"Who are my parents?" Wen Jingge squatted down and hooked Qu Xiu's chin. "You said you're good at hiding things, and hiding people is also one of your specialties. You should have heard that."
"No, I was an orphan with no father or mother. I picked up this person in the Illusionary Realm. It is said that the Illusionary Realm of your Xuanyun Sect is also the site of the ancient war between demons and gods. I have heard that the ancestor of your Xuanyun Sect was also a god. I have always had a guess that you are a descendant of that ancestor or the person himself."
Qu Xiu finished speaking in one breath, a twisted smile appearing on his face, half fear and half excitement. His gaze occasionally drifted towards the sky, filled with ill intent.
Looking at her disciple who was still performing the "don't listen to what is improper" act, Wen Jingge had no hope that Qiao Yu would not take the wrong path in this life. As expected, none of the main characters in this group were normal.
Because Liang Si was not only deep in thought, but also had a faint, almost imperceptible light emanating from her fingertips. Wen Jingge was an expert in this area, and the boy was recording her hand with a photographic stone.
Truly worthy of being her disciple!
He mastered paparazzi skills without any instruction.
The thunderstorm was still forcibly gathering, and Wen Jingge kept an eye on it. Sure enough, Liang Si made a move, first slapping the thunder in the sky, and then aiming the recording stone at her slowly gathering hand...
"What did you take the photos for?"
After learning about her background, Lu Wei was contemplating life. Qu Xiu was laughing like a pervert, so Wen Jingge had no choice but to talk to Liang Si, who was relatively normal, to distract her.
"Putting it on the hearse will definitely bring more benefits to Master."
Wen Jingge suddenly realized that one day she would become the spokesperson for the Xuanmen Spirit Chariot, and she felt terrible.
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