Lao Cai's voice came to an abrupt end. He widened his eyes in horror, as if he had seen something incredible.

Cai Wenshuang's eyes were originally clear and bright, but now they became extremely strange.

One eye was radiantly golden, and the other was pitch black as ink. Two completely different colors intertwined and collided in her eye sockets, as if torn her soul apart.

"Hahaha... twin bloodlines! It turns out that blood is used as a medium! Old guy, I have accepted your daughter's life!"

In the distance, the crazy laughter of the opera Wujiang sounded again, like the declaration of the god of death, making people shudder.

The black fog rolled, and Xi Wujiang's figure gradually became solid. His eyes stared at Cai Wenshuang, as if he was looking at a prey of his own.

The twin bloodline, these four words were like thunder, exploded in Lao Cai's mind.

He suddenly remembered the ancient legend, the secret of the mountain people guarding for generations...

"Damn it! Don't think about it!"

At this critical moment, a sudden shout was like a thunderous explosion.

A figure floated like an immortal, falling from the sky, blocking between Xi Wujiang and Cai Wenshuang.

It’s Taoist Qingfeng!

His white hair fluttered and his clothes flew, like a banished immortal coming to the world.

Facing the aggressive Xi Wujiang, his face was calm and his eyes were calm, as if everything was in his control.

"The last link of the God-killing Bureau requires the blood of the closest relatives. Do you want to try it with me?"

Taoist Master Qingfeng spoke lightly, but the sound was not loud, but it clearly came into everyone's ears.

His tone was calm with a hint of mockery, as if teasing an ignorant child.

Before he finished speaking, Taoist Qingfeng's sleeve robe gently waved, and three ancient copper bells appeared out of thin air and floated in front of him.

The copper bell automatically without wind, making a crisp and pleasant sound, like the sound of nature, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Dingling...Dinglingling..."

Wherever the ringtone passed, the black fog seemed to have encountered a nemesis and began to dissipate.

Xi Wujiang's figure suddenly stopped, as if he was imprisoned by an invisible force.

"So...you are too..."

Xi Wujiang's voice fluctuated for the first time, no longer the posture of being arrogant and controlling everything.

A hint of shock and suspicion flashed in his eyes, as if he had discovered something that shocked him.

Taoist Master Qingfeng just glanced at him lightly, but did not respond.

His eyes turned to Cai Wenshuang.

Qingfeng Tao's long-sleeved robe was gently brushing, three copper bells jingled, and the sound of the bell rippled like water waves, which forced the surging black fog to retreat a little.

Lao Cai then came back to his senses from his shock, hugged the shaking Cai Wenshuang, and burst into tears: "Girl, what's wrong with you? Don't scare dad!"

However, Cai Wenshuang suddenly raised his head, staring at Lao Cai with his golden and black eyes tightly, with a heart-wrenching light flashing in his eyes.

Her hands, like iron pliers, tightly pinched Lao Cai's neck.

"Dad," Cai Wenshuang's voice was hoarse and cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of the gap of his teeth. "Why did you take me out of the opera house back then?"

Lao Cai was so pinched that he couldn't breathe, his old face turned red, and his eyes were filled with fear and confusion.

He trembled and took out a jade pendant from his arms, with the ancient word "play" engraved on it.

"Your mother... your mother is an abandoned baby from the opera family..." Lao Cai spitted out a few words with difficulty, "You... are flowing..."

Before he could finish his words, Cai Wenshuang suddenly burst out and grabbed the jade pendant with one hand. He pinched his five fingers hard. With a "click", the jade pendant was broken into powder.

"Abandoned baby?" A trace of pain and confusion flashed in Cai Wenshuang's eyes, "I... am a member of the Xi family?"

She let go of the hand that grabbed Lao Cai's neck, staggered back a few steps, and her mind was in chaos.

From childhood to adulthood, she thought she was just an ordinary mountain citizen, but she didn't expect that her life experience was so complicated.

At this moment, Xi Wujiang's crazy laughter came from a distance: "Hahaha! Twin bloodlines, indeed, blood is used as a medium! Since you have awakened, come and take it!"

Everyone looked in the sound and saw that Xi Wujiang actually tore open his chest and took out a beating heart from it!

The same golden black pattern as Cai Wen's pupils appeared on the surface of the heart, emitting a strange light.

At the same time, a shrill female voice came from the depths of the underground palace: "Okay!"

This voice, like a call from hell, is full of resentment and madness.

Old Cai trembled all over and his face turned pale in an instant.

He knew that it was Xi Yu's mother, the crazy woman who had been imprisoned in the underground palace for many years!

Cai Wenshuang stared at the beating heart in a daze. The strange patterns of the heart reflected in the golden and black pupils.

An inexplicable force attracted her, making her unable to help but stretch out her hand...

"Girl, don't!" Old Cai shouted with a silence, "That's a trap!"

Taoist Qingfeng frowned, and the copper bell in his hand jingled, as if he wanted to stop Cai Wenshuang, but he was worried.

Xi Wujiang looked at Cai Wenshuang and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Come on, come and take your destiny!"

Cai Wenshuang's hands were trembling, as if they were possessed, slowly stretching towards the beating heart.

Every time the heart beats, it seems to be hitting her soul, attracting her and bewitching her.

Just as the fingertips touched the warm and smooth surface of the heart, the world in front of me suddenly shattered, replaced by countless mirrors.

Each mirror reflects a different scene.

But her and Xi Yu always stood side by side, like twins of fate.

In one scene, they dress in gorgeous clothes and receive worship from all the people; in another scene, they ride horses and gallop on the battlefield; in another scene, they live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, living a life like idle clouds and wild cranes...

"It turns out that my brother has long been..." Cai Wenshuang murmured to himself, are these mirrors real memories or false illusions?

She couldn't tell the difference, nor could she have the power to tell the difference.

Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed her neck and woke her up from her confusion.

It's a boundless drama.

"Don't believe in those illusions!" Xi Wujiang's voice was hoarse and cold, like the venomous snake's spitting letters, "They are all fake, they are used to confuse you!"

Cai Wenshuang had difficulty breathing, and the world in front of him began to become blurred.

She wanted to struggle, but found that her body seemed to be imprisoned and could not move.

At this moment, a commotion came from the entrance of the underground palace.

Guanglingzi walked in quickly with twenty secret guards in black.

"Sir, let's kill the traitor!" Guanglingzi shouted loudly, his tone full of righteous indignation.

A glimmer of hope ignited in Cai Wenshuang's heart. Could it be that Xi Yu sent someone to save her?

However, the next scene made her completely desperate.

The secret guard suddenly pulled out his waist knife and pointed at Xi Wujiang.

"Master, you..."

Before the secret guard could finish his words, Xi Wujiang took action like lightning and crushed his throat.

With a crisp "click", the secret guard's commander widened his eyes, blood surged from his mouth, and he fell to the ground dejectedly.

"You...you..." Cai Wenshuang looked at this scene in horror, his heart full of disbelief.

Xi Wujiang sneered and threw the body of the secret guard aside, and his eyes fell on Cai Wenshuang again.

"Now, no one can save you."

Cai Wenshuang closed his eyes in despair, waiting for the arrival of death.

But death did not come.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that the surrounding scene had changed again.

Those mirrors still exist, but in each mirror, scenes with different timelines are repeated.

One of the mirrors attracted her attention.

In that mirror, a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

That was her father, Lao Cai.

But Lao Cai's actions at this moment made her creepy.

He was holding a medicine bottle in his hand and pouring the powder inside into a baby's mouth.

The baby's face was filled with pain and despair.

"That's me!" Cai Wenshuang's heart was shocked, and a strong sense of fear surged into his heart.

She smashed her frantically at the mirror, trying to stop Lao Cai's actions.
To be continued...