Chapter 81: Luo Cun, Originally a Brother and Sister
Lin Keqing extended the tip of his right finger, and a drop of blood emerged from the tip, piercing his strict finger. Two drops of blood swayed around their respective fingertips, as if greeting each other.
Strictly not stunned by Xuanqi's spells, but scared by Lin Keqing's bizarre ideas.
Blood dripping to identify relatives
Science has long confirmed that this cannot be used as a basis for identifying relatives.
But next, a light golden spot the size of a sesame seed separated from each of the two drops of blood, illuminating the entire room with a bright golden light. Inside, there was also a flow of radiance, projecting two light colored shadows on the wall. One was tall and the other was slender, clearly the two of them. Strictly feeling their blood vessels itching, as if something was awakening, I had to believe that there was really a blood connection this time.
Lin Keqing saw the confirmed result and felt happy in his heart. He shook his hand and two golden lights disappeared from each other's fingertips. He was pleasantly surprised and said, "Did you see that we come from the same source and are very close in blood. I think there should be someone with the surname Lin or a blood relationship with the Lin family in your immediate family
My mother's surname is Lin, "my strict shoulders drooped. He remembered a popular joke online every Valentine's Day, wishing all lovers in the world were long lost siblings.
Compared to his disappointment, Lin Keqing was excited and held his hand excitedly. His beautiful eyes shone brightly, and his already beautiful face became even more radiant and moving. "That's right. What I'm telling you is about the life and death of the Lin family," he said
Strictly like a frostbitten eggplant, how can the matter of life and death be more serious than falling in love with a sister with blood ties.
This golden light is the immortal blood that all cultivators dream of. As their cultivation deepens, their talents will awaken
Rigorous and struggling alone, Qingqing, are we distant relatives, the kind who have been separated for many generations