Luo Qianchen frowned and looked at Feng Subi, obviously surprised: "Why are you here!"
Feng Subi endured the excitement in her heart, and Shuiwu's eyes stared at him tightly, murmured: "Brother Qianchen really doesn't want to see me?"
Luo Qianchen frowned, lowered his eyelashes, tidied up his sleeves, and said lightly: "Shubi, why do you think so?"
"Or what do you want me to think? If you don't want to return to the clan because I don't want to return to the clan, I can resign from the post of Saint Maiden, and it doesn't matter if you leave the demon clan!" As he said that, Feng Feng Subi cried excitedly,
The others frowned and looked at them.
When she cried like this, Luo Qianchen frowned and bypassed the topic: "Why did you come here? Did the old man ask you to come to me?"
Thinking of the serious matter, Feng Subi calmed down his excitement and called out to the stone chamber: "Liyou..."
Nan Liyou kept listening to the conversation between them, vaguely feeling that there seemed to be a hidden story between them.
Hearing the call, she responded softly, raised her foot and walked out of the house...
Luo Qianchen was looking at the other men in the room at this moment, vaguely feeling that the identities of these three people were very special. His eyes glanced over casually, and he never looked away after seeing them.
In the room where he lived temporarily, Yingying walked out of a girl, wearing a fiery red dress, wearing a red magic robe, an exquisite little face as cold as ice, and a deep purple eyes, looking at herself faintly.
There is no trace of emotion in it.
"Zi'er..." Luo Qianchen strode past, hugging the woman in red tightly in her arms, and a feeling of loss and regaining arises: "I knew you would definitely come back..."
Nan Liyou frowned and was about to speak when he smelled a cold wind blowing. In a flash, she had already fallen into a strong embrace.
"Your Highness's woman is not something outsiders can hug you!" Ling Xiaohan narrowed his eyes and looked at the man named Luo Qianchen with caution.
Nan Liyou looked at the unrestrained man up and down secretly, and suddenly understood the complex triangle relationship between him and his mother and aunt. From beginning to end, he could not escape the word "love".
This man really looks like a monster. He is similar to Bai Yin. He is dressed in white, with white skin, black ebony-like pupils, a tall and heroic nose, a thin and red lips, and a tall and tall figure. Standing
There is no way to say that it is elegant and out of the world, as if it is a god.
But Bai Yin was really not stained with any impurities of dust and time, and he, at first glance, felt a strong enchanting aura, which was so mysterious that it was not like a human being.
"What do you mean? Return my Zi'er to me!" Luo Qianchen burst into a dangerous aura. A hand behind him had already begun to rise up a white aura, and it was ready to go at any time.
A fatal blow broke out.
"Little thing, tell him who you are!" Ling Xiaohan said lightly, as if he was reluctant to say a few more words to the man.
Nan Liyou was stared at Luo Qianchen with a little displeasure and raised his eyebrows, "You have recognized the wrong person! I am not your Zi'er, but I am Zi'er's daughter in your mouth!"
As he finished speaking, Luo Qianchen was hit by the words like thunder. He took a few steps back suddenly, and was both panicked and surprised. He held the stone pillar behind him with one hand, "You... are Zi'er's daughter?