Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss

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Seventeen years! Seventeen years!

Mother lost her loved ones, loved her, and bored the price of losing everything and losing her life for the boring magic stick game of the temple!

This old immortal can still stand here without any relationship at all, and say such outrageous words, hell!

"Your mother and daughter can continue to be arrogant, but soon, you will pay for it!" Under the almost horrifying gaze of Bai Ye, Ling Lao forcibly suppressed the tremor and anger in his heart, Shen Sheng said.

"Really? Then let's walk and see." As Love whispered, he quickly reached out and held Bai Ye, who was about to kill, and all the knots were unlocked at this moment.

When she saw Yeer angered to her red eyes because of herself, and slightly wet eyes because of herself, she had no fear anymore and had made up her mind.

For her daughter, even if she breaks with the temple completely, she will never yield to the forbidden ground again!

Ling Lao was holding up Qin Linglu with a black face and distressed to feed his grandson a panacea, thinking in his mind that he would never give up.

Just as he was about to say something, the door opened again arrogantly, and the three old men came in.

With the exception of Mu Lao and Li Lao who disappeared to report, the white-haired old man, headed by a thin bone, gave the illusion of weakness and windlessness, but the words spoken were like Hong Zhong.

"Fuer! Where is my Fuer ?!"

The presence of Tian Lao made the old grandson Ling look stiff.

Ling Lao wanted to speak, but the old man passed through the eyes like a wind, and he just ignored him.

In other words, everyone was out of sight at this time.

His gaze drew a little glance at the ground, and he was only surprised for a while to the Elite Elite kneeling on the ground, and then ran towards Love at Bai Ye.

"daughter!"

"Dad!" Lov laughed with tears, totally disregarding the people present, immediately greeted him and hugged him, crying and laughing: "Dead old man, I can see you! How come you are so thin?" Surely they didn't eat on time, did they? "

Tian Lao trembled and stretched out his arms to hug a daughter who was seventeen years old, shaking her beard and patting her back gently, and then helped her to look up carefully.

"My daughter is finally back! Child ... you have suffered all these years ... now it's all right!"

Love was in his father's nest, weeping with tears, and nodding with a sob.

Ling Lao looked at a group of people in front of him who could ignore them so much, and performed a warm and emotional drama of reunion.

Before he could say a few more words to his father and daughter, he was furious: "Heavenly, you are here just right! Fuer ignores the destiny of his ex-son, leaves the taboo without permission, and condone my daughter and daughter to hurt my grandchildren and The elite disciples of the Spirit Hall, take away treasures! How do you explain these ?! "

An irrelevant person interrupted the rare meeting with his daughter, and the old man was in a very bad mood.

He slowly let go of his hand, turned to Lingao, and his voice was low and uncertain: "What do you want?"

Ling Lao has never seen such an old man.

He and Tian Lao have always been secretly at odds with each other, but they have never had such a confrontation, and everyone is still decent.

In fact, the thing that made him most indifferent was the attitude that Tian Lao has always been superior.

Unlike himself, everything needs to be fought hard.