The essence in the woman's eyes skyrocketed, and she sneered: "Nalan Yurong, that slut, stepped her into the mud, thinking that she would never be able to get up again, and she could even hook up with someone."
Tell me the exact location and I'll see for myself. ” After getting the address, the woman quickly disappeared into the mansion.
And few people know that this mansion was the side courtyard of Zhu Chongba, the young master of the Zhu family, ten years ago, and this bewitching woman in black was Nalan Feixue, who had already cultivated the Demon Dao Exercises and then became a great success.
Nalan Feixue came all the way to the foot of Cangshan Mountain, and soon saw the woman she hated the most, her sister - Nalan Yurong.
Ever since she knew that Nalan Yurong had killed her mother and used herself as a bargaining chip to Zhu Chongba to play with, Nalan Feixue hated her so much.
In the past ten years, Nalan Yurong, as a martial artist in the condensation period, has lived such a miserable life, and she has her handwriting in it.
When Nalan Yurong is sent to a prostitution parlor and lives better than death, she will bring people out, and then when she is full of hope, she will cut this slut into a stick.
The sticks made by Nalan Zhengze and Zhu Chongba had already been played by her a few years ago, so she had to keep Nalan Yurong to torture slowly, otherwise, wouldn't her life in the future be very boring.
It's just that Nalan Feixue didn't expect that Nalan Yurong had fallen into this step, and someone would save her.
Who the hell is it?
To save such a femme fatale and dirty and shameless slut?
However, before Nalan Feixue could get close to the place where the altar was set up, an indescribable sense of fear welled up in his heart.
This is not just the gap between cultivation and coercion, but she feels that the exercises she cultivates seem to be completely restrained.
If you get close, you will be crushed into powder.
Nalan Feixue stopped suddenly, hid in a huge banyan tree, and looked into the distance.
From here, she could only see Nalan Yurong groveling to the few people around her, with a look of wanting to please, and being excited and afraid.
And among that group of people, there was a tall man who was particularly conspicuous, and the aura emanating from her body made Nalan Feixue creep.
But the man's face made her feel a little familiar inexplicably.
Nalan Feixue was unwilling in her heart, and finally had the courage to send a small seed in that direction.
This seed is the five-rank demon plant Cang'er, which has only three hours of life, and after taking root, it will give birth to a plant similar to an ear, so that the martial artist who has engraved the soul mark on it can hear all the sounds that Cang'er hears.
Cang'er flew near the altar, Nalan Feixue urged the demonic qi in his body, and soon heard the voice coming from there.
Nalan Yurong knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the incense candle table, and muttered in her mouth, "Mother, thank you for having a spirit in the sky and bless me for finding my father."
I will definitely stay by my father's side in the future and serve him well.
In the future, my daughter will no longer be bullied, and she will no longer have to endure hardships, mother, you can finally rest in peace. ” Nalan Feixue frowned, her heart was full of suspicion, Nalan Yurong is her eldest sister with the same father and mother, this is what she is 100% sure of, why does she have a father now?
After Nalan Yurong kowtowed, she stood up and looked at the tall man with an expectant and cautious expression, "Dad, where are we going next?"
Dad, you're not from Miluo, are you?
Are you from Siam?
Can I come back to Siam with you?
”