Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

What do you mean?

Xu Sanshi frowned slightly. For some reason, in the faint voice coming from over there, there seemed to be a presence that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

He was very sure that this subtle feeling was not brought about by the head of the family, his father, but by another person. Thinking of this, Xu Sanshi couldn't help but have a flash of worry and uneasiness in his eyes.

He carefully pressed against the wall and moved closer.

This time, the sound became much clearer.

"Master of the household, although that girl Jiang Nannan is not my biological child, she has been raising her under my knees for more than ten years. Even cats and dogs have some feelings for her, let alone a human being?"

Xu Sanshi's pupils shrank, and his limbs suddenly froze, as if ice had been injected into his bones that was so cold that he was almost unable to move at all.

This voice was all too familiar to him!

Although it was no longer as friendly and amiable as usual, but instead full of the kind of numbness and enchantment that could suck human marrow, it did not arouse Xu Sanshi's desire at all, but made him shudder.

This is clearly the voice of Nannan's mother!

But Nan Nan’s mother is not Nan Nan’s mother!

No, was Nannan's mother really arrested? !

"It's strange. When did Yanji, the dignified spiritual sect, start talking about relationships with people?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded with a hint of surprise.

Spiritual religion? Yanji? What and what are these?

A trace of confusion flashed in Xu Sanshi's eyes, and he cautiously peeked sideways.

"It doesn't matter whether I, Yanji, know how to have a relationship, but Mr. Xu Xuan, don't you just want to be a free hand like this?"

Yan Ji chuckled, her fingertips landed on Zi Xu Xuan's chin, and climbed up gently. When she touched his ear, she slowly stopped, her jade fingers slightly closed, as if playing playfully. Touching the person's earlobe.

After a long time, she leaned down leisurely, opened her mouth and took the red earlobe that she was playing with, leaving a teasing nibble, which was extremely intimate.

Xu Sanshi's eyes widened violently, and he temporarily lost the ability to think about what the "white wolf with empty gloves" that was just circling in his mind meant.

This scene was too powerful for him in terms of both impact and lethality, and was even so powerful that his stomach had a tendency to churn.

At this moment, he could finally be sure that the woman talking to the head of the family was indeed not the kind and simple girl he knew and his beloved mother.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Xu Xuan smiled leisurely and reached out to lift Yanji's chin. Although the movement was extremely ambiguous, there was no desire in his eyes, instead, they were filled with endless coldness.

"Tsk, Mr. Xu Xuan is really boring." Yanji held Xu Xuan's hand and put it on her cheek, giving a wet kiss that seemed to be intoxicated, and then said with a coquettish smile, "What we want is very Simple, after your noble master successfully awakens the power of Xuanwu, he can condense and form the Xuanwu holy water, just one drop."

"Xuanwu holy water?" Xu Xuan's eyes suddenly turned dark. "The information of your sect is really pervasive. You can even find out the secrets that only the family master's inheritance and those with awakened bloodline know."

"My lord, please don't get me wrong." Yan Ji helplessly shrugged her shoulders, "This order comes directly from the leader, and I don't have the ability to find out the secrets of the Xuanwu clan. As for the leader, he has always been mysterious and powerful. Knowing this, I don’t think there’s anything strange about it.”

When Yanji talked about the "leader", she subconsciously restrained her alluring aura, and she looked like a devout believer, with burning eyes.

"As long as Quan Zi can successfully awaken, Xuanwu Holy Water will do the trick." Xu Xuan gave Yan Ji a deep look, and for some reason, he stopped the tense pace of trying to bargain just now, "But if he wants to succeed, The woman must be willing and unable to resist." "It's simple." Yan Ji covered her mouth and said with a smile, "Why are you willing to raise a child in that small shabby house for more than ten years as a concubine? Isn’t it right now?”

"That girl Jiang Nannan has been dependent on me, a gentle and weak mother, since she was a child. She is the most filial girl."

"You just need to set out the conditions and make a deal with her, saying that as long as she is willing to be a sacrifice for the noble master's awakening, you will send her mother back safely after the completion of the matter."

"I'm sure that girl will come to your door obediently."

"Even if it's for her own mother, she will accept this deal willingly."

Yan Ji handed out a "knife" with a smile, and a strange arc appeared on her back lips. In an instant, it was as if the spring breeze was blowing on her face, and there seemed to be some hidden lights and shadows of swords.

"However, I still suggest that you, sir, discipline the little mouse next to you a little. Otherwise, if he instigates your favorite sacrifice to escape, it will not be a good thing."

"Easy to say, easy to say." Xu Xuan agreed with a smile.

No, I was discovered!

Must escape!

Xu Sanshi's heart tightened, his scalp suddenly felt cold, and the goosebumps all over his body suddenly exploded as if he had made a promise.

Legs, my legs, please move quickly!

Xu Sanshi couldn't help shouting in his heart.

But his limbs seemed to be dead, completely out of his control. Not to mention escaping from this crypt, even moving a little was a luxury.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Nannan

Run

The next second, he fell into deep darkness.

"What, you're mute again?" Jiang Nannan sneered, "Every time I ask you this question, the answer you give me is always silence. Is this what you said to make me believe you? What do you want me to believe in you? !”

Xu Sanshi was forcefully pulled out of the whirlpool of memories by Jiang Nannan's questioning.

He raised his head and saw the sorrow in Jiang Nannan's eyes. Thinking of everything he heard in the crypt that day, he suddenly lost the courage to speak.

What to say, and how to say it?

Is your mother not your mother? Or are you actually just a commodity for her to be sold? Or is it that all your experiences from childhood to adulthood are actually a conspiracy?

That's cruel.

Either to her or to him.

What's more, for the living, the filter on the "dead" is the color they paint in their memories again and again. How can it be overcome with just a few words?

He has no evidence.

Rather than let Jiang Nannan fall into the despair of being betrayed by her loved ones and lose her trust and hope in life, he would rather

Make her hate him.