Jin Licheng was scared and fell to the ground. He had just died, and he talked in front of the two big Buddhas.

Yun Tianyi turned and disappeared in the same place. The python turned to Jin Licheng and thanked him. He also gave him some magical remedies, and he quickly followed Yuntianyi.

"Master!" The python followed by Yuntianyi, because the idling speed was too fast, and it was too laborious, but it could not cover his excitement. "Master, I remember that Nalan Tunxi was the child of Mrs. An Lingyue. The Nangong Temple was engaged. The people were followed by Miss Quxi and Miss Yan, and Miss Yan was not dissatisfied with it. There was only one possibility. Miss Yan and Nalan Tunxi were alone!"

"Master, Miss Yan, she...she may be really your daughter!!"

In a very short period of time, the two returned to the suburbs of Yanjing City, the courtyard where they lived.

At this time, the python has almost determined that 奚玥 is the daughter of their master.

But still decided to use the streamer retrospective method here to look back.

Twenty years ago, the fragments slowly appeared in front of me. The thin girl was bullied in this small yard. She couldn’t eat enough, and even the slaves could bully her to beat her.

This day until ten years ago, the girl was stunned and dragged away to sell her to the slave market.

When I came back, the girl’s look completely changed. There was a flash of purple light in her eyes, and there was no weakness in her body. Only cold and strong were left.

There is also the face of a girl, from the ugly face of the yellow skin to the beauty of the country. That face is exactly the same as the one.

The girl and the old lady respected the girl before the ranking of An Lingyue and vowed: "Mother, I will live well after that, and no one will be allowed to bully anymore."

When I got here, all the pictures disappeared, and the python could no longer support the spiritual consumption of the streamer, and suddenly fell to the ground.

But his face was not tired, only the rest of the surprise: "The master, Miss Yan is really you..."

The words of the python suddenly could not be said, because he saw his omnipotent master's face full of pain, his eyes filled with remorse and guilt.

The heart of the python was suddenly tightened. He whispered: "The Lord, don't be upset, at least the lady is good now, she is so beautiful, so good, no one can bully her."

Just talking about these words, the heart of the python is full of distress and pity.

In the image, the original lady was too miserable, unable to cultivate, and bullying. As a young lady, she could not even eat enough.

Later, she was able to live and die, and it should be because the blood that belongs to the master has awakened, and she has the ability to resist.

After Miss came back from the slave auction market, the purple light that occasionally flashed in her eyes knew that the blood of the master must have purple eyes, and the blood of the lady should be sealed, so it always seemed so weak.

For the python, the weak Nalan Tunxi is not really the blood of the master. Only Miss Yan, who was awakened later, was a move, and every degree of distraction was so similar to the master.

Only if he has not yet awakened, the blood of the sage is so bullying, and his heart is full of anger.

Even he can't calm down, let alone be a father, watching the child whose child is suffering?

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