Xiling Niancheng's face turned red, after all, it was his daughter's house. These words are rarely put on their lips. Even Qianjue was embarrassed, but he didn't say anything.

But Yuwei is an animal cultivator, so naturally he doesn't care about these, he doesn't understand what implication is, he just says it with his heart. And I have always known Qianjue's painstaking efforts, so naturally I don't want to look at Xiling Niancheng and misunderstand Qianjue.

Xiling Niancheng said with a smile: "I don't know how my skills are now, but I have more and more human temperament." “

Although he was still a little angry in his heart, he was childish in the end, and ordered Hongchen to make tea, and Tsing Yi was naturally guarding in the dark again. Now this mansion has made Tsing Yi too much leisurely.

The three of them sat around the table, drank tea, chatted about recent changes, and Yuwei knew that he had something to say to Xiling

Chapter 45 of "A Thought of Mortal Dust": The person in front of you is an old man who is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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