Ling Luoyu breathed slightly: "Sure enough, there is a problem... What is going on with them...?"

"You should already know that eight or nine are inseparable, what else do you ask me?"

Mo Xuanchen's hand slid down to her fingertips, fingers interlocking.

"The two of us finally got together, why do you keep thinking about other people's problems?"

"What does it mean to be difficult to be together? Mo Xuanchen, it seems you don't want to be with me now?!"

Ling Luoyu looked sideways and swiped his nails firmly on his palm.

"If you want, we can leave easily...Leave this place of right and wrong!"

Mo Xuanchen's hand trembled visibly, and he stared suddenly: "Yang Bing is the daughter of Yang Zhi's sister!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

This evildoer is avoiding her topic!

"Mo Xuanchen, what do you mean?"

Ling Luoyu suddenly shook off his hand, Feng eyes agitated slightly.

"My meaning is concise and concise, don't you want to pretend to be confused with me?"

"I don't have any... my meaning is also very clear and simple!"

Mo Xuanchen looked innocent, talking like a duck.

"Yang Bing is Yang Zhi's niece, and Yang Zhi is Yang Bing's uncle... Or... It can also be said that Yang Bing is Yang Zhi's own daughter, and Yang Zhi is Yang Bing's own father..."

Ling Luoyu stood up in shock, and took two steps back in shock: "You...what did you say?!"

Rao is because she has seen so many worlds, but still can't help the blood pouring up, her head "buzzing".

"Well... Mo Xuanchen, you successfully changed the subject! You mean... Yang Bing and Yang Zhi..."

"Yes! You heard it right!"

Mo Xuanchen shrugged indifferently, his expression slightly cold.

"The two of them are the most pure blood in the world... the central family..."

Ling Luoyu shook his head slightly inconceivably, and looked in Yang Bing's direction short of breath: "Why... so messy?"

"No mess!"

Mo Xuanchen beckoned, holding her in his arms.

"Yang Zhi and his own sister gave birth to a child... Yang Bing, it's that simple!"

"Well... what about Yang Bing's mother..."

"Yang Bing's mother... later fell in love with a man, but that man could not accept the relationship between her and Yang Zhi and abandoned her! So... she couldn't bear the pressure and committed suicide!"

Mo Xuanchen put away his joke, his eyes gradually sinking cold.

"When she committed suicide... Yang Bing was on the side and witnessed the death of her mother..."

Ling Luoyu's heart moved: "That... was it when she was five or six years old?!"

"Yes! Because of this incident, Yang Bing closed himself up, and his mind will always stay at the age of five or six..."

Ling Luoyu's heart was inexplicably heavy, and he was very uncomfortable: "How could this...the two of them? Don't you know each other, or..."

Her eyes flickered, and she suddenly thought of Yang Bing and Yang Zhi's intimate actions, and suddenly took a breath, her eyes slowly turned in horror, and she looked at Mo Xuanchen incredulously.

"Or...this is their...family...tradition?!"

"Yes!! For the purity of the bloodline!! This is the sea area to maintain the purity of the royal bloodline... inheritance!!!"

"Ohshit..."

Ling Luoyu's heart became more and more dull, and he unconsciously slurred again.

"This...what kind of perverted inheritance is this!? How can there be such a...shit inheritance?!"

This is clearly a family neurosis!

Regarding this kind of ruining the Three Views as a heritage, the infinite glory passed on, it was the first time she saw it! !