Feng Hejia is his real name, and Ren Jia is also his real name. It is not difficult to explain the connection, but Feng Hejia is not very interested in it, let alone—

Xiangnu gave Fenghejia a casual look, and Fenghejia kept silent knowingly, making everyone think that she really used a pseudonym unintentionally.

This is an unnecessary thing, even if she casually explained "this name has a special meaning", everyone will be wise and not ask too much.

But the fact that she acquiesced that she used a pseudonym undoubtedly embarrassed Li Xiang.

The young man's erratic eyes and twitching fingers completely exposed his guilty conscience. Obviously, it was not just one person who used a pseudonym.

Xiangnu raised the corners of his lips and said softly, "It's hard to say how difficult the copy will be this time, but it's clear that everyone has no way to trust each other."

There are inexplicably many taskers, the slaves who were questioned by Li Xiang, Li Xiang and Feng He Jia who used pseudonyms, this copy has already buried some hidden dangers and frictions because there are too many people. The atmosphere among the crowd was very delicate.

Xiangnu picked up the card with the yellow ingot pattern and shook it in front of the middle-aged Fatty Bai and Qingfeng: "It's unclear which of you two is real and which is fake, why don't we keep this card for you first? , wait for one of you to reveal the truth before you feel that the card belongs. Lest the card fall into the wrong hands, and if it does anything important, that's bad, isn't it?"

The middle-aged Fatty Bai hesitated for a while, but still said: "I really have no problem, by the way, my name is Huang Xin! You look at the card, the pattern on it is yellow, and the things painted are still gold ingots, this is not for me. Made to measure?"

When everyone saw it, it was true.

Qingfeng patted his bulging belly, not panic at all: "First of all, who knows if you made up this name temporarily, and it's not without a pseudonym here."

He glanced at Li Xiang.

Li Xiang said coldly, "What are you looking at, do you think I'm lying?"

Qingfeng withdrew his gaze, his expression as usual: "I'm just habitually rolling my eyes. Besides, I'm talking about Feng Hejia using a pseudonym. She's not excited. What are you excited about?"

Li Xiang's face was cold, and her gray complexion became even more gloomy.

Qingfeng continued to Huang Xin: "Furthermore, apart from your name, look at other people's names, do they have any similarities to the patterns on the card? None, you are so special, you are not The thing that was specially sealed by this card was deliberately turned into a person to deceive us, right?"

Huang Xin rolled his eyes at him: "Why are you so broken-hearted, if you don't give it, I'm afraid that if you handwrite this card and don't give it to the person who should hold it, it will cause trouble!"

Xiangnu ignored him and inserted the card into his trouser pocket.

Huang Xin rolled his eyes and said, "No, you know this little fat man. Would you secretly give the card to this little fat man? Otherwise, someone else should keep the card. I'm not worried about putting it on you."

Xiang Nu didn't bother to lift his eyelids, took out the card and threw it back on the coffee table.

Huang Xin is not the object of his focus, and the ending has already been arranged, and Xiangnu doesn't care about his careful thoughts.

Feng Hejia suggested, "Why don't you give this card to Mr. Ren to keep?"

Ren Weiliang was startled, and he waved his hands to refuse before Hejia could say the reason: "No, no, this kind of important thing can't be put on me, so Mr. Xiang should keep it."

Wang Zhihui nestled in Wang Qiaoqiao's arms, her bright black eyes looked at the circle of people sitting around the coffee table, and whispered, "Why don't we find out the meaning of these cards first? Maybe we can discern the final meaning from the clues. The identity of a tasker will determine the ownership of the card at that time."

Everyone had no opinion, Xiangnu asked with a smile: "There is a white fog outside the villa, and the white fog has a corrosive effect. Obviously, we are temporarily trapped in the villa, and we can only find clues in the villa. Why not? Let's spread out first and see if we can find anything?"

Xiangnu's proposal was very reasonable, and everyone had no excuse to refuse, and they all agreed in silence.

Qingfeng grabbed Xiangnu's arm and said, "I want to be with this brother."

Wang Qiaoqiao also hugged Wang Zhihui and said, "Then let me go with Zhihui."

Fenghe Jiaze said: "The two children need someone to take care of, we adults should have their own. After all, this villa is still a bit big, and it's on the fourth floor, so it's a bit of a waste of time to work in pairs."

Ren Weiliang hesitated: "Well, let me go with you. The two of you can take care of each other. If you are looking for clues alone, no one will know if something goes wrong."

Fenghejia has nothing to do with everything: "Whatever."

Huang Xin also looked at Li Xiang hesitantly: "Why don't we go together, just eight people, divided into four groups. Four floors, one person and one floor..."

Li Xiang didn't say a word.

Xiangnu arranged: "Qingfeng and I will take a look at the lobby on the first floor. Li Xiang, you and Huang Xin should go to the second floor..."

Li Xiang refused: "I'm not going to the second floor, I'll be on the first floor."

Feng Hejia fiddled with his nails and cooperated passively, but did not take the initiative to participate, and his attitude was quite casual. Ren Weiliang was also rather bored and sat there motionless.

In the end, Wang Qiaoqiao said: "I suggest that everyone go to a few floors at most, maybe you can find clues that others have missed."

Xiangnu has already stood up and said to Qingfeng: "We can do it. Qingfeng and I will go to the fourth floor to have a look first."

After he finished speaking, he went upstairs, and Qingfeng hurriedly followed.

Feng Hejia also stood up: "Then let's go to the third floor."

Li Xiang suddenly stopped Feng He Jia and asked, "Have you really done missions with Xiang Nu before?"

Feng Hejia gave him a surprised look, nodded, and asked, "Yes, is there any problem?"

Li Xiang lowered her head and smiled softly: "No problem, that's good."

Fenghe Jia fixedly looked at him for a few seconds, then glanced at Ren Weiliang, and walked up to the third floor with him.

Wang Qiaoqiao and Wang Zhihui looked at each other, only to feel that these teammates were full of weirdness, which made them both very uneasy.

Li Xiang raised her head to look at the top floor, as if she was looking at Xiang Nu's back, hesitated for a while, and went upstairs with her.

Huang Xin watched Li Xiang leave, thinking about not building him, but staring at the card with the yellow ingot pattern on the table in a daze.

I don't know if everyone forgot or what happened, but this card was actually kept by everyone.

Huang Xin hesitated for a moment, then quietly picked up the card and stuffed it into his pocket.

On the fourth floor, this floor is very quiet. Although there is not much ash, it can give people a sense of desolation that few people have set foot on on this floor at a glance, from the door to the arrangement of the wallpaper.

Xiangnu and Qingfeng said: "This building is an attic, and the room is full of old things that have not been used for a long time. I think it is garbage, but my parents think these are memories."

Qingfeng asked, "Is this your home? It's so beautiful, much more beautiful than Xuanyan's home."

"I can give it to you in the future." Xiangnu said: "By the way, are you the only one in this copy? Mr. Yu, Jiang Chao and the sect master."

"They are also there, Jiang Chao and the sect master are beside Venerable Yu."

Xiang Nu frowned slightly: "Where is Mr. Yu?"

Qingfeng said: "He is in your 'heart'."

Xiangnu's eyes flickered, and he took out the card with the red rose hanging on it and stared at it for a few seconds.

There was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and Qingfeng whispered, "Someone came up."

Xiangnu didn't look up, he already knew who was coming up.

"Have you become a mission person too?" the visitor asked.

Xiangnu put away the card, showing the appearance of serious thinking, and then thought of an interesting possibility, and suddenly laughed happily.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Xiang, or rather, Xiangli asked.

Xiangnu looked back at him, tilted his head, bent his slender eyes and said, "Do you think that I have become a tasker, so I'm not scary anymore, so don't you fear me?"

Xiangli stared coldly and said: "Even if you are a ghost, I'm not afraid of you. The first time you die in my hands, you can die in my hands the second time! I know the cause of your death, I You can clear this copy at any time."

"Oh, really?" Xiang Nu walked in front of him and held out Xiangli's face, Xiangli looked at him for two seconds, and moved his eyes uncontrollably.

Xiangnu whispered in his ear: "If that's the case, why don't you leave now? Bad brother, don't you think that you can still do things in your brother's territory and won't be bullied?"

His fingers slammed into Xiangli's chin, leaving a few deep blue and purple fingerprints on the pale white: "You little lunatic can't hold your breath, my brother hasn't determined your identity yet, you Just jumping out in such a hurry, just like in the past, I was so crazy and so anxious to kill my brother..."

Xiangli gripped Xiangnu's wrist in pain, and was pushed to the ground by him.

Xiangli opened his eyes wide, as if recalling the last time he was strangled by his neck and his chest was torn open, but Xiangnu didn't do that.

Although he also knelt down beside Xiangli subconsciously, and one hand had already pinched his neck, but at the end, Xiangnu narrowed his eyes, let go of him again, and then lifted Xiangli up and hugged him in his arms. Li said inexplicably: "After entering the holy city to become a tasker, you also gained life points to heal yourself, right? But it doesn't seem to be effective, you still look so fragile..."