Things are coming to an end here.

Many people are still confused and have no idea that they have been used as pawns in this big drama, and they are still secretly happy that they have escaped from death. Some of them have not yet escaped from danger, their future is unclear, and they are confused and ignorant.

But no matter which one it is, after experiencing so many dangerous incidents, I can't help but become interested in the culprit of all incidents.

Before, they were too exhausted to save their lives, so they naturally had no time to think about this. But now everything seems to have settled, and they finally have time to explore something hidden behind this matter.

Qingzhuo Lianji looked so miserable that it was impossible to believe that she was a glorious female monk just a few moments ago. She also looked like she was about to die.

She was in such a mess, but she kept laughing, with desperate eyes, looking at Mudi not far away as if she was dead, and staring at his sword.

"Okay, okay..."

Her cheers echoed in the banquet hall, and every word was louder than before. Her emotions were inexplicable and made everyone feel uncomfortable.

"Good means. My good father..." Qingzhuo Lianji wiped the blood on her face tremblingly, revealing her eyes covered with red threads, and looked at Zhenjun Zhaohe with an unpredictable expression.

He is obviously a dying person, but for some reason his voice is so powerful, showing the owner's ups and downs of emotions.

"I am not the girl's father. My poor daughter was killed in a foreign land many years ago without any bones left. Her soul is still here looking at you. This is all because of the girl's care for her...

..." Lord Showa sneered.

"Zhenjun refused to admit it so quickly? Are you angry now? It is obvious that Zhenjun himself has never found out about his daughter's violent death for so many years. I am just acting as a pusher. Everyone is their own master."

"...Speaking of which, I never thought that I would be able to lurk in your sect for so long. I thought I could take him with me for a month and a half to get some information...I didn't expect..." I could barely get out of the picture that was covered in blood.

There was a sneer on his face.

"...I just didn't expect Zhenjun to be so careless. Your entire sect is actually stupid. No one found out about my problem. They all naively thought that Guo Ni had lost his temper. You Huyang

Pai is really hard to describe."

Lord Showa's face became extremely ugly, and it was obvious that his foot was stepped on by the opponent.

Looking at Zhaohe Zhenjun's gloomy face, Qingzhuo Lianji smiled happily and said: "You are right, right? I was deceived by false outsiders, and I, a fake, have been calling my father for more than ten years, and now I want to deny it.

Isn’t it too late?”

"You are just venting your frustration by being so angry. You simply cannot accept that you have been deceived and ignored the death of your biological daughter for many years. Isn't it because of you as a father that I can succeed?"

"...Don't be so modest."

Everyone in the venue had different thoughts. Although no one dared to discuss it loudly, and the person who spoke was a demonic witch who seemed to be instigating a relationship. But she also had some truth in what the other party said, and it really seemed like that.

His own daughter has been impersonated for more than ten years, right under his nose. Even if he said it, people would not believe that this was the style of a Nascent Soul Lord. But the fact is that this thing does exist, and it is really shown in front of everyone.

This is really ridiculous.

The good guys have already started whispering.

But it was clear that Lord Zhaohe didn't care about other people's opinions. He stared at Qingzhuo Lianji as if he wanted to eat her. His hatred for this person was truly exposed at this moment and became known to the world.

, that is extremely twisted hatred.

"And you..." After Qingzhuo Lianji criticized her former father, she finally turned her head and looked at the person on the other side. This person she had not seen since just now was also the person she once admired.

.

"You guys are really good at calculating. I thought I was better, but it turns out there is someone even higher."

————Replace it immediately. Replace it immediately. I was in a hurry and left for an hour. I will change it immediately. Please forgive me————

But no matter which one it is, after experiencing so many dangerous incidents, I can't help but become interested in the culprit of all incidents.

Before, they were too exhausted to save their lives, so they naturally had no time to think about this. But now everything seems to have settled, and they finally have time to explore something hidden behind this matter.

Qingzhuo Lianji looked so miserable that it was impossible to believe that she was a glorious female monk just a few moments ago. She also looked like she was about to die.

She was in such a mess, but she kept laughing, with desperate eyes, looking at Mudi not far away as if she was dead, and staring at his sword.

"Okay, okay..."

Her cheers echoed in the banquet hall, and every word was louder than before. Her emotions were inexplicable and made everyone feel uncomfortable.

"Good means. My good father..." Qingzhuo Lianji wiped the blood on her face tremblingly, revealing her eyes covered with red threads, and looked at Zhenjun Zhaohe with an unpredictable expression.

He is obviously a dying person, but for some reason his voice is so powerful, showing the owner's ups and downs of emotions.

"I am not the girl's father. My poor daughter was killed in a foreign land many years ago without any bones left. Her soul is still here looking at you. This is all because of the girl's care for her...

..." Lord Showa sneered.

"Zhenjun refused to admit it so quickly? Are you angry now? It is obvious that Zhenjun himself has never found out about his daughter's violent death for so many years. I am just acting as a pusher. Everyone is their own master."

"...Speaking of which, I never thought that I would be able to lurk in your sect for so long. I thought I could take him with me for a month and a half to get some information...I didn't expect..." I could barely get out of the picture that was covered in blood.

There was a sneer on his face.

"...I just didn't expect Zhenjun to be so careless. Your entire sect is actually stupid. No one found out about my problem. They all naively thought that Guo Ni had lost his temper. You Huyang

Pai is really hard to describe."

Lord Showa's face became extremely ugly, and it was obvious that his foot was stepped on by the opponent.

Looking at Zhaohe Zhenjun's gloomy face, Qingzhuo Lianji smiled happily and said: "You are right, right? I was deceived by false outsiders, and I, a fake, have been calling my father for more than ten years, and now I want to deny it.

Isn’t it too late?”

"You are just venting your frustration by being so angry. You simply cannot accept that you have been deceived and ignored the death of your biological daughter for many years. Isn't it because of you as a father that I can succeed?"

"...Don't be so modest."
Chapter completed!