"Huh?"

At this moment, Bo Saixi also came to the main hall neatly dressed, and she heard Qiandaoliu's words.

She couldn't help but be slightly stunned, just stunned, stunned in place.

"Huh."

"Your goddess is here."

An Bufan pointed to the back of Qiandaoliu at this time and said.

"Huh?"

Qiandao turned around, and just saw where Bo Saixi was standing slimly.

She's still so beautiful, so incomprehensible.

But...... Thinking that his goddess was finally ruined by his own son, Qiandaoliu was so angry in his heart!

"Poof!"

Qiandao spit out a mouthful of old blood directly, and he quickly knelt down.

"Are you alright, old man!" An Bufan hurriedly stepped forward to support Qiandaoliu and asked with concern.

It's blood!

Just spit it out, how angry is this old guy at this time?

I was so angry that I vomited blood.

"Father...... Are you okay! ”

Bo Saixi was also stupid at this time, thinking that she would be an awkward party when two old friends met.

But now that they have met, they are embarrassed, but they vomit blood directly.

She hurriedly came to Qiandaoliu's side, and asked with concern, originally wanting to call her "father", but in the end she felt too embarrassed and replaced it with "you".

"Poof."

It's good that Bo Saixi didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, Qiandaoliu couldn't help but bleed in his heart, and spit out a mouthful of old blood again.

Directly dyed the ground red.

Heart......

"It's her, it's her, it's her."

"The person who thinks of herself, the goddess who can't get it in this life."

"I thought that the two of them would be friends until they fell, but ...... I never expected that the beautiful woman would meet again. ”

……

"Don't scare me, old man?" At this time, An Bufan asked with concern.

It's reasonable to vomit blood once, but it's a little scary to vomit twice.

At this time, Qiandaoliu raised his head, his eyes were full of hatred, he gritted his teeth, and the faint sound of grinding his teeth came out.

"Little rabbit, do you know what the old man wants to do at this time?"

As he spoke, blood oozed from his mouth and slowly dripped down.

An Bufan: "What do you want to do?" ”

Qiandaoliu said in a deep voice: "The old man wants to kill you, you little rabbit." ”

"If it was, I knew that there would be such a day, you would be ......" Qiandaoliu finally did not say the word "Bo Saixi".

looked at Bo Saixi, Qiandaoliu couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, that anger!

Stretched out his finger, pointed at An Bufan tremblingly, and finally put it down.

Gritted his teeth: "If I had known that you would have this day, the old man would have picked you up and fallen to your death." ”

"I ...... I hate it! ”

"Forehead ......"

When An Bufan heard Qiandaoliu's words, he complained speechlessly: "Old man, I'm your son, how can you hate me so much?" ”

"Hmph."

Qiandaoliu snorted coldly: "The old man not only hates you, but I have the heart to kill you, old man." ”

Slowly getting up from the ground, An Bufan wanted to help him up.

But Qiandaoliu pushed An Bufan away, gave him a blank look and said, "Old man, if you can get up, you don't need the support of a rebel." ”

In the end, Qiandaoliu slowly stood up, and his whole body trembled at this time.

The spirit in my heart is still surging in my heart.

looked at An Bufan, full of anger, and looked at Bo Saixi, who was still so beautiful.

Full of tenderness.

Thinking that such a nest of cabbage was arched by a pig like this, Qiandaoliu's heart was full of discomfort.

Bo Saixi also noticed the change in Qiandaoliu's gaze, and couldn't help lowering his head.

A look of embarrassment.

This...... The relationship immediately became unclear.

"Hey......"

Qiandaoliu looked at Bo Saixi's embarrassed appearance, and his heart tightened.

If at that time......

If only he had been braver.

If he had been a little stronger.

So...... Isn't the ending different?

Is there no such thing as the rebel now?

Pity...... There are no ifs.

Qiandaoliu's eyes fell on An Bufan's body, and said in a deep voice: "Rebel, kneel." ”

"Bang dang."

An Bufan did not hesitate and quickly knelt down.

Clean and neat!

He was afraid that if he didn't kneel, the old man would have to vomit out a mouthful of old blood.

Qiandaoliu watched An Bufan kneel, and couldn't help but want to him, but he still forcibly pressed it down.

Said: "Rebel, do you know that you are wrong? ”

An Bufan felt wronged, and pretended to be stupid and said, "Old man, what was my mistake?" ”

"What's wrong?"

Qiandaoliu looked at Bo Saixi and then at An Bufan, his old eyes full of anger.

Angry and indisputable.

Qiandaoliu said earnestly: "Rebel, before!" You fell in love with Bibi Dong, she is your disciple, you are stronger, and I didn't say anything about you. ”

"After all, whoever told you to say it is also my son, if you like Bibi Dong, then you like it."

"As the Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace, what's wrong with you liking a woman? Even if that woman is your disciple, what's the matter? The old man is just your son, even if the mainland is on the opposite side of you, the old man is still standing behind you. and you against the entire continent. ”

"But what about you with Bibi Dong?"

"You've got your eye on two soul beasts again."

"Okay."

"Everyone has a taste, and I understand that you have a bit of a heavy taste."

"A rabbit and a piece of grass, plus a Bibi Dong should satisfy you."

"......"

"Now the old man finds out that the old man is wrong, and he is very wrong!"

An Bufan knelt and listened to the "teachings" of Qiandaoliu, how much he wanted to stand up and say at this time: "Lao Tzu is not your son." ”

But An Bufan finally endured it, no matter what he said, his current identity is Qianhiro.

The son of a thousand streams, this is undeniable.

Seeing that An Bufan was silent and didn't speak, Qiandaoliu turned angry and said: "Lao Tzu Bente thought you were a person, but I never expected that you were a beast." ”

"I ......"

An Bufan wanted to refute something.

But just now, he couldn't find a rebuttal, so he could only open his mouth and close it.

How to raise the head, how to lower it.

All right.

He confessed that he was a brute.

Qiandaoliu said unforgivingly: "What am I? Don't you admit it? ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, here in Lao Tzu, you are."

"People...... Wave ......"

"Someone gave birth to a daughter for you, where have you been in the past four years?"

"Do you care about people? People work hard to help you raise your daughter until she is four years old. ”

"Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

……

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