The man's tone was as warm as spring water and as soft as cotton wool.

The affectionate eyes are as greasy as honey.

Nan Jian Tian: ...... Which Buddha is this?

Jun Haoran on the side glanced at Wen Mosheng meaningfully, the two of them looked at each other, and they didn't know how many meanings were hidden in secret.

Gao Mengxi looked at the man helplessly: "Okay, let's settle this matter and go home." ”

"Grandpa, Nanling has already told us everything, and you still need to decide this matter."

After speaking, Gao Mengxi motioned for Wen Mosheng to lift her ban and let her speak.

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that slut's daughter to be so amazing, yes! I killed the person, and I hunted down the person, I was jealous of her! Father! Again, we are your daughters, why is there such a big difference? ”

Nanling questioned and admitted like crazy.

This made Nan Jiutian, who was sitting in the seat, couldn't help but stand up.

Eyes full of disbelief and hatred: "What did you say? Jiao'er was you the one who harmed you? She... He's dead? ”

"Yes! Long dead! Hahaha! The Holy Maiden is mine! Glory is mine! Why is it all her? ”

Nan Ling became more and more angry with everyone here!

South Street on the side saw the sudden change of things, and was also puzzled.

It turned out that it wasn't Nan Ling, but those people were too cunning!

"Sanshao, shall we do it now?"

"Wait for very few orders! Anyway, none of you want to get out alive today! I just didn't expect things to be so interesting. ”

Nan Jue smiled wickedly and stood aside like a good show.

"Yes."

on the altar.

Nan Ling's voice continued, and when Nan Jiutian heard the news of his beloved daughter's death, he seemed to be dozens of years old.

Remorse, pain intertwined,

"Bastard!! Who gave you the courage to murder the Holy Maiden! What kind of thing are you! Don't think you call your father, I'm your father! If it weren't for your mother's ..... and let me take care of the three of you, you would still be my daughter? ”

Nan Jiantian's words are all a mystery.

But it can also be confirmed that in fact, Nanling and they are not Nan Jiantian's children in the first place.

"Nope! How could it be, how could it be? ”

This is a bigger blow than not being a saint.

"If you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, ask your brother Nanjue. You don't know that he knows it clearly, he has lost his body for so many years, and I have never treated him badly, not to mention that he is not my child, this is my ugly thing, but you should not have hurt my daughter! ”

Nan Jian Tian was a little incoherent at this time, but he must have hated Nan Ling and them to the core.

And Gao Mengxi in the back didn't look like they were interfering, although they were a little surprised, but they didn't ask much.

After all, who doesn't have secrets, what happens, as long as it doesn't hurt them, it doesn't matter to them!

If Nan Jiutian wants to say it, it will be a matter later.

Nanling couldn't accept this suddenness: "No, no, no, father, how could I not be your daughter, how could I?" Nope!"

Nan Jian Tian regretted it very much and led the wolf into the room! But his daughter couldn't come back. His son died, his daughter died, and the only real son was him.

But I can't like it.

"Haoran, Xi'er, even if my grandfather fights for this old life, he won't let you have anything to do, it's my grandfather who owes you!"

"Nanjue, you know best, since you want to do this kind of thing today, then I will clean up the portal for the family! Come on! ”