"That's nonsense!" Murong Qingyun didn't believe it at first. He would rather she said they were members of the Divine Religion.
"I do. But I wish you could explain it more clearly."
Murong Yan smiled and said, "Yan'er loves dealing with smart people the most in her life. Daddy is a rare understanding and smart person that Yan'er has ever met.
Xiao'er and I are indeed from the future, a thousand years from now, so it's natural that we know a lot of things you don't. For example, your current battlefield is like the cold weapon era to us, very primitive.
And I was born a thousand years later. I am a super agent and a famous weapons expert, so even in this ancient time when supplies are extremely scarce, I can still make guns and ammunition.
Although the things made here are countless times inferior to those of our time, they are definitely extremely powerful in this era of cold weapons.
As for Xiao'er, she's a super agent like me, but her research is completely different from mine. Not only can she kill people, she's an expert at it, and she's also the most outstanding of the 59th generation of Tang Sect disciples.
The Tang Clan was the most powerful sect of our time, combining medicine and poison. Xiao'er was naturally skilled in both medicine and poison. Just like the weapons of our time, your poisons were completely insignificant to ours.
That's why I've been reminding you all not to let Xiao'er turn to Qian Yeming. Because once she turns to Qian Yeming, let alone the Seven Flower Poison, even the Seventy Flower Poison, with her mastery of poison techniques, she can also dispel it."
Murong Yan's words made Murong Qingyu and Murong Qingyun's expressions change. After a long while, Murong Qingyun asked in a daze, "But...but I have loved visiting Xiao'er in the secret room since I was a child. How come I never felt that she had changed?"
"She hasn't changed, and neither have I. Xiao'er and I died a thousand years later. But when we woke up, we found our souls had traveled through time and space to Murong Xiao and Murong Yan. That's why we've been staying in the secret room, yet we know so much."
After hearing Murong Yan's words, Murong Qingyun sat down dejectedly on a stool beside him as if struck by lightning.
"Yan'er, do you mean that the current Murong Xiao didn't grow up with Qingyun at all? She is just like you, a ghost from another world, who has possessed Murong Xiao's body?" Murong Qingyu asked in surprise.
Murong Yan raised the corners of her lips and nodded, "Yes, Dad, are you feeling a little panicked now? Xiao'er and I have never been threatened by you. I don't know how Xiao'er is, but I... Dad, you know.
As long as Daddy and Qingyun treat me well, I will spare no effort to help the Marshal's Office. When the time comes, let alone conquering the South Vietnam, even if you want the whole world of the Nine Provinces, Yan'er will help you get it."
While Murong Qingyu was thinking with his eyes shining after hearing her words, Murong Yan approached Murong Qingyun, then bent down and looked at Murong Qingyun who was sitting on the chair at eye level.
"Qingyun, now you know why I always say bad things about Murong Xiao in front of you? Xiao'er is no longer the girl who grew up with you and your childhood sweetheart.
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