Wanjie Bookstore also spoke uncertainly: There doesn't seem to be such a weird...tradition, right?

Jian Jinge passed by the crowd and landed on the old housekeeper.

Before she could even open her mouth, the old housekeeper knew what she wanted to ask. He immediately shook his head and said in a firm tone, "Master, please do a test. The fifth young master is human and does not have the blood of the angels."

Everyone in the Jian family was surprised for a moment when they heard this.

"Where is Young Master Jian?"

"No."

Jian Jinge looked at him suspiciously for several times, but the old housekeeper didn't shy away from his gaze and looked calm.

He took a step to the left and glanced at Young Master Jian Wu again. After a while, he expressed his guess, "Isn't Jian Luoling a member of the Jian family? Was she switched?"

There were many such melodramatic plots on Xiaoshushu's bookshelf before.

The old housekeeper shook his head helplessly, "No, Miss, she, she is indeed a member of the Jian family."

"Are you sure she has a grandmother with first-rate healing skills and a superb background? It wouldn't be that hard to fake it and deceive you, right?"

Take her for example, give her some time and wait for her to understand the new books about spiritual plants on the bookshelf. Jian Jinge can do the same.

The old housekeeper shook his head again and reminded her implicitly, "Second Miss, you know, the Jian family is different from others."

After he reminded her, Jian Jinge fell silent.

Indeed, the Jian family has the super bug Taboo 007, which can control and monitor all the Jian family members who are included in the family tree. Then identifying the Jian family bloodline should be a simple matter that cannot be simpler.

Jian Jinge took another step, paused as he thought of something, and turned back to look at Ling Mumu. "Where are Xiaoqi and Shiba?"

Ling Mumu glanced at it blankly, and her heart skipped a beat.

Yes, where are Xiaoqi and Shiba?

And at this moment,

Ling Xiaoqi and Ling Shiba are at the westernmost part of Haicheng, near the edge of the barrier.

Ling Xiaoqi was digging with his butt sticking out, his face was covered with dirt, like a little cat.

Ling Shiba squatted beside the pit with a serious face, looking around cautiously, "Xiao Qi, where have you dug?" (Undead language)

Ling Xiaoqi's muffled voice rose from the bottom of the pit. "It's almost there, Eighteen, keep an eye on it. If there's any movement, alert me." (Undead language)

Ling Shiba looked at the quiet sky, touched the collar around his neck, then touched his still heart, and spoke uncertainly, "Xiao Qi, if we do this, can we really help him escape from that devilish mother?" (Undead language)

They can only control this collar for a few minutes at a time.

When the time is up, you have to return to your original appearance, empty your mind, and hypnotize yourself to avoid the collar's monitoring.

This is a small matter for these undead souls.

But I don't know why, it always feels uneasy.

Ling Xiaoqi stuck her butt out, kicked her legs hard, and pulled out. With a big painted face, she patted her chest and promised, "Trust me, follow Sister Xiaoqi, and I promise to take you to eat and drink." (The dead say)

Ling Shiba: Can you cook? (Undead language)

Xiao Qi said confidently: No (Undead language)

This left Eighteen speechless and choked.

Ling Xiaoqi didn't care what it was thinking. He kicked his legs and stuck out his butt, continuing his plan of digging a hole in the ground.

The Holy Sword quietly peeked out from behind a snowy tree hole, and after making sure that the aura that frightened the sword had completely disappeared,

Suddenly, a sword heaved a sigh of relief, bent the sword slightly, and wiped the cold sweat off the sword.

The entire sword slid directly down from the snow tree like a ball of soft mud.

So scary, Lord Gaius's aura is really frightening.

The Holy Sword is so sad.

It betrayed the enemy and pointed its sword at the angels. Lord Gaius wouldn't have noticed, so he captured it and punished it, right?

Fortunately, it hid quickly and Lord Gaius didn't find it. Otherwise, it would definitely be thrown into cleaning toilets for a hundred years or even a thousand years!

The toilet is so smelly, it is not worthy of its tall and mighty holy sword.

But Lord Gaius always finds punishment to torture this holy sword.

Either cleaning the toilet, picking up manure for the spiritual plants, or bathing the smelly mount,

It can torture Ben Jianjian's soul.

At this moment, the Holy Sword heard the conversation between the two undead, and the sword slightly bent and poked its head out from behind the tree.

I was a little curious and moved closer.

When Ling Shiba turned his head, he came face to face with a sword emitting golden light, and was completely stunned.

Before it could react, Eighteen saw the glittering sword swaying left and right on Xiaoqi's raised buttocks.

Then, he turned the sword horizontally and vertically and stabbed Xiaoqi's butt.

Suddenly, Ling Shiba gasped for a breath of undead energy, and instantly covered his butt with his two claws.

At the same time, Xiaoqi heard a terrifying scream.

Jian Jinge's ears moved slightly, and he took a step sideways, looking in the direction of Xiao Qi's scream, as if he wanted to see the source of the sound through many obstacles.

Next second,

He raised his eyebrows slightly, a smile flashed across his eyes.

"Little Broken Sword, fork them both back."

Ling Mumu scratched his head and looked in the direction of Boss Jian.

The others were also curious about who she was talking to. Therefore, they all looked in the direction she was going.

then……

After a while, a golden streak of light was seen across the sky.

At the same time, two sharp screams and a voice in an unknown language suddenly resounded throughout the sky.

Everyone was confused.

But soon, they were no longer confused.

I saw a golden, majestic sword approaching with two pale-faced people.

Finally, it hovered in front of Jian Jinge, circled around her, and the sword even rubbed the back of her hand very dog-leggedly.

Everyone: ...???

The moment Ling Xiaoqi and Ling Shiba looked into Jian Jinge's half-smiley black eyes, all the quintessence of the national language of the dead disappeared!

The two undead ghosts were like quails, silently shrinking their necks, their eyes wandering, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Jian Jinge rubbed his brows and said, "Eighteen, can you cook?" (Undead language)

Ling Shiba nodded frantically, "Yes, yes, yes!" (Undead language)

"Well, go cook. Make sure it's delicious. I won't bother with you about this matter!" Jian Jinge said softly, rubbing the top of his head.

Ling Shiba listened to the tone that was almost identical to the one in the experiment, felt the warmth above his head, shuddered all over, and nodded frantically.

Ling Xiaoqi immediately raised his paw and said eagerly, "I, I, I can cook too!" (Undead language)

Jian Jinge patted the holy sword lightly and ordered, "Are you bored? Go, pick it up and have some fun."

Speaking of playing, the holy sword comes alive.

The holy sword shook its blade, promising to complete the task.

Then he picked up Ling Xiaoqi and flew away!

Everyone:...

Jian Jinge looked at the old butler again, "By the way, where were we just now?"

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