Dark green color, in the sun with a bit of cold confusion, and mysterious.

It was a pair of eyes that were very similar to Su Yu.

He is very tall, white skin, silver hair shawl, cold mirror looking at him, I do not know how to think of the last life in the lens saw the king of the spirit, noble, elegant, as if any good words, put on him, is a kind of blasphemy.

His face has already blurred his age. He is like a wise and deep old wise man, or a noble and cold young man.

This God like man standing in front of them, in the end, is to make people lost consciousness for a moment.

However, all the people present, except the hearty highland barley, knew clearly that no matter what his identity was, he had a very positive identity, that is, Su Yu's biological father.

Since the name Suyu appeared in the spiritual world for so many years, no one knows what his real identity is, only that he is Xia Ji's son, vaguely like the royal family of Nanyao state. Only those who know the truth know that he is not the blood of the royal family of Nanyao, but no one knows who he is, even he himself.

Even countless people doubted whether he was Shaji's son or not.

Han Jing knows that Su Yu is indeed Xia Ji's own son. Su Yaozheng has told her that Su Yu was born in the palace of NANYAO kingdom. Although she has not seen it with her own eyes, Su Yu is very similar to Xia Ji. This can't be fake or deceived.

It's just that the degree of Xia Ji's change of state, after all, makes people have such a twisted doubt.

Until this moment, when Hanjing saw the man, his first thought was that it was absolutely a family's and pro's.

They don't believe that they are related by blood.

His eyes fell quietly on Xia Ji's body, but his voice was surprisingly gentle, with only four short words: "you're back."

Xia Ji has a smile on her lips, but people who have long eyes can probably see how cold her smile is at the moment. It seems that the air around her is frozen in this moment, but her voice is as soft as ever with a frivolous tone: "yes, I'm back."

He used affirmative sentences, and she also answered affirmative sentences, but the atmosphere between the two people was very different.

But Ling Yue, standing behind Xia Ji, still tightly pursed his lips and even wrinkled his forehead. It was obvious that his rival could kill him in almost any way.

He suddenly regretted that he had agreed to let her come here. Although his opposition had no effect on her at all, it was far less than his panic at this moment.

Others are silent in this inexplicable atmosphere.

Only the brain seems to be relatively dull highland barley, smiling and full of excitement, he said to the man: "clan leader, sister Ling has finally come back. Shall we celebrate this evening and hold a reception for her?"

Then he whispered to Xia Ji: "sister Ling, you don't know. After you left, the patriarch hasn't married yet. It's good. You've come back at last!"

The sincerity of his smile, the cold of Xia Ji's eyes is a little bit spread.

Ling Yue's face is black. How strong is the rival?

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