National teacher, he is arrogant again

Chapter 85
Suddenly, a black dead soldier rushed straight over and blocked her way.

Luo Wanqing didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly used her spiritual power.

Without strength, all that awaits her is the contempt and contempt of others. She needs to prove herself with strength. If it wasn't for the slight blood relationship between Beihou and her, when she was crazy, she would sharpen her head and drill into it!
She has always upheld the kindness of a drop of water as a spring to repay, but if you don't know the face, don't blame her for turning your face.

With a fire in her heart, she added a bit of sharpness to her moves, coupled with Tianmen's unique kung fu, she forced the dead man to retreat for a while.

If it weren't for the fact that she was only a 13-year-old girl, the dead man would almost have thought that he was fighting with an old monster who had lived for a thousand years!
The dead man wanted to retreat, but Luo Wanqing had already sealed his body, and he couldn't escape. For a while, he had no way to go to heaven or go to earth.

"Okay." An elegant and mellow voice sounded, Luo Wanqing only felt his head shake, and his body could not control the retreat.

Formidable enemy, what a powerful spiritual power, he should be about to reach the stage of transformation, and now he is only a step away.

Luo Feng ordered his subordinates to continue to supervise the training of the soldiers, turned around, and walked up to her with a full of hostility, and stood still.

"You are fine, you forced him to have nowhere to hide." He didn't seem to be angry at all, but the alarm bells were ringing in Luo Wanqing's mind.

She didn't speak, she pursed her lips tightly, and her phoenix eyes flickered, like a cheetah ready to go.

"Congratulations, you have defeated everyone and officially become a member of the family." Luo Feng stretched out a hand elegantly.

"You are Beihou?" Luo Wanqing put her arms around her chest, turning a deaf ear to his overtures.

Luo Feng didn't blame her either, he was still exuding a fatal attraction in his forties: "No, you should call me father."

Luo Wan said in a deep voice, her eyes condensed with a fierce storm: "...Really? I have never seen a father who even stood by and watched his daughter be disfigured and sold. You have refreshed my understanding of fathers."

"No, you're wrong, I won't protect you forever, so you have to learn to grow yourself." Luo Feng said calmly.

Luo Wanqing's eyes were still full of coldness.

She really wanted to know if every scumbag father would have such a grandiose rhetoric.

"Who is your mother, have I met you before?" Luo Feng's tone rarely became puzzled.

"Hehe, I'm afraid I have to ask Beihou about this. You gave birth to me, so you don't know who I am?" Luo Wanqing sneered, not knowing whether to be sad or angry for herself, the murderous look in her eyes became more and more serious , almost condensed into a blade.

Luo Feng remained silent and looked at her carefully, only to find that those eyes became more and more familiar, more and more familiar, and the familiar eyes almost jumped out of memory.

A look of surprise flashed across his face, a name was about to come out in his head, but it got stuck in his throat again.

Maybe, she said she was disfigured.Being sold is not hypothetical, but has actually happened.

Moreover, it was under his nose.

Luo Feng moved his lips, his expression was rarely stiff, and he said rather awkwardly: "You are Luo Wanqing, and you are still alive?"

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, you just need to tell me if my mother is still alive, and where is she?!"

(End of this chapter)