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"You... don't you want to know? Grandma's ability is unmatched in this world, and the abilities of her four disciples are equally unfathomable. Since you are Grandma's enemy, don't you want to know yourself and the enemy?"

"Even the Fifth Young Master doesn't know what he doesn't know. Do you think I will believe you just based on these few words of yours?"

"No no no..."

Uncle Qi was anxious and said quickly, "The Fifth Young Master of Jiangnan is just a substitute. He knows very little. I have been working in Butterfly Valley for many years and I know a lot about my mother-in-law."

I heard the three words Butterfly Valley.

Nan Mo smiled broadly, "So what?"

"You don't understand Butterfly Valley at all, let alone the powerful abilities of the witch. Butterfly Valley is a sacred place for Nanman sacrifices. It has a huge formation set up by the witches of Nanman generations. It can see the secrets of heaven and communicate with the gods. It has mysterious powers.

Many years ago, my mother-in-law calculated that the dragon veins left their habitat and immersed themselves in the human body, so she cultivated many people suitable for the dragon veins to live in, and cultivated their bodies into a container, a container that can hold the dragon veins.

As long as the formation shows any trace of the dragon vein, the container cultivated by the mother-in-law will follow the smell to find the person with the dragon vein in his body, and become the new habitat of the dragon vein before it awakens. "

Gong Chenyu's eyes darkened, and his gloomy pupils were unusually cold.

Nan Mo, on the contrary, looked calm. After all, she had already guessed that Chu Yunzhou was the container cultivated by the witch to carry the dragon vein.

I just didn’t expect that there were other people besides Chu Yunzhou.

She looked at Uncle Seven with a mysterious smile, "According to you, the three disciples of the witch went to look for the dragon vein?"

"It's one thing for them to search for the dragon vein, but they are also secretly conspiring with these countries to jointly besiege Daxia. In addition, the perfect vessel that Grandma values ​​the most has already sneaked into the capital of Daxia. Grandma said that the dragon vein is most likely in Daxia."

Gong Chenyu opened his thin lips slightly, and said in a frighteningly cold voice, "Have you sneaked into the capital?"

"Of course, when the time is right, your Great Xia country and the whole world will respect Grandma as the master!"

Nan Mo sneered and said leisurely, "Could this perfect vessel you are talking about be the real Fifth Young Master Chu Yunzhou?"

Uncle Qi's pupils shrank, obviously he didn't expect the other party to know it.

Gong Chenyu's eyes were as cold as ever, but also tinged with a hint of surprise.

He had his doubts about Chu Yunzhou, so he didn't have complete trust in them during all these years of getting along. Now he heard that Chu Yunzhou was actually the person trained by the witch to be the perfect replacement for himself.

Only then did he feel that Chu Yunzhou's escape in his early years and his later encounter with him might all have been a premeditated conspiracy.

"I may disappoint you. Chu Yunzhou is a useless chess piece."

The moment Nan Mo's phoenix eyes finished speaking, their cold expression instantly turned fierce and murderous.

"You are of no value, you can go on your way."

The fear in Uncle Qi's eyes was spreading. He didn't expect that the other party didn't care at all about these secrets that he thought were important.

His mind was working rapidly, trying to find out if there was any important information that he had missed.

He wanted to live. He had witnessed with his own eyes the miracle of his grandmother's elixir of life. From that day on, he longed for immortality. As long as he was alive, he would have the chance to live forever.

As long as he lives long enough, he will have enough time to accumulate wealth and abilities and will not be trampled upon by anyone. He is tired of being servile and fawning, and he wants to be a superior person.

But the premise of all this is to be alive, even if it is just a lingering breath.

In a flash, he blurted out, "I once overheard my mother-in-law accidentally say during a sacrifice in the forbidden area that the reincarnated goddess will appear in a few years.

As long as we find a body that the dragon veins approve of as its inhabitant before then, and let it and the reincarnated goddess blend their yin and yang at a specific time, we can open the door to the paradise."

"Who said that?" Nan Mo and Gong Chenyu asked sternly at the same time, and the whole room was suddenly plunged into a deep cold.

"Mother-in-law..."

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of both of them. At this moment, Nan Mo's mind flashed back to the letter left by her mother. In it, it was mentioned that after she found her beloved on her nineteenth birthday and married him, the dragon vein inheritance would awaken.

What happens after that is the awakening of the dragon vein inheritance, or the opening of the so-called door to paradise?

"Everything I said is true. I can take you into the Butterfly Valley. I can..."

"No need."

As soon as Nan Mo finished speaking coldly, Gong Chenyu hit the other party with a stream of true energy without any hesitation. In just a moment, Uncle Seventh died with his eyes open.

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The next day, the morning light was dim.

The massacre that did not alarm the people in the south of the Yangtze River finally ended.

After Xiao Qianyue returned with Shadow to report, he said something to Miss Lanyue, and then went to clean up the rats in the Jiangnan officialdom.

Nan Mo and Gong Chenyu were drinking at Haitangzui at this time.

The butler stood below respectfully, "Young Master, do you have any instructions?"

"What is my mother's identity?"

The housekeeper scratched his head helplessly, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago..."

"I am not my father's biological blood, right?"

Gong Chenyu's sudden question not only shocked the housekeeper, but also Nan Mo's eyes were filled with surprise, but she soon returned to her normal expression.

In fact, when she learned that Gong Chenyu's biological mother's identity was unknown that day, she also guessed that perhaps he was not the late emperor's biological son.

If it was the late emperor, how could he only know that his biological mother's surname was Mo and nothing else?

The butler was shocked and then silent. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Is there anything wrong with the young master's body?"

He hurriedly called to a servant beside him, "Hurry up and ask Mr. Thirteen to check the young master's pulse."

The servant disappeared from the main hall in an instant as fast as the wind.

"If you don't explain the reason today, from now on, we will just pretend that we have never met. This prince has nothing to do with Haitangzui."

Gong Chenyu suddenly stood up, placed the ink-colored jade token on the table, took Nan Mo's hand and was about to leave.

The housekeeper was incredulous and hurried forward to stop him, "Master, what are you doing? You are our Master, how can you just say you don't know me?"

Seeing that his young master was really quitting, the butler sighed, "I know very little. If the young master is determined to find out, wait for Mr. Thirteen to come and ask him."

Hearing this, Gong Chenyu stopped.

He actually didn't have much impression of Haitangzui's doctor, Mr. Thirteen. He didn't expect that this man was the real person in charge of this villa.

After a while, Mr. Thirteen, a man with white hair, hurried into the main hall carrying a medicine box.

But just as he was about to salute his young master, he noticed Nan Mo, who was wearing a veil, beside him.

Nan Mo keenly noticed that Mr. Thirteen looked at her with a somewhat unfriendly look.

Gong Chenyu also noticed it, and with a quick step he blocked Nan Mo behind him, looking at Mr. Thirteen with anger in his peach blossom eyes.

The housekeeper hurried forward, "Sir, this is Miss Nan who is engaged to the young master."

"engagement?"

Mr. Thirteen looked at Gong Chenyu with a pair of sharp eyes, "When did the young master have an engagement with this girl?"

"It's none of your business to manage this king's affairs!"

It was obvious that Gong Chenyu was angry at the moment, and he suddenly didn't want to know anything about his biological mother.

He turned around and took Nan Mo's hand, "Let's go."

Nan Mo didn't say a word from beginning to end. She didn't understand why Mr. Thirteen, who didn't even know what she looked like, was so hostile to her based on just one glance.

She doesn't like such people and doesn't want to have any contact with them.

Just as the two were about to leave, Mr. Thirteen suddenly said, "Does Lady Goddess have to pester my young master?"