"Father." Ling Luo's expression changed slightly.Deep in the body, a sense of fear rose up.

It's not that she Ling Luo is afraid of him Ling Nie, but this body is too afraid.That kind of fear has become so ingrained that even if the soul is destroyed, it is still imprinted on the body and flesh.

In the past 16 years, Ling Nie has rolled her eyes at this third daughter who has zero cultivation talent.

Of course, this father loves her sister Ling Yue who is very talented and has reached the fifth level of Muyuan warrior at the age of 16, and he can be said to love her very much and respond to her requests.

"You unfilial daughter, you are actually dragging and tangling with a dirty and smelly beggar at the door of the house. Such filth is simply unsightly!" Ling Nie's voice was like a bell, with a powerful and angry face. Unceremoniously, he stretched out a hand, shot like electricity, and slapped Ling Luo fiercely.

Ling Nie is a more powerful existence above the martial artist, and is a sixth-order martial artist.All Ling's practice is Mu Yuan, this slap, with a green qi, directly slaps Ling Luo's body out.

Xuanyuan Yu's eyes flashed, and the golden light in his black pupils flashed away. He took a few steps back, gently and skillfully caught Ling Luo's body, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and half hugged her in his arms.

"Thank you." Ling Luo raised her head, half of her face was swollen high, the corners of her lips were blood, her face was slightly pale, and she looked a bit desolate, but in those eyes, there was a resolute harmony anger.

"You bastard! It was just chatting, but now it's hugging and hugging! Ling Luo, you're really going against the sky. Do you even know what is shame and what is fame!" She stared at the unfilial daughter held by the beggar in her arms.

Although Ling Luo's head was buzzing, her consciousness was still very clear. She held Xuanyuan Yu's arm, stood up straight, and stared coldly at the man she should have called her father.

"Father, you are serious, Luo'er has no reputation in the whole of Yingyang City." Ling Luo's eyes were cold and her tone was light, like a cloud floating in the sky, "You are really afraid of your daughter's reputation. If you are defiled by this beggar, you still use the topic, just want to punish your daughter and vent your anger for your sister's face?"

Ling Nie's face froze, his eyes sank, and his old face couldn't hold back when his happiness was revealed in public.He became more and more annoyed, and said sharply, "Are you talking back to me?"

"Yeah, do you still need to confirm with me for such an obvious thing?" Ling Luo's lips curled into a cold arc, and the sarcasm in the corner of her eyes was unmistakable, "You protect my sister in everything, and there are so many pairs in Ling's residence. Looking at it, didn't anyone tell you that she was the one who tied me at the stake and burned me first?"

"Yue'er is also for everyone's good, so she will deal with you, the evil star of Grandpa Ke Niang Kefuke!" Ling Nie frowned and made an obvious protective gesture.

"For everyone's good? Heh." Ling Luo smiled thinly, only bones were left, "Why, even the wise and wise iron-blooded general Qianren Zhan started to listen to the nonsense of the warlocks and the like?"

Ling Nie's brows furrowed even tighter, and her voice raised a level: "Luo'er, when did you become so stubborn and surly, with sharp teeth and sharp mouths!"

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