The first thousand four hundred and eighty-ninth chapter

"Father, how come you came..." Murong was shocked and the strength of Murong Zhentian could not be estimated. He was not aware of it at all.

Murong Zhentian sat on the chair of the Taishi and said, "What? I can't come to you yet?"

"I don't mean this..." Murong slender.

"How? Can you marry this time?" Murong Zhentian stared at his little daughter.

Murong looked up at him and said firmly: "I don't marry, don't marry anyone!"

"The big world is coming, I can't protect you forever..." Murong Zhentian said.

"I don't need anyone to protect, I can protect myself..." Murong said.

Murong Zhentian stared at his little daughter, Shen Sheng: "Your strength is still good in the younger generation, the strength of the second world, plus your identity as Miss Murong San, no one dares to take How are you."

"But when the big world arrives, you will not be able to watch this strength. Even if you yell at me, I must be a low-key person..." Murong Zhentian said with a strong heart. "It’s strange to blame your mother for being too beautiful, your father, I am so handsome, Bringing your three sisters so beautiful, there will be a lot of things in the future..."

"Hey..." Murong slapped his hair and looked at the monster like Murong Zhentian. When his father was the same as Ye Chu, he became so narcissistic.

Murong Zhentian coughed two channels: "Long Jiajia is a big industry, and Long Shaoyuan also has the strength to be called the Supreme Supreme. If you marry in the past, you will not be wronged. You can consider it..."

"Father, I will say it again, I will not marry Long Shaoyuan, nor will I marry anyone. I will be alone in this life." Murong said with a serious statement.

"Who is this who you are studying..." Murong Zhentian raised his face. "How about the practitioners, but also to live, but only live longer than ordinary people, women must have a home after all... ..."

"I do not need……"

Murong went to his bed and took a blue box and turned away. Murong shouted: "Where are you going?"

"Leave here..." Murong’s fiery fiber did not seem to have a good look for this biological father.

Murong Zhentian was also very dissatisfied with her daughter's attitude towards herself. A blue rope suddenly appeared in her hand, and she was entangled in the back from Murong.

"Humph……"

Murong slenderly screamed, and when the blue rope came to her, the purple flame appeared, and the room burned a big hole in an instant.

"go with……"

Seeing her daughter dare to resist, Murong was so angry that she raised a water dragon and broke the whole room. The water dragon will extinguish the purple fire, and the blue rope will entangle the Murong fiber.

"Let me go!" Murong was furious and struggling to break the blue rope.

This blue rope does not know what it is. With the strength of the king of the heavens, it is impossible to break the rope, and the more it struggles, the tighter it is.

"Let's relax!" Murong Zhentian took the hand and became independent. He flashed in front of Murong's filigree and angered. "I know who is standing in front of you!"

"I care who you are!" Murong has no retreat. "No one can force me to marry. Even if you are my father, I will not give in!"

"Then you will reflect on it!" Murong Zhentian was on the air, and his hand waved and disappeared.

At this time, some of the core members of the Murong family came over, and Murong Xue also ran anxiously: "What is this? Slim?"

"Hey! You are a good daughter!" Murong Zhentian slammed his grievances on Murong Xue. "The mother is more than a child! The three daughters have no peace of mind! Net gives me trouble!"

"This..." Murong Xue turned pale and asked Murong Zhentian's clothes. "Where did you get the fiber?"

"I lost her into my world of sorrow and let her reflect on a few years!" Murong Zhen went to the sky and went straight into the void, stepping on the Lingbo-like footwork.

"You have to calm down at home during this time, don't go out and give me a shame!"

Murong Zhentian was leaving, but before leaving, he left such a sentence. In the face of many Murong family members, he said such a sentence.

Others didn't stay here anymore, and they didn't know what to say. Murong Xue returned to the room where Murong's fiber has been run down, sitting there silently shed tears.

"Murong Zhentian, you are a bastard!" Murong Xue cursed softly.

"Snow sister, my husband is a bastard, this is not very good..." At this time, there was a little joke of laughter outside the house.

Murong Xue looked up and couldn't help but see, Ye Chu didn't know when he came here.

"Ye Chu? How come you here?" Murong Xue had an inexplicable gratification in his heart. When he saw Ye Chu appear, his mood would always be better, and his mind would involuntarily appear some pictures of himself and the sunny day.

Or warm, or sweet, or intense, or passionate pictures.

"Oh, I am here to see how Murong Fibre smashes me..." Ye Chu smiled and walked in and handed Murong Xue a handkerchief.

Murong Xue took the towel and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. The heart rushed into a warmth, and the grievances in his eyes also dissipated. He smiled and said: "Hey, you are not the kind of girl, she is just The knife is tofu, you don't mind, she doesn't mean to target you..."

"That's not necessarily oh..." Ye Chu also sat on the side of Murong Xue, smelling the scent from Murong Xue, and Ye Chu sighed, "Where did the little girl go?"

"Ye Chu..." Murong Xue was helpless, and he was white with anger. "In my face, I said filigree, how are you..."

"Oh..." Murong Xue, a somewhat embarrassing sentence, made Ye Chu somewhat entangled.

Murong Xue also flashed a touch of red glow on his face. He transferred the topic and said: "Slim fiber is probably in conflict with her father. It angered him. Now he is turned into the world of indifference..."

"The world of Qiankun?" Ye Chu took a breath of cold, "Mu Rong Zhentian reached the point of quasi-holy?"

Most of the general Zongwang strongmen have opened up space in the field. According to legend, to achieve the quasi-sacred strength, we can open up a world of real self.

That is to say, in the spirit of the practitioners, open up a space to survive, can store a large number of things, and can bring people into the world of the world.

"He shouldn't have it yet..." Ye Chu shouted Murong Zhentian's name. Murong Xue didn't feel that something was wrong. She sighed, "I don't know his strength..."

"Huh..." Ye Chu seems to have squandered Murong Xue. "You are his wife..."

"What is his wife? He never regarded me as his own person. At Murong's house, I didn't live well. No outsider imagined so glamorous..." Murong Xuemei looked at Ye Chu and blinked. After two embarrassing glory.

As if to say that if I did not abandon the sunny day, maybe it is another life now.