"Alright. All right. Know you're shy. I'll get out. Huang Bingfeng looked at the old man's meaningful eyes. and the expression of 'desire' and stopping.

She understood that the old man was going out by himself.

Really, this stinky old man. Leaning on the old and selling the old. If he hadn't saved her and Fluttershy. She wouldn't listen to him. She and Fluttershy finally get to meet.

She wonders how Fluttershy has been doing all these years.

Looking at the ghost butterfly, there was an inquiring expression. Huang Bingfeng signaled to her to be reassured, and then slowly retreated. Nowhere to be found.

"I am the former patriarch of the Ageing Clan. The father of the old Yu Yanxin. Age of the Prophet. The old man could see that the ghost butterfly was a little defensive, and slowly said his surname and identity.

The old man's words made Ghost Butterfly's expression shocked. There was a faint incredulity written in his eyes. But. And only faintly.

"How. Possible. Ghost Butterfly paused for a moment and spoke again.

"To be exact. I died many years ago. The old man's understatement tone seemed to be describing someone else's affairs.

"That. You.. Ghost Butterfly heard the old man's words. There was a slight hint of 'chaos' and 'chaos' in his tone.

"The 'flesh' body is destroyed. But I survived in a different way. ”。

Hear the old man's words. The ghost butterfly seemed to realize something. Look at the old man's feet. There was a blank slate.

Sure enough, the ghost butterfly suddenly realized. But for some reason, there was a trace of indescribable bitterness in my heart.

"Core. She's okay. The old man looked at himself in his soul state. Maybe I've been used to it for a long time. It was only a few seconds before he spoke again.

"She was taken away by the sound of the fire demon."

The ghost butterfly looked at the old man's deep eyes, and the color in it was not white, as if waiting for someone to dig it, another color in the color.

At the time of learning his identity. She probably already knew.

That 'color'. It was the representative of the royal family of the old man - the dangerous red 'color'.

"Fire Demon Sound? She wouldn't do anything to the core. The old man seemed to remember something, and said this fact with great firmness.

"But I don't worry about her after all, I, want to take on that identity. I want to regain everything I lost. ”。 Ghost Butterfly seems to have made some important decision. The tone was resolute and self-evident.

Her identity. She should have faced it a long time ago. Because. Only by bearing this name, this family, will she be truly strong.

"Kids. Have you decided you want to do this? ”。 The old man looked at the determined little face of the ghost butterfly and couldn't help but ask, she. Do you still want to go down this path?

"Hmm." Ghost Butterfly nodded firmly.

"That. Kids, you have to remember. From now on. You are no longer a so-called ghost butterfly. ”。 There was a hint of confusion in the old man's eyes. I don't know for whom.

"Hmm.". Ghost Butterfly continued to nod. "You may be facing the entire Nine Days."

"I'm not afraid." Ghost Butterfly replied.

“.。” The old man was a little silent,

After a while. He said slowly.

"From now on. I am a testimony to you as the former patriarch of Yan. You. It's the young patriarch of the Sui Yu clan, and the Sui Yu is clear. ”。

"Grandpa. I'm a young man now, and I'm no longer a ghost butterfly. The red-eyed 'girl' still replied firmly.

(The true identity of the 'female' lord has come out, and the relatives who can't understand it should also be figured out here.) Go to bed. ^o^）。