The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife
1779 Where Is The Tomb?
Fortunately, the yard was already bordered, and no one would find it even if all the houses were collapsed.
It's just that Yun Tianyi's anger is really terrifying, just like the entire Miluo continent is torn down.
Mao Tuo swallowed, barely courageously persuaded: "Sovereign, you... don't be too sad. At least, at least Miss An Lingyue has left you young and young. I believe that young and young Alive, otherwise the high priest wouldn’t have to ruin the Naran’s house, and also set a seal on the woman’s memory. Is he... he’s not afraid of finding young masters and young ladies?"
Yun Tianyi closed her eyes and exhaled slowly. When she spoke again, the low voice brought Sen Han's murderous intention, "Wei Zixi, I don't care what you want to do, but if you dare to move me Yun Tianyi Child, I will make you regret it all your life!"
He gave Nalan Yurong a cold look and suddenly waved his hand.
Nalan Yurong, who was originally in a coma, quickly woke up and turned around.
She glanced around, and her eyes fell on Yun Tianyi. She suddenly took a breath, her eyes straightened.
Yun Tianyi is extremely handsome, because he was smoothly promoted to a monk when he was young, so his appearance will always stay at the most attractive man, 278 years old.
Moreover, he is the sage of God Realm, and his status is beyond the reach of hundreds of millions of souls between heaven and earth.
Therefore, when Nalan Yurong saw Yun Tianyi, despite the fear of the strong in his heart, he could not help the saliva flowing down the corner of his mouth.
But soon, she reacted. The man in front of her, is it... Could it be that dad of Nalan Suxi?
With such a thought, Nalan Yurong really saw some similarities with Xi Yue who showed a real look from the man's eyebrows.
She shuddered in jealousy, and she couldn't believe it. Nalan Suxi's dad's dad would be such a good man.But her own, only Nalan Zhengze kind of things that can not be on the table?
Nalan Yurong took a deep breath and told herself over and over again: Nalan Puxi is dead, and now she is Nalan Puxi, and this father belongs to her.
Thinking about it, Nalan Yurong immediately accumulated tears on her face and wept towards Yun Tianyi: "You... you are my father, right? My mother told me that Nalan Zhengze is not my father. , Also said that my biological father will come to me one day. Dad, you came to me, right? I’m Suxi! It’s your daughter!"
With that said, Nalan Yurong jumped up from the bed and flew towards Yun Tianyi.
However, with a bang, her whole portrait hit an invisible passport, fell heavily on the ground, and fell into a halo.
Mao Tu smirked and coughed softly: "The Lord doesn't like other people to be close to her, even the loved ones. You sit down and talk, the Lord has something to ask you."
Yun Tianyi looked at her coldly, "You said An Lingyue was dead? How did she die?"
Nalan Yurong had a grudge in her face, but in the face of Yun Tianyi's coldness, she dared to make it twice, so she had to repeat the answer just now.
"Where is her... the grave?" Yun Tianyi asked again.
This time, Nalan Yurong was stunned, but she couldn't remember her desperately. Where was Anlingyue buried and how she was buried.