Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

At this moment, a young man, about 23 or [-] years old, came out of the next room, but his one leg was lame and he walked with a limp.

Seeing Ding Hongwu in the courtyard, his complexion changed slightly, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "So it's Brother Hongwu, who is this girl?" He glanced at Fantianluo.

"Sister Xiaoluo, this is Ding Hongdeng, uncle's son. When he was 20 years old, he went hunting in the mountains and encountered a fierce beast, so he limped one leg." Ding Hongwu said it directly without any scruples, "Hong Deng, this is you Fan Tianluo, the adopted sister of yours, you will be a family from now on."

Fan Tianluo saw that the muscles on Ding Hongdeng's face trembled slightly, and a flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, then he closed his eyes immediately, looked at Fan Tianluo and smiled when he looked up again: "Hello, little sister Luo, I made you laugh."

Fan Tianluo felt that although his attitude towards Ding Hongwu was a bit weird, he was as sincere to her as his mother, which made Fan Tianluo look much more pleasing to the eye.

Ding Hongwu left first in order to let Fantianluo cultivate a relationship with the family. Fantianluo was invited into the main hall of the courtyard. Zhang Xiuju made tea himself and chatted with her very cordially. When he knew that Fantianluo was an orphan At that time, motherhood suddenly overflowed, and even Ding Hongdeng became more concerned, which touched Fan Tianluo's heart slightly.

"Brother Hong Deng, are you still practicing?" Fan Tianluo asked curiously.

Ding Hongdeng suddenly showed a bitter expression and said: "When I was 20 years old, I was already at the fifth level of King Xuan, but later I became limped and the meridian on my leg was broken, so even if I practiced, I didn't go any further." Once again, the light of hatred was revealed.

"Hong Deng!" Zhang Xiuju shouted quickly seeing his son's strangeness, then looked at Fan Tianluo in embarrassment and said, "Xiao Luo, I'm sorry, every time I talk about this, he feels uncomfortable."

Fan Tianluo smiled and said: "Mother, brother Hong Deng was injured by a fierce beast, right?" She said and gave Ding Hongdeng a sly look.

Zhang Xiuju's complexion changed, and she said in a panic, "Xiaoluo, you can't talk nonsense."

"Mother, sister Xiao Luo is now a family with us, there is no need to hide it from her." Ding Hongdeng couldn't explain why, but when he saw Fan Tianluo's intelligent eyes, he felt that this sister would not harm him.

"You child, don't talk nonsense." Zhang Xiuju hurried out of the door to have a look, and then came back with a sigh of relief, dissatisfied with Ding Hongdeng.

"Godmother, it's okay, I won't say anything." Brahma Laura Zhang Xiumei sat down, feeling that this delicate woman was more and more like her mother Fang Qing from the Honggu Continent.

Zhang Xiuju was still a bit at a loss, but Ding Hongdeng said: "Sister Xiaoluo, this injury is indeed caused by a fierce beast, but if Brother Hongwu had his intentions back then, I would not have ended up like this."

Fan Tianluo vaguely felt that there was something inside, so she was not surprised: "Did you two deal with the beast at that time?"

Ding Hongdeng's fair face flushed brighter than Ding Hongwu's, and he said coldly: "At the beginning, my grandfather asked us brothers to go up the mountain together to practice, and Hong Wu and I were in a group. The strength of the two of us against that beast should be No problem, but how could I have thought that Hong Wu would interrupt me with a punch at a critical moment, causing my ankle to be severed by the beast's claws."