“Girl, you don't have to be scared. It's not a tranquil ghost or a corpse lying in an ice coffin, it's his body. ”

Muay turned back suddenly.

I saw an old man in the cave with white hair and wrinkles sometime.

When I saw the old man's first glance, I was subconsciously surprised.

Because the old man in front of you, too old.

Wrinkles all over the face, slightly sparse white hair all over the head, and old spots all over the hands, neck and face.

Typically, the life expectancy of a fixer is based on what he fixes.

The more talented he is, the longer his appearance will remain at its peak.

Even after that, it became impossible to advance and gradually aged.

It still looks much younger than ordinary mortals.

High-end fixers will grow old in front of this old man, which is really rare.

Seeing Muyan set his eyes on his face.

The old man smiled gently and walked up to him: "Are you the little girl you brought back alive? I think it's Moo-yan, right? It's hard to imagine your gift that such a radical age can reach its peak. ”

Mu Yan set his mind and bowed slightly to the old man, "Mu Yan has met his ancestors. ”

“Good boy, get up, don't be polite! ”

Ning Kunshan smiled mercifully and looked at her eyes filled with joy and memories.

“I remember when Yeon-shin was a little girl, she was just as pretty as you. It's just that she's so cool, she doesn't care about anyone, or is she as good as you? Little girl should be alive and spiritual, unlike old antiques like mine that should be in the coffin...”

He laughed and slowly swallowed it up in front of the ice coffin, buttoning it gently.

A pair of eyes just now was incredibly benevolent and fell on Mu Yan's face, suddenly carrying a few powerful words: “Ma'am, did you kill Ning on the mainland? ”

Mu Yanlin's face was silent: “What's the old ancestor talking about? Muay doesn't understand. ”

Ning Kunshan lowered his smile, and the pressure around him dissipated. “Girl, you don't have to be nervous. I'm sure you'd rather kill me. That's why you had to resist? ”

Muang was stunned again.

Ning Kunshan looked at her reaction and revealed a clear expression.

Then he sighed softly: “I prefer this child. He was particularly attached to your mother. He always thought that your father had taken Yeon-shin's girl. Plus, he hates the Demons especially because of his birth, so I guess he might do it to you. ”

Mu Yan frowned: “The birth of Ning? ”

Ning Kunshan's eyes suddenly became tranced and sad, wanting to look away at each other.

The old man's low dumb voice, so fragile and lonely, makes one want mercy.

“Ma'am, I think you must be curious about Ning's family, which is built on the ground and is like living and dead people. ”

“There's also a reason why you're in your own home, but you have to set up a big battle to monitor everyone's movements. It doesn't look like home, family doesn't look like family. ”

Moe's eyes glistened and some looked vigilantly at the old man in front of her.

Ning Kunshan seemed to have not seen her change of color and still slowly said with a dumb old voice: "Girl, would you like to hear me tell a story about this old thing? ”

“When you hear it, you'll know why my Ning family became like this and why so many people opposed your mother and your father. ”