Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss

"However, as the elder of the Gu family, the old man would not hesitate to resort to any means for the people's livelihood!" Feng Lao explained quickly.

Lancang didn't listen at all, and walked to the door with a light bloodthirsty smile.

Move to the left, blocked.

To the right, Feng Lao stopped again.

"If you don't go away, you will have to be beaten." Lan Cang's tone was soft, but the breath of the whole body has burst out instantly, which means to kill it directly.

Feng Lao was shaken by this momentum, and then he realized that he used to look down on this kid before.

Suddenly the door opened slowly, and just after the gap enough to enter the people, the two strong men in Gu costumes rushed in one after another without speaking, and they would start by pulling out their short knives.

Feng Lao quickly shouted: "Retreat!"

The two were about to speak, and Feng Laoyi pushed them out of the door with a palm.

Then he looked at Lancang, his legs softened, and he knelt down.

Lancang's eyes narrowed, and he didn't speak when he was standing, making people completely unable to understand exactly what he was thinking.

"Cang Gongzi." Feng Lao began to cry in tears, and the folds on his face were more twisted.

"As long as the Gu family survives, even if I have to sacrifice the old bones of the old man, I will say nothing! This time we are sorry for your friend, but she is still young, and the child can have it again, and our Gu Clan, if you delay any longer, you really have to die! "

"Oh--" Lancang's tone was long, slightly picky, and he smiled forcefully: "You are so old that you can consider rest in peace. I just said that they are not Gu people, and the life and death of Gu people are not related to them . Do n’t blame us for not reminding them. You ca n’t afford them! ”

At the end of the day, his faint tone dropped sharply, and the old man even stiffened in tears in his face.

At this time, there was another movement at the gate. After being pushed away slowly, a woman's figure appeared at the gate.

She looked at Feng Lao, who was kneeling on the ground and was full of cows. She was surprised to help her, but she was avoided.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say that you have found Lord God God? What are you crying for?"

She squinted and looked stiff as she looked at the grinning smile.

"Little, I haven't seen you for a long time." Lan Cang glanced at the alert wind on the ground, converging, and greeted ripplingly.

Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, his big eyes seemed to rise with fog, and he stared at the handsome man in front of him for a moment.

"Cough! Cough!"

Finally, she recovered from the seemingly unintentional low cough of Feng Lao, turned around and wiped the corners of her eyes, and said shyly: "Brother Cang! Listen to the villagers, the honorable Lord God is brought by you Dad, thank you on behalf of the Gu family! "

Lancang smiled silently, stepped up, and walked slowly to the girl's front.

The girl was in the cardamom years, and the beautiful facial features were pitifully lined by long black hair.

She looked at Lancang with clear eyes, her red lips slightly open, she seemed nervous and rejoicing, and the whole person showed a gentle and pleasant atmosphere.

Lancang walked to her and fixed her eyes, her eyes soft and watery, her long fingers pointed, and she provoked the girl's sharp chin to take a closer look.

"Xiao Xiao has appeared so slim. I still feel pity. Seeing you is so good, at least, this trip is not in vain."

After he finished speaking, he smiled at Feng Lao with a smile, but his eyes were cold, and there seemed to be a murderous flash, too fast to see clearly.