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Chapter 683 Guess Who I Am

Seeing that he couldn't speak seriously, Yuan Liyue started bragging as soon as she turned her head, and pointed to herself with a smile: "Oh, then tell me who I am."

The little old man: "..."

He was silent for a long time, then silently turned his head to look at Feng Lan.

Yuan Liyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Hey—then you can tell who he is."

Feng Lan took a leisurely look at Know-it-all.

Little old man who knows everything: "..."

He turned back to the front, leaving half a noble and glamorous side face for each of them, "Oh, I don't look at the person in front of me."

Yuan Liyue chuckled, took out a handful of spirit stones from the storage space, placed them in front of Baishitong, and tapped lightly on the table with her fingers: "Here, how about the rewards? Can you tell me? "

Baishitong looked at those high-grade spirit stones, his face changed again, and he pulled the spirit stones into his arms with a smile, "Hahahahaha, yes, of course, it's not a rare thing, how can it be worth so much money?"

Yuan Liyue's folding fan suddenly shifted: "Oh, don't you need it? Then I'll take it back?"

Bai Shitong was startled, and in the next second, he put all the spirit stones into his storage bag, and then stuffed the storage bag into the skirt of his clothes.

Coughed twice solemnly, and was about to speak when Xiao Er came in with food from outside.

A group of people brought out the dishes one by one, and Xiao Er said with a smile: "You three, please use it slowly, and call the younger one if necessary."

"Well, I see, you go out first."

"Hey~"

Xiaoer left again with a whimper of people.

Baishitong picked up the teacup and moistened his throat, and finally calmed down a lot, "Feng clan, since the last patriarch passed away, it has been worse every year. There is a small patriarch, and there is still hope. After all, the blood of the small patriarch is The purest of these generations, what a pity—”

A look of resentment flashed in the eyes of the know-it-all.

"Not long after, the little patriarch was murdered by the group of the second elders. The fragrance disappeared, and the high priest escaped from the Feng clan and disappeared without a trace. The second elder, after killing someone, blamed the eighth elder, even though everyone knew it, he still killed the eighth elder quietly while no one was paying attention, saying that he committed suicide in fear of crime."

"The eighth elder is also dead?"

Feng Lan frowned. There were nine elders in the Feng Clan. When his parents had an accident, three elders were not in the clan.

In order to protect his parents, the First Elder blew himself up and took away the Fifth Elder and the Seventh Elder. At that time, only the Second Elder, Fourth Elder, and Eighth Elder were left. Now there are only two people left?
"The fourth elder is still there?"

Bai Shitong nodded, and his words were quite disdainful: "The fourth elder is soft-boned, whoever gets the power to lick him, wags his tail when he is given a bone, and flatters the second elder, naturally nothing will happen."

"The Eighth Elder—"

"Because of lack of greed, he wanted to share the Feng clan equally with the second elder. How could the second elder agree? Taking advantage of the dark night and high winds, he invited him to Broken Arm Cliff and killed him quietly."

Yuan Liyue and Feng Lan didn't care how they were killed, as long as the dog died.

It's just that the Second Elder's family dominates now, so I don't know what kind of disaster will happen to the Feng Clan.

"Originally, the Feng Clan was a big clan that was comparable to the Dragon Clan, but it seems to have declined in the past few years!"

"How to say?"

Yuan Liyue frowned and said, "There are so many children from the Feng Clan, so it's not enough?"

(End of this chapter)