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On second thought, it was not surprising that he was frightened by the thanks.

After all, since he met Xie Ci, he has been beaten all over the ground by Xie Ci several times.

Thinking about him, a high-ranking monk, he is also quite heart-wrenching.

Listening to Xuan Ling's words, Xie Ci closed his eyes, his breathing became more and more rapid, "I said the last sentence!" ”

Yuan Changhuan took Qin Lancang and pushed back.

But his eyes looked at the thanks.

She wanted to see what Xie Ci's expression would be if she knew the truth.

The eldest grandson mirror on the side also smiled.

The red-eyed look of thanksgiving is really ...... It's funny.

Hahahaha.

dignified Xie Shizi, who gave his own son thousands of miles away to his rival, Changsun Jing felt that he could laugh at this joke for the rest of his life.

When Miu grows up, he will tell him personally.

His own father, how stupid he used to be.

It's better to let him change his father.

The eldest grandson's lips opened lightly, and his smile did not decrease.

Xuan Ling was pinched by Xie Ci's neck, and he was about to breathe, "Xie Ci, you're afraid you're crazy, right?" ”

"Do you want to murder the little monk?"

"Let me tell you, if the little monk dies, your son will not be saved!"

At this time, Xuan Ling did not forget to threaten and thank him.

"Yuan Miao is my son?" The words of thanks seemed to pop out of his lips and teeth.

Mixed with a thick smell of blood.

At this time, he was strangled by Xie Ci's neck, and he couldn't breathe, how could he be in the mood to care about Xie Ci's expression, and directly suppressed and replied, "Nonsense!" ”

"What other son do you have besides him?"

“……”

Xie Ci's arm suddenly softened.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The Xuan Ling, who was put down, coughed all over the place.

The next moment.

Ink dust took the net and covered him back again.

Xuan Ling didn't have time to resist.

Here, Xie Ci walked towards Yuan Changhuan step by step, his steps were heavy, his eyes were red, like a dark night Shura, "Why don't you tell me." ”

"Tell you, do you believe it?"

Yuan Changhuan looked at him contemptuously, slowly and logically, but replied clearly, "You'd rather trust outsiders than me, don't you?" ”

"Okay, don't look at me with such eyes, Miao Miao has been personally identified by Xie Shizi and is not your biological son, so who is this expression to show now?"

At this time, Qin Lancang also came over, stopped in front of Yuan Changhuan, and glared at the thanks, "Cut, I don't even trust my own lady, thank you for not being worthy of Miss Xiaoyuan, sign and leave the book as soon as possible, you hurry up, when Lao Tzu can't marry Miss Xiaoyuan, he will give you an invitation." ”

"If you're not good at it, be careful that I have no eyes."

As he spoke, he flashed his fist by the way.

Qin Lancang's babbling appearance is extremely eye-catching here.

Raise your hand, "Take it away!" ”

"Yes!"

Suddenly, Mohe and Zhetian appeared, picked up Qin Lancang and left.

"Let him go!"

Yuan Changhuan was still holding the child in his arms, his eyebrows were frowning, "Bloodthirsty, scars, protect Qin Lancang." ”

"Is he really my child, Yuanyuan, as long as you say it, I will believe you." Xie Yu looked at Yuan Changhuan expectantly.

I want to reach out and touch Yuan Miao.

was quickly dodged by Yuan Changhuan, "If it were your child, would you throw him in the furnace and send him all the way to the Northern Zhou, Xie Shizi is joking?" ”

Yuan Changhuan sneered, and did not hide his dislike for the thanks, "Stay away from our mother and son, otherwise I will be polite." ”

Xie Ci only hated himself for not investigating the incident three years ago earlier. Misunderstood Yuan Changhuan.

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