Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

"Grandpa."

Lin Qingluo was in a complicated mood and did not move.

"Sister, go back."

When Mu Fan saw his sister, his eyes lit up, and a little tenderness appeared on his cold and indifferent face.

"Mu Fan?"

Lin Qingluo looked back and met his eyes, her concern was beyond words.

"I can handle it, trust me."

Mu Fan had a calm demeanor, and the corners of his lips curled into a charming arc, which in turn comforted her.

"good."

For some reason, Lin Qingluo felt at ease, and subconsciously wanted to believe him.

"Sister, wait and see what happens."

Lin Jinxu quietly stepped forward, tugged on his sister's sleeve, and gave her a calm look: "We are all here, and it is impossible to wrong Mu Fan."

"Um."

Feeling at ease, Lin Qingluo followed her second brother back to her grandmother's room, looking at the center of the small courtyard through the window.

"Mu Fan boldly asks, please allow the two seniors to make an oath to protect her sister for the rest of her life, and will not hesitate to do anything."

With a solemn expression, Mu Fan unsheathed the Executioner Sword, and cut off his left arm with one blow.

"ah!"

There were exclamations everywhere, and the maid who was watching the show in the dark was frightened by the **** scene and screamed loudly.

The old man and Lord Zhen Guo were also stunned by his actions, and their breathing almost stopped.

Lin Qingluo felt pain in her heart, tears blurred her eyes.

"This guy."

Lin Jinxu was in a complicated state of mind, he didn't know how to comfort his sister, and almost swears.

Just when everyone was stunned and shocked, the half amputated arm that fell to the ground trembled a few times and returned to its place automatically.

The flesh, veins, and bones of the two amputated limbs fused together, and the scars healed, leaving no severed marks on the exposed skin.

Only half of the jet-black torn sleeve, stained with dirty blood, fell to the ground, confirming that the scene just now was not illusory.

"ah!"

An even harsher exclamation sounded in the small courtyard.

The maids were all frightened by the extremely horrifying scene, and contributed the highest decibels, screaming loudly at the top of their throats.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Even though he has been a soldier all his life and is used to the cruelty of the battlefield, Lord Zhen was still stunned by the scene of his severed limb being regenerated, and he blurted out a sharp question.

"people."

Mu Fan rubbed his sore arm, slightly tugged at the corner of his mouth, and smiled wryly.

The severed limb regenerated, but the pain was still there.

Forcibly cut off an arm.

Really painful to say!

"Stinky boy, let you play handsome, hurt to death, you deserve it."

Then came the roar of dissatisfaction from the evil sword spirit.

Is there such a handsome guy?

Mu Fan smiled bitterly, his ears automatically blocked his croaking.

"Are you really a human? Not a ghost?"

Zhen Guogong still didn't believe it, got up from his seat, strode out of the hall, his eyes were full of surprise, and the shadow on the ground stared blankly for a few seconds before he believed his words.

"Regeneration of severed limbs, you have some skills."

Lin Xiaoyang entered the small courtyard just at this moment, still upset, blowing his beard and staring at each other angrily: "But this alone can't make us believe that you are capable of protecting my daughter."

Mu Fan looked solemn: "How can the juniors do it so that the seniors can believe it?"

"Defeat Sujin."

Lin Xiaoyang grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Su Jin took a breath.

The feeling of lying innocently lying on the gun is really not good!

"Father."

Lin Qingluo's dissatisfied protest came from the window.

"Qingluo, don't worry about this matter."

Lin Xiaoyang straightened his back and said righteous words: "If you want to protect my daughter, you can't just say it with your mouth. You don't have any real skills, so don't ask us to agree."