Chapter 97: Lots of Secrets "I'm going back to my room," Jing Yirong turned and left.
Nalan Zhenqi stared at Jing Yirong's back, "Actually, master has really changed a lot. She never talked to us before, nor asked our opinions. She will not let go of those who hurt us, but she
I will slowly get closer to the crowd."
Qiao Shuang'er stared at Nalan Zhenqi intently, "You really respect your master."
"It was my master who taught me how to survive," Nalan Zhenqi will never forget that it was Jing Yirong who brought him to the deep palace, taught him martial arts and taught him how to be a human being.
Qiao Shuang'er listened and looked at you Yue Ya, would you be willing to let Nalan Zhenqi make a choice like this?
The next day will be Xue Tian's birthday, but white cloths have been hung up and down the Xue family fort today, and all the servants have sad faces. Even the meals sent to the guest rooms are all vegetarian, and there is not even a shred of pork to be found.
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"What happened in Xuejiabao?" Qiao Shuang'er asked, putting down her chopsticks that she couldn't figure out.
The servant shook his head, "Today is the death anniversary of the eldest young master, so I ask for your understanding.
"Young Master?" Qiao Shuang'er scratched her head, "How did you die?"
Nalan Zhijin was still drinking soup, but he choked after hearing Qiao Shuang'er's question.
"Girl, forgive me for not saying more, please take your time." The servant lowered his head and retreated.
"You're already dead and you still don't want to tell me, what's the secret?" Qiao Shuang'er ignored Nalan Zhijin and muttered to herself.
Jing Yirong looked at her, "A person who is willing to celebrate his son's death anniversary in front of people in the world on the day before his fiftieth birthday must have infinite love for this son, and he also hopes that everyone will not forget Xuejiabao.
There was an eldest young master, or there was some connection between the eldest young master of the Xue family and Mu Zixuan, so Mu Zixuan hated the Xue Family Fort but couldn't do anything about it."
"You are indeed very smart." King Junqi walked into Jing Yirong's room.
Jing Yirong smiled lightly, "King Junqi came uninvited. He won't just praise me. Is there any news you want to tell me?"
"If you want to know what the relationship between the eldest son of the Xue family is and Mu Zixuan, you can go to the back mountain in the surrounding area of Xue Family Fort. The grave of the eldest son of the Xue family is on the back mountain. If Mu Zixuan is really related to the Xue family
What kind of connection does the eldest young master have? She will definitely show up on this important day."
"Why did you tell me such important news? Don't forget that we are enemies now." Jing Yirong reminded King Junqi.
King Junqi smiled slightly, "I like exciting games, so the higher the difficulty, the greater my interest. Only an exciting and difficult battle will make me feel that life is fun."
Jing Yirong was silent. It was true that King Junqi was similar to her in some respects, but her indifference was something she was used to, while King Junqi's coldness was somewhat depressing, as if something was pressing deep in his heart.
"What a pervert," Qiao Shuang'er said while chewing tofu.
Nalan Zhijin nodded in agreement.
"After eating, let's go to the back mountain together." King Junqi ignored Qiao Shuang'er's words and said to Jing Yirong.
Jing Yirong stood up and said, "You can go now."
After Jing Yirong stood up, the three Nalan brothers and Xiao Yan naturally followed her. Qiao Shuang'er wanted to follow Nalan Zhenqi again, so she hurriedly put down her bowls and chopsticks to follow. Anyway, they were all vegetarian dishes, and they had no taste at all.
It's better to go and see Mu Zixuan. The men's clothes are so handsome. If you put on female makeup, although you won't be as stunning as Jing Yi, you will definitely be more gorgeous.
When the group arrived at the back mountain, they saw Mu Zixuan standing in front of the tomb from a distance, still wearing a green shirt. The breeze pointed at her tied up black hair, making her whole person look even paler.
"She always looks sick, how come she is ranked third? Tie Gulu won't fool you." Qiao Shuang'er looked at Mu Zixuan's figure from a distance and looked so thin.
"He didn't dare." "He didn't dare."
Jing Yirong and King Junqi spoke in unison again, with both arrogance and arrogance in their eyes.
Nalan Qingyi glanced at the two of them with a complicated look. They had so much in common that he actually felt dangerous.
The group of people stood behind the trees and did not move forward. With the inner strength of King Junqi and Jing Yirong, they could completely hear every word Mu Zixuan said in front of the tomb.
The word "Xue Yu" on the stone tablet is like a knife thrust into the heart. Although the wound has been pulled out, there is no news. On this day every year, it will be torn apart again, making people feel that they can't breathe, and deep down in their hearts.
I don't know whether it was hate or love, all the emotions were buried in the soil with his death.
"Do you think that if you die, I won't touch Xue Jiabao?" Mu Zixuan's complicated emotions floated in his eyes, "Your death can't make my hatred disappear at all. Old Taoist Xuanyang once said, it can make Xue Jiabao
This year the family fort will be destroyed. It is time for the prophecy to come true. I will quietly watch all the people in Xuejia Fort die in front of me one by one. I will use their baptisms to honor my people.
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Mu Zixuan's every word was engraved with heavy pain, and her thin body could no longer bear the heavy emotions.
In the distance, Nalan Zhijin moved his body. He was too tired to keep the same posture and didn't want to step on a branch.
Mu Zixuan immediately turned around, "Who?"
Nalan Zhijin lowered his head nervously, Jing Yirong and Jun Qi looked at each other, then walked towards Mu Zixuan openly.
"How much have you heard?" Mu Zixuan asked coldly.
"It's not too much, but it's not too little either. Because you don't speak much, you can't understand the doubts in your heart after listening to every word." Jing Yirong admitted generously.
Mu Zixuan looked at Huijing Yirong quietly, stopped talking and moved to leave.
When Mu Zixuan and Jing Yirong were about to pass each other, Jing Yirong spoke again, "I suddenly want to see what kind of skills Mr. Mu has, so that he can rank third in the world."
"Are you sure you want to see it?" Mu Zixuan asked meaningfully.
Jing Yirong nodded, "I'm really curious."
Mu Zixuan's eyes searched around the crowd and finally landed on Nalan Zhijin. He smiled slowly and walked towards Nalan Zhijin.
"Don't touch him." Jing Yirong said.
"Don't be nervous, I just want him to see what he is most eager to see now." Mu Zixuan knelt down in front of Nalan Zhijin and handed his hand to Nalan Zhijin, "I think you are most eager to see now.
people."
Nalan Zhijin glanced at Jing Yirong and handed his hand to Mu Zixuan, thinking about the figure of his dream at night.
Mu Zixuan held Nalan Zhijin's hand, and a beam of light bloomed from between the two people's hands. It was so bright that people couldn't help but block their eyes. From a distance, Mu Zixuan looked like a bright star.
A ball of light, Nalan Zhijin was wrapped in her light. Everything in Nalan Zhijin's eyes suddenly began to change. Through the light, he saw his mother appearing in front of him with a smile. She stretched out her hand and said softly to herself: "
Zhi Jin, grab my mother and she will take you to hide and seek."
"Mother..." Nalanzhi's eyes were filled with fascination, "Mother, you are back."
Jing Yirong watched in a daze as Nalan Zhijin took her hand and called her mother.
Mu Zixuan looked at Jing Yirong, "My ability is illusion. The scene he is seeing now is what she most hopes to see and longs for. I can make people live in the illusion of happiness forever, or I can make people live forever.
Living with painful memories.”
"Mom, I'm going to find my master to practice martial arts. Can you come and pick me up later?" Nalanzhi Jin's innocent voice made a pleasant sound. There was only joy on his cheeks. In his fantasy, was his mother
Can Affinity Master and Master exist at the same time?
Jing Yirong held Nalan Zhijin's hand and felt it sting. She could not realize Nalan Zhijin's dream.
"Don't worry, he will wake up from the illusion soon." Mu Zixuan turned and left, "Whoever destroys the Xue Family Fort is mine."
Jing Yirong handed Nalan Zhijin to Nalan Zhenqi. There was really no way to look at Nalan Zhijin's eager and happy eyes. For the first time, she felt the pain of ruining a beautiful dream. Nalan Zhijin
His wounds are no longer something he can soothe.
"Jing Yirong, just now Mu Zixuan said that Taoist Xuanyang predicted that the person who destroyed Xuejia Fort would appear. Do you think it is you or me?" King Junqi asked with great interest.
Jing Yirong sneered, "I won't speculate on things that haven't happened, but I'm going to make a decision on Mu Zixuan."
Mu Zixuan's illusion skills opened Jing Yirong's eyes. He didn't expect that such a person existed. He thought of Ye Xieming appearing out of thin air. Was he also using illusion skills? Now that he thought about it, it didn't seem to be the case.
His eyes fell on the tombstone. What was the relationship between Xue Yu, the eldest son of the Xue family, and Mu Zixuan? Mu Zixuan's illusions were so powerful that they should be more than enough to deal with a mere Xue family fort. Why couldn't he do it?
Jing Yirong asked everyone to go back to their rooms, but she wandered around Xuejiabao. She firmly believed that Mu Zixuan and Xuejiabao must have an ulterior secret.
"Who are you?" A deep voice came from behind, and Jing Yirong turned around. The old man in front of her was tall and straight. Although he was old, he was in good spirits, and there was an inviolable majesty in his eyes. "Who are you?"
Xue Tian was stunned. He didn't expect that there would be someone who didn't recognize him. "Xue Tian, the Lord of Xue Family Fort."
"Are you Xue Tian?" Jing Yirong looked him up and down. He originally thought that the famous master of Xue Family Fort would at least have a kind face and look like a good old man. But when he saw him today, he didn't look kind at all. Instead, he looked serious.
There is a layer of gloominess in his eyebrows that cannot be ignored.
Xue Tian was slightly surprised by Jing Yirong's attitude, "Who are you? I have never seen a girl who dares to act so ignorant of etiquette."
"Jing Yirong," Jing Yirong's words were concise.
"Are you Jing Yirong?" Xue Tian's eyes were not only filled with shock, but also had another kind of look that was hard to see through, as if he was thinking of something.
Jing Yirong looked at Xue Tian, "Why does Lord Xue know about me? I'm already so famous?"
"I have admired you for a long time and have been respectful to you for a long time." Xue Tian said meaningfully, "Tomorrow is my fiftieth birthday. I hope Miss Jing will have a great time."
"With Lord Xue's warm reception, I will definitely have a great time." Jing Yirong smiled.
Xue Tian nodded and walked away. A different light flashed in his eyes. He walked all the way to Taoist Xuanyang's residence and opened the door. "The person you said can destroy my Xue Family Fort, I
I have seen her just now, and she is just a yellow-haired girl. I want to see how she destroys the Xue Family Fort that I built with my own hands."
"Master Xue Fort, she should not be underestimated." Taoist Xuanyang walked towards Xue Tian, "You cannot violate the destiny of Heaven. The end of the Xuejia Fort is approaching. I advise Lord Xue Castle to comply with the destiny of Heaven."
"Delusion!" Xue Tian glared at Taoist Xuanyang, "As long as I can save the Xuejia Fort, I will do anything to kill it. I don't care about annihilating another clan."