Daddy, Here Is Mommy

In any case, he would not let that happen.

If Lu Yiyao is in trouble, what should Lin Ango do?

Bo Yuheng is cruel and can ignore the feeling of Lin'an song.

He can't.

Even if he lost his life, he had to protect Lu Yi and his family.

"Lu Yiyao, it seems that you really don't want to live?"

Bo Yuheng's anger broke out completely. He patted the armrest of the sofa and scolded him loudly.

"The hall, with my wife and children, how could I want to die?"

Lu Yiyao's lips are slightly hooked and sneer.

Bo Yuheng did not expect to arrive at this time, Lu Yiyao is still so arrogant. Anger burns reason, cruel way.

"Lu Yiyao, don't you know that the two evils in lin'an'ge's stomach are gone?"

"Bo Yuheng

For the first time, Nan Huaijin called out his name.

His elegant facial features were covered with deep anger, and his heart slightly fluctuated.

At this time, if you use a word to describe Bo Yuheng at the moment. All he could think of was "insanity.".

Lin ange is his own daughter. How can he say it like an enemy.

When Nan Huaijin is worried that Lu Yiyao will lose control, Lu Yiyao is more calm than ever. However, the jade flute in his hand was about to be broken, and the red ears hanging from the end swayed more violently.

The more residual blood.

Lu Yi's deep and narrow eyes are compressed into a slit, and the voice is very low.

"Hall, did you do it?"

"What do you say?"

Bo Yuheng's face was tense and his eyes slipped with a fierce smile.

"Bo Yuheng, you..."

On hearing this, Nan Huaijin's heart trembled and her face turned white. Raise your hand and point to Bo Yuheng. Finger tip, cool.

"Tiger poisons do not eat children. You even started with Ango, you Are you still human? "

"Nan Huaijin, have you been living alone for a long time, so my father's love has burst out and there is no place to pour out. Lin ange is my daughter, my daughter... "

Bo Yuheng's cruel eyes move away from Lu Yiyao's face, stare at Nan Huaijin and roar.

"Your daughter, ah..."

Nan Huaijin points to his hand and trembles slightly. The fundus of my eyes is blue and blue.

"Bo Yuheng, is she your daughter? Did you manage her for a day? "

"So what? In her bones, it's my blood. "

Bo Yuheng was not guilty at all. At least, in front of Nan Huaijin and Lu Yiyao, they didn't show up.

"Good one, so what? What a bloody one

Nan Huaijin is really going to be mad by him. He is upset why he helped such a person to sit in this position today?

What is it that blinds Bo Yuheng's original intention.

Maybe that's what he was born with.

"Bo Yuheng, won't your conscience hurt?"

Nan Huaijin's voice has just fallen, and a thunder comes from the villa. The thunder was thundering and frightening.

"Bo Yuheng, you see, God can't listen to it, you Ah... "

He took back his hand, turned his head, and looked out of the window.

He really didn't want to talk to such a "shameless" person any more.

"Uncle Jin, don't be angry..."

Lu Yi Yao turns around and looks at Huaijin in the south, comforting him.

You can see that he is holding back his anger. The cold face covered with haze, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out.

"Yi Yao, he is so shameless."

Nan Huaijin was so angry that she felt a lot of pain in her heart and her forehead rolled down with sweat.

"Uncle Jin, it's not worth being angry for such a person."

Lu Yi Yao faintly answered.

"Ha ha..."

When Bo Yuheng heard their conversation, he snorted coldly, and a cruel smile came into his mouth.

"Hall, are you not afraid of retribution for being so cruel?"

Lu Yi Yao picks eyebrows, and his dark eyes stare at Bo Yuheng. The red ears hanging at the end of the jade flute swayed more violently.

"Retribution?"

Bo Yuheng disdained the way.

"I never believed in retribution? I only believe that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. "

He is really worthy of being a powerful man. Only he can speak such arrogant words.

"Hall, to tell you the truth, I really admire you. You do everything for the sake of power. Abandoning his wife and daughter, killing friends, brothers and sisters, in order to achieve the goal, it is really unscrupulous... "

Lu Yi's deep eyes are tight, and the hand holding the jade flute is clank. He paused and continued.

"Hall, a word for you. God's iniquities can still live, but self iniquities cannot live. "

With that, he turned the flute and changed direction.The movement of Flowing Clouds and flowing water is clearly the second dark wave.

"Lu Yiyao, this is also for you."

Bo Yuheng hooked his lips and gave a cold smile.

"It's better to choose a day than to collide with it. Today next year will be your death day."

"Bo Yuheng, dare you!"

When Nan Huaijin heard this, "Shua" got up and blocked Lu Yiyao.

"Nan Huaijin, I said, you can't protect him?"

Bo Yuheng patted the armrest of the sofa heavily and then stood up.

"Bo Yuheng, you want to move him unless you step on my body."

Nan Huaijin's face is tight and cold.

"Nan Huaijin, do you have to do this?"

"Try it..."

Nan Huaijin warned again.

"Uncle Jin, get out of the way."

Lu Yiyao, who is holding a jade flute, stands up calmly. He steps forward and smiles at Nan Huaijin.

"Yi Yao, don't worry..."

"Uncle Jin, I'm not worth it..."

Lu Yiyao looked at him and shook his head gently.

"Yiyao, I promised your mother..."

Nan Huaijin is a little moved, the bottom of her eyes, leached a light red.

"Uncle Jin, it's not so easy for him to want me to die..."

Lu Yiyao suddenly turns around, and the jade flute in his hand suddenly hits Bo Yuheng's right arm.

Kuang dang

PATA

Two things fell one after the other.

The jade flute broke into three parts.

A black launcher, broken in two.

It's close.

Nan Huaijin's forehead was covered with sweat, and her back was soaked.

At the same time, he could not help feeling.

"Lu Yiyao's skill is so good?"

At this time, the door of the living room burst open instantly, another bodyguard of merciless and Bo Yuheng rushed in. The guards who followed Nan Huaijin also ran in.

A Li and Fu Qinglun rush over.

"King..."

"Sir..."

The atmosphere of the whole villa is a little tense.

The roar of the plane swept over the villa.

You don't have to look at it. You know it's Bo Yuheng.

Lu Yiyao squints his pupils, his lips bend slightly, and he laughs softly.

"Hall, why do you need it?"

"Lu Yiyao, I'll ask you again for the last time. Will you hand it in or not?"

Bo Yuheng was very angry, and the curve of his face became sharp.