The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 31 Biological Father, Nangong Group
Shen Tangluo was contemplating what happened in Xuanling Palace, at this moment, a sharp sound of breaking wind swept across, and the strong air current in the air seemed to be torn and twisted.

"Who's there? Come out!"

Shen Tangluo was slightly startled, and reacted instantly, pulled Nangongmo with a dignified expression aside, and dodged to the side with a tangled expression.

Nangong Mo's body trembled, and her heart trembled. Shen Tangluo clearly sensed the nervousness and fear of the people around her.

Shen Tangluo frowned lightly, raised his eyes to look at the void where the voice came from, and in just an instant, his eyes became icy and cold.

She stabilized her figure, and her heart was shaken. This thick and loud voice was... Zhuo Feng!
The Fifth Elder of Xuanling Palace, the eighth-level Thunder Summoner, the strongest of the strong.

An old but thick voice rang in the ears of the two, "Mo'er?"

With a sound of "Mo'er", two tall and straight figures fell from the void.

One is white-haired and has a fairy-like demeanor, and the other is handsome and handsome with sharp features.

Seeing these two people, the corners of Shen Tangluo's mouth slowly curled up, the person she was waiting for had arrived.

Nangong Mo's heart tightened, she pressed her lips together, and walked out from behind Shen Tangluo.

She lowered her eyes and greeted weakly: "Grandpa Feng, father."

Zhuo Feng was dressed in a spotless white Taoist robe, with his hands behind his back, a serious face, and walked over with steady steps.

He has fluttering white hair, but he is hale and hearty, majestic and majestic, piercing the sky with coercion.

Zhuo Feng walked silently with a trace of hostility that only belongs to the strong. When he came to Nangong Mo, his face softened a little, "Mo'er, why are you outside so early in the morning?"

Nangong Qun, who was walking beside him, also frowned and glanced at Nangongmo, and was about to speak, but the next moment, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

His handsome and deep face, when his eyes touched Shen Tangluo's face, his amber eyes suddenly narrowed, and for a moment, he was surprised and suspicious.

The man who had always been calm was shocked at this moment, and his fists were clenched quietly.

His gaze was as deep as ink, and he couldn't move it away.

Who is this little girl?

Why do you look like that woman?

Nangong Qun didn't go to see Nangongmo, nor did he care about why Nangongmo appeared outside Xuanling Palace.

No matter how calm his naturally handsome facial features were, they were also stained with an expression of disbelief, and he locked his eyes on Shen Tangluo's small figure.

Shen Tangluo took a full view of his shocked expression, raised the end of his eyes, slightly tightened his palms, looked straight into his eyes, calm and composed.

The Fifth Elder Zhuo Feng also noticed Shen Tangluo, and he was also amazed that at such a young age, she was able to maintain her normal expression under the coercion he unleashed, without changing her face.

If he read it correctly, he didn't see that it was Nangong Mo just now, and the skill that he swung out was avoided by the little girl in front of him.

Nangong Mo was already afraid of Zhuo Feng beside her father. She dared not remain silent in such a dignified atmosphere, "Grandpa Feng, I..."

She paused, clenched her fists involuntarily, her face was forbearing, her teeth were clenched, and she was still struggling.

Shen Tangluo who was behind him gave a light snort, and stood beside Nangong Mo, his gaze was on Nangong Qun coolly, without any fear.

Immediately, a soft, glutinous and delicate voice sounded faintly, but the tone was as sharp as ice, "What are you afraid of? The person standing in front of you is your biological father."

While speaking, Shen Tangluo's meaningful eyes glanced at Nangong Qun's astonished face, and a trace of coldness flashed across Taohua's eyes.

Hearing this cold voice, Nangong Mo felt inexplicably relieved, as if she wasn't so frightened anymore.

She raised her clean and clear eyes, and suddenly knelt down facing Nangong Qun.

She only heard her soft and timid voice with a touch of determination, and said, "Grandpa Feng, father, Mo'er wants to ask father to be the master for me."

(End of this chapter)