"If you don't leave, then I will leave you in this place."

Bai Yan’s mouth was filled with a smile, and he looked at the white clothes with a smile.

White clothes, to listen to Bai Yan to leave her, immediately flew out of the car, and quickly followed the pace of Bai Yan.

"White clothes," Ling Lang looked at the little white clothes next to him, sinking aloud and asked: "Are you... can you cultivate?"

Ling Lang didn't feel this before. Since Bai Yan helped him become a warrior, he could detect the situation of people beside him.

Other times...Unless powerful to a person like a big bear, he can't know if the other person is a warrior.

"Ah?" The white clothes slammed. She stopped and looked at Linglang with her head tilted. Her face was a little red, "Well..."

Ling Lang quietly sighed: "Well, you are my apprentice after all, when my mother wants to help you, but you have been rejecting her. Now that you can recover, then we are relieved."

The head of the white clothes is getting lower and lower.

She refused to help at the time. The first was that she did not want to sin the writer. The second is... she wants to stand in front of Ling Lang with the most stable posture.

Therefore, she would rather live in the basement, preferring to work for a few years, and not accepting the money she gave her.

At the door of the old house, those women who were talking about it saw the people close to the white face, and immediately stopped talking about the voice, all looking at her with a contemptuous look.

There is a person who can't hold back, and laughs a little. If they don't want to maintain their image in front of Ling Lang, they probably can't help but swear....

Ling Lang’s footsteps stopped and turned to look at the women. The always sullen smile of his face disappeared. He said with a blank expression: “Your parents have not taught you? No matter what is right or wrong? You just talked about it. The right and wrong looks, really ugly."

The smiles of those women suddenly froze.

The voices they just talked about are very small. How can Ling Shao hear it?

In fact, the average person can't hear these arguments. Even if they hear the sound, they won't tell what they are saying. Ling Lang is now a warrior. He can see the sounds.

I didn’t care about it at first, I didn’t want to make trouble on my grandfather’s birthday! But these people's eyes look at people's low appearance, which really makes him look down.

"Ling Shao, you misunderstood, we..."

A woman in a red evening gown wants to explain a few words, but there is a voice in the old house.

"Small Lang, are you back?"

At the moment when the sound came, the woman took back the words of explanation and looked like a good show.

Mrs. Ling is coming, this time... This woman is estimated to be ugly in public.

......

In the old house, the white dyed path came out, and her eyes swept over Ling Lang’s body and landed on Bai Yan’s body.

The smile on her face was even worse. She walked quickly and kissed the hand of Bai Yan.

"Yan Yan, I know that you will definitely come today, your uncle has been waiting for you for a long time, yes, this child is a little morning child? It looks so good, eyes are like you."

When Bai Bai saw the first look of Bai Xiaochen, he was happy and softly stroked Xiao Xiaochen’s small head.

"Hey, you are young and beautiful, standing with my mother, it is estimated that you will be treated as sisters."