She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 162 Sister, Stop Reading

Zhou Mingzhi saw no less than a hundred banshee cultivators who looked exactly like the good girls outside the Lingwang Hall in the past two days.

Apart from the different faces, they have different personalities.

The day he first stepped into the Spirit King Palace, one of them was holding his daughter's face, twisting his waist and sticking to his body!
He was so frightened that he beat the demon cultivator back to his original form. It turned out to be a vixen?

Zhou Mingzhi's face turned black with anger at that time, if he couldn't beat King Ling, he would really beat someone up!

Thinking of my daughter traveling all the way here because she was worried about him, I felt a little more at ease.

"Lord Lingwang, there is no talk from a matchmaker, no talk about adoption, no appointment, and you want to take the pearl of our Great Cloud Sea? Also, although my wife agrees, the old man does not."

Now when he saw this man who was dozens of rounds older than him, he felt an urge to get angry.

Just think of this old man who has lived for tens of thousands of years and calls him "Father".
It doesn't matter how tender you are!
Huarong is dressed in plain white clothes, with high black hair and a flawless face. He sits with his back straight and looks over with light eyes.

"What my father-in-law said, my son-in-law has already gone to do it. If my father-in-law makes any request, my son-in-law will be honored."

Zhou Mingzhi's heart stopped when he heard "father-in-law" one by one.

The corner of his mouth was twitching, that kind of superficial smile.

The atmosphere continued to be depressed.

Hua Rong suddenly raised his eyes to look out, and disappeared as soon as he moved.

Zhou Mingzhi probably guessed something, and disappeared as fast as the wind.

There was a young man who didn't know what was going on, and a few servants in black robes who suddenly panicked.

Someone impersonated again?
Impossible, why do adults need to use ordinary people's "seeing" to see Xiao Lingzi?
Their love souls are connected together, and they can directly sense each other.

Is that really coming?
Thinking of this possibility, the young man just croaked, feeling a headache and helplessness.

Sent out hundreds of people, but got back fakes one by one
Let Xiao Lingzi see that the whole mountain is dependent on the replica, will he quarrel with the adults in a fit of anger?

The city gate catches fire, bringing disaster to the fish in the pond!

Someone in the genuine version is being brainwashed by the young lady Yaoxiu next to her.

"What I'm saying is true, you can't imitate like this! Zhou Ling is a gentle sister type, and Zhou Lingling is a pungent lady who loves to play with whips. Look, what King Ling likes is the face! You have to change!"

This good sister slapped Zhou Ling's ass, and taught her very bluntly, probably because she knew that Zhou Ling's little foundation building period was not a threat.

"Both of us, no matter who catches the eye, we have to take the sister with us, huh? Come close, and I'll tell you something about the King of Spirits, and the news that my sister bought the flower spirit stone!"

This high-cold and coquettish sister started again
The corners of Zhou Ling's mouth twitched into laughter.

I don't want to know Hwayong never sleeps!I also don't want to know that he doesn't eat, drink, or go to the latrine!
Don't read it!

Ah Li's expression was wonderful, he was so embarrassed that he was forced to know that King Ling is an old monster who never smiles, eats, drinks or sleeps.

"Sister, I'm really Zhou Lingling, I didn't lie to you!"

You trust me once!

But the sister still didn't believe it, and continued to read:

"I told you, I can't imitate! If imitation can work, why don't you think there are so many changeable sisters in our demon world? There was an imitation before, and before I touched it, my hair was burnt and it was still long. Don’t come out! You’re still hiding and crying.”

Zhou Ling: "No. Listen to me, I am really Zhou Lingling herself!"

The banshee looked at her like an idiot, and she hadn't uttered a curse in her throat. Looking behind Zhou Ling, her eyes suddenly enlarged.

Zhou Ling turned her head and saw a man in a white robe with wide sleeves walking out of the void.

In the astonishment of the banshee, she directly hugged Zhou Ling into her arms.

Extremely gentle, as if holding a peerless treasure.

Arched, with his chin resting on Zhou Ling's shoulder.Under the left eye, there is a red tear mole with a flirtatious style.

"Lingling is disobedient"

　Passerby sister: He really doesn't eat, drink, sleep or show respect!
　　Zhou Ling: I know, you are enough

　　Hua Rong: I didn't need it, huh.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)