"So, my eldest brother and my second brother are actually members of the Xiao family?"
Qi Xiao took a deep breath and digested bit by bit the past events about his mother.
If other people were either in complicated moods or in ecstasy at the moment, he was always called the son-in-law of his little Phoenix Dragon Aotian Dragon King, and he was almost immune to these things.
"it's not true……"
Emperor Sheng De shook his head.
"Strictly speaking, you are the only one who is truly a member of the Xiao clan. It's hard for me to explain why. Your mother just said in the letter that she has the seal left by your grandmother in her body. She couldn't pass on her gifted bloodline to you. of."
Hearing this, Feng Xi's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Are you trying to say that before giving birth to Qi Xiao, the seal on my mother-in-law's body was broken due to some unexpected reasons? That's why he ascended?"
Emperor Sheng De: "..."
"Let me think about it again. The blood in Qi Xiao's body is useful, but not completely useful. Being useful means that his talent is different from ordinary people, especially when it comes to martial arts and sword practice. But not being completely useful means that his blood needs to be activated, otherwise he will die. You can’t use the power of ‘immortal’, right?”
Emperor Shengde: "?"
No, is it really the wrong thing to hold?
Zhaoling is my bloodline, and you are the youngest daughter of the Qi family?
How the hell do you know more than Zhao Ling himself?
Feng Xi shrugged for a second and said:
"There's nothing I can do about it. I think I know too much after watching too many male porn videos. Routines, these are all routines!"
Emperor Sheng De didn't understand what was wrong with routines, so he just continued:
"In short, Zhao Ling was an accident, but it was such a coincidence that both your mother and your grandmother thought it was God's will, so they did not control your life without authorization. In fact, you yourself also know that your parents' expectations for you were originally It means peace, joy and a worry-free life..."
If it hadn't been for that bloody battle, Zhao Ling would have been the most dazzling son of aristocratic family in Dazhao, a person that many people would flock to.
After sighing deeply, Emperor Shengde still said:
"Xiao's situation must be more complicated than we know. This is why your mother and grandmother do not intend for you to recognize your ancestors and return to the clan. However, the letter your mother left for me also included a message for your grandmother. The method, how you do it is all up to you.”
Having said this, Emperor Shengde immediately winked at Zhao Xi who was standing aside, and Zhao Xi immediately took out a sandalwood box from a hidden compartment at the back.
The box was opened, and a short sapphire flute lay quietly inside. The jade was warm and cool, and the whole body was clear. Only the word "Xiao" stood out at the end of the flute, which was elegant and refined, unlike ordinary pens.
There is also a parchment scroll under the flute. The music score on the scroll obviously matches the jade flute, making it a set of objects.
"This thing was sent with your mother's letter. The reason why it was given to me instead of someone else is probably because I am a close friend of Yuan Ming and also know something about the Xiao family. It is said that only you, Xiao, have this thing. You can use it, so I really can’t help you with the matter of sending the message.”
Emperor Sheng De believed that he had explained everything he could, and it was up to Qi Xiao himself to decide.
After all, judging from the fact that the Xiao family cut off all contact with Qi Yuanming because Xiao Ling insisted on marrying her despite family opposition, her clan must be very xenophobic.
Judging from the meaning of Xiao Ling's letter, only his grandmother should know about Qi Xiao's inheritance of bloodline, so it's hard to say how other people in the clan will treat him.
And they are now facing a problem. There are "immortals" in Jokhang who are making trouble for them. Are these "immortals" also related to the Xiao family?
Could it even be that Mr. Xiao wanted them to disappear, so...
All of this was more or less a conspiracy theory, but it was something he had to consider as a superior.
"Consort..."
Seeing that Qi Xiao had not accepted the jade flute for a long time, and the atmosphere in the hall gradually became solemn, Zhao Xi finally couldn't help but call him in a low voice.
After hearing this, Qi Xiao immediately came to his senses and raised his hand to take the relic that belonged to his mother.
Of course, it is also Xiao’s token.
After pondering for a moment, Qi Xiao finally raised his eyes and looked at Emperor Shengde and said:
"Father, don't worry, my son will learn the music score as soon as possible so that he can contact his grandmother."
"You have thought about it..."
Emperor Shengde knew that Qi Xiao was not an evasive person, but after all, Mrs. Xiao was not an ordinary person, so he still hoped that Qi Xiao would think twice before acting.
However, the determination and heat in Qi Xiao's eyes soon told Emperor Sheng De that he not only had thought clearly, but he was also looking forward to meeting the Xiao clan members.
Emperor Sheng De couldn't help but look at his daughter, as if hoping she could express some opinions, and then heard Feng Xi say:
"Awakening of the bloodline, the road to the strong, the chosen one, the son of the plane, whoever doesn't go is an idiot~"
Emperor Sheng De: "..."
Feng Xi tilted her head. If she hadn't been worried about Qi Xiao, she would have said that her parents' sacrifice to heaven was extremely powerful!
And Qi Xiao, Long Aotian, is obviously much more sober than Feng Xi. He knows very well why he must meet the Xiao clan members.
First, Dazhao has already had so-called "immortals" come into the world, and he must find out whether these people are related to the Xiao family.
According to the routines and methods that Feng Xi told him before, since the fairy left a legacy to the Xiao family, she must also have left a responsibility.
He even boldly speculated that one of them was that the Xiao clan members were not allowed to enter the world at will, and they were even more taboo about using the power she gave them to hurt "mortals" at will.
Now that this "immortal" has entered the world to disrupt the situation, Mrs. Xiao may not really be responsible for taking action.
Second, he needs to become stronger.
Not only to protect the remaining family members and Han Yuguan, where his parents' efforts were concentrated, but also to protect the person he always wanted to protect.
Looking sideways at Feng Xi beside him, Qi Xiao felt that he was still too weak.
If there really is an "immortal" in the world, all his pride will be empty talk.
If he doesn't have enough strength, why should he stand by her side?
Just because he has been doing long-term work for her?
If he can do such a thing, so can others.
Maybe others are not as good as him, but does it matter?
At least he didn't think it was that important.
Third, they need a force to divert the enemy's attention so that they can rescue the sleeping Mr. Xie.
It was true that Little Phoenix had medicine in his hand, but this time it was different from the previous plague and Emperor Shengde's illness. It was an "immortal" who took action, and the medicine he used was not an extraordinary thing.
If they cure the person easily, the other side will definitely suspect Little Phoenix through various clues.
They could think of ways to make those people doubt Bai Yi, but considering Bai Yi's ability to protect himself, they might as well make them doubt Feng Xi.
But it's different when the Xiao family comes out of the mountain. They can instantly attract all the attention of the opponent and hide them in the dark.
In short, if you hide the little phoenix, you can catch the opponent by surprise many times.
After completely clarifying his thoughts, Qi Xiao was full of fighting spirit, and then listened to Feng Xi saying:
"So, can you play the flute?"
Qi Xiao: "..."
Okay, it doesn’t seem possible...
