Xu Qi'an's expression was stiff, no longer complacent, and he stared blankly at the white-clothed warlock.
In his mind, the red dress and the white dress instantly drifted away.
"Your mother is from the line five hundred years ago, that is, the younger sister of the chosen one I want to support now. Back then, I formed an alliance with him and helped him to the throne, so he married his younger sister to me. The most beautiful woman in the world Reliable allies are interests first, and in-laws second.
"After I married that golden branch and jade leaf, I focused on planning the Battle of Shanhaiguan to steal the fortune of the country At the end of the Battle of Shanhaiguan, you were born."
Huh!
Xu Qi'an let out a sigh of relief, and the red skirt and white skirt floated back again.
Although he can be regarded as a descendant of the Dafeng royal family, but that lineage was from 500 years ago, and it has nothing to do with Huaiqing and Lin'an.
People with the same surname in the previous life often said: We were one family five hundred years ago.
However, if we have to talk about it, Huaiqing and Lin'an are both my sisters.
Only then did he have the time to think about whether what cheap father said was true or not.
The timing is consistent. In the year I was born, according to my second uncle¡¯s memory, he and Xu Dalang fought in Shanhaiguan, so my aunt and biological mother took care of me for a long time
Xu Qi'an was taken aback for a moment, realizing something was wrong, and asked in a deep voice: "She, why did she give birth to me in the capital?"
While speaking, his face turned pale, and he felt that something in his body was in turmoil, trying to resist something.
At the same time, the martial artist's instinct was crazily warning, and there was still no specific picture, but the fear from the heart made him feel like a child stepping on a steel wire, who would fall at any time and be smashed to pieces.
This made Xu Qi'an realize that the magician in white has reached a critical moment in refining his luck. If he succeeds, this luck will belong to others and have nothing to do with him.
And he will also leave with this fate that is entangled with life, and he will die.
Regarding what his son was about to face, the warlock in white was neither happy nor sad, and his tone was as calm as ever:
"Your biological mother went to the capital quietly while I was not around, and gave birth to you there. I didn't know about it until I stole the luck."
"Why?"
Xu Qi'an's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he looked at him deeply.
The tone of the warlock in white did not fluctuate:
"You were born to accommodate luck and use it as a container. This is not only a game between me and that line, but also because the time has not come. Before there is an incident, it is not appropriate to implant luck into the body of that line of royal family.
"Your biological mother is a very scheming woman. She behaved resignedly and willingly gave up everything for the rise of the family, but that pretense. You are her first child, and she couldn't bear to have you die, so she fled to the capital to give birth to you." down.
"The prison is in the capital, he will be your biggest protection."
So that's the case Xu Qi'an sighed, and he no longer had any doubts.
I don't know why, but at this moment, what I think about in my heart is actually the old man who supervises.
Dafeng's worst lonely old man.
"So, Ji Qian is still my cousin?"
Xu Qi'an asked, the blood in his nose was left on his mouth, and he really wanted to wipe it off, but he couldn't move.
"right!"
The warlock in white nodded.
Killing is good, my cousin deserves to die, well, this is not what I said, this is what a well-known writer in the previous life said He slandered in his heart to relieve his anxiety.
"This is your backhand?"
At this moment, the warlock in white said suddenly.
Outside the valley, Dean Zhao Shou came with Xu Pingzhi.
"You are here as expected, you are here as expected"
Uncle Xu's voice was sharp, his expression was sad and fierce, and his eyes were red.
The warlock in white didn't look at him, and said softly:
"When I was young, I often brought him here to show him my formation. This is the secret base of our brothers. Later, the formation here became more and more perfect and stronger, and it condensed half of my life. hard work.
"But I can't give up this place because I can't let it go. It's not safe here, because besides me, there is Erlang who knows. You guessed it right, when I appear in full view, the technique of shielding the secrets will be broken by itself .Erro will think of me again.
"That's why I deliberately blocked your existence, so that his memory will be messed up again."
?But you didn¡¯t expect that I have already understood the mystery of the art of shielding the secrets of the heavens.sp; Zhao Shou gave a countermeasure calmly. With the collapse of the formation, Confucianism said that the power of the law followed further invaded this place.
The void suddenly boiled, and one after another, the unmatched sword intent emerged, unstoppable, cutting off the pattern.
This made it easier for Zhao Shou to advance forward, and when he was about to rush to the front, suddenly, the eyes of the old man Tiangu's body, which had no eyeballs but only the whites of the eyes, faintly lit up.
Zhao Shou suddenly lost his target, he stood there in a daze, the front was empty, without Xu Qi'an and the warlock in white.
This is an "unknown" method, it hides Xu Qi'an and the white-clothed warlock to delay time.
Zhao Shou frowned, raised his hand, and flicked the Confucian crown.
Confucian crown trembled, and there was a clear light like water waves. In the dark, a power shrouded in Zhao Shou was washed away, and the figures of Xu Qi'an and the white-clothed warlock appeared again.
"enough!"
The warlock in white smiled, he had completely refined the luck in Xu Qi'an's body.
"I didn't know that Second Uncle knew about this place."
At this time, he heard Xu Qi'an whispering.
The white-clothed warlock frowned. On his bloodline face, there was no despair and fear of imminent disaster, but calmness.
Xu Qi'an continued: "So, my real means of saving my life are not Zhao Shou and the ancestors of the Wulin League, at least I haven't fully pinned my hopes on them."
After a pause, a happy smile appeared on his face: "Are you really a prison officer who doesn't do anything?"
"Smelly bitch, what are you waiting for!"
he roared.
After the voice fell, behind Xu Qi'an, illusory, fluffy fox tails grew out, like peacocks spreading their tails, beautiful and terrifying
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