Chapter 1397: I picked it up

In a room, Jiyue and Qin Ming sat opposite each other.

"Qin Ming, I have something to tell you."

Just sitting down, Ji Yue said suspiciously.

"What's the matter?" Qin Ming asked, looking at the extremely weird look.

Originally, he had something to say to Jiyue, but now it seems that Jiyue's matter is more urgent.

Ji leaped across the room, and then whispered: "I seem to have been to this place."

"In my impression, I seem to often play in this corridor and pass by these rooms."

"Before I came in, I repeatedly wondered if these rooms would look like what I remembered."

"As soon as I opened the door, it was so."

"But I have never been here!"

"It turned out to be bothered by this!" Qin Ming nodded clearly.

Ji Yue estimated that he lived here when he was young, and was then frozen by the liquid of Ji ice, forgetting all the memories of living here.

Touching the scene now triggers memories, so I become suspicious.

"What I told you is a bit weird. You must be mentally prepared." Qin Ming said with a solemn expression.

This is Jiyue's own life experience, he is qualified to know.

Moreover, after Ji Yue knows about the bloodline, it will be very helpful to his cultivation.

Seeing the serious expression on Qin Ming's face, Jiyue instantly cheered up: "What's the matter?"

"You are from ancient times, frozen by the liquid of extreme ice."

"You have indeed been here, if I guess right, you lived here as a kid."

Qin Ming said solemnly.

"What?" Ji Yue's face was full of disbelief: "Qin Ming, what you said is true?"

"But... how is this possible?"

"How can people in ancient times survive to the present?"

Qin Ming nodded and said, "It's true."

"Ordinary warriors, even if they are frozen with extremely ice liquid, cannot survive until now."

"But you are different. You have the essence and blood, and you still carry the essence and blood of the Dao. I think it's normal for you to survive until now."

Seeing Qin Ming's serious look, Ji Yue muttered to himself: "How can this be..."

"Is what the old man said is true?"

"He didn't lie to me?"

Looking at Jiyue's eyes without focus, Qin Ming sighed slightly in his heart, he could understand.

If he suddenly knew that he was not his own parents, but picked it up, it would be more unacceptable than Jiyue.

Slowly, his eyes quickly regained his energy, and he looked at Qin Ming with a puzzled look and asked, "How do you know about me?"

Therefore, Qin Ming said completely and happily what he said about communicating with Daowei in the painting.

Strictly speaking, Dao Wei is dead, Ji Yue is the heir of Dao Palace, and now belongs to the Lord of Dao Palace.

At the same time, Dao Palace was destroyed by the power of the Scorpion Demon, and this hatred was also inherited.

If the scorpion demon forces knew Jiyue's identity, they would definitely do everything possible to hunt him down.

After all, Jiyue got the essence of Dao Wei, it is very likely that he will become the next Dao Wei, grow into the peak of Emperor Wu, and may even try to break through to the **** of war again.

"It turned out to be like this." Jiyue began to accept his new identity, "In other words, when I was young, I really lived here."

Standing up, looking around eagerly, all kinds of flavors in my heart.

"It's no wonder that when I enter the secret realm, I feel a very cordial feeling."

"I always thought it was my illusion."

Waiting for Ji Yue to calm down, Qin Ming asked curiously: "Did your father tell you about this?"

"Said!" Jiyue nodded: "But I always thought he was lying to me."

"Isn't there a lot of adults who will tell children, are you picked up?"

"I thought my father was the same."