"Huh?" Fufeng suppressed a smile, his eyes slightly darkened, "What's wrong?"

"Those two people in my memory..." Jun Muzhen exhaled slowly before saying these words, "Are they really my biological parents?"

Because the memories unblocked by the spirit of words are more unforgettable than when I recall them.

Those things just now were as if she had experienced them all over again. She even remembered everyone's expressions, looks, and movements clearly.

However, she didn't know the names of the "parents" in her memory.

Children are always not very sensitive to these things.

Since she was born in the Mu family, her "father" must be from the Mu family. As for her "mother"?

Jun Muqian frowned, it was more likely that it was the Wen family.

If not, how could the older generation of the Wen family be invited?

But as Mr. Wen said, whether she or Mu Zhi has innate spiritual roots, there should be no difference to their parents.

She has never lived in a big family, and she has always dealt with sects in her previous life, so she doesn't know the rights and wrongs of those big families.

But Jun Muxian knows that a big family has many more rules than a sect.

In the sect, all it takes is a hard fist.

However, the big family also has to look at the legitimate concubine, elder and younger, seniority and inferiority... and so on. Taken together, even if she was a rare genius in the Mu family for thousands of years, she would not be able to act arbitrarily.

Whenever Jun Muqian thinks of what the woman said to Mr. Wen in her memory, she wants to laugh.

Is there really a biological mother who would try so hard to discredit her daughter in front of outsiders?

Moreover, he said it so clearly and truthfully that it didn't look like a lie.

Even a fool can see the partiality between a man and a woman, right?

But the strange thing is that before that incident happened, they had never shown any partiality.

If you really hate her and like Mu Zhi, you can show it from the beginning, why should you endure it for three years?

Jun Muqian's eyes narrowed deeply. No wonder...this incident gave her the feeling of falling from heaven to hell in an instant?

What was the purpose of everything her "biological parents" did?

She will not believe what she said in her memory - you have been a genius for three years, give this opportunity to your sister, let her experience what it feels like to be a genius.

So, are they really her "biological parents"?

Hearing this question, Fufeng shook his head, his eyes were extremely sharp, and then he slowly said four words: "They don't deserve it."

Jun Muqian's eyes changed slightly.

Her master said "unworthy" rather than "not".

In other words, are the man and woman really her biological parents?

Are there really such partial parents in this world?

No, they are not.

Jun Muqian smiled coldly, even if it was true, she would not admit it.

There must be something deeper going on in this matter. How can you let it go so easily?

Do you like to take things from others?

She wanted to see if they could afford to use it after they robbed it!

If you use someone else's innate spiritual roots, won't you be haunted by nightmares when you fall asleep?

Have their family of three ever dreamed of a little girl covered in blood crawling back to them from the underworld road?

How can I feel at ease?

If it hadn't been for her innate spiritual roots being dug up, that little girl would not have ended up living in Huaxu, nor would she have been bullied by Ye Wanying and others, nor would she have died.

Of course, she won't come either.

"Master..." Jun Muqian curled her lips, a murderous intent flashed in her eyes, "Have you seen them and my 'good sister' when you went back?"

"Yes." Fufeng nodded slightly, "They didn't know that I took you away. They always thought that you were kidnapped by human traffickers."

"So over the years, they have always been grateful to me. During the holidays, they would come to visit Fu's family and give them gifts." He looked coldly, "But I threw away all the things they gave me."

He couldn't imagine what he would be like now if he hadn't happened to be practicing there at that time and hadn't heard that conversation.

Fufeng glanced sideways, looked at the woman in purple, and sighed softly.

"Ha." Jun Mu smiled lightly and said meaningfully, "I'm afraid they didn't expect that I am still alive and well."

She had a little bad taste in her heart. If she appeared in front of that couple in the future, how would they react?

After all, she and Mu Zhi are twins and look very similar...wait a minute!

Jun Muzhi suddenly looked up: "Master, does Mu Zhi really look exactly like me?"

How could anyone else share her great beauty?

Not happy.

Lord Jun felt aggrieved for the first time.

If that was the case, she would go and learn from Lou Xing how to completely change her face.

Alas, it's a pity, she really likes her face, it's not inferior to the charm of her previous life.

"Mu Zhi?" Hearing this, Fufeng was stunned. He thought about it, then shook his head, "I can't remember clearly."

After a pause, he continued: "But I'm not as good-looking as you, Xiao Qian, you don't look like her."

After saying that, he frowned again.

picture?

When mentioned this way, it doesn't seem to be the case.

He never pays much attention to people he doesn't care about, so this time he will go to Mu's house to have a look.

"That's good." Jun Muqian breathed a sigh of relief and said, half jokingly, half jokingly, "What if I look the same as her, wouldn't the master be able to tell the difference?"

No one likes others to have the same face as themselves, everyone likes to be unique.

"No way." Fufeng looked at her quietly, Wu Feng in white clothes said automatically, "My apprentice, how could I not recognize him?"

His little disciple has a quality that those disciples from big families don't have - a kind of calmness after all the glory has been washed away.

This is something you can't see from those juniors, they can't do this.

It was destined that she would never get far.

At this time, Jun Muqian seemed to remember something and hesitated for a moment: "Master doesn't let me participate in the Hundred Sects War, is he afraid that my identity will be exposed?"

If she looks a lot like Mu Zhi, wouldn't people from the seven major families become suspicious if they see her?

She felt a chill in her heart. That day, Ye Xuan said inexplicably that she looked similar to someone he knew.

Could it be that the person he was talking about was Mu Zhi?

Ye Xuan and Ye Tianbei, these two people must be the Ye family among the seven major families!

"Not really." Fufeng said, "Although your sister is known as a genius, she is relatively weak and never leaves home. Therefore, she has never appeared in front of the other six major families."

"That's it." Jun Muqian nodded.

Fufeng lowered his eyes and said calmly: "According to the rules, the Mu family is planning to wait until she reaches eighteen years old before officially introducing her to the other six major families."

Generally speaking, a genius with innate spiritual roots must be known to everyone.

"Eighteen years old..." Something flashed across Jun Muqian's eyes, and he thought thoughtfully, "It's been less than two years."

She didn't need to tell Fufeng to know that Mu Zhi's current cultivation level was definitely not comparable to hers.

Her memory has been unlocked, and she has recalled the power of her innate spiritual roots.

That kind of cultivation speed is really terrifying.

Moreover, the innate spiritual root she possesses is also the fighting spirit root with the strongest combat ability!

What's more, Wanling Continent is above Huaxu Continent, and the concentration of spiritual energy is countless times higher.

Under such circumstances, Mu Zhi also received all the resources of the Mu family, how could she not be strong?

Just be strong, Jun Mu smiled lightly, she was afraid that Mu Zhi was not strong.

Unfortunately, this "strongness" was stolen by Mu Zhi.

She had to admire Mu Zhi's shamelessness after stealing her sister's innate spiritual root and still being so confident.

Sure enough, these three people are a family, and their virtues are very matched.

Hearing this, Fufeng frowned: "Xiao Qian, do you want to..."

"Master, shouldn't he have guessed it a long time ago?" Jun Muqian raised his head, with a hint of curvature on his lips, "I must be going back to Mu's house."

What she wants is not the innate spiritual root. After all, with the spirit-devouring body in hand, the innate spiritual root is nothing to her.
To be continued...