Luo Tian stared at him, trying in vain to find out the truth from it, and heard him say again:

"That kid you raised is called Luo Ran, right?"

"He also has Gu in his body."

"It's from Master."

Xiao Wan lost her mind angrily, stepped forward and slapped him hard:

"You poisoner!"

"I've been raising Bing'er for so many years, and I can actually do it."

His hands were trembling with anger, and his two children, his two hearts, had been calculated by these people early in the morning.

Luo Tian hurriedly supported him, Pei Ling looked at her movements, and the concern in her eyes, and the expression on her face suddenly became resentful:

"Senior sister, if you had chosen me back then, you and I would be the three of you and the Chu'er family today."

He stood up straight and looked at Luo Tian:

"I'll give you another chance, if you leave Xiao Wan and go with me, I will let someone save Chu'er now, and I will also solve his Gu, we are a family of three, and we are with Meimei."

Luo Tian coldly dropped a sentence:

"Dreaming!"

As simply as he rejected him back then, Pei Ling has been obsessed with her all her life and will never give up easily.

He called out the last hole card:

"Ghost Xin, together with the people in the sect, you must capture Luo Tian alive."

Even if he exerts all the strength of the sect, he will tie this person to his side.

Luo Tian was besieged, and Xiao Wan avoided Lu Jingmo, who was the murderer, and ran to the cliff.

He tried to reach for the rope but couldn't reach it.

"Ran'er, Bing'er, don't be afraid, Daddy will definitely be able to save you."

He stood on his feet, and most of his body leaned out of the cliff.

"Daddy, watch out for the left rear!"

Luo Ran reminded loudly.

Xiao Wan didn't dodge, let the hidden weapon stab into her back, her steps were unsteady, and she almost fell down.

Mo Xingchu looked at him with complicated eyes.

His biological father, in order not to let the secret weapon hurt him, would rather stand still and be next to each other.

Is this true fatherly love?

It's no wonder that Pei Ling was impeccable to him before, but he always felt that there was a layer of separation.

He heard himself crying in a low voice:

"Daddy......"

He called Pei Ling like this, and now, he also calls him Xiao Wan.

His eyes unconsciously overflowed with admiration, and he felt the closeness of blood.

Xiao Wan didn't expect him to call himself daddy so soon, and before she had time to be surprised, she felt the palm wind coming from behind her.

Hurriedly turned around, and the palm that was waved out collided with Pei Ling's.

"You have a deep father-son relationship."

Pei Ling glanced at Mo Xingchu, and there was not much love in his eyes:

"I've been raising you for so many years."

"I wanted to save you and use you to blackmail your mother, but now it seems that there is no need for that."

His countenance became strange, and he took out a dagger and cut it at the rope:

"Since it's useless, let's die!"

At the critical moment, Xiao Wan threw himself on the ground behind him with him, and the dagger stabbed into his shoulder, but he pinched Pei Ling's neck regardless of it.

There was a deep hatred in his eyes.

Pei Ling held the dagger and spun around his shoulder, which was not enough to stimulate him:

"Do you know what life Chu'er lived when she was a child?"

"When I first took him away, I wanted to strangle him to death, but then I thought it would be wonderful if I raised him and then let him hurt you."

"So I asked him to approach Lu Jingmo and rob your adopted son for his wife, but I didn't expect him to be an uncompetitive person."

His face gradually turned red, and the blood on Xiao Wan's shoulder became more and more flowing.