Mrs. Yun's eyes were full of confusion, "No, that's not right. You killed my son. This is true. It was you. A family of three had a car accident. Why were you okay? You must have killed them. …”
Yun Qi sighed.
She was not angry when grandma misunderstood her in public.
Although she is still young and cannot understand many emotions in the world, one thing is right -
A mother losing her child is the greatest pain in the world.
She can understand her grandma. The loss of her son is the most secret and painful scar in her heart.
"Xiaoqi, I don't know who you are, please let our family go, let my child go...I will kneel down for you!"
As she said this, Mrs. Yun actually wanted to kneel down.
Yun Qi took a step back and looked at her steadily.
On the other side, Shen Cong looked at this scene and laughed wildly from deep in his throat:
"Hahaha... Yun Qi, don't you feel uncomfortable with being unable to defend yourself? Today the old lady believes that you are the murderer of her son. I wonder how you can gain a foothold in the Yun family in the future!"
There seemed to be a sigh from the distant horizon, followed by a low and sweet man's voice, "When did it become the turn of outsiders to dictate our family's affairs?"
My younger brother in the human world is still so smart!
"You...who are you?"
The person who questioned him over and over again was the man in front of him.
"Third brother, you are third brother! Mom!" He looked at the old lady.
The man in black robe tilted his head, glanced at him indifferently, and curled his lips into a smile.
As for the Ghost King, in the history of Xuanmen, no one has ever been able to see his true face.
The next second, Shen Cong's body suddenly flew backwards, hit the wall heavily, and then fell to the ground, coughing out a large mouthful of blood.
Mrs. Yun even trembled all over, as if she had been hit by something.
"You are not qualified to ask me about my identity, but I don't mind telling you."
The man in black robe raised his hand and tapped the old lady's eyebrows. In an instant, the scarlet color in the old lady's eyes disappeared, and the confusion in her eyes was replaced by clarity.
The scene of the Yun family recognizing their relatives strongly stimulated Shen Cong. He ignored it and shouted hysterically, just like a madman.
He looked back at Xiaotuanzi and muttered in his heart: "It is indeed his biological child."
A dense black mist appeared in mid-air, and a tall and straight human figure slowly emerged from the black mist.
The man in black robe crossed his arms and walked forward slowly, his tone brisk and full of ridicule:
Yun Qiuce: "You are blind. Didn't you hear me call third brother? My third brother is also Xiaoqi's father. If you ask you to bully a child, adults will come to your door."
Man in black robe:......
He turned around and tilted his head to look at Yun Qi. He received a helpless look from Xiao Tuanzi, but he was not angry either.
The dream that kept repeating when I was in a coma came to my mind, "Do you know your sin?"
A pair of beautiful eyes scanned the crowd indifferently, and the cool and thin lines of his mandible revealed an indifferent and sarcastic smile.
The man was wearing a black robe with wide sleeves, and the bottom of the robe was embroidered with complicated gold threads. He landed gracefully, and the cold and noble aura of the king spread suddenly, leaving everyone speechless for a long time.
"Ghost... ghost... ghost king!" Yun Qiuce was speechless.
The ghost king of the legendary Fengdu Ghost City!
In Xuanmen, inviting Yin is already one of the highest mystical arts, and only the masters of metaphysics who have reached the top level can invite Yin.
One is a little dumpling with squirting breasts, and the other is a tall and noble man. They are strikingly similar in appearance and temperament. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they are copied and pasted.
But he still reluctantly raised his head, spitting out blood angrily, "You, who the hell are you?"
It is the face of her third son Yun Qiuhong.
She looked back at Yun Qi, then at the man in black robe, and murmured: "I..."
"Qiu Hong, is it you? Is it you?" The old lady staggered to her feet and burst into tears, "Why don't you come to see mom? Mom misses you every day..."
She stumbled forward and wanted to touch the man's face with her hands. When she touched those cold-blade eyes, she trembled suddenly and withdrew her hand.
Yun Qi shook her head, "My dad said it was all his fault. I wish I could give you a dream as soon as possible. That disobedient child, grandma, spank him."
"You, you are..." Yun Qiuce's eyes widened and he pointed at the man in black robe, his eyes reflecting the familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face.
"I don't care who you are, don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me. The Yun family hates you when they see you. The old man keeps pressing on me. Only when he retreats will I have a chance. And you, old woman, are of no use at all.
!Yun Qi, you are just a kid and you are so pretentious and deceitful, what kind of genius you are, I don’t recognize you..."
He slowly said: "Thousands of years ago, people in folk rituals respectfully called me the Ghost King of Fengdu."
But men occupy high positions and stand in high palaces.
Shen Cong suddenly staggered back and pointed at the man in black robe, looking very scared.
Then an extremely eerie chill enveloped the entire room under the hood, and the air became cool and moist, as if he had entered another world.
Mrs. Yun raised her head with tears in her eyes, "Qiu Hong, what are you..."
"Shut up, everyone!"
Yun Qiuce was possessed by his cleverness in an instant. He looked at the man's clothes, the black robe, and the awe-inspiring aura in shock, so he asked with sorrow and sincerity;
"Third brother, did you die unjustly and feel dissatisfied, so that's why you dressed like this after your death?!"
The old lady was half-kneeling, stunned, staring blankly at the man in black robe in front of her.
Without waiting for the man in black robe to answer, he looked at Yun Qi and then at the man.
Yun Qiuce quickly said: "Mom, you don't have to blame yourself. It was Shen Cong who controlled you and it has nothing to do with you."
The man in black robe looked down at the old lady who was streaming with tears, and sighed, "I was just reincarnated to meet the disaster. I didn't expect to form such a strong fate. It's my fault. I should resolve your knot as soon as possible."
Man in black robe:......
Yun Qi turned back in surprise, her eyes clear and bright.
How could he be Yun Qi's father?
"hiss--"
Yun Qiuce was startled. This voice... was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.
Along with the smile was boundless killing intent.
"Impossible, impossible, you are father and daughter, how is this possible..."
Although the clothes he wore seemed out of place with the others present, the face was right and she would remember it until her death.
"No, since Xiaoqi came home, I have been having nightmares repeatedly. I dreamed about the day your third brother had a car accident. I seemed to be trapped on that day and could not get out. So I am worried that Xiaoqi will affect other people.
People, it affects you, Yun Kuang and Yun Ying, I have actually been resisting Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, grandma is sorry for you."
Now, he appeared in front of him in the form of his third brother.
That's right, Xiaoqi has someone up there.
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