Fu Jin let out a "hmm", took off the black windbreaker on his body, and wrapped her tightly, "Well, if you don't understand people, you don't have to waste your tongue." ”

Song Yiyi, "Well, husband." ”

She smiled, her peach blossom eyes reflecting him clearly.

Fu Jin's sleeping phoenix eyes swept darkly, and he saw several people coming towards him, one turned around, the whole person took off, and suddenly stepped on the top of one of them's head.

Others waited for an opportunity.

Fu Jin, "Come here." ”

One of them flew towards him uncontrollably.

Fu Jin grabbed his neck and clamped it tightly, the bottom of the sleeping phoenix's eyes turned black, and his thin lips opened, "Get out." ”

The moment he let go, the person who was on the verge of dying once flew out sideways and smashed in the direction of the old lady of the Luo family.

Luo Jiahe shot to block.

The old lady of the Luo family had a gloomy face, "How many years, I have never seen such a madman, I don't know how thick the sky is." ”

Luo Jiahe, "Mother's ......"

The old lady of the Luo family, "What's wrong?" Where did I say it wrong, the Luo family and the Fu family have always been at odds, and I don't need to take care of the Fu family's face. ”

Luo Jiahe didn't say anything more, looked over there, and kept an eye on Song Yiyi.

She is so much like Min Min, she looks alike, and her temperament is similar.

If he had gone to find Xiao Yun and her earlier, would this not be the situation today?

The old lady of the Luo family looked at it coldly, full of confidence in this formation.

Someone kept being thrown out, and although the formation changed, it was still sticking to it, but it was gradually showing a state of decline.

Luo Jiahe's face softened a little.

The old lady of the Luo family glanced at it lightly and shook her head.

This son of mine is good at everything, but his heart is too soft, too childlike, and he doesn't know how to do big things at all.

She took out the flute from her arms, put it to her lips, glanced at the direction of Song Yiyi and Fu Jin, and played it slowly, the flute sounded wisps.

Fu Jin glanced in the direction of the old lady of the Luo family with cold eyes.

The old lady of the Luo family glanced at her son Luo Jiahe and motioned for him to protect himself.

Luo Jiahe just took a step forward, his body moved to the side, and a strong wind went towards the flute in the hand of the old lady of the Luo family.

The old lady of the Luo family snorted lightly, and the flute sounded suddenly.

In the next second, his face changed.

The flute in his hand is shortened into two!

Before she could react, the flute flew out of her hand and exploded in the air.

The old lady of the Luo family was angry, and exhaled a puff, the wrinkles on her face turned white, and she stared incredulously in the direction of him and Song Yiyi.

No response!

How could there be no response?

Didn't they drink that cup of tea at all?

"Swear to defend the battle to the death, trap people for me!"

"Yes, old lady?"

"It's up to you?"

The excessively cold voice made everyone tremble, tremble slightly, want to kneel, and struggle to resist.

A few minutes later, all the people in front of the formation had their knees weak, and they knelt there with a pop, in the direction of Fu Jin and Song Yiyi.

Fu Jin raised his wrist, rolled up a sleeve, and looked at the old lady of the Luo family, "One of the three heirlooms of the Luo family, the killing array, is nothing more than that. ”

The old lady of the Luo family had a very bad face, looking at the heir of the Fu family in front of her, a high-end black suit lined with a long figure, a white shirt meticulously tied to the Adam's apple, with a tie, and an aura, like the lord in charge of the world.

It took a long time before he spoke, "You do have some skills, no wonder you are so arrogant." ”

She clapped her hands, and suddenly there was one more person behind her.

The old lady of the Luo family, "Leave the eldest lady and send the fourth master of the Fu family to leave Baiyun Villa." ”

Fu Jin, "I'm so sorry, I'm not leaving now." ”

The old lady of the Luo family, "You, your name is Fu Jin?" ”

Fu Jin, "Yes." ”

The old lady of the Luo family clenched the crutches in her hand, and felt sorry for her flute green sound, which was an antiquity handed down from her ancestors, and she actually let him destroy it!

But the Luo family's sacrifice is imminent, she doesn't want to make extraneous branches, since she can't subdue him, it's better to let him leave.

Holding the cane hard, he said in a deep voice, "Fu Jin, it's too late for you to leave now, don't regret it." ”

Fu Jin, "When the young master of the Luo family arrives, our couple will take him to Nangang City together to cooperate in investigating the case of the murder of Song Renyi and his wife, and the old lady of the Luo family does not need to bother." ”

Mrs. Luo, "I mean you go, she stays!" ”

Fu Jin, "What do you take to keep her?" ”

The old lady of the Luo family spoke out word by word, "She is the blood of my Luo family." ”

Song Yi laughed, "I'm sorry, I don't value the bloodline at all, and it's not something I can choose, if I had a choice, I'd rather not have a little blood of the Luo family on my body, but my own life, I think I can choose by myself." ”

The old lady of the Luo family looked at Song Yiyi and stared, her eyes dark.

Song Yiyi, "Before, I didn't know about the Luo family, and I didn't have a penny to do so, and I won't have it in the future, this is the last time, thank you." ”

The old lady of the Luo family snorted lightly, "It's the other way around, do you really think that you can do whatever you want after so many years of being free outside?" There is no way for the Luo family to take you? ”

Song Yiyi didn't bother to say more, and looked at Fu Jin, "Husband, it's very noisy here." ”

She took off her black windbreaker and draped it over Fu Jin.

Fu Jin put it on.

She fastened the buttons for him with her own hands.

The old lady of the Luo family said in a low voice, "Fu Xiaosong is the son of you and Fu Jin, right?" ”

In a word, Fu Jin and Song Yiyi's faces changed and looked at the old lady of the Luo family.

The old lady of the Luo family looked at their reactions with great satisfaction, "I heard that the fourth master of the Fu family uses himself as a blood jar every year in order to save his son, and he really thinks he can save him?" ”

Fu Jin looked at the old lady of the Luo family with dark eyes.

Song Yiyi's right eyelid began to beat wildly, and he subconsciously clenched Fu Jin's hand.

The old lady of the Luo family said coldly, "If you give him all the blood on your body, you can't save his life, it's just dragging, when you are seven years old, the youngest young master of your Fu family is only afraid that he will fall." ”

Luo Jiahe listened beside him, his expression constantly changing violently.

Yiyi has a baby?

The little young master of the Fu family is the child of Fu Jin and Yi Yi?

This little young master of the Fu family, he has heard of it a little.

And the entire Alien Realm knows that a special period of time every year is the weakest time for the fourth master of the Fu family, the king of the Alien Realm, because of saving his son.

Over the past few years, there have been people who have been looking for opportunities to eradicate him during that time, but unfortunately they have all failed.

Song Yiyi looked at Fu Jin.

Fu Jin clenched Song Yiyi's hand, "I want to hear about it." ”

The old lady of the Luo family, "This attitude is right." ”

She spoke up slowly, "Son and wife, you can only choose one." ”

Fu Jin's sleeping phoenix eyes were dark, and he didn't make a sound.

The old lady of the Luo family looked at Song Yiyi, "You are the same, son and husband, you can only choose one, I will give you a pillar of incense, think about it." ”

[I ate skewers last night, my stomach hurts today, and the update is not enough, and I will write more tomorrow when I am comfortable, so I will write more.

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