Chapter 12: My Sister (2)

"My sister, she looks like her mother six or seven points, and I recognized it at a glance. Why are my father and sister here? ”

There was silence for a while, and then Ling Muhan's voice with a long memory came: "Fourteen years ago, your mother and I were hunted down by the enemy, and your mother gave birth to a daughter, which is your sister.

Your mother and I took your sister to escape for our lives in the jungle, and one day, I was fighting with the enemy, and your mother was coerced, and those people were so mad that they threw your sister off the cliff. When I arrived, I only saw a spatial crack in the cliff, and your sister just fell into it, and I couldn't save it.

No matter how much I look on this continent, she has not been heard from since.

Your sister has been able to heal herself since she was a child, and her injuries will soon heal automatically. But the pain of the injury is real! Your mother is very fond of girls, and seeing that her daughter has been injured countless times and crying so darkly, she told me that even if she has children in the future, if she is still a daughter, she will protect her even if she fights for her life and will not let her suffer a little. Ling Muhan, who stood up to the sky and faced thousands of troops and horses without changing his face, there was a trace of choking in his voice at this time.

Ling Xiaoyao: "......"

So, the father of the superficial tough guy who is actually a slave makes himself a man for life so casually?

"Your sister has a birthmark of a purple iris on her back, you have time to make sure it, and if it's really her, take her home." Ling Muhan's voice returned to steady, but he could still hear his radiant spirit.

"...... "Father, I'm still a "man", you let me peek at the body of a big girl with yellow flowers, if you let others know, what is your "son" and my reputation!

Ling Xiaoyao didn't want to talk more to this person who had a daughter and forgot his son, so he hurriedly cut off the sound conch.

For the sake of her sister's reputation, Ling Xiaoyao went through a fierce struggle, but abandoned his reputation, and did such a stealing thing for the first time since he was born-

In the middle of the night, a black shadow flashed into the best ready-to-wear store in Linyang City, and the best set of aqua blue silk women's clothing in the store was stolen.

The bathroom was full of mist, and the woman by the tub had a blue-purple iris blooming on her smooth back.

It's really her!

Ling Lin was about to untie his belly pocket, when suddenly the alarm bell rang in his head, and his figure turned, and several silver needles with cold light shot out from between his fingers, but they were swept away by the people behind him.

Ling Lin took a closer look, this uninvited guest who broke into the bathroom late at night was tall, dressed in aqua blue top-grade celestial silk clothes, which set off her bumpy figure, and the silver silk belt outlined her slender waist. The face is covered with a scarf of the same color, with bangs cut, and the facial features are covered so that only a pair of deep and waveless eyes like an ancient well are left, but it is difficult to hide the peerless demeanor.

The purple irises lingered in Ling Xiaoyao's mind. Now that she had seen what she wanted to see, she didn't linger any longer, a gust of wind blew, and the beautiful woman was gone, leaving Ling Lin to think quietly in place.

In the ready-to-wear store, the aqua-blue silk clothes are back on the model's body, including the light gauze and a wig with bangs.