However, at this moment, Songhe Mingyin did not answer them. He looked strange, his eyes fell directly on the beautiful ice coffin, and he stared at the girl inside without blinking. He was originally weak.

His face now looks even more haggard, his eye sockets are sunken, as if he has sunk into a deep past...

For a long time, I could only hear his trembling lips and a voice that sounded like he was murmuring in his sleep: "Bing'er... Bing'er... I brought your children to you... You should be very happy to see them...

…”

His voice sounded so painful that others frowned unconsciously.

"Is it weird?" Huahua bit her lip, "Why does this weird old man look at Yiluo's mother with such tender eyes? He must have a crush on her..."

Xiangxiang's face darkened: "Huahua, don't make random guesses!"

"Tch!" Huahua curled her lips and glanced randomly to the side, but she happened to meet Xue Yan's fiery eyes, which scared her. She immediately lowered her head and didn't dare to look around anymore...

"Songhe Mingyin!" Mu Juebing stared at him with a hint of impatience. He didn't like the way Songhe Mingyin looked at his mother, and gently made him uneasy, "What on earth do you want to say? If you were us

enemy, why did you protect my mother's body so carefully? Why did you save Yiluo and let us reunite? If you were not an enemy, why did you hurt Xiao Cheng, Aunt Qin, and my wife? Song Heming

Yin, stop being so secretive and just tell the truth!"

"The truth?!" Hearing this word, Songhe Mingyin's voice suddenly rose a little higher. He raised his head, looked at Mu Juebing, and then at Yiluo, seeming to wake up from his memories little by little, "Mu Juebing

Juebing, Yiluo, do you really want to know the truth?"

"certainly!"

"certainly!"

Two different voices, but the same firm answer.

"Haha, okay. Then I'll tell you!" He finally compromised and his eyes fell on the ice coffin again, "Bing'er, I didn't have the chance to see them when you were alive. Now, I'll tell you in front of you.

They are ready. Mu Juebing, Yiluo, listen carefully, now I want to tell you - your mother - the true identity!"

True identity?!

Bing and Yiluo looked at each other, their eyes met, and they gave each other strength with their eyes.

"Say it, let's listen!" At this moment, Bing held Yiluo's hand and met Songhe Mingyin's eyes.

At this moment, Songhe Mingyin suddenly burst into laughter and said to the ice coffin: "Bing'er, this day has finally arrived. I have been waiting for a long time, and I can finally speak! Listen, your mother

, she has a nice name, her full name is - Song, He, Bing,er!"

"Songhe Bing'er?" Iroh's dark eyes suddenly shrank, "How is this possible?! Songhe is a noble surname in Japan. Only people from the Songhe family have the right to get this surname. But the whole world knows that now

The Songhe family, if they are from my mother’s generation

, there are only two brothers Songhe, your brother Songhe Jinxiu, and the rest is you——Hell Pavilion Master Songhe Mingyin, I used to go in and out of the Japanese government’s confidential network every day, and I clearly remember your family’s secret network.

There is no Songhe Binger in the family tree!"

However, upon hearing Yiluo's rebuttal, Songhe Mingyin's face suddenly darkened, and an extremely strong anger quickly burned on his face: "Humph, there is no Songhe Bing'er? Haha, the genealogy of the Songhe family

Of course there will be no Songhe Bing'er here, because as early as more than 20 years ago, she was removed from the family tree for violating family taboos!"

"Violating a family taboo?" Mu Juebing frowned, "What taboo?!"

"Run away, get married, elope!" Songhe Mingyin gritted his teeth and said every word. The anger in his eyes was so strong that Xiaozhi and the others felt that he was almost about to lose his

The teeth were broken.

"Escape from marriage?!"

"elopement?!"

Such words would never occur to Bing and Yiluo.

A group of people looked at me and I looked at you, not only shocked, but also shocked.

"I think I know who you are." Bing lowered his eyes and was silent for a long time. He slowly raised his head and looked at Songhe Mingyin. Then he gently opened his lips under everyone's gaze and called out: "Uncle.

"

"Uncle...uncle..."

Like a big stone dropped into a calm pond, this sudden title made everyone dumbfounded.

Including the five guardians of Hell Pavilion.

The moment he called out his uncle, even Shura couldn't help but frown.

Although they had always guessed that the pavilion master had an unspeakable relationship with Mu Juebing and Yiluo, they never thought that there would be such a close blood relationship...

Xiaozhi turned around and looked at him blankly, with a confused look on her face: "Bing, what did you call him just now?"

"Uncle." Mu Juebing looked at Songhe Mingyin expressionlessly, "You are Yiluo and I's uncle, right?"

"It seems that you still have some brains!" Songhe Mingyin pursed his lips and gave a narrow smile: "Tell me, why do you say such a thing? Why do you think that I am your uncle?"

"Since my father passed away and I took the remaining troops of the Qingyun Society to Japan, the words "Hell Pavilion" began to appear in my life. From that time on, I realized that I had encountered a new opponent.

It's just that I didn't expect that the Hell Pavilion would be like a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from, so long-lasting and so thrilling." Bing said calmly, as if he was talking about a story related to himself.

"However, I have been wondering why Hell Pavilion never hurt me directly, but always hurt the people around me. During this period, you indirectly hurt Jin, Xingtong, Xiangxiang and Xiaoxing."

, it was not until the end that you finally pointed the finger directly at Xiaocheng, Aunt Qin and Xiaozhi. I didn't understand it before coming here, but I understand it now..."

"You are doing it for your mother, you want to help her avenge her." Bing paused for a while, and suddenly a trace of sadness appeared on his face, "I remember when I was a child, my father often didn't come home, and my mother was always taking care of me and Xiaobing. At that time...

"

Bing looked at Yiluo and continued, "My mother often told me that I am the brother, so I should take good care of my brother and be the best brother in the world. She also mentioned inadvertently that she once had a brother

Good brother, the best brother in the world..."

"Really...is that so...your mother mentioned me..." At this moment, hearing Mu Juebing say this, the voice of the pine and crane sounded like a withered face suddenly burst into life, "Bing'er...said

I am a good brother..."

"Yes. That's what my mother said." Bing nodded honestly, "It's just that at that time, she never said anything about her life experience, and that sentence was only accidentally let out. If what you said today is true, then

Calculating all this, it couldn't be simpler. But I didn't expect that my mother would be from the Songhe family, and she actually... escaped from marriage to be with my father..."

"So that's it." Iroh murmured and raised his head thoughtfully, "That's why you...uncle...will take away my mother and my body...and then save me, right..."

Songhe Mingyin looked at Yiluo, his eyes slowly softened, and nodded: "Yes, I saved you! This may be the only thing I can do to make up for Bing'er! But Yiluo, I'm sorry, I can only save you.

If you are half the same person, you will have nothing to show for these years, but you will not be able to take even one step on your own..."

"No, Pavilion Master, don't say that!" This time, before Yiluo could answer, Shumo couldn't help but said, "Pavilion Master, you have paid enough to save Duanmu Yiluo these years! Really?

No need to blame yourself anymore!!”

pay?!

This word suddenly flashed through Iroh and Ghost's minds like a bolt of lightning.

"So..." Iroh thought for a moment and suddenly smiled, "That's right! Most people may not be able to take a step into Japan's premier Royal Hospital, but I can live in it for most of my life without any worries!

I was originally lonely and unaccompanied, but one day someone brought me a little girl with blue eyes to keep me company! I lay in bed all day bored, and someone brought me a computer.

There is one

A lot of books about the Internet! Although I met Huahua and Xiangxiang later by chance, without that computer, I would not have met xj, let alone Bing! Later, I asked Xingtong to leave, and I became ill again

Heavy, but someone other than xj has been watching me! All of this seems to have no connection, but now when I look back, those people have never been malicious to me, but are secretly helping me and taking care of me! "

Iroh raised his head and met the eyes on the other end: "Uncle, now that I think of it, that person should be you!"

Songhe Mingyin smiled and acquiesced.

At this time, everyone was moved and confused in their hearts, but one person's face remained as cold as ice, becoming more and more gloomy.

"Master, I think now is not the time to recognize one's relatives." At this moment, Zhan Tian's face tightened, with an indescribable pain on his face, "Even...even if Songhe Mingyin is the master's

Uncle, but don’t forget, how did the president die? And... Xiao Cheng and Aunt Qin... they are suffering now..."

As soon as Zhan Tian finished speaking, everyone's attention was immediately attracted to the two black and thick wooden stakes in the secret room.

Yes, Xiaocheng and Aunt Qin are still tied up...

Scarred and dying...

The most important thing now is to save them...

Looking at the scene in front of him, Mu Juebing's heart suddenly felt like a five-flavor bottle had been flipped over, with an indescribable taste.

Got an extra brother.

There is another uncle.

Suddenly there were a few more relatives connected by blood in this world. It was originally a happy and warm thing, but now, he felt so heavy and depressed...

"Pavilion Master, may I ask you, why did you want to harm my father?" Mu Juebing looked at him, as if there was a steel needle in his chest, piercing his heart one by one.

His father was killed by his uncle...

God, why do you have to let me face this situation...

"Ahem——"

"Cough cough cough——"

Songhe Mingyin frowned, then covered his chest and started coughing violently.

"Pavilion Master!" Shu Mo was startled and quickly took out the previous medicine bottle from her arms and handed it to him. However, this time she was pushed away by Songhe Mingyin, "Don't worry, no need!"

This time he suffered from a mental illness, not a physical one, so this medicine bottle won't work!
Chapter completed!