Chapter 550

Thinking that this person was the murderer of Luo Shihan, Zhan Hanjue was extremely angry: "Who are you?" He approached him step by step.

"You want to know?" The man asked.

Zhan Han Jue looked at his face as pale as a zombie, and at first glance it was a sick skin that had not seen sunlight all year round. sneered: "Living like an ant in a place where you can't see the light, I'm afraid you don't have the courage to face a big living person like us." ”

Enraged, the man reached out and tried to grab Warlord's neck. But Zhan Hanjue grabbed his hand, picked him up and threw him on the ground, and the movements were like flowing water.

"Lord Zhan Han, you should be the one who can't see the light. And I suffer for you. The man was lying on the ground, his pale face as transparent as a cicada's wings in the sunlight.

A man big enough to be the daddy of the War Chill Lord, he looks exactly like the War Chill Lord.

The Lord of Frost shuddered and asked, "What is the relationship between you and me?" ”

"Do you know how much I hate you?" His beautiful peach blossom eyes were deep and sunken, but they exuded a charming look.

The Lord looked at him, the man looked young, his skin was rarely wrinkled, but the deep lines on his neck betrayed his age.

There was a huge confusion in the bottom of the Battle Chill Lord's eyes.

He knew that the people behind the scenes who could play him around were by no means ordinary people. But he never dreamed that this person was the old lady who had cultivated him into a talent.

The man was completely enraged by his question, and his peach blossom eyes instantly became jealous and hateful.

"You want to know? Then go and ask your ......" gritted his teeth, and seemed to make great forbearance, before he spit out two words: "Grandpa." ”

"Where is she?" The voice of the Battle Chill Lord suddenly lowered a few tones, and in an instant, the air around him froze because of his coldness.

"She's mine—" The man roared suddenly, like a child protecting his beloved toy.

There were still many questions in Zhan Hanjue's heart, and he crouched down and tortured the man, "My mother, did you hide her?" ”

The man's lips hooked into a wicked smile, "Hehe, so you already know." But you know too late. ”

So who is his father?

Obviously, this man looked so similar to him, he thought he was his father. But it was clear that the man's reaction negated his speculation.

Zhan Han Jue frowned, for the first time in his life, he felt that his IQ was not enough.

Is his mother and this man husband and wife?

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

The man laughed wildly. Even though he is a little old, his eyebrows and eyes are full of charm.

"I know what you're thinking? Are you curious why we look so alike? ”

The eyes of the War Chill Lord spread. Hold your breath and wait for the answer.

Although he looks similar to Zhan Hanjue, he has an evil, unruly, and evil style in his bones.

The eyebrows and eyes are smiling, and the fragrance is peerless.

A man, more enchanting than a woman. No matter how vicious he is, for some reason, he just can't be hated, it just makes people feel very distressed.

"Tell me!" The Chill Lord's voice was filled with great rage.