Perhaps, some people say that the father did this just to repay his former debt.
In fact, he has been using another method to inspire this daughter who he once mistakenly thought was not his bloodline.
Love is beyond everything, no one understands...
Nan Liyou took a deep breath, his eyes slightly sank, and he looked at Nan Siyan with a complicated expression. His stunning face was a little gloomy: "Since that's the case, I'll do it. But I only take care of this one
Five years of the sword.”
"However I arrange it for the Seventh Sister!" Nan Siyan hesitated a little and said lightly.
Nan Qianhe was satisfied with the head of the jaw and sighed: "Now, except for the third child whom he married, there are only three of you left by my side. I hope that in the future, you brothers and sisters will fall in love with each other, remember not to be tragic!
Be a family forever!”
"Father, don't worry! We will always be a family!" Nan Youran said with a smile.
"Okay! I'm relieved!" Nan Qianhe suddenly felt that he had said all this, and the depression in his heart seemed to have dissipated for many years.
He looked at Gamo and smiled and said, "Little brother, let's start!"
"Your Majesty, just lie beside your wife!" Gamo smiled, then walked to Nan Liyou and Nan Youran, and finally set his eyes on Nan Youran's hair and said with a smile: "Little Princess, I'll borrow you from it.
Use your hair!”
After the words came, he raised his hand and easily pulled off a black hair from her head.
"Oh! Why are you so reckless!" Nan Youran was originally a daughter-in-law, and even a little bit of pain made her cry.
"Youran, don't be rude!" Nan Siyan frowned and looked at her.
Nan Youran bit her pink lips and stared at the man named Gamo angrily. He saw him grimacing at him with a smile, looking proud.
"Hmph! The villain is successful!" Nan Youran snorted lightly, hugged his arms, and stopped making any more noise.
Everyone in the room was staring at the movements in Gamo's hands, and he didn't dare to say anything.
This is about life and death, and no one dares to speak again, for fear of disturbing his actions.
Gamo used magic to make the two on the couch sleepy, then opened Nan Qianhe's chest and made a small hole in his heart with the tip of a red-burned dagger.
The bright red blood gradually invaded like water droplets and stained on the dagger.
This is not over, and it is not yet a critical moment.
Gamo didn't dare to pause for a moment, and immediately put his hair into the opening...
The hair became deeper and deeper, and Nan Qianhe, who was sleeping, seemed to feel something, and his brows couldn't help but frowned into the character Sichuan.
The hand holding Feng Suzi couldn't help but relax, tightened and loosened...
On his forehead, there were more and more sweat beads, and his whole face was pale like a piece of white paper, without any trace of anger.
The hair in Gamo's hand suddenly paused, and looked at Nan Liyou in panic, and said in a panic: "There is something blocked in His Majesty's heart, and the hair cannot pass..."
"Is there any other way?" Nan Liyou looked solemn when he saw him, and gradually understood the seriousness of the matter.
"If you can't penetrate it, your heart will not be extradited, and your wife's insect will not be able to take it out. Moreover, a knife was cut in the mouth of the heart. If it does not heal for a long time, it will be life-threatening!" Gamo looked worried and in his hand
He continued to use his hair to find the direction at the opening.