A flash of coldness flashed across her eyes. Mu Hanyue turned to look at the man in black in the blood pool and snorted coldly: "I thought you really wanted to continue to pretend to be mute."
The man in black slowly raised his head, and his face appeared in the sight of the three people.
It was an extremely handsome face, with cold arrogance between the brows and indifference in the eyes. There was also endless vicissitudes of life, and it was also covered with a layer of darkness.
Looking at this face, a flash of surprise flashed in Mu Hanyue's eyes. She turned to look at Yunlou again, then looked at the man in black, and raised her eyebrows: "Your appearance is somewhat similar to this one."
They don't look alike at first glance, after all, they are two completely different temperaments.
But if you look closely, you will find that the appearance of the man in black is very similar to that of Yun Lou.
The contours and face shape, as well as the eyes.
After hearing her words, the man in black turned his eyes to Yunlou beside her. When he looked at that face, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he became calm.
His change of mood was beyond Mu Hanyue's expectation. She thought he would be shocked, so she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "What is your relationship with him? You are also a member of the Yun clan, right?"
This is almost certain. If they were not members of the Yun clan, how could they be imprisoned here in the forbidden area of the Yun clan.
Moreover, he and Yun Lou have similar looks. If they say there is no relationship between the two, I would not believe it to my death.
Yunlou narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in black, feeling a little surprised and surprised in his heart, astonished by his appearance.
There is no such a number one figure in his mind, and he has never heard anyone from the family mention it. Does he really have any connection with the Yun family?
The man in black smiled slowly, his eyes full of vicissitudes of life: "I am the ancestor of the Yun family."
Even his gentle words could not conceal his indifference and domineering attitude, as well as his innate aura of a king.
Mu Hanyue raised her eyebrows and continued to ask: "How many hundred years have you lived and how long have you stayed here?"
She was not surprised by this news. She was not from the Yun family. On the contrary, she was quite curious as to why he ended up like this.
Compared to Mu Hanyue's indifference and calmness, Yunlou was not like that. His gentle eyes were full of shock and horror. He stared at the man in black and asked, "Can I ask your name?"
The man in black glanced at Yunlou and coldly uttered three words: "Yunliang."
These three short words carried an invisible coercion and domineering power that shocked Yunlou.
Yunlou's eyes were slightly startled, and then he quickly bent down and saluted: "Junior Yunlou, I have met the ancestor."
If he said he wasn't shocked and excited, he would definitely be lying. He had always admired the ancestor of their Yun family since he was a child, but it was just a legend. He could only hear some things about him from people in the family.
He deeply admired his great achievements, his power, his awe-inspiring righteousness and his strong strength.
He had never thought that he would have a chance to see him, this was completely beyond his expectation.
Yun Liang glanced at Yun Lou, narrowed his eyes slightly, and responded lightly: "Well, not bad."
A flash of joy flashed through Yunlou's heart, but it was not expressed in his eyes. He still had a gentle expression, but his mood changed.
Mu Hanyue curled her lips: "You haven't said why you are here yet."