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945: Uncle and nephew recognize each other [please vote](2/2)

Jimo Qiu looked at him who was covered in blood: "Let's not talk about this for now. I will help you recover from your injuries first, so as not to leave any hidden diseases."

Gong Xiqiu grinned stupidly.

"No, no, no, this little injury is unnecessary."

Jimo Qiu's eyes seemed to disapprove.

Gong Xiqiu said: "I'll just shed my skin."

Although his cultivation level has not yet reached the level of being able to regenerate severed limbs, in a sense, this is stronger than regenerating severed limbs. As long as he still has a trace of his heart and a breath left, he can use the totem

Molting accelerates recovery from injuries.

Almost immortal.

Gong Xiqiu guessed that this might be related to his death once.

He wasn't going to confess this matter to his eldest nephew, not because he was on guard, but because the night of genocide had passed, and he didn't want his relatives to worry about it anymore. Fortunately, Jimo Qiu didn't mean to get to the bottom of it: "That's okay, okay.

.”

The process of Gong Xiqiu's molting looks quite interesting.

First, it transforms into the original form of a totem, which is coiled around the sharp edges on the body surface. It squirms and crawls in the darkness, allowing the congestion forced out of the meridians to blend into the fake skin that is about to be discarded. After the molting is completed, it will be tender, smooth, and flawless.

's new body.

only--

"My eldest nephew looks at me like this, which makes me feel embarrassed."

Gong Xiqiu has traveled all over the mainland in the past few years. Apart from looking for his brother and nephew, he has not left behind in martial arts. He is often injured. In the past, he shed his skin and healed his injuries without feeling anything was wrong. But now he was stared at by five pairs of eyes.

The illusion of being watched.

Jimo Qiu staggered his eyes.

The injury was not too serious and the molting process went smoothly.

After the molting, his skin was so tender and shiny.

The five eldest nephews gathered around the fire.

The earthenware pot above the fire was boiling gurgling broth. It was a few big snakes that Shao Chong caught out of boredom. The meat was tender and smooth, and it could be cooked with full color, flavor and flavor without much seasoning.

For the first time in his life, Gong Xiqiu knew what it meant to be timid when close to home.

When the situation was crisis before, he didn't have to worry much about his emotions. He could just follow his heart and get to know his eldest nephew. Now that the crisis was over, he suddenly realized that he and his eldest nephew were completely strangers before today. Counting the time, eldest nephew

It hasn’t been long since I lost my father.

Thinking of this, Gong Xiqiu's heart softened.

He ignored Chao Lian and others.

He sat down directly next to Jimo Qiu and took the initiative to find a topic: "Eldest nephew, how have you and your eldest brother been doing these years?"

Jimoqiu stopped while stirring the sticks of the bonfire in his hand.

My mind was stuck for a few seconds.

He has been following his teachers and them all these years.

The teacher is the only Gongxi person.

Could the "eldest brother" mentioned by the second uncle refer to the teacher?

The teacher...is his father?

Jimoqiu quickly denied this speculation.

The teacher had previously admitted that he was still a stay-at-home man who had never had a wife or children in his life. He only devoted himself to seeking destiny and proving that manpower could defeat God. He could not slander the old man's reputation all his life. If there was really a father-son relationship, the teacher would not have to do it.

He concealed himself and never confessed before his death.

Furthermore, the teacher was still a person from a hundred years ago. How old is the second uncle in front of me? Grandma can't give birth to a younger brother for the teacher at the age of 100, right? Or is it that Gong Xiqiu is actually nearly a hundred years old? This is true.

Perhaps, the age of a brave warrior is difficult to estimate. Jimo Qiu was filled with doubts in his heart.

Gong Xiqiu, however, had the wrong idea. He scratched his braid in annoyance, grabbed the boy's broad shoulders with both hands, and promised him word for word: "It's the second uncle's fault, and I shouldn't mention the eldest brother. Even though the eldest brother is gone, from today on

, my second uncle will treat you as his own!"

What he said was sonorous and powerful.

A pair of tiger eyes were also slightly covered with red threads.

If he didn't want to upset his eldest nephew who was going through the pain of losing his father, he would really want to cry on his shoulder at this moment. It was true that his eldest nephew lost his father, but he also lost the only eldest brother he had never seen in his life.

.The pain of losing a brother is no less painful than losing a father.

Jimoqiu was shocked by his promise.

For a long time, while Gong Xiqiu waited nervously, the face similar to Gong Xiqiu nodded slightly.

Jimo Qiu said: "Well, okay...two..."

Although he accepted Gong Xiqiu in his heart, he still couldn't say "Second Uncle" for some reason. Jimo Qiu's eyes flickered, he pursed his lips and lowered his head. Gong Xiqiu saw his embarrassment and discomfort and whispered:

"Don't be anxious, take your time."

Jimo Qiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."

Gong Xiqiu suddenly thought of something else.

His eyes were full of expectation: "Where's Thirteen?"

Where are the thirteen nephews left by his eldest brother and sister-in-law?

Shaochong, who was sucking the snake meat slices, didn't expect Gong Xiqiu to mention him. He looked up blankly and looked at him: "Looking for me?"

Gong Xiqiu saw Shao Chong's face clearly.

With a snap, the inner expectations were dashed.

Frowning, he said unhappily: "Why is it you?"

Tsk, it made him happy in vain.

Shaochong was like a dog that passed by to watch the fun but got kicked. He was innocent and aggrieved: "Why can't it be me?"

|ω`)

Gong Xiqiu: I finally found my eldest nephew! But my eldest brother died miserably...

Jimo Can:……

Jimo Yu:……
Chapter completed!
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