Chapter 746: The curse of the clan

  Chapter 746 The curse of the clan family

  "What is the broken picture? We don't have the broken picture." This is the first time that Zong Zheng Zixuan looked straight at Ye Mu Lin so boldly and spoke so calmly.

  Zong Zhengzi Jing also stared at Ye Mu Lin, as if he was facing an enemy!

   Seeing this, Ye Feiran became more interested in the broken pictures of the three of them. She could also see that Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing were pretending, and they must have broken pictures.

  If it is really a ghostly broken picture, she also wants to change it.

  Of course, if Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing are unwilling, she will not force it.

   Ye Mu Lin glanced at them, and said calmly, "Ran'er needs a broken picture."

   Ye Feiran: "???"

   Why did it get on her again?

  Is it really that ghostly picture? But isn't the broken picture something that Nanshuang regards as a treasure? What does it have to do with her? Could it be related to the flame pattern?

  Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing looked at Ye Feiran at the same time.

   Ye Feiran blinked, very confused, a smile on his face, and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

  As soon as the voice fell, Zong Zhengzi quietly dropped the bowl in his hand, walked to Ye Feiran's side with a stride, grabbed her left hand, pushed her clothes away, revealing the flame pattern on her left wrist.

  Zong Masako quietly looked at the flame pattern that was the same as the real one, and a layer of mist immediately filled his eyes. Why?

  Zong Zheng Zixuan saw his sister's reaction, and already had an answer in his heart, stood up stiffly, walked stiffly, saw the flame pattern on Ye Feiran's wrist, pressed his lips tightly, and slightly clenched his hands into fists.

  This flame pattern should grow on the hands of their Zongzheng family, why is it so long on Ye Feiran's hands? She only has half the blood of the clan.

  If possible, he would rather have this flame pattern on him, and I will bear all the consequences.

  Yes, seeing the flame pattern, they determined that Ye Feiran was the daughter of their aunt Zong Zheng Yunyin, and couldn't fake it.

The atmosphere around    was very depressing. Ye Feiran looked at the flame pattern on his wrist, then looked at Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing, making him even more puzzled.

  "Is there anything wrong with this flame pattern?"

  However, no one answered her question.

   Ye Feiran looked at Ye Mu Lin, and Ye Mu Lin also maintained a movement. His beautiful sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he didn't know what was thinking when he looked at her wrist.

   "Cough cough..." Ye Feiran gave a light cough and asked again, "Aren't the broken pictures in your mouth ghostly?"

  At this moment, Zong Zheng Zijing finally had a reaction, but she did not answer Ye Feiran, instead she hugged Ye Feiran all of a sudden, "Fishan!"

   Hearing Zong Zhengzijing’s voice with a crying voice, Ye Feiran was a little bit ill, she reached out and hugged Zong Zhengzijing and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

  Zong Zhengzijing still did not answer Ye Feiran, the whole person began to tremble slightly, and warm tears fell drop by drop on Ye Feiran's neck.

  At that moment, Ye Feiran froze.

  The sun-like heroic beauty in her eyes actually cried. She thought that a girl with this personality was like a man, and she did not flick her tears lightly.

   "Zi Jing, why are you crying? Let's say something slowly, don't cry." Ye Feiran gently patted Zong Zheng Zijing's back, soothing.

  However, Zong Zhengzijing cried more loudly, "Woo..."

  Ye Feiran's head became big at once, and for a while, he didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to look at Zongzheng Zixuan for help.

  When she saw Zong Zheng Zixuan’s eyes were a little red, Ye Feiran's whole body was even worse, and the man had tears, why don't you flick it lightly!

  Only for a moment, she felt very strongly that this flame pattern was very problematic, or a bad problem.

  Zong Zheng Zixuan moved his lips, and decided to comfort his younger sister first. He didn't know if he could say it in one breath.

   "Zi Jing, if you keep crying, Feiran will cry too." Zong Zheng Zixuan said.

   Ye Feiran: "..."

  Is this really a word of comfort? is that useful?

  However, Zong Zhengzijing’s cry really stopped, and after wiping away the tears, he let go of Ye Feiran.

   Ye Feiran blinked, really useful!

Zong Zheng Zijing and Zong Zheng Zixuan looked at each other, and rolled up the sleeves of their left hands, revealing two flame patterns exactly like those on Ye Feiran's wrists, but the color was much lighter than Ye Feiran's, and you could see two at a glance. The difference between the people.

  Ye Feiran looked at the flame patterns on their hands, and then at the flame patterns on their hands, filled with doubts, "Why do you also have flame patterns?"

   "Anyone in our Zongzheng family has such a flame pattern on their left wrist." Zongzheng Zixuan smiled bitterly.

   Ye Feiran: "Why?"

  Zongzheng Zixuan glanced around, then glanced at Ye Mulin, his voice hoarse, "This is the curse of the Zongzheng family."

   "Curse?" Ye Feiran was even more confused. What does this flame pattern have to do with curse?

Zong Zhengzi quietly raised his eyes and looked into the distance. A bitterness appeared on his face, and his voice was also hoarse. "From the great-grandfather's generation, no one in the Zongzheng family will live to be two hundred years old. Even after taking a thousand or ten thousand years of Shou Yuanguo will suddenly die the day before turning 200 years old, without exception."

  Hearing this, Ye Feiran was shocked. What kind of curse is this? It's too sinister!

  How sad that a cultivator will not live to be two hundred years old!

  What's more, the Zongzheng family is still a famous alchemy family. If there is no curse, their family will be a hundred times more brilliant than it is now.

  The next moment, Ye Feiran froze. She also had a flame pattern, and it was very lifelike, with very bright colors...

   "Am I too?"

  Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zi looked at Ye Feiran quietly, they moved their lips, but they couldn't say a word.

  They really don’t know how to tell Ye Feiran.

  At this time, Ye Mulin finally moved. He walked behind Ye Feiran and reached out to hug her from behind.

  "In each generation of the clan family, there will be a person who may be able to release the curse. You are their generation, your mother is the previous generation, and passed on from generation to generation. You are now the only person in the clan who can release the curse."

   Hearing this, Ye Feiran turned his head to look at Ye Mulin, "Have you found out where my mother is?"

   Ye Mu Lin looked at Ye Feiran like this, with a distressed expression on her face, “Not for the time being, but I will definitely do my best to investigate.”

   Ye Feiran curled her lips and smiled, "Mu Lin, thank you!"

   Ye Mu Lin's hand holding Ye Feiran tightened suddenly, "We don't need to say thank you."

   Ye Feiran smiled, and quickly changed the subject, "What is the relationship between the broken picture and the flame pattern?"

   "Assemble the broken pictures, maybe you can find a clue to unlock the curse."

As soon as Ye Mu Lin's voice fell, Ye Feiran had two more broken pictures in his hands.

  Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing saw the remnant picture, their breathing suddenly became stagnant, and their eyes were filled with surprise.

   "You actually have two broken pictures!"

  "Where did you get the broken picture?"

  So, Ye Feiran explained the origins of the two broken pictures.

  "One of the broken pictures was actually in Qi Xuan's hands. I knew her so well that I never found it." Zong Zhengzi quietly couldn't laugh or cry.

  In addition to practicing and alchemy, their Zongzheng family is looking for the whereabouts of Aunt Zongzheng Yunyin and Cantu.

  At the same time, Zong Zheng Zixuan took out a broken picture from Na Jie and handed it to Ye Feiran, without the embarrassment of slapping himself in the face.

   Ye Feiran took the broken picture, and after a while, under the eyes of the four people, the color of the flame pattern on her wrist became darker again.

  (End of this chapter)