Reject the tyrant's favor: the most ferocious princess in history Chapter 161: Secretly confessing to one another with blood dripping again【5】Concubine Yanzhu
Chapter 161: Secretly confessing to one another with blood dripping again【5】Concubine Yanzhu
Zhuo Wan quickly found a clean white porcelain bowl, then scooped a ladle of water into it.
"Get out of the way!"
Mr. Zhuo quickly poured the blood drops from his two palms into the bowl along with the heat generated by his internal energy...
"Tick tock!"[
"Tick tock!"
There were two slight sounds, and blood drops fell into the water almost at the same time.
"snort!"
"Where are you going to escape this time!"
"You got away with cheating last time!"
"I don't know how you cheated though!"
"But I am sure that you are definitely a bastard of the Zhuo family!"
"You bastard, there's nothing you can do to hide this time!"
Zhuo Wan secretly thought in her heart!
Her heart was filled with uncontrollable ecstasy!
This time, Mr. Zhuo Zhuo personally confessed his kinship with blood. There is absolutely no mistake! There is absolutely no way anyone can do anything!
"Hey! Just wait and see the good show!"
An evil smile began to appear on Zhuo Wan's lips...
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise!"
Mr. Zhuo was equally nervous!
In his heart, he actually didn't want to doubt Fei Yan's bloodline...
But bloodline is an extremely important thing to Prince Zhuo's Mansion!
If Feiyan is really not of the Zhuo family...
Even if there is only one ten thousandth chance of it happening...[
We must also get to the bottom of it!
If Feiyan is really not of the Zhuo family, then she is not qualified to possess the unique skill of the Pear Blossom Sword!
…
A few seconds later!
The truth will emerge in the water...
One second!
Two seconds!
Three seconds!
Four seconds!
…
Time ticked by, but it seemed to be extremely slow.
In the clear water, two drops of blood remained motionless.
Zhuo Wan screamed!
"Grandpa! Grandpa! The two drops of blood are not fused! That bitch Feiyan is not a flesh and blood of our Zhuo family!"
"She's a bastard!"
"She is a bastard!"
Mr. Zhuo also frowned tightly...
"Feiyan, is she really a bastard?"
Suddenly, the blood from the two places in the white porcelain bowl seemed to have some kind of traction with each other. They actually attracted each other and finally merged together...
Zhuo Wan was stunned: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Please indicate www when reprinting