Chapter 746 The Curse of the Zongzheng Family

"What residual image? We don't have any residual image." This was the first time Zong Zhengzixuan looked at Ye Mulin so boldly and spoke so calmly.

Zongzheng Zijing also stared at Ye Mulin, as if he was facing a formidable enemy!

Seeing this, Ye Feiran became more interested in the residual pictures among the three of them. She could also see that Zong Zhengzixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing were pretending, and they must have residual pictures.

If it was really a ghostly residual image, she would also want to change it.

Of course, if Zongzheng Zixuan and Zongzheng Zijing are not willing, she will not force it.

Ye Mulin glanced at them and said calmly, "Ran'er needs the remaining pictures."

Ye Feiran: "???"

Why did it involve her again?

Could it really be that ghostly residual picture? But isn’t that residual picture something Nan Shuang regards as a treasure? What does it have to do with her? Could it be related to the flame pattern?

Zongzheng Zixuan and Zongzheng Zijing looked at Ye Feiran at the same time, their expressions changing in a thousand ways, and in the end they only remained complicated.

Ye Feiran blinked his eyes, very confused, forced a smile on his face, and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zong Zheng Zijing threw away the bowl in his hand, walked up to Ye Feiran, grabbed her left hand, pushed her clothes away, revealing the flame pattern on her left wrist.

Zong Zhengzijing looked at the flame pattern that was the same as the real one, and his eyes immediately filled with mist. Why?

Seeing his sister's reaction, Zong Zhengzixuan already had the answer in his heart. He stood up stiffly and walked over stiffly. When he saw the flame pattern on Ye Feiran's wrist, he pursed his lips tightly and clenched his hands slightly into fists.

This flame pattern should appear on the hands of members of their Zongzheng family, but why did it appear on Ye Feiran's hand? She is only half of the Zongzheng family.

If possible, he would rather have this flame pattern grow on him, and let me bear all the consequences.

Yes, when they saw the flame pattern, they were sure that Ye Feiran was the daughter of their aunt Zongzheng Yunyin, and there was no way she could fake it.

The atmosphere around them was very depressing. Ye Feiran looked at the flame pattern on his wrist, then at Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing, and became even more confused.

"What's wrong with this flame pattern?"

However, no one answered her question.

Ye Feiran looked at Ye Murin, who also maintained the same movement, his beautiful sword eyebrows slightly frowned, looking at her wrist not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ahem..." Ye Feiran coughed slightly and asked again, "Are the residual pictures you are talking about ghostly?"

At this moment, Zong Zheng Zijing finally responded, but she did not answer Ye Feiran. Instead, she hugged Ye Feiran and said, "Feiran!"

Hearing the cry in Zong Zheng Zijing's voice, Ye Feiran suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his arms to hug Zong Zheng Zijing and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Zong Zheng Zijing still didn't answer Ye Feiran, and his whole body began to tremble slightly, and warm tears fell on Ye Feiran's neck drop by drop.

At that moment, Ye Feiran froze.

The heroic and beautiful woman who looked like sunshine in her eyes actually cried. She thought that girls with this kind of personality were like men and would not shed tears easily.

"Zijing, why are you crying? If you have anything to do, let's talk slowly. There's no need to cry." Ye Feiran gently patted Zong Zheng Zijing's back and comforted her.

However, Zong Zheng Zijing cried louder and louder, "Woo woo..."

Ye Feiran's head suddenly felt heavy, and he didn't know how to comfort him for a moment, so he had to look at Zongzheng Zixuan for help.

When she saw Zong Zhengzixuan's eyes were a little red, Ye Feiran felt even worse. A man would not shed tears easily!

Just for a moment, she realized very strongly that there was something wrong with this flame pattern, and it was a bad thing.

Zong Zhengzixuan moved his lips, but decided to comfort his sister first. He didn't know if he could say it in one breath.

"Zijing, if you keep crying, Feiran will cry too." Zongzheng Zixuan said.

Ye Feiran: "..."

Are these really words of comfort? Is it useful?

However, Zong Zheng Zijing's crying really stopped. After wiping away her tears, she let go of Ye Feiran.

Ye Feiran blinked, it was really useful!

Zong Zheng Zijing and Zong Zheng Zixuan looked at each other and rolled up their left sleeves, revealing two flame patterns that were exactly the same as those on Ye Feiran's wrists, but the color was much lighter than Ye Feiran's. They could be seen at a glance. the difference between them.

Ye Feiran looked at the flame patterns on their hands, and then at the flame pattern on his own hand, and was filled with doubts, "Why do you also have flame patterns?"

"Everyone in our Zongzheng family has a flame pattern like this on his left wrist." Zongzheng Zixuan said with a bitter smile.

Ye Feiran: "Why?"

Zongzheng Zixuan glanced around, then at Ye Mulin, and said in a hoarse voice, "This is the curse of the Zongzheng family."

"Curse?" Ye Feiran was even more confused. What does this flame pattern have to do with the curse?

Zong Zhengzi quietly raised his eyes and looked into the distance, with a hint of bitterness on his face, and said in an equally hoarse voice, "Since the generation of my great-grandfather, no one in the Zongzheng family has lived to be two hundred years old. Even if he takes a thousand or ten thousand years of medicine, With the longevity fruit, everyone will die suddenly the day before they reach two hundred years old, without exception."

Hearing this, Ye Feiran was shocked. What kind of curse was this? It was too sinister!

How sad it must be for a cultivator to live less than two hundred years!

What's more, the Zongzheng family is still a famous alchemy family. If there was no curse, their family would be a hundred times more glorious than it is now.

The next moment, Ye Feiran froze. She also had a flame pattern, and it was very realistic and the color was very bright...

"Me too?"

Zongzheng Zixuan and Zongzheng Zijing looked at Ye Feiran. They moved their lips, but they couldn't say a word.

They really didn't know how to tell Ye Feiran.

At this time, Ye Murin finally moved. He walked behind Ye Feiran and reached out to hug her from behind.

"Every generation in the Zongzheng family will have a person who may be able to break the curse. You are their generation, and your mother is the previous generation. From generation to generation, you are now the only person in the Zongzheng family who is likely to break the curse."

Hearing this, Ye Feiran turned to look at Ye Murin, "Have you found out the whereabouts of my mother?"

Ye Murin looked at Ye Feiran like this with a distressed look on his face, "Not yet, but I will do my best to investigate."

Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "Mu Lin, thank you!"

Ye Murin's hand holding Ye Feiran suddenly tightened, "There is no need to say thank you between us."

Ye Feiran smiled and quickly changed the subject, "What does the residual picture have to do with the flame pattern?"

"By gathering together the remaining pictures, we may be able to find clues to unlocking the curse."

As soon as Ye Mulin finished speaking, Ye Feiran had two more residual pictures in his hand.

When Zong Zheng Zixuan and Zong Zheng Zijing saw the broken picture, their breaths suddenly froze, and their eyes were full of surprise.

"You actually have two residual pictures!"

"Where did you get the scraps?"

So Ye Feiran told the origin of the two residual pictures.

"One of the broken pictures is actually in Qi Xuan's hands. I am so familiar with her, but I never found it." Zong Zheng Zijing looked dumbfounded.

In addition to practicing and refining alchemy, their Zongzheng family is looking for the whereabouts of their aunt Zongzheng Yunyin and the remaining pictures.

At the same time, Zongzheng Zixuan took out a broken picture from Najie and handed it to Ye Feiran, without any embarrassment of slapping himself in the face.

Ye Feiran took the residual picture, and after a while, under the gazes of four people, the color of the flame pattern on her wrist became darker again.