Chapter 291: Love is in Trouble......

Yuan Biaolong sat down in despair, with a smile on his face, and waved his hand to let Lu Yu and the two sit down. When he went over in the afternoon, he saw Yan'er in his mind, and out of nowhere he picked up a cute little girl, and actually said that it was her daughter, Yuan Biaolong only thought that she was deliberately looking for a little girl and faked to block his passionate pursuit.

Even if he heard with his own ears that the little girl directly called Murong Yan Ma Ma, he still thought that this was a helpless move by this woman from Tianxiang to avoid herself.

Until now, Lu Yu appeared.

This hammer, pain! The pain of the heartache! The indescribable pain that hurts into the bone marrow! By the way, it is accompanied by the acid that cannot be confided, the kind of acid that hurts to the bottom of the heart! At this moment, Yuan Biaolong thought of death, maybe he died-

Miss Murong will look at me more, right......?

Looking at the tragedy in front of him, Murong Yan glanced at Lu Yu beside him with some disgust, and Lu Yu shrugged, not letting him know what despair is, he didn't know what it would be, and today he would let this kid know and know-

What is called "thinking of heaven and earth, alone, choking and tears"!

Yuan Biaolong sat with Lu Yu and the two of them for a while, what the other party said, he couldn't hear it, he was a little unclear about what he said, he didn't seem to hear anything when his eyes wandered, and he didn't even notice when the couple left......

"Little Prince......"

An old and nervous voice came from a long distance, Yuan Biaolong just sat quietly, wanting to be alone, although he didn't know who Jingjing was, but he just wanted to be quiet.

"Little Prince!"

This time the voice was a little louder, his eyes were focused, and he raised his head a little dazedly, who called me?

"Little Prince!!"

Yuan Biaolong's pupils finally aligned with the focal length, and the next moment, an old face with wrinkles on his face like chrysanthemums suddenly appeared in front of him, and he didn't want him to slap it!

Syllable!!!

Although Ye Wuxian is a half-step True Human Realm cultivator like Yuan Biaolong, and even his cultivation power is much higher than that of this little fresh meat who has only been practicing for more than ten years, but in the face of this slap that was close at hand and caught off guard, he couldn't dodge it, and was slapped firmly on the left side of his face-

Ye Huarong on the side only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and then, he saw his own grandfather flying over his head, and when he turned around, he saw a fresh pig's head baked!

Ye Huarong was stunned——

I didn't say anything about it, grandpa was beaten, if I told the little prince, would I be dismantled?

Ye Wuxian covered his left face with both hands, and the incomparably pure true qi in his body rushed from his heart to his head...... The left side of the face, immediately, the red and purple five paw prints on the left side of the face disappeared rapidly, and the swollen face quickly subsided, this old man who was not afraid of even two ribs and knives in one side back then, but at this moment it was as if nothing had happened, and he stepped forward respectfully and said with a big salute: "The dog collided with the two friends of the little prince without a form before, and I ask the little prince to forgive me!"

"I'm sorry!"

Yuan Biaolong's face was full of ridicule, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man up, and said apologetically: "The main hall was thinking about something just now, maybe I was too fascinated, and I was disturbed for a while and didn't react instinctively!

"It's okay!"

Ye Wuxian was a little flattered and sat down, as for Ye Huarong, he only dared to stand behind his grandfather with his head down, without saying a word.

"What seems to have happened to the Night Master just now?"

Yuan Biaolong let out a long breath of turbid air, and the whole person seemed to have walked out of the trance just now, and his expression naturally steamed a pot of water with true qi, and he made tea elegantly. Maybe it's because the Ye family is just a small second-class title family, Yuan Biaolong happened to be in a depressed mood, after a few cups of tea, after a few words, Ye Wuxian and Ye Huarong became his listeners without saying a word......

As for Ye Wuxian talking about his grandson's rude behavior before, this little prince had an undeniable face, and talked about his beautiful youth for the last time......

Regarding Ye Huarong's matter, he didn't seem to pay attention to it at all, and he didn't have any intention of asking for guilt, which made the grandfather and grandson take a long breath and completely relax.

"Unmarried, pregnant, and a three-year-old daughter......!

I Yuan Biaolong prides himself on being romantic, and it is the first time that I have such a crush on a woman, but I didn't expect her to do such a thing before she got married!"

Yuan Biaolong laughed at himself, raised his head as if he was drinking, and drank a cup of sweet and delicious tea!

And the corners of the night lord on the other side twitched slightly, what else could he say, he glanced at the grandson behind him, and said: "These words said by the little prince today, you rot in my stomach for me, if the old man hears any rumors from the outside world, be careful of your dog's legs!" Ye Huarong bowed his head, he was only a cultivator in the middle of the Dharma realm, and he couldn't transmit the sound, but he secretly slandered in his heart, I am a dog, and you seem to be old too......

But he never dared to say this, but now he has something to say!

"You have something to say, don't you?!"

Coldly, the little prince of the Yuanxi Mansion pointed to Ye Huarong behind Ye Wuxi, and he saw the appearance of this kid who was about to speak and stopped just now. Yuan Biaolong laughed generously and said, "She is actually such a woman?! In my mind, she is the goddess above the Nine Heavens, and she is in my mind......

Hahahahahaha

Tea is not drunk, everyone is drunk, and it was not easy for Yuan Biaolong to recover from the stunned state-

seemed to have fallen into another state, the breath on his body was constantly surging, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a strange mad state, as if the cup of tea he was holding in his hand was the strongest wine in the world, pouring cup after cup-

"Come, tell me what you want to say!"

Yuan Biaolong stretched out his finger at a loss, Ye Huarong, and said wantonly and proudly, a tear actually overflowed from the corner of his eye! As the saying goes, death is easy, love is difficult, and the ancients did not deceive me! This depreciated heart still has a bit of hatred from the previous life?!

- Ye Huarong was dumbfounded!

At this moment, he thought that he should have seen it wrong, the dignified little prince was actually like this...... Infatuation? Yes, yes, this is infatuation, how can the little prince be so naïve?!

"Ahem!"

The night on the side was almost unbearable, and he said to his grandson: "Didn't you hear what the little prince told you to say? !

At this moment, the old man was thinking-

In case the little prince accidentally remembers this picture at this moment in the future years, will he want to kill someone?!