and when he saw that Yingtian had no reaction, he was relieved.

At this time, Yingtian was too focused on everything about his father, he was listening, and he was thinking even more, so much so that he ignored the words that Uncle Yu almost said. Moreover, these words are related to a little secret of his life experience.

Then, Liu Zhenyu said: "The Ji family's style of acting has always been relatively domineering, our Liu family has no contact with them many years ago, and there are still some small contradictions between the two sides. ”

When he said this, he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Yingtian, I haven't heard the exact news of your father all these years, but judging from all indications, I estimate that he was not killed, but was arrested!" ”

Yingtian's eyes lit up, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Yu, I don't believe that my father is gone." According to my mother's recollection, three people came to Tangjiawan, two of them were tall and the other was an old man. ”

"Also, a neighbor told me that he saw a large milky white mist in the place where my father had disappeared. They are ruthless enough to send the Grand Master directly. I think at least two of the three are Grand Masters. ”