Uncle is lucky to marry me

Chapter 777

The color is dark green, with a bit of cold blur and mystery in the sunlight.

Those were a pair of eyes that were very similar to Su Yu's.

He is tall, with fair skin, silver hair and shawls. Looking at him coldly, he somehow remembered the elf king he had seen in the lens of his previous life. He was noble and elegant, as if any beautiful words were placed on him. is a kind of blasphemy.

His face has long blurred his age, he looks like a wise and deep old wise man, and also like a noble and cold young man.

This god-like man stood in front of them, after all, it made everyone lose their minds for a moment.

It's just that everyone present, except for the overly warm-hearted Qing Barley, knew clearly in their hearts that no matter what this person's identity was, they all had a very certain identity, that is, Su Yu's biological father.

For so many years since the name Su Yu appeared in the world of spiritual cultivation, no one knew what his real identity was. They only knew that he was Xia Ji's son, vaguely resembling the royal family of Nanyao Kingdom.It's just that everyone who knows the truth knows that he is not the blood of the royal family of Nanyao Kingdom, but no one knows who he is, not even himself.

Countless people even doubted whether he was Xia Ji's son.

Han Jing knows that Su Yu is indeed Xia Ji's biological son. Su Yao Zheng told her that Su Yu was born in the palace of Nanyao Kingdom. Although she didn't see it with her own eyes, Su Yu and Xia Ji look very similar. Very similar, this point cannot be faked or deceived.

It's just that with Xia Ji's perverted degree, after all, it makes people have such a twisted doubt.

Until this moment when Han Jing saw this man, his first thought was, this is definitely a family, dear.

It is said that they are not related by blood, and ghosts will not believe it.

His gaze fell on Xia Ji quietly, but his voice was surprisingly gentle, with only four short words: "You are back."

The corners of Xia Ji's lips were smiling, but anyone with eyes could probably see how cold her smile was at the moment. It was so cold that the surrounding air seemed to condense at this moment, but her voice was as soft and gentle as ever. With a frivolous tone: "Yes, I'm back."

He used an affirmative sentence, and she also responded with an affirmative sentence, but the atmosphere between the two was completely different.

But Ling Yue, who was standing behind Xia Ji, still pursed his lips tightly, and even his forehead was wrinkled into a ball. It was obvious that his rival in love could kill him instantly in almost any way.

He suddenly regretted that he had agreed to let her come here.Although his objection had no effect on her at all, it was far less than his panic at this moment.

The others were even more silent in this inexplicable atmosphere.

Only Qing Barley, who seemed to be slow-witted, smiled and excitedly said to the man: "Patriarch, Sister Ling is finally back, shall we have a good celebration tonight and hold a reception banquet for her?"

Then he whispered to Xia Ji: "Sister Ling, you don't know. After you left, the patriarch has never married a wife. This is great, you are finally back!"

He smiled sincerely, but the coldness in Xia Ji's eyes gradually spread.

Ling Yue's face was so dark that it was the bottom of the pot. The patriarch, a member of the Xia clan, how strong is this rival in love?

(End of this chapter)