The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor

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In his life, his father has lived up to his mother and treated himself with a thin sin.

Nowadays, even if you go, you still have to experience some false feelings.

With such a thought, the face of Mo Yanning is even more ugly, and the more he wants to leave the Terran, and leave with the Niang.

Many people came to pay homage, although Nangong Beichen was seriously injured, but he insisted.

Looking at the excitement in front of the mourning hall, and the lonely coffin, I couldn't help but slap it. I only patted the shoulders of Jimo, and I went out with the incense.

Nangong Beichen just walked out the door and saw the figure of Shangqiu Mengqian. The two exchanged a look, and Nangong Beichen stood outside the hall waiting.

Shangqiu Mengqian came in with a look of incomprehensible awkwardness, looked at the coffin, his face changed for a long time, only a robes, squatting at the side of Jimo Anning, throwing paper money into the brazier.

Looking at the paper money burning, I whispered: "You said that you are the first son, why are you hanging in front of me? You are also a blind eye, the family has been suppressed like this, do not know Hiding out, the world is so big, where is there no place for you? Yeah, now that you are so generous, this son has to take care of the girl and your son for you. You can rest assured that this son is the first Once in a while, you can never bully him as a cheap son, hehe..."

When the words were not finished, I felt a sharp pain in my waist, turned my head, and smiled at the illusion.

Immediately smashed: "Hey, dump the girl, this son... I... I am actually..."

The illusion turned but did not look at him again. He only bent down and touched the head of Xiaobao. Although he did not say a word, the gentle appeasement was overwhelming.

Shangqiu Meng Qiang’s fascination gave a scent to the spirit of Jimo, and touched his nose and left the door. He sneered at the morning of Shangnangong Beichen, coughing uncomfortably and looking up at the sky.

The illusion of looking at this gorgeous cockroach in front of me, only feels ironic.

The man is dead, the bones are gone, listening to Xiaobao, before he died, the Jimo home was severely suppressed.

But nowadays it is a great burial, and it is like the biggest hero of Jimo.

What is the use of being ill-treated in front of me and being compensated for it?

Jimo, if you have a spirit, can you regret it at the moment?

With a sigh, I personally stepped forward and smashed a column of incense, silently praying: "Momo, I forgive you, go all the way!"

Out of the hall, the white dust seal is standing outside waiting for her, seeing the illusion, revealing a trace of worry.

I carefully looked at the look of the illusion, and saw that there was nothing wrong with it.

Welcomed: "I will send you back?"

Nangong Beichen eyes are staring at the illusion, but she has not seen her for a few years. She is more beautiful and temperamental. In the past, she smiled with the phoenix eyes, which is full of majesty.

The look is light, it seems that everything has passed, no longer lingering on her heart, completely let go of the past.

Looking at the mourning hall behind her again, the man who had been with her for half a lifetime, now has nowhere to know.

Nangong Beichen’s heart was in a state of sorrow.

Just nodded to the illusion, just about to leave.

Suddenly, a thrilling roar sounded from the side of the Holy Court, and a huge demon temperament approached.

Several figures jumped out from the parties of the Holy City and greeted them. They were all a few of the Terrans.