"But I'm not an outsider!" said Saint Baran Bran, whose face was shining brightly, smiled softly, revealing his snow-white teeth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Yes, this is Brother Balang, not an outsider!" Little Mary Sue's eyes lit up, although after the activation of the bloodline, Brother Balang's appearance changed after becoming the Heavenly Divine Son of the Holy Light Clan, and his memory also deteriorated, no matter how he looked at it, he felt a little strange.

But he's definitely not an outsider!

Even when her dear father was alive, he told others more than once: "This is Barang Karaman, my future son-in-law." ”

So, tell me?

So little Mary Sue's little mouth could no longer close the gate.

She said a lot like pouring beans, although due to her limited ability to speak, the words were upside down and vague.

But St. Baran White Light knew all about it.

"Kael'thas Sunchaser?Lin Feng Karaman?I didn't expect to keep an eye on it for a while, this nasty Karaman family is really a character!"

Saint Barang Baiguang was suddenly full of interest in Lin Feng.

Blame Mary Sue, in her expression, this Brother Lin Feng and Starlight Sword Dancer are simply a couple of you and me!

Can St. Baran White Light not care about it, and he sentenced this eccentric boy to death in his heart.

At this time, St. Baran Baiguang was still smiling all over his face, and the murderous intent in his heart was not visible to the little fool of Mary Sue.

Of course, perhaps due to the foodie's instinctive food protection psychology, Mary Sue didn't say a word about Lin Feng's ability to make delicious food with a stronger effect than magic cooking without using magic materials.

In fact, to Mary Sue, even if the food that Lin Feng made with cooking techniques, no matter how powerful the collateral attributes were, it was just a floating cloud to her.

For her, there is only one thing she values, delicious!

So in a sense, for a peerless cute thing, their perspective on things is always different.

After not saying a word, Mary Sue was coaxed by St. Baran White Light to the city that never sleeps, and she was kept with good food and drink, and coaxed with good words, and stayed for nearly a week.

"Has the man sent to the City of Red Blood returned?" asked St. Baran White Light after a moment's thought.

"When we came back, we followed the silly girl's account to the restaurant and arrested a large number of drinkers.

Through the Soul Alchemy Technique, we found some portraits of that Lin Feng and his friends. Iraq Nikko pulled out a thick stack of portraits from a drawer.

At the top of the portrait is a blood-red figure of the Blood Elf, the Blood Elf Prince Kael'thas.

Below is the portrait of Lin Feng's body and Starlight, Luo Shanna and others.

Of course, Starlight and Rosanna have the most portraits, and no matter where they go, the beauty will always leave the deepest impression.

This is followed by two images of Lin Feng and a portrait of Mary Sue.

As for the other two idlers, the poor brothers only had a few portraits.

It's really because it's hard for ugly men to leave an impression in other people's memories.

"Who is this?" Suddenly, Saint Baran White Light pulled out a portrait of him.

This is the image of a middle-aged woman.

She wore a green skirt that was so short that it barely covered her buttocks, and under the skirt was a pair of thick calves. The upper body is a long half-worn gown that I don't know I picked up, and the neckline is open very low, revealing a deep ****** there is a demonic aura on her body, which is not what a normal woman should have.

She smiled flatteringly, and her smile was as fake and insincere as a plastic flower. The corners of her eyes and forehead were wrinkled like tree bark, and she looked like she was over 30 years old, but she dressed herself like an innocent girl of eighteen.

St. Baran White Light endured the nausea in his heart and asked again, "Who is this?"

"This?" Iraq Nikko carefully identified for a long time, and his face turned red.

"This is an inferior prostitute in Red Blood City called Red Cherry, we got this image through the Soul Alchemy Technique, I don't know what the relationship between this Red Cherry and that Lin Feng is, our people are investigating. ”

St. Baran White Light threw the portrait away in disgust.

"Check, check it for me, grab the one called Red Cherry, and refine my soul for me. Even if there is a little connection between that Lin Feng and her, I have to find out. "Saint Baran was thunderous.

"Yes, yes, my noble majesty. Iraq Nikko nodded repeatedly.

"Iraq Nikko, do you remember that your surname is Nikko?" asked St. Baran Baiguang suddenly.

"Of course, Nikko is my proudest last name. ”

"Then do you remember who I am?" St. Baran Baiguang's face changed suddenly, and he looked fiercely at Iraqi Nikguang.

"My noble Majesty the God of the Sun, my ancestor, St. Baran Daylight. Iraq Nikko replied respectfully.

"Remember, then I ask you, where is the Father, when will he see me. St. Baran asked as the white light approached Iraq, staring into his eyes.

It's been fifty years, and he's been resurrected for fifty years, but he's never seen his revered father, the God of Light, the God King.

"His Majesty the God King of Light is also in retreat looking for a way to break through, and it has not appeared for five hundred years. We are also waiting for his arrival. ”

Iraq. Nikko replied respectfully, but without humility or arrogance.

"You ......" is indeed the answer again.

St. Barang White Light punched Iraqi Nikko in the face.

Iraq Daylight did not dodge, did not even use energy to shield, and ate the angry blow of St. Baran Baiguang.

Saint Barang Baiguang did not expect that Iraq, who had the cultivation of the Emperor-level Great Perfection, would not dodge, and was stunned on the spot.

Iraq. Nikko stood straight like a most respectful servant, not even erasing the drop of blood from the corner of his mouth. "You ......" Saint Baran Baiguang didn't know how to deal with this situation, and looked at Iraqi Daylight in silence.

After a long time, St. Baran Baiguang looked at Iraq and said meaningfully.

"Yes, he is the most faithful servant of the Father, the most beloved spokesman on earth. Loyal enough! Loyal enough! I don't know how long you'll be able to serve him. ”

"His Majesty the Great God King of Light has given me eternal life, and it is only natural that I will be loyal to His Majesty the God King of Light and your ancestors, until the destruction of this world. Iraq Nikko suddenly half-knelt on the ground and said. (To be continued.) )