The Salted Fish Life from the Night

It's not easy to handle.

Jin Yulu was really displeased with Xu Shiji's scolding of his young highness.But it seems too impulsive to fight like this.He had already caused Xu Shiji a small loss in the fight just now.

But it's really not happy to end like this.

Ye Qiu and Mo Qingwu just don't have enough strength right now, otherwise they would have done it by themselves.Suddenly feel so wronged.

The mood of the siblings suddenly fell.

But in fact...they have always been at a disadvantage.However, due to the influence of family education, if you don't take advantage of it, you will suffer a big loss.

So the siblings sighed.Both Luoluo and Tang Thirty-Six were confused.No matter what they say, he is also a mainland god. Isn't it enough to be shrunken in front of us pretty guys?

But... just not enough.

Suddenly disheartened, Mo Qingwu said with emotion: "We are such a miserable brother and sister." It's miserable, the three mothers all ran out to play, that dear father, I haven't seen him until now .

Hey~~~~~~~~~~

Suddenly there was a sigh from Weiyang Palace, and it was blown in by a gust of wind, blowing into everyone's heart.

Then two crisp popping sounds were heard.

Xu Shiji's face was swollen.

No one in the palace full of masters realized what happened.Is anyone coming?Why is Xu Shiji's face swollen?Could it be that he himself was guilty of beating him?

Bishop Mei, Mao Qiuyu, Jin Yulu.

These three can be said to be the pinnacle powerhouses of the Star Gathering Realm, but they didn't feel anything.Where is someone?What kind of astonishing means is this?So hard to guard against.

That's not to say they might get suddenly slapped in the face either.

It was so swollen.

There is nothing in the face.

Hurry up and cover your face.Let's use the vitality of heaven and earth to make a thick defensive layer first.

The sighing voice continued: "Is this enough?" Mo Qingwu and Ye Qiu looked at each other in disbelief.This voice, this voice... the brothers and sisters had never heard it before.It wasn't their own mother's voice, so who else?

Me and my dear father.

It's finally here.

popping.

Another two crisp and loud slaps.

This time, Xu Shiji's square face finally became round.Ye Qiu and Mo Qingwu also stood up to their hunched little bodies, their mood was really sour.A dear father is a dear father, this face-slapping skill can be said to be miraculous.

"Is it enough?"

"That's enough. Let's do it for now, I'll slap him when I'm in a bad mood!"

The corner of Xu Shiji's mouth was bleeding and he twitched a few times.

Ye Qiu laughed loudly, and he taunted everyone, "Come on, shoulder to shoulder, you guys come over and try to move my toes? Hahaha, my father is coming, and the Holy Empress can't hold it back."

"Next, I'll have a good talk with you guys. Lishan dead dwarf, you give me another try? Believe it or not let my father beat you even shorter? Daddy, come out and show yourself .”

Are you showing off?

A light voice came from the hall that confused Ye Qiu and Mo Qingwu: "I'm rather shy."

Ye Qiu: "..."

Mo Qingwu: "..."

Everyone in the hall: "..."

She was shy and embarrassed to show up, so she changed the way.

A painting appeared in the hall, just like that out of thin air.There is a lifelike man in the painting...in profile, you can't see his real face, but you can see his young and handsome...a breath of peerless elegance emerges spontaneously.

Miss Mo Yu looked at the painting carefully and confirmed that it was the man she had seen before.But... Did he have such a good temperament back then?How do you feel that the person in the painting looks better?

It seems that all the advantages of this world are concentrated on the man in this painting.This made Ye Qiu and Mo Qingwu keep complaining.

Because they found that many people in the temple were overwhelmed by the man in this painting.There are many beautiful girls among these people.

His Highness Luoluo is staring at the stars.

Well... Ye Qiu's face turned dark, and he slapped himself.Why are you so mean?Like a father, like a son, you like Xiu so much, don't you know what your father looks like?

Of course you like the show more?

With such a skill, he would kneel down as his own son.This proper dear father, did he have his own existence in an instant.

Why do you want this dear father to come out to support yourself?Such a magnificent father... Hurry up and hide it!

Ye Qiu's movements are so fast.

Having broken through his limit, he put the painting away in a hurry.

Suddenly... everyone in the hall regained their clarity.

The painting was put away, but a vague figure covered by clouds and mist appeared.The figure sighed twice, and said: "I knew it, I shouldn't have appeared. My existence has overshadowed you, I'm sorry, you are the protagonists tonight."

"Qiu, don't live up to your name. You must marry more wives. Qingwu, why don't you...be a bhikkhuni."

"..." Mo Qingwu's face turned dark, what does this father mean?Don't let yourself get married yet, right?

Jiang Xianyu said quietly: "The key is whether there is a man who is worthy of you. You have such an excellent brother, such a handsome, personable, and rich father, how can you find someone who is better than us? A better man? Let's become a monk..."

Mo Qingwu curled her small mouth, and said with tears in her eyes: "I want to tell mother that you bullied me."

Ye Qiu smacked his lips and said, "Qingwu, I'm going to say a few words about you. What my father said is right. There is no man in this world who is worthy of you. It's all my fault. I have improved your aesthetics." ..."

What are father and son?This is father and son.Look at each other and smile, and cherish each other.

Jiang Xianyu's cameo came to an end again, "Qiu, go ahead and talk to them about the Four Laws of the Kingdom of God, this is the first stepping stone for you to enter the mainland as a fledgling.

Go on!

Concentrate on it! "

"Okay, pickup... no, minister... no, dear father..."

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Chapter five hundred and eleventh are all bad guys

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As the saying goes...the ass determines the thinking.

How should this sentence be understood?Roughly speaking... the position is different, so the way of looking at the problem is different.Everyone's position is different.

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The third night of the Ivy Banquet tonight.

In the beginning, what was the theme that always revolved around the banquet?It is a grand marriage between the North and the South.Qiu Shanjun and Xu Yourong's true dragon and heavenly phoenix, a heaven-sent marriage, a match made in heaven.

and then?

When everyone was about to witness history full of passion, Ye Qiu's appearance reversed all the stories.

What should we do next?

Ye Qiu, who was supposed to be criticized verbally or even suppressed directly, hugged his real thigh. His biological father was here.

The salted fish came to the world, showing its holiness in front of people.

If the Holy Queen doesn't come out, who will compete with her?Even if it comes out, it doesn't matter.

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The people in the hall froze in seconds.

Such a wave of appearance immediately overwhelmed all the previous voices.Ye Qiu and Mo Qingwu's relatives' father's peerless elegance, personable manners, and richness like jade... just killed everything in seconds.

So much so that the theme of tonight's banquet merges with the north and the south... The marriage between Mr. Qiu Shan and Xu Yourong and the issue of the "third party" that never appeared were temporarily forgotten.

This is the real C position!

What is a protagonist?

That's it.

As soon as it appeared, it reversed everyone's thinking.The position of the buttocks is instantly different.

This taste...Jiang Xianyu feels...it's really good.He pondered: "Sure enough... am I already super-first-line?"

At this moment, the brilliance shines.

Who can stop his pretentious figure?Only salted fish... my son.

The cheater is always the son.

Ye Qiu swiftly packed up the portrait of his own father.Let's save this when I go back.Otherwise, the charm that floats out is really irresistible.

But... Jiang Xianyu's soul fluttered out of the painting.Salted fish is triumphant, son, you are still too young.

Ye Qiu's head is full of black lines, he really shouldn't let his own father show his face with such a cheap mouth.The result is still addictive, isn't it?

What about being shy?Sure enough, they are all deceitful.

As expected of the father who cheated his three mothers, he still has a lot to learn.

Now that it's out, it can't be taken back.

So hot... I had no choice but to concentrate on it.

With real thighs to back him up, Ye Qiu couldn't hold back the waves in his heart anymore.

Don't stop tonight, it's all kinds of hate.

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