After the rebirth, the big guys call me ancestors

Chapter 315 The Tomb Robber Looking for Death
Only a few faint vibrations rang, but in the end the neglected mobile phone was still lying alone on the floor.

Wei Kongqing blinked, trying to dispel the mist from his eyes, but unfortunately...

But in vain.

But Emperor Yan's spiritual consciousness is dying, this is a surprise that the little ancestor never expected.

She couldn't help leaning against Emperor Yan Zheng and put her head on his knee.

The man looked at it, and involuntarily lowered his eyes softly.

He stroked his daughter's hair with an extremely pityful strength, and said with a light smile, "How old is she, and she still loves to act like a baby."

Wei Kongqing heard the words, held back the tears.

She smiled and pretended to be nonchalant: "That's not true, I am over 2000 years old, and you are only over 40, Father."

Maybe this is the legend that heaven is jealous of talents, even before the age of knowing fate, Emperor Yan stayed there at the age of the whole person, and since then Yan Kingdom has fallen into decline...

"Then you have to call me Father." Emperor Yan Zheng pinched the little girl's nose with his fingers, and while talking, his pair of peach blossom eyes inherited from Wei Kongqing slightly curved.

If Bai Junyan is extremely elegant and handsome, and Gu Junyan is extremely confusing, then...

Yanhuang is a kind of beauty that blurs the boundaries between men and women, but he does not appear feminine, but has an intoxicating coolness.

He joked, "Could it be that Jiaojiao doesn't like her father anymore when she grows up?"

The rare and charming appearance appeared on the little ancestor.

She let Emperor Yan tease her, raised the corners of her lips, and replied with a smile: "No, my favorite is still King Father..."

Although since childhood, Wei Kongqing has liked three men who can surprise people's hearts.

But among those three, Emperor Yan's weight is indeed the most important, not one of them.

Yan Huang couldn't help smiling.

What he liked the most during his lifetime was the feeling that Jiaojiao relied on him: "You..."

I just don't know how the little girl who came to him crying because she was bullied in the past thousands of years survived.

Because the little girl is actually not at all as strong as she usually shows, but she is too stubborn in her heart, and she will not give up until she achieves her goal, which makes people feel delusional.

After all, her weakness will only appear in front of the closest people, so no one is perfect, no one is without weaknesses, if not, it is just that they have not been discovered or found.

Wei Kongqing tightly grasped Yanhuang's robe.

That real touch made her wonder whether this moment of tenderness was also the illusion of the national teacher.

It's like a yellow beam dream, when the dream wakes up, it's time for the clouds to dissipate.

Yan Huang couldn't help but sighed in his heart.

But before he could say anything, there was a sudden noise and screams outside.

The warmth in the room suddenly dissipated.

Wei Kongqing's expression suddenly turned cold.

She couldn't help standing up, and turned her head to look at the door of the tomb: "Did a mouse come in?"

He's so courageous that he even tried to make a fortune here.

Emperor Yan pressed his daughter's shoulder.

He also withdrew the tenderness in his eyes, and said coolly: "You don't need to deal with it, Yan Wei will take care of it naturally..."

As soon as the words fell, as expected, there were a few screams.

Wei Kongqing followed suit and stood up.

She raised her head slightly and looked at Emperor Yan's back: "Father, do you want to see those mice?"

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(End of this chapter)