That day, he had not eaten for two days. Xiaoqingqiao sat in the corner, his small body curled up, dying. A kind-hearted girl passed by and saw that he was pitiful, so she broke off half of the baked naan from her food and handed it to him.

Xiaoqingqiao was very happy, he hadn't eaten normal food for a long time. That half-baked naan is like the most delicious food in the world. But as soon as the girl left, a group of gangsters on the street surrounded her.

Xiaoqingqiao tried his best to protect the roasted naan in his hands, but he was no match for the punches of the teenagers. He was twisted by two teenagers, and the roasted naan was snatched away by the leading teenager. He was in a hurry, and the blood all over his body rushed to his head. With a burst of force coming from nowhere, he broke free from the boy's restraint, and rushed to the front of the lead vagrant, pushed him to the ground, and punched him.

The young man was about to fight back, but after seeing his appearance, he screamed in horror, and quickly fled.

Xiaoqingqiao grabbed the roasted naan and returned to his corner with satisfaction. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, and it didn't take long for the homeless boy to arrive with a few adults.

"It's him!" The boy pointed at Xiaoqingqiao and shouted, "When he hit me just now, there was a circle of gold in his eyes, he is a demon!"

Xiaoqingqiao panicked. what gold? What kind of monster? What is he saying? His hands were twisted behind his back by Hu Shang, he struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Xiaoqingqiao was taken back to Hushang's tent, where he was locked up with a few children from the other side. There, he learned that people whose eyes change color are called demons, and they are mixed-race children of humans and demons.

Demons? Is it the father or the mother? Xiaoqingqiao, who doesn't even remember his parents, can't understand how he is different from others, why he became a slave, why he was locked in a cage with other demon children, scolded by passers-by, and picked by businessmen like cattle. come and pick...

And all the demons he saw in his previous life were in the iron cages of desert merchants. Those children, either with different hair colors, or the same as him, have a circle of colors in their eyes, red, green, and purple.

The fear of the human race towards the demons makes them both fear and disgust when dealing with the mixed-blood demons. With such contempt and hostility, no one will help them trace their origins and find out what their lineage is. Like everyone else, Gu Qingqiao knew nothing about it.

"Indeed, if it is a pure demon body, most of them are tall, hair color and eyes are also pure color, but different from the black hair and black eyes of the Central Plains people, the demons have more colors. The hybrid demons sometimes directly inherit from the demons. The color of hair and eyes, and more, is the color on the outer circle of the eyes. A red circle like Fenger's means he is from the south of the Demon Realm; and gold like ours is only possible for the royal family in the north of the Demon Realm. have!"

"What did you say? The royal family?" Gu Qingqiao looked unbelievable. "Although I am a lot weaker, my brain is still there. If you want to comfort me, you should find something else to say."

"That's the truth, what did I lie to you for!" Zhang Jinjin glared at him and took out a jade card from his arms. The jade brand is warm and delicate in carving, and it engraves a big tree with prosperous branches and leaves, which looks very valuable.

However, in the eyes of Gu Qingqiao, none of this makes any sense. "Is this a token of your Jinjin Pavilion?" he asked deliberately.

Holding the jade card in Zhang Jinjin's hand, it emits a slight cyan light, the light changes, a small light spot rises from the root of the tree, a leaf on the big tree lights up, and a line of small characters appears on the back of the jade card.

"This is my royal family tree spiritual tool. Every leaf on this tree represents a member of the royal family. When a royal descendant holds this jade card, it will show his rank in the family. I am The eighth prince of the tenth generation, Jiaheru."

Gu Qingqiao looked at the tree lazily, "There are so many people in your family."

Zhang Jinjin put the jade plaque on the small table and pushed it in front of Guqing Bridge. The jade card left his hand and immediately dimmed. "you try?"

Gu Qingqiao hesitated. After experiencing countless hardships for a long time, he never thought that he had a second identity and could be classified into a so-called family. When he was a child, he also sincerely hoped that he could find any relatives in this world, but it was too late. When he was bullied by the vagabonds, when he was locked in an iron cage, sold and given away, when he was tossed around in the hands of countless slave owners and suffered humiliation and torture, where were these people?

In the two lifetimes of Gu Qingqiao, there were no such so-called family members. Now he has no place for them in his heart.

With a sarcastic smile, Gu Qingqiao reached out and picked up the jade plaque.

A leaf lights up.

The ninth generation sixth prince Aguluo.

Chapter 53 Nanping

Gu Qingqiao looked at the jade card silently, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

After a long while, he put the jade card back on the small table and pushed it towards Zhang Jinjin.

Zhang Jinjin took back the jade card, put it in his arms, stared at Gu Qingqiao for a while without saying a word, closed his eyes and didn't speak again, and fell asleep after a while.

The carriage wobbled and finally reached Nanping Town the next morning, stopping in front of a large mansion.

An old servant walked out of the house, tall in green clothes and white beard, greeted him with a smile, and said diligently, "Young master is finally back, I have been away for half a year this time. ." Seeing Zhang Jinjin getting out of the carriage, he immediately reached out to help him.

Zhang Jinjin smiled and said, "Uncle Chen, how old am I, you still treat me as a child."

The maroon color in Uncle Chen's eyes was fleeting, and he said with a smile: "How big is it? In our place, children under the age of 100 are considered children."

Zhang Jinjin waved his hand and jumped off the carriage.Behind him, Gu Qingqiao lifted the curtain.That Uncle Chen was originally smiling, but at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a person sitting in the carriage, narrowed his eyes and was surprised.He pulled Zhang Jinjin behind him, and pulled out a large knife from his waist. The whole person turned into a puff of blue smoke and swept forward.In an instant, the sharp knife edge stuck to Gu Qingqiao's throat.

The cold blade carried bursts of murderous aura, and the demonic energy rushed towards Gu Qingqiao's fragile meridians.The spiritual formation in front of his chest almost collapsed, and the spiritual power in his body began to riot again.