Although Song Jie's expression was painful at this time, his tone was still calm: "Young Master, our family dare not expect you to let our Song family go... I actually just want to ask, Miss Shiyao... How is her life now... Why is she not with you..." Lin Miao's eyes instantly filled with blood and shouted: "How is my sister doing?! You go and ask her how she is!"

As he said that, Lin Miao bit his teeth and directly grabbed Song Jie's neck. Mu Wushuang hurriedly flashed behind Lin Miao, reached out and grabbed Lin Miao's wrists and persuaded: "Rat! Don't worry first, make it clear..." But Mu Wushuang never expected that although he tried his best, Lin Miao's hands gradually joined together, and Song Jie's head gradually drooped.

Zhang Tingmu looked at Lin Miao with murderous intent and subconsciously rushed to Lin Miao. He and Mu Wushuang worked together to slowly spread Lin Miao's wrists: "Mouse, calm down and let him speak clearly!" Lin Miao's expression eased a little a little, and the force in his hand became much smaller: "You want to hear it, I'll let him finish it!"

Song Jie lowered his head and said in the voice of a weak mosquito and flies: "Second Master, our family knows that you hate our Song family. I have never dared to tell you before, just because you are afraid that you will... will cause trouble for our family... In fact, they regret it too. They shouldn't have done the beast act of selling their owners and seeking honor back then..." Lin Miao still stared at Song Jie with gritted teeth, but his fingers slowly loosened his neck and nodded: "Today you blocked the fire array for me, and the old debts of the Song family, Lin family will be written off since then!"

Song Jie showed a slightly happy smile, and hurriedly raised his breath and said, "Thank you, Second Master, just throw my body into the river later... I know your rules, so you won't have to do it..." After Song Jie said that, he closed his eyes calmly, then his head drooped forward, and there was no sound.

Lin Miao was stunned for a moment, twisted his body suddenly, and threw Mu Wushuang directly onto Zhang Tingmu. Song Jie's body was also thrown into the dark dark river by him. Lin Miao still shouted in anger: "Song Shuanghu should have died! Song Jie, Song Jie! Why are you saving me the fuck! I don't owe you Song family! What do you think I came to Jiangnan thousands of miles to do?! I want to avoid you damn people! You deserve to come to your door by yourself!"

Dao Wushuang looked at Lin Miao's background in a quiet and did not dare to move forward. Mu Wushuang and Zhang Tingmu also looked at Lin Miao with fear, and no one dared to say a word. Lin Miao turned his back to everyone, standing for half a stick of incense without saying a word. Finally, Zhang Tingmu moved his lips before asking him carefully: "Lin Miao, are you the descendant of Lin Zhaoshen, the Minister of War, and the Left Prime Minister Lin Zhaowei?"

Facing the dark river, Lin Miao raised his head and sighed slightly, without directly answering Zhang Tingmu. Zhang Tingmu continued, "Then, your life experience... is the posthumous son of the Lin family?" Lin Miao silently grabbed his collar with his right hand, and then pulled off his top suddenly, revealing his muscles' back. Mu Wushuang vaguely saw something hidden under Lin Miao's ponytail, but he could not see clearly.

Lin Miao slowly pushed the ponytail on his back to the side, revealing the green bamboo tattoo on his body: the vigorous and upright ink bamboo is still dazzling even in a gloomy light, extending along Lin Miao's spine to his shoulders. Zhang Tingmu took a deep breath and nodded: "Old Lin family's gentleman bamboo... mouse, you are indeed a descendant of the Lin family in the south of Jing!" Li Yu walked up to him with a look of surprise and said, "This... how is this possible! The Lin family is a show-off girl, but... hasn't the Lin family been killed by the whole family? How did the mouse survive?!"

Mu Wushuang walked behind Lin Miao, looked at the gentleman Zhu on Lin Miao's back and moved his lips: "Mouse, I seem to know why you... I hate others robbing women so much..." Lin Miao faced the surging river and took a deep breath and explained: "Mu Tou, Brother Tingmu, I have never wanted to mention the past... My father... is Lin Zhiheng, the governor of Henan, and his name is Jianqiong. My cousin is Lin Zhize, and his name is Yingbing, which means Bingxue's cleverness."

Mu Wushuang thought for a moment, then said with a loss of regret: "Senior Lin Yingbing, the number one beauty in the Central Plains twenty years ago, and our Grand Master, who is known as the Nanlong Beilin..." Li Yu smacked his tongue and continued: "Nanlong Beilin, one martial arts and one literary, a peerless and beautiful woman - it's a pity that Miss Lin has long lost all her news because of her change in the court. I'm afraid she has already died..."

Then Li Yu scratched his head and looked at Zhang Tingmu: "Senior Brother, is mouse really a relative to Senior Lin Yingbing? He is usually so unreasonable, not like..." Zhang Tingmu sighed and shook his head and said, "The tyrant monarch ruined the country and the chaotic turmoil. The Lin family's first family died the most unjust! When the empress Lin Shuhao started the dynasty, he assisted the emperors of three dynasties in a row and created a peaceful and prosperous era in this dynasty. Emperor Gaozu directly gave the Lin family the gold medal for avoiding death... But I don't know why the adults didn't invite the gold medal for avoiding death when they were suffering? Mouse, is there any hidden information here?"

Lin Miao was silent for a moment before smiling bitterly: "That's because my family's gold medal for death was stolen by Song Shuanghu and presented it to my grandfather and his political enemies..." Mu Wushuang and others looked at Lin Miao's back with complicated expressions. The surroundings were suddenly silent, and only the sound of gurgling water washed everyone's ears. Dao Wushao walked slowly to Lin Miao's side, reached out to touch the Junzizhu on Lin Miao's back and said, "Honey, the bamboo behind you is so beautiful. Do you have descendants of the Lin family?"

Lin Miao's face turned red and she hid with embarrassment: "Ah, yes. After the Lin family's descendants are one year old, both men and women will have bamboo tattoos. My tattoo was tattooed by my sister..." Dao Wushao put his red lips close to Lin Miao's face and said, "Honey, guess where is my tattoo?" Lin Miao's face turned redder and he immediately straightened his back and twisted his face: "This... how do I know..."

Dao Wushao smiled, then closed his long black hair and said, "My tattoo is also on the back, it is a centipede. My sister's tattoo is a spider, which ordinary people cannot see unless..." When he said that Dao Wushao stared at Lin Miao meaningfully, Lin Miao looked at the cave opposite, and didn't dare to say a word.

Dao Wushuang curled his lips a little discouraged: "You are really, really... I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, hum!" Mu Wushuang saw that Dao Wushuang had a little indifferent intention, so he could only interrupt her with a stern voice and said, "Mouse, our Grand Master has a very good relationship with your cousin, you should know?" Zhang Tingmu also nodded: "Yes, yes, when several Lord Lin were questioned, the Grand Master also rushed to Hebei. It's a pity that the Grand Master's martial arts were not achieved at that time and he could not save them..."
Chapter completed!