The Peerless Emperor

"Little Master, why?" On the side, Wei Ziliang was stunned when he heard Lin Qian's words, wondering why he would die if he came by himself?

Could it be that I can't step into it, there is no danger to myself in this house.

Or maybe it's the little girl who hates herself, what kind of killing game has been laid?

It doesn't make sense. I have a very good relationship with my little sister. Why is this?

"Presumably, the relationship between you and her was very good at the beginning?" Suddenly, Lin Qian said, "This is the reason. When you come, you die."

"Go in, you'll know."

With that said, Lin Qian looked at Yuan Jingtian and motioned to the other party to lead the way.

Yuan Jingtian was also puzzled in his heart, not knowing what was the reason, and took the lead to step into it.

When he came to the backyard of the house and opened the bedroom door, Yuan Jingtian walked in first.

The room is elegant and simple, but the materials are all top-notch, both of which are beneficial to cultivation and the ability of meditation.

On the bed in the bedroom, there is a famous woman lying quietly. Although her face is pale, it is still difficult to conceal her beauty. He closed his eyes quietly, as if he was asleep, and he could hear his gentle breathing.

Moreover, it can be seen that the eyebrows are similar to Wei Ziliang, and fools can see that there is a certain relationship between them.

As for the other side, Lin Qian could also see a painting hanging in the center of the room.

In the painting, a man stands in front of a house with his hands on his back, exactly like the house.

Lin Qian recognized it at a glance. This man was his father, Lin Di, dressed in a black robe, looking before him sternly.

In front of him, the two people were kneeling, bowing their heads as if they were receiving the admonition from Emperor Lin.

They were a man and a woman. Lin Qian understood that the man and woman who wanted to come were Wei Ziliang and Yu Xin.

"This painting..." Looking at this painting, Wei Ziliang was plunged into memories, as if he was on the scene, "It's really nostalgic, haha."

"Little master, the content of this painting is that I took my little sister and ran out to play secretly, but I encountered a soul beast. The loss caused my little sister to be injured."

"Later, the little girl was cured by the master, but it was also to punish the two of us, admonishing us to run around at will and unable to calm down if we were unable to cultivate." Speaking of this, Wei Ziliang was very emotional. That's it."

Lin Qian remained silent. After listening, his face showed a suspicious look: "Is the scene at that time exactly the same as the one painted on the painting?"

"Yes."

"Then who painted this painting?" Lin Qian asked curiously, "I remember that you don't seem to be good at this stuff. My father remembered that he was not good at it."

The painting in front of you is obviously the hand of everyone, and it contains Taoism. At least the person who paints is the soul martial artist of the realm of enlightenment.

"This painting was not painted by Xin'er, but after she was injured, she got a gift from someone. At that time, her injuries had not completely erupted." Yuan Jingtian frowned when he said this, "I don't know who this painting is. It was only sent by someone."

Hearing this, Lin Qian's face showed a puzzled look: "The Taoism contained in these words can nourish your wife, which is good for her injury, but it only has the effect of restraining and cannot cure the cause."

"Without this painting, even if you use precious elixir, you won't be able to keep her."

Lin Qian's words shocked Yuan Jingtian. After a while, he was frightened, patted his chest, and was very thankful: "Fortunately, I didn't lose this painting at that time."

At that time, he received this painting inexplicably, which made Yuan Jingtian feel weird. He thought there was something wrong with it and he didn't plan to give it to his wife, but planned to destroy it.

At exactly this time, Yu Xin went out of the room, saw the painting, and quickly put it away.

And he mentioned for the first time that she was brought up by adoption in the past, which scratched the man like a father.

And the person in that portrait is also his elder brother named Wei Ziliang.

"However, Xin'er really admires him very much. What is the origin of this person you used to follow?" Yuan Jingtian, when looking at the portrait, could not conceal his curiosity, "Xin'er was so highly respected. , I think there is nothing impossible."

"But he has never heard of his name."

Wei Ziliang heard Yuan Jingtian's words and sneered: "It seems that the little girl didn't tell you the identity of the master. If you knew who the master's father was, you wouldn't think so."

"Oh, who is his father, is he famous?" Yuan Jingtian was puzzled and looked at Lin Qian at the same time.

Since he is the son in the portrait, isn't the father of the person in the portrait his grandfather?

However, Wei Ziliang did not speak directly, but looked in Lin Qian's direction. Such things naturally require his consent.

"It's okay, what if someone knows it, if someone at the top dared to reach out to deal with me, and tell him to come back and forth." When it came to this, Lin Qian was confident and confident.

With the hole cards in hand, naturally there is no fear.

"The ancestor of the human race is the master's father, and your majesty's grandfather." Wei Ziliang said. Yuan Jingtian's eyes gradually widened and his mouth opened. He looked at Wei Ziliang in front of him with shocked expressions, and he couldn't believe he heard it. if.

Lin Qian's grandfather, the father of the person in the painting, is the ancestor of the man?

The existence of the people who respect and respect, the legendary character, the ancestor who led the rise of the human race!

Such a character, who can only be heard and seen in the legend, unexpectedly appeared in front of him alive like this, he even suspected that he was not dreaming.

But seeing that Wei Ziliang's serious expression was so true, the other party did not deceive himself.

No need, what are the benefits of lying about this kind of thing?

"This is simply, terrible." When talking about this, Yuan Jingtian was holding his head in his hands and spinning around in place. Up to now, he still has some daring to believe it. It feels that this is too unbelievable and beyond normal perception.

At this time, Wei Ziliang also came to the edge of the bed and looked at the lying little girl.

The complexion gradually became solemn, and finally he sighed: "That's it, your Majesty, I understand why you would say that I will die after I come."

After staying with Lin Di for so long, Wei Ziliang has learned a lot, and his vision is much higher than that of ordinary nine-day creatures.

Yuan Jingtian couldn't understand what was wrong with his wife, but Wei Ziliang could see it.

Knowing the reason, he knew why Lin Qian had said such a thing before.

"Brother, did you see the reason too?" Yuan Jingtian at the side asked quickly, but his face was not pretty. "But why, when you come, you will die?"

(End of this chapter)