"How did you just think of the way to break the array?" Ji Qingxue asked.

Nangong Yan thought for a moment and replied, "I've been thinking about what the nine nine to one in the array breaking picture means. Until just now, I realized that nine to one is a circular process, just like xueru's dreamland, constantly changing, life and death go the same way, and the beginning is the end."

"And I didn't break xueru's dreamland, but I found another way from the array."

Ji Qingxue still didn't understand. Nangong Yan smiled: "in short, the most dangerous place is the safest. The stronger the power of the big array is, there is likely to be a hope of life. This is called dying and later life."

No wonder nangongyan tried his best to go to the place where the power of the big array was the most powerful from the beginning.

In the face of danger, people think about how to get to a safe place. Xueru dreamland is so powerful that no one will rush to the center of the array without life. This kind of action seems to be the same as death to outsiders.

But Nangong Yan likes to bet. He is betting that his fate will never be so fickle. Even if the worst result is only one life, he won the bet in the end.

Ji Qingxue looked inside the mausoleum again and again. There was a winding path with no end. It seemed that the mausoleum was quite large.

"Nangong Yan, let's go inside and have a look. Maybe we can really find Fengwei grass."

Ji Qingxue walks to the depth of the mausoleum. Nangong Yan touches her chest where she can't see, looking painful.

He has just resisted the array and almost exhausted his internal power. If he can't find the medicine guide in time, I'm afraid the next attack of cold poison will be the day of his death.

Walking to the innermost part of the mausoleum, there was a crystal coffin in the middle, and there was a woman lying inside.

Ji Qingxue approached slowly. Her face was very curious and wanted to reach out to touch the crystal coffin, but just touching it, her whole body seemed to be out of control and was sucked away with internal force.

Ji Qingxue suddenly turns back and his pupil shrinks. It's Dongling!

I saw Dongling standing not far away, very angry: "who allows you to touch her!"

He sucked Ji Qingxue across the air and pinched her neck tightly. Ji Qingxue looked blue and had difficulty breathing, as if she was going to suffocate.

"Let her go!" Nangong Yan rushed directly. Even if he lost all his internal power, he must not let Ji Qingxue get hurt.

Dongling raised his right hand slowly and slapped Nangong Yan back in the air.

"You've just consumed a lot of internal power. Now if I want to kill you, it's as easy as a palm."

While talking, Ji Qingxue had already let the gold thread firmly wrap around Dongling's right hand. She said coldly, "if the patriarch wants to kill, I'm afraid he has to ask me whether I agree or not."

At this moment, Dongling noticed the gold thread on his wrist. His hand had been deeply scarred. His eyes were gloomy. He thought that Dongling had been in the Jianghu for a long time. He had never suffered such a loss. Now he was planted in the hands of two younger generations.

Suddenly, Dongling saw the blood Ruyi on Ji Qingxue's neck, and the expression on his face began to change, surprised and complex

He tore off Yu Ruyi. Ji Qingxue fell to the ground. She covered her chest and breathed heavily. She is worthy of being the first expert in the world. Her hand is really extraordinary.

Dongling took Yu Ruyi and his hand trembled inadvertently. He looked at Ji Qingxue on the ground and said in a harsh voice, "where did you come from?"

Ji Qingxue looked up and said, "give me back my mother's things!"

Mother? Dongling was suddenly struck by lightning. The child is

Just when Dongling was in a trance, Nangong Yan had swept over, took Ji Qingxue to a safe place and protected her behind her.

"Ha ha, you are her daughter, but you are her daughter?" Dongling suddenly laughed like crazy. He looked at Ji Qingxue opposite, his eyes red: "child, I'm your grandfather, I'm your own grandfather!"

Ji Qingxue was stunned, Grandpa?

Even Nangong Yan was stunned on the spot. Is Ji Qingxue the granddaughter of Dongling?

Dongling looked very excited. He raised Yu Ruyi in his hand: "your mother's name is minrou, isn't it? This is a gift I gave your mother on her tenth birthday. She always wears it on her body and never leaves her body."

Ji Qingxue looked blankly: "are you my grandfather? But why has my mother never mentioned it?"

Dongling's face turned pale: "because I broke off my father daughter relationship with her many years ago."

Ji Qingxue feels that her mind is in chaos now. Shui inadvertently said that the totem on her mother's hand is the unique mark of the Wuling family. She knew that her mother has a close relationship with the Wuling family, but she never thought she would be the daughter of the patriarch Dongling.

When Dongling stepped forward, he asked, "son, is your mother okay?"

At the moment, Ji Qingxue was very calm: "my mother is dead."

Hearing the sound, Dongling stumbled. Rou'er, my rou'er is dead?

Dongling gripped Yu Ruyi tightly in his hand and was immersed in a sense of killing: "how did your mother die? Where's Ji Lin? He swore to me that he would protect rou'er. What was he doing when rou'er had an accident?"

Jilin? Ji Qingxue sneered: "my mother was killed by his concubine, so he can be regarded as the murderer who indirectly killed my mother!"

"OK, good, Ji Lin, it seems that you have ignored all the words I said to you." Dongling's face was livid and furious, "really deceive me, no one in Wuling Valley?"

Then, Dongling Chongji Qingxue stretched out his hand: "boy, come here, come to grandpa!"

Nangong Yan subconsciously held Ji Qingxue's hand. Who knows what tricks he will play?

Ji Qingxue patted the back of his hand and signaled that he was okay. Then he slowly came to Dongling.

Dongling gently stroked the top of her hair: "no wonder I felt your eyes like rou'er when I first saw you. It turned out that you were her daughter. You said your name was Qingxue? It's nineteen?"

Ji Qingxue let Dongling touch her and nodded gently.

"Give me your hand." Dongling suddenly said.

Although Ji Qingxue felt inexplicable, he obediently stretched out his hand.

Dongling held her hand tightly and said, "aren't you afraid I'll hurt you?"

Ji Qingxue smiled: "if you really want to take my life, I'm not your opponent at all, and you don't need to use this method. If you are really......" she paused a little and continued, "if you are really my grandfather, you won't hurt me."

Dongling roared up to the sky: "worthy of rou'er's daughter, good courage!"

Dongling bit his finger and slowly smeared the blood on Ji Qingxue's wrist. After a while, Ji Qingxue looked at his wrist and his eyes were filled with surprise - it's a totem, the same totem as his mother.

"This is a totem that every sorcerer will be branded at birth. It will not appear before adulthood. The reason why your totem does not appear is because your mother used a secret method. It will appear only when smeared with the blood of my people."

Ji Qingxue looked up at Dongling: "are you really my grandfather?"

Dongling nodded heavily: "maybe it's fate. Let me see rou'er's daughter in my lifetime."

He looked at the bruise on Ji Qingxue's neck and his eyes were full of guilt: "I almost killed you just now, I......"

Ji Qingxue couldn't accept this sudden relative for a moment. She didn't understand that the status of the Wuling family in various countries is not very high? Why is that mother still being bullied here? And what did he mean when he said he had already cut off his relationship with his mother?

Dongling looked at the unpredictable look on Ji Qingxue's face and knew what she was thinking. She needed time to digest it.

Dongling's sight crossed Ji Qingxue and fell directly on Nangong Yan: "boy, your surname is Nangong?"

"Yes, elder and younger, nangongyan."

Dongling's eyes were horizontal: "what generation, don't do this. So your father is Nangong Xun?"

Nangong Yan nodded and said yes.

"What about your mother?"

Nangong Yan was stunned and immediately returned: "she died."

Dongling frowned. Is she dead, too?

It's just that his Lao Tzu is his Lao Tzu and he is him. It can't be said on the same day. Looking at the way he just worked hard to protect Qingxue, he should be sincere to Qingxue and be a person worthy of trust.

Dongling said to them, "come with me. I'll take you out of here. You can't stay here long, otherwise something will happen."

Ji Qingxue refused to move. She said stubbornly and seriously, "I haven't found phoenix tail grass yet."

I don't know why, Nangong Yan on one side was a little happy when she heard Ji Qingxue say this. Under such a big impact, she still remembered to find medicine for herself.

Hearing this, Dongling frowned and said, "leave here with me first. Don't worry, I won't let my grandson-in-law die like this. In that case, won't my granddaughter be widowed?"

Nangongyan is very useful to Dongling's son-in-law, but someone is red from the back of his ears to the root of his neck.

Why is there a grandson-in-law? I have nothing to do with him for half a dime, okay? Ji Qingxue roared in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it. She was afraid that Dongling's unhappiness would result in nangongyan.

If he is really his grandfather and has the name of grandson-in-law, he should and will not die.

Dongling led nangongyan out of the mausoleum. After walking for a long time, they returned to Dongling's residence.

As soon as he entered the house, Dongling began to rummage around looking for things. After a while, he took a lot of bottles and put them on the table: "Qingxue, this is Congxiang dew. It will be all right after painting it on your wound in a few days. It's all bad for Grandpa. He didn't take it lightly or seriously. He almost returned it..."

Ji Qingxue directly interrupted him: "don't blame yourself. I hurt you too. We're even."

Dongling finally felt at ease. He was afraid that Ji Qingxue would have a quarrel with him because of this. Then he threw several bottles of pills to nangongyan and said in a deep voice: "take one of these bottles every day and your internal power will recover as soon as possible."

Nangong Yan took the bottle steadily and thanked Dongling.

Dongling snorted, "if it weren't for Qingxue's face, I'd call you Nangong, and you'd have to die 800 times."

Nangong Yan immediately kept silent. He didn't know why Ji Qingxue's grandfather hated his father so much.

"I want to know about my mother."

Dongling sighed and looked very sad: "that was about 24 years ago..."