In the magnificent Ming Hall, everyone gathered.

On the main seat, the woman wore a green silk bun, wearing a light purple long skirt, which was long and dragged to the ground, with a thin waist restrained by a cloud belt, and a jade bracelet with a little powder.

looks like he is no more than thirty years old, although he has not spoken, but he gives people a supreme coercion.

The head of the Ji family, Ji Nianhan.

Don't look at it as a female streamer, in this Tianshan City, no one dares to be disrespectful.

At this moment, the two Song Cunsong brothers stood on top of the Ming Hall, clasped their fists with both hands, and bowed down and shouted in unison:

"Song Cunsong, Song family."

"Song Yuangeng."

"I've seen the head of the Ji family."

The voice was full of awe.

They are both members of the ancient clan, with a huge disparity in strength, and they create dignity and humility.

Ji Nian ignored the two of them coldly and indifferently, and looked at Gu Moli, naturally he could see the breath in his body at a glance.

Less than the strength of the Holy Realm, the breath is extremely weak, but it is the bloodline of the Ji family!

"Xin Lin, take the two of them to the side hall to wait first, take care of them, the head of the Song family has found my Ji family who is outcast, and I will not be treated badly."

A cold word floated in, and Song Cunsong hurriedly replied: "The head of the Ji family is serious, Song's move is not to invite merit and reward. ”

"The bloodline of the Ji family is all talented, if it is left out, what an accident happens, what a pity, this is not the damage of the Ji family, but the loss of the entire Tianshui City."

When Ji Nianhan heard this, he smiled indifferently.

How could she not hear the meaning of the words that seemed to be extremely sincere.

"Master of the Song family, this love, my Ji family naturally owes it, the two of you will go to the side hall to sit for a while."

"Yes."

Song Cunsong and the others surrendered, and they were overjoyed in their hearts, and they came this time in order to get this sentence.

After the two left, Ji Nianhan's smiling look disappeared instantly.

"Tell me who did the good deeds out there! Give my Ji family a continuation of the incense! ”

The cold voice echoed in the Ming Hall, and everyone present was frightened and bowed their heads silently.

One by one, they could feel that the head of the family was already angry.

The Ji family rarely marries, but whenever a man marries a woman, he does not need to be appointed by the head of the family.

Ordinary people, how can they be worthy of the Ji family.

As for the chaotic things, no one dares to do them.

Seeing that no one spoke, Ji Nianhan slowly got up and walked in front of Gu Moli.

"Amnesia?"

"Hehe......"

Ji Nianhan looked around Gu Moli and smiled coldly.

Then he took his wrist with one hand.

A wisp of True Qi proven, and it was obvious that he had suffered severe damage to his brain.

Injured to such an extent, amnesia is inevitable, and there is no hope of recovery.

Not only that, but this person was even pregnant.

This is even more of a shame for the Ji family!

"Since none of you have opened your mouth to admit it, then, don't blame me for dealing with it according to family law."

When the words fell, Mingtang was silent, and still no one answered.

It's not their business, and no one admits it.

Ji Nianhan's eyes were cold, and he stretched out one hand, and Gu Mo came out of the sword of separation in his hand.

The sword was unsheathed, but it radiated a faint light.

Ji Nianhan held the sword in one hand and was stunned.

Just because I felt the aura emanating from the sword body, it was even stronger.

The breath of the Ji family is all driven by blood, a sword is just a foreign object, how can it contain it?

In confusion, he held the hilt of the sword with one hand and exerted a slight force, but he couldn't pull it out.

Again, it's still the same.

In Ji Nianhan's eyes, it was difficult to hide a trace of surprise.

Not only her, but everyone present.

The head of the family has the power of the pinnacle of the Nine Realms of the Emperor, and he can't pull out a sword?

How is this possible?

"Nian Han, you can't open this sword."

The old man's words floated in.

Everyone looked for prestige, and immediately saluted.

"Ancestor."

Outside the Ming Hall, a rickety figure walked in.

Looking at its old appearance, it is obvious that it is about to come to the end of its life.

Even if you have the power of the emperor, there will be a day when the oil runs out.

It can be seen that the old man's age is so terrifying.

"Grandmother, why are you here?"

Ji Nianhan was obviously surprised, he never imagined that his grandmother would come at this moment.

"Let's all get out."

The old lady moved forward and sat straight on the throne.

Although Ji Nianhan is the head of the family, as long as the old man lives for one day, he will be the supreme leader of the Ji family.

There is no doubt about that.

"Yes, Ancestor."

Among the people, whether it was the top or the emperor, they all obediently obeyed the order and withdrew from the Ming Hall.

"Nian Han, you also go out and leave the sword."

The old lady sat firmly on the throne and spoke indifferently.

Ji Nianhan's red lips moved slightly, but he didn't dare to be disobedient, bowed, and turned to walk out.

In an instant, the Ming Hall was slightly empty, and there were only two people left.

The old woman's withered palm was thrown casually, and an invisible wave condensed in front of the door, forming a true qi barrier.

Outside the Ming Hall, Ji Nianhan couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw this.

For so many years, my grandmother had not been able to go into retreat, and she never asked about family affairs, but today it is abnormal.

"Boy, come here."

On the main seat, the old woman smiled slightly and waved her hand gently.

Gu Moli moved forward.

Her mind was blank, and she was still in a state of silence at the moment.

The withered old man took the Liqing Sword from Gu Moli's hand, feeling the aura contained in it, and a layer of mist rose in his cloudy eyes.

The palms trembled, and they kept stroking back and forth.

exerted a slight force, but like that Ji Nianhan, he couldn't pull it out.

"It seems that my sister is still angry with me."

"My parents have passed away, and I haven't been able to see my sister until I die, and I regret it."

"And I'm also dying."

"After all these years, you still refuse to forgive?"

A sentence of sound floated in the Ming Hall, blocked by the true qi barrier, and could not leak out at all.

If there is no amnesia, through the word "sister", Gu Moli can naturally recognize who the old man in front of him is.

must be surprised that it is the sister of Ji Die'er.

And at this moment, it is a blank look.

In fact, it is.

This person is Ji Die'er's sister, Ji Yuer.

Thousands of flowers bloom red butterfly jade, don't follow the humble world.

One butterfly and one jade, two sisters, born in the Ji family, are destined not to be contaminated with worldly feelings.

However, her sister Ji Die'er eloped with Na Mo Xuanwen, which caused the Ji family to be angry.

For a full ten minutes, Mingtang was silent, and Ji Yuer didn't speak again, falling into the memories of the past.

"This sword is in your hand, can you open it?"

In a light word, there is a bit of pleading, or a look of expectation.

Gu Moli nodded and held the hilt of the sword with one hand.

Hmmm-

Without exerting force, a sword roar suddenly sounded.

The faint sword light reflected the surroundings.

Ji Yu'er's eyes moved slightly.

I can't even urge it, and a person who hasn't even reached the holy realm can easily pull it out.

Then he couldn't help but smile bitterly and murmured: "It seems that my sister has chosen this person." ”

After the words fell, he looked at Gu Moli and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Divorce."

Gu Moli looked at the sword body, and there were only these two words on it.

Let her mistakenly think that this is her name.

"The flowers and shadows in the fog are still beautiful, the fade is plain, and the cold gray candles are emotional."

"Divorce, divorce ......"

Ji Yuer muttered the word repeatedly.

"It's not a good name."

"Since you are the inheritor of your sister, you have the blood of the Ji family flowing in your body."

"From now on, your name will be ......"

"Ji Nianyin."

……