When Jiang Lijiu arrived at the coast, he saw eight large boats floating on the water.

A gust of sea breeze mixed with the smell of blood came.

Banner hunting.

Now, most of the casual cultivators and injured disciples who came to the secret realm have returned. Even so, the remaining number is still considerable.

"Master Jun."

A clear laughter suddenly came.

Jiang Lijiu followed the sound.

She saw a man in a green shirt walking slowly, followed by two young men. One was the big devil who stayed in her room last night, and the other was Jiang Qing, whose face was bruised and swollen.

Seeing this, Jun Heng nodded slightly, "What's wrong with Wudu coming here?"

Bai Ming smiled without saying anything.

He glanced at the two people beside him and said half-jokingly: "Brother Jun, this junior of mine especially likes Miss Jiang from the noble clan, so can I go on the boat with you?"

"We all know the basics. Please give young people a chance."

Jiang Lijiu's back stiffened when Jun Heng stared at him.

She pursed her lips tightly and glared fiercely at the big devil with a smile on his face.

What excuse is there to make? So, after leaving the secret realm, if she has the honor to go to the head and tell her that she likes his own son?

This is to force her to a dead end!

"Little Jiuer..."

As soon as Shen Yujin opened her mouth, she was immediately interrupted by Jiang Lijiu, "I don't like you, and there is someone I like."

Everyone laughed when they saw the little girl quickly clearing up the relationship.

Jun Heng's face brightened slightly, thinking that every time when his rebellious son was half-dead, Bai Mingwudu would personally come to check his pulse, so he did not refuse, "Young people have young people's ideas, and Wudu wants to come to the same boat. You are naturally radiant and waiting for you at any time."

"Thank you very much, Master."

"Please!"

The two of them were in the guest suite and had already boarded the first giant ship.

Jiang Lijiu saw several people drinking tea and chatting on the deck, so he walked to the bow of the ship alone.

Suddenly she heard the sound of footsteps. She thought it was the big devil, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Stop making trouble, we agreed to just be together, there is no way I can like you."

The person behind him didn't speak.

She frowned and suddenly looked back, unprepared and ran into a pair of complicated eyes.

"Disciple pays homage to Yuan Zhen Immortal Lord."

"..."

For some reason, Yuan Zhen suddenly felt a lump in his heart.

He frowned, "Li Jiu, how long have you known Bai Ming's tribe?"

"what?"

Jiang Lijiu was stunned.

I thought he came here because of Su Luoluo's affairs.

It may also be that she was told not to hold grudges against the Ji family, after all, her arms couldn't twist her thighs.

Unexpectedly, he came over and asked the big devil.

Is it possible...

What suspicious clues did he find?

Thinking of this, her face tightened and she said indifferently: "Why do you ask this, Your Majesty?"

"How long does it matter how long I have known him?"

"Once a teacher, always a father, you think you can meddle in my private affairs?" Jiang Lijiu turned around, and at the end of his sight, the red waves were rolling and raging, and a huge blood moon sank on the sea.

she laughs.

"Your Majesty, please remember that I am no longer your disciple."

"Everything has nothing to do with you."

"Li Jiu."

Yuan Zhen sighed softly and stood beside her, "As long as you live a good life, I won't meddle in your own business."

"But you also have to be discerning about people, and don't make bad friends who will lead you astray."

"Huh~"

A joking laughter sounded from behind the two of them.

Jiang Lijiu turned around and saw that the visitor's narrow eyes were full of coldness, and his voice was even colder and colder. "Does your Majesty mean that I am not a good person?"

Shen Yujin approached step by step, raised his hand and pulled the stunned little girl behind him, and said word by word: "Compared with your Majesty, my status is nothing."

"But I dare to admit that I like Xiao Jiuer."

There was a smile on his lips, and there was a bit of madness hidden deep in his eyes. He shook his head with pretense of pity, "But I don't dare, Your Majesty!"

"As noble as you are, you are used to being held high by others. After a long time, you will not be able to get down."

"But I don't know that once some people leave, you will become a fairy in the sky. Even if you have the magic to change the world, you can't change it. She will never look at you again!"

"you……"

Yuan Zhen's heart tightened, and he suddenly felt pain coming over him, as fast as an illusion.

Jiang Lijiu was confused when he heard this.

She didn't understand what he was talking about, and she didn't understand what Yuan Zhen meant when he looked at her with a complicated face.

The two of them were at war with each other, as if there was going to be a life-and-death duel at the next moment.

"Girl Jiang, come here."

Jun Heng's call reached his ears at the right time.

Jiang Lijiu had an excuse to leave.

"Two of you, talk slowly. The master wants to see me if you have something to do."

She turned around and walked quickly to the jade table, "Why is the master looking for a disciple?"

"You don't need to be polite if you are one of your own."

Jun Heng pointed to the seat next to him, "Come and sit."

Seeing that the little girl was not shy at all and was sitting upright with her clothes on her side, he raised his hand and poured out a cup of tea and handed it over, "Your master likes this tea the most. It can replenish spiritual power. Now that he is not here, you can drink more." "

"Hahaha……"

Bai Mingwudu laughed, "You fought against the holy son of the Ji family yesterday, which consumed a lot of spiritual energy. You really need to drink more."

"You should also be glad that your master is not here."

When he said this, he glanced at the man in the distance who made Yuan Zhen look livid with anger, and continued to tease him.

"Miss Jiang doesn't know that where Mr. Shen is, the most loving father in the world of cultivation can't see us."

"Who knows what good thing he got with his front foot, and then used it with his back foot to please Mr. Shen?!"

"Wudu!"

Jun Heng was helpless, while Bai Mingwudu smiled, "Okay, okay, I won't expose your background in front of this junior."

"The revelation is over." Jiang Lijiu, holding the jade cup in his hand, thought to himself.

She lowered her head and took a sip of tea. The mellow cold fragrance was refreshing. It was the same pot of Tianbingyu Snow Spirit that the master had personally brewed when she climbed Wuyou Peak on the first day.

Thinking of someone, her heart suddenly filled up.

"Master Jun, I'm curious about something." Bai Mingwudu put down the tea cup and continued: "Someone had guessed the identity of Mr. Shen back then. I don't know how to confirm that he is your biological son?"

When Shen Yujin was mentioned, Jiang Lijiu quickly raised his ears.

Jun Heng's eyes were distant, as if he was recalling something, "Young and frivolous, it was just an accident."

"As for me recognizing him, it's all a jade pendant that once lived in the mortal world."

"Is it the pear-shaped piece?"

Jiang Lijiu asked.

Jun Heng nodded, "Exactly."

"Originally it was not carved into a pear blossom, but a piece of Tai Chi pattern, which represents the identity of my Jun family. Once given, it means agreeing to an important thing, or used as a token of love."

"After this jade was given away, no matter how hard I searched, I could not find the person who received the jade pendant."

"It wasn't until I met Ah Jin that I realized that the pear-patterned jade pendant was carved with Yayue, the ancestral jade of my Jun family."

"According to his birth date, he is the son of my Jun family."

"What's more, Lingyu recognizes him as his master. This is a fact that no one can question."

His words were loud and clear, but Bai Mingwudu hesitated to speak.

When Jiang Lijiu heard them talking about the jade pendant, she remembered her previous life, when Shen Yujin was lying in the coffin, wearing a wedding robe that she had embroidered stitch by stitch.

And the thing hanging on his waist is the pear flower pendant that represents his identity as the son of the leader.

Her long eyelashes drooped down, hiding the overwhelming longing in her eyes.

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