The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Looking at the dresses of these two men and their overall momentum, it is clear that either rich or expensive, maybe it is not the Miluo continent, but from the upper bound.

If she can replace Xi Yue's identity, even if she can't fly Huang Tengda in the future, at least she won't have the hard times like a pig and dog.

Thinking of this, Nalan Yurong immediately spoke of Nalan Puxi's birthday.

Mao rabbit's fingers adorned her little pear vortex cutely: "Even when she was born, Hai pig, is she really a holy..."

The round-faced boy called Haizhu asked again: "What about your mother? Take us to find the woman in the portrait first."

Nalan Yurong strongly suppressed the excitement in his heart and made a tearful tear: "My mother died as early as 20 years ago. Even my twin brother died when I just remembered. Ten years ago, even the Nalan family was also destroyed. I am a lonely weak woman who can only live a long life. Orphans like me can only keep hurting themselves in order to survive...if, if my My mother is still alive, how sad I should be to see how miserable I am!"

With that said, she also looked up at both Maotu and Haizhu. "What the hell are you? Why is there a portrait of my mother?"

Hai Zhuxin straightforwardly said: "You know, you may not be Nalan Zhengze's child, does your father have someone else?"

Nalan Yurong's eyes widened in shock, trembling: "You? What do you say? Nalan Zhengze is not my father, who is my father?"

Hai Pig was about to say something, but saw Mao Rabbit wave his hand and hit with a spirit.

Nalan Yurong quickly passed out.

Hai Pig looked at Mao Rabbit with surprise, and Mao Rabbit gave him a blank look, without a good air: "You are called a pig, even the brain is as stupid as a pig? This woman can't be the bloodline of the Lord at all. Look at her. Is there something like the statue of the Lord?"

Hai Pig scratched his head and looked at the unconscious Nalan Yurong with a disgusted expression: "That's right, she has a very smelly smell, which makes me feel nasty."

"What’s more, you forgot, the direct bloodline eyes of the holy Venerable must be purplish. Moreover, the root bone of this person has been more than 30 years old, and it is not consistent with the time of the year. How can it be holy Dear child?"

There was a trace of murderousness in the eyes of Hai Pig, "Dare to dare to pretend to be the child of the Lord, it should be killed!"

Mao Rabbit stopped him and was about to speak, and suddenly there was a strong breath of coercion in the room.

Mao Rabbit and Hai Pig did not even think about it. They turned back and knelt on one knee and said: "Welcome the Lord!"

Yun Tianyi appeared silently in the room, his eyes fell on Nalan Yurong, said lightly: "Is there anything found today?"

Mao Tuying said: "Yes, Lord. This woman claimed to be Nalan Suxi, the lady of the Nalan family, and when she saw this portrait, she said that the woman in the portrait was her mother, called... Anling month."

Yun Tianyi originally listened indifferently, and frowned slightly when he heard the last three words.

An Lingyue, where did he seem to have heard the name?But because the memory is too far away, I can't remember it for a moment.

Yun Tianyi read these three words back and forth several times in his mouth before he lowered his eyelids slightly, covering the turbulent emotion in his eyes.

Was the girl that night called An Lingyue?

"Holy Venerable?" Mao Tu stood up and pointed to Nalan Yurong, "This man said she was An Lingyue's daughter..."