I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

"Miss Yue'er... what are you..." Next to Ning Ruan, Wen Ming was holding a bottle of wine and stood up, his eyes full of surprise and confusion, "He... who is he?"

This man...he was sure he had never seen him in this month.

"Who am I? Why do I need to explain to you?"

Xuan Yi had never been so aggrieved before. With anger burning in his heart, he immediately spoke back.

No matter how depressed he is.

He has not yet fallen to the point where a young monk in the Third Realm dares to question his identity.

"Ayi..." Li Yu subconsciously pulled his sleeves and shook his head slightly towards him.

Immediately he looked at Wen Ming again, about to speak.

Ning Ruan slowly stood up from the roof and said first, "I couldn't see clearly just now, but it turns out it's my eldest nephew here!"

Eldest nephew?

Everyone in the Wen family was confused.

Li Yu suddenly thought of something, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

really.

next moment.

Then Ning Ruan pointed at Xuan Yi seriously and said, "His name is Xuan Yi. He is the poor child from Cuihua. I have only seen him in portraits, but I will definitely not remember him wrong."

"???"

You can't remember it wrong, because you made it all up now... Li Yu really hates it at this moment.

Hated and angry.

But there is nothing to be done about it.

No matter what Ning Ruan said, she couldn't refute it.

If her identity is revealed, she and Xuan Yi will definitely die when the people from the Chitian Sect come after them.

As for everyone in the Wen family.

Seeing that Li Yu didn't explain, he believed Ning Ruan's statement.

Wen Ming's expression at this moment was a little complicated.

He looked at the woman in the air opposite who was still pure and innocent, like a girl. The love that had not yet been expressed seemed to have completely disappeared suddenly at this moment.

"Miss Cuihua." He still called her by her real name, "Have you recovered your memory now?"

"Brother Wen, I..."

"Miss Cuihua, I look to be about the same age as this young master. You should never call me 'eldest brother' again in the future."

Although a monk is no matter his age, if he is three to five hundred years old, it means that the other person is a thousand years old, which is actually nothing.

But he was only twenty, but the other person was at least in his fifties.

And he also had a big brother with someone else who was probably two years older than him...

When he thought of this, the last trace of nostalgia in Wen Ming's heart couldn't help but disappear.

Li Yu clenched his hands tightly, suppressing his anger, and explained in a deep voice: "Mr. Wen, my memory has not recovered yet, but A Yi... he came over and recognized me."

"I have been bothering the Wen family for a long time, and I was planning to say goodbye tomorrow, but after much thought, I decided to leave it alone. The Wen family has to entertain distinguished guests, so they probably don't have time to pay attention to me, so leaving without saying goodbye tonight is considered rude..."

"Cuihua, I just saw you and my eldest nephew, and you are about to leave. Do you really want to completely stop contacting me because of a man?" Ning Ruan spoke sincerely, and said in a sincere tone, "No matter what. You have to stay for a few more days. I think there is a misunderstanding between us. If the misunderstanding is not resolved, how can you just leave like this?"

As a distinguished guest, Ning Ruan spoke.

Everyone in the Wen family naturally echoed.

"Miss Ning is right, Cuihua...Senior, it is your fate that you and Miss Ning can become friends forever. How can it be broken like this?"

"Yes, senior Cuihua should continue to stay with the Wen family for a few days."

Even Wen Jing, a baby-faced girl who had a lot of objections to Li Yu, reluctantly said, "Senior Cuihua, please stay."

Li Yu:......

Xuan Yi frowned:...

After listening for a long time, he vaguely realized that the Cuihua spoken by the Wen family opposite seemed to be referring to the little cat.

And he... was also regarded as the little cat's son? ? ?

Are the Wen family’s brains blocked by shit?

Xuan Yi was about to have an attack subconsciously.

But he was still stopped by Li Yu, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Ayi, no, we can't be exposed. There is a fifth-level monk in the Wen family, and with Ning Ruan, we will definitely suffer in a head-on conflict. "

"..."