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Wu Ming started laughing. He stood inside the cave and laughed unceremoniously: "Sixth brother, your story is very interesting, and the joke is also very funny."

Wu Ming's laughter had been echoing in the cave the entire time, causing all the Sand Bandit to stop what they were doing and look at Wu Ming. Within the jade belt, only this unfamiliar man dared to be so presumptuous in front of Wu Cunjing, even some of the Sand Bandit s had some anger in their eyes.

Wu Cunjing waved his hand and all the Sand Bandit s retreated. There were only three people left in the empty cave: Wu Cunjing, Wu Ming and Sang Yu.

Wu Cunjing stood up with a smile. Because of the alcohol, his steps were unsteady: Seventh Brother, do you think this is a joke? I hope it's a joke.

Wu Cunjing stood with his hands behind his back: I also hope that this is a joke, but I really do envy you. My mufei does not have a family, does not have any background. Everyone thinks that my mufei is the concubine of the imperial harem. Only my mother knew that she was doted upon by the Emperor of Great Sheng because she served your mother all those years ago.

Or do you think that you really saved Sun Xuanqing all those years ago? You were so young then, how could you have the ability to protect people other than yourself? Wu Cunjing looked straight into Wu Ming's eyes: Sun Xuanqing is a great talent of the current world, he is such a great talent that looks down upon others, why would he follow a king that looks like a useless king? If it wasn't for the Emperor of Great Sheng's permission, how would he be willing to follow by your side?

Is that so? So he was actually one of the sons of the Emperor of Great Sheng that she was most concerned about? Wu Ming felt that these words were kind of funny, but other than that, he also felt a little sad. Wu Ming couldn't say what he felt in his heart, but he felt a faint pain there. This feeling wasn't even this strong when he heard that Emperor of Great Sheng had passed away.

Could it be that Mr. Sun was sent by the Emperor of Great Sheng to protect him? So those years of indifference were for the sake of protecting him? The corner of Wu Ming's mouth rose into a smile once again. He was laughing at himself, laughing at how stupid he was. But who could he tell to now that he had a bellyful of words?

Wu Cunjing circled around Wu Ming: My mother said before that she envied your mother. She had a pair of pure white wings that allowed her to fly freely in the sky.

Wu Cunjing whispered into Wu Ming's ear with a ghost-like voice. "She also told me that whether male or female, a pair of wings would gradually grow out from the descendants of Wing Clan when they were eighteen years old. Seventh brother, do you feel anything strange on your shoulder?

Wu Ming frowned as he looked at his own Wu Cunjing. Wu Ming pursed his lips and did not say anything. Wu Ming thought that he was burnt by the scorching sun of the endless Sea of Sands, so he didn't mind it too much.

Wu Cunjing placed his only left hand on Wu Ming's left shoulder and asked word by word, "Seventh brother, when it's late at night, do I feel like something is going to grow out from my back?" It was said to be an unbearably itchy feeling.

After Wu Cunjing said this, he suddenly used his strength to tear off Wu Ming's clothes.

Sizzle …

The clothes made an ear-piercing noise as Wu Ming looked at the clothes in Wu Cunjing's hands that were torn to shreds.

Seventh Brother, what are you trying to do?

Sang Yu's eyes immediately stopped at the two shoulders behind Wu Ming. There were two deep black lines on the skin there. If it was anyone else, they would not be able to see what it was, but Sang Yu was different. She was the successor of the God's Eye, and under her skin and skin, she could clearly see a pair of black wings that had just sprouted.

Sang Yu stood up and said with a certain tone of voice: "Brother Ming, what he said was true."

Wu Ming saw that it was hard for Sang Yu to accept this matter, so he nodded his head once again to confirm Wu Cunjing's words.

You are indeed a descendant of Wing Clan.

After obtaining Sang Yu's confirmation, Wu Ming started to rummage through the cave. He immediately found a worn-out copper mirror in the cave, and the copper mirror was filled with dust. Wu Ming used his hands to wipe the dust on it, trying to see his own back.

Through the blurry copper mirror, Wu Ming saw his own back in the copper mirror. There were two black marks on his shoulder blade. Wu Ming stretched out his hand to feel his back. His back became uneven and Wu Ming felt that there was some panic in his heart.

Don't worry. Sang Yu took a piece of clothing from the side and placed it on Wu Ming's shoulder: This kind of growth would last two years, or even be faster. This was a process that everyone in the Wing Clan would have to go through. Only in this way would they be able to grow wings and soar in the sky.

Sang Yu's words, were like a tranquilizer. She recovered her somewhat panicked heart and asked: "You …" Why tell me this?

Wu Cunjing sat on his old broken chair: The hatred for the murder of his father was irreconcilable.

I hope for you to avenge the Emperor of Great Sheng. "Wu Cunjing raised a wine bowl with his left hand, then laughed bitterly:" I'm not going to make it. I heard that An Prince is already at the level of Great Profound Master, I …

Wu Cunjing thought about it for a moment before continuing: Based on my current state, I probably won't be able to avenge the Emperor of Great Sheng in my life. Everything I said just now is true.

Wu Ming remained silent. He still did not have the time to accept everything that Wu Cunjing had told him, nor did he accept the fact that he was a descendant of the Wing Clan. Regardless if what Wu Cunjing said was true or false, the An Prince was still a target that he had to kill.

Not only had the An Prince slaughtered the entire imperial family, they had also insulted the entire imperial family. Furthermore, their father was irreconcilable, so no matter what, killing the An Prince was their common goal.

Regarding Wu Cunjing's words, Wu Ming did not comment. Wu Ming started to recall those people from the past, it was like a lifetime ago. He also thought of Jia Wang Wu Heng. If not for An Prince's rebellion, Jia Wang Wu Heng would have already been married. He thought about the jade pendant that Jia Wang Wu Heng had given him when he was married, that pair of jade pendants that he had never worn once. The jade pendants that he left at home when he left the Jian Ling, the An Prince's Jian Ling had probably gone missing long ago.

Wu Cunjing's voice was extremely unpleasant to hear, as if someone had placed a piece of burning red charcoal in his mouth: It's said that the Winged Clan will have a body at the peak of martial arts once they mature, I am no longer that Yu Prince from back then. I am now like a mouse in the desert. Only you! You! You are my only hope for revenge.