Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Zhuge Canglan always thought that her grandfather's side was just an ordinary family, but she didn't expect to become the third generation of Xiu in a short time.

Suddenly came such a big stimulus, Zhuge Canglan felt that even her ability to bear the load was so strong that she couldn't accept it.

She wasn't used to being touched, so she subconsciously pulled her hand back.

Then, Zhenjun Gushi was injured, and holding a broken glass heart, he choked and said, "I... A piece of compensation for you... If you really want to avenge your mother and grandmother, you just... just hit me a few times, and I promise not to fight back."

When Zhuge Canglan heard this, she immediately clenched her fist and wanted to hit him, but she stopped when she swung the knife in front of him, she struggled for a while, and let go of her hand.

Forget it, what to fight, he is not a bastard like Zhuge's family who has lost all conscience.

In the two lifetimes combined, she has seen countless people, and she has seen people in detail. This beautiful uncle, no, this old man, is not lying. The relationship between him and his grandmother is right and wrong, and she is not a junior who can intervene of.

Seeing that Zhuge Canglan hadn't made a move, True Monarch Lonely Gone's eyes lit up immediately, and he said happily, "Son, if you don't want to do it, you still have feelings for your grandfather. Don't worry, I will be with you in the future. You are here on Lingxu Island." Just walk sideways?"

The corner of Zhuge Canglan's mouth twitched, walking sideways?

That's right, it's walking sideways. If she suffers from those eight bone-shattering nails tomorrow, she won't be carried and walked sideways.

However, with this Lonely Eternal Monarch, she will...seems to have to say something else.

Zhuge Canglan walked around Zhenjun Lonely for a few times, and saw that the skin on his whole body was tight: "Son, just ask what you want to ask, you... look at it this way, I'm a bit that...that... "

True Monarch Lonely Death wanted to say 'scared', but when he looked at the little girl who was [-]-[-]% similar to his sweetheart, he suddenly felt that saying 'scared' was a bit too shameful, so he swallowed the following words again Back to the stomach.

Zhuge Canglan rubbed his nose and asked, "How old were you... when you met my grandmother? How old were you?"

She thinks that the cultivation base of Zhenjun Gushi must be higher than Yuanying, but how can it be possible for no one to break through Yuanying in 200 years?This guy must have been hundreds of years old when he met her grandmother.

Zhuge Canglan was a little curious, so he asked.

True Monarch Lonely Death hurriedly counted with his fingers: "360 Seven, your grandmother is 15 years old..."

The veins on Zhuge Canglan's forehead twitched a few times, and she immediately thought of the strange sorghum who abducted the beautiful girl Lori.

She gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, you are a disrespectful old man, you are more than 300 years old, and you dare to hook up with my 15-year-old grandmother, you... You are really good at it."

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Canglan suddenly shivered. The gap between a 300-year-old cultivator and a 15-year-old human girl seems to be huge, but...but compared with her, it seems to be nothing.

She herself seems to have been hooked up by a big devil who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Although she has not been hooked up yet, it is already more terrifying than her grandmother. Could it be...the genetics of their family can attract 'uncle' '?

God, what do you call this?