Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1305 The secret little bun Wen Rong hides

Green wine was used to support her forehead. When Wen Rong was four years old, Lie Jiuqing was just born. This was not only a premature maturation, but also a ripe one.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's not good for you to read his diary like this."

Zang Yin smiled casually, "Who told him not to hide his things properly, and I discovered him."

After accidentally discovering Wen Rong's secret, Zang Yin felt inexplicably better. Especially after reading it, his mood was really indescribable.

Wen Rong gave him this handle, so of course he had to make good use of it.

The door was pushed open, and Wen Rong came in with a frosty look on his face. He saw what was in his hand at a glance.

The powerful internal force moved instantly. The moment the diary left Zang Yin, he pressed it on the table with his backhand.

Wen Rong's eyes were cold, and he raised his hand as a killing move.

Zang Yin raised his eyebrows. Wen Rong's inner strength seemed to have been tamed after not seeing her for a night, and he could use it easily.

As expected of the old lunatic's descendant, he is really to his liking!

Zang Yin took action and the two faced each other.

The powerful collision of forces spread out, and everything around them was instantly destroyed and turned into a mess.

Qingjiu escaped by jumping on the roof.

He looked at Wen Rong in astonishment.

Wen Rong was actually evenly matched with Zang Yin.

Zang Yin achieved [-]% success, but Wen Rong's current body may not even reach [-]%.

he……

What exactly happened in his past years that allowed him to have such powerful skills at such an age.

Wen Rong grabbed half of the diary and said in a cold voice, "Give it back to me."

"Very important?"

Zang Yin raised his eyebrows, did not let go and smiled provocatively, "I have seen it all."

Hearing this, Wen Rong pursed her lips tightly, and the veins on her finger bones began to beat faintly.

Zang Yin looked him up and down, his eyes falling on the teeth marks on his ears, "Did you go to find my precious daughter last night?"

Wen Rong struck out with the wind from his palm, Zang Yin did not move, his inner energy clung to the diary, "Be honest, otherwise my hand will shake and this diary will be destroyed."

Wen Ren tolerated the newly regenerated inner strength and said, "How dare you try to destroy one?" "Why not?"

Zang Yin's lips raised, and he said meaningfully: "There is something in this diary that is harmful to my precious daughter. How can I not destroy it?"

Listening to Zang Yin's words about my precious daughter, Wen Rong's breath became colder and colder, "You are really on the road to death every day."

Zang Yin pulled the diary book disapprovingly and said, "Let go."

Seeing that Wen Rong was not loose, Zang Yin poured in his inner strength fiercely, with the intention of destroying it.

Wen Rong's temples throbbed and he slowly let go.

Qingjiu was curious, it was really strange that a diary could threaten Wen Rong.

If he had known better, he should have watched more.

Zang Yin calmed down Wen Rong, and his mood obviously improved again. He shook the diary in his hand and said, "Xiao Tuanzi, come here, call your adoptive father and listen."

"..."

Wen Rong's temples were beating hard, "Is it over yet?"

The more he didn't want to, the more Zang Yin forced him to obey.

He flipped through the diary until he found a framed piece of paper in the middle.

He raised his eyes to look at Wen Rong, his thin lips parted slightly, "... Lie Jiuqing is willing to marry Wen Rong, as evidenced by the signature."

"To shut up!"

Wen Rong's eyes suddenly turned red, and he immediately grabbed it. Zang Yin quickly stepped back several steps, and even deliberately turned it over to show him.

"Look, there is a cute little fingerprint here. Did you trick my daughter into pressing it?"

Wen Rong struck without mercy, but Zang Yin skillfully avoided it.

"Little Baozi, you say "Marry You" every day, print your fingerprints every day, and press a book. You are so cunning. When you were a child, you didn't do other more extreme things, right?"

Qingjiu looked at this scene in disbelief and covered her mouth before laughing.

Oh my God, Wen Rong actually did such cute things when he was little Baozi.

With half a finger high and such a thick book, is it possible that the second half is filled with fingerprints?
I wonder how Lie Jiuqing felt after she found out that she had sold herself to Wen Rong when she was a child.

(End of this chapter)