son, who is your father

Chapter 352
Bai Moyi's eyebrows twitched slightly. She knew about these things earlier, but what she didn't know was that her mother in her previous life was actually related to this perverted old Patriarch. Wait, who is her father?This question that had never been thought of before suddenly appeared in his mind, and Bai Moyi was a little tangled, anyway, anyone can do it, even if it is Bai Zhanpeng, whom she dislikes very much, it must not be one of these three!
She didn't care about these things before because she thought it was unnecessary. She didn't want to think too much about her previous life, she just wanted to live a good life, but now, it seemed that she couldn't bear to not think about this issue.

"Mother, is grandma the saint in his mouth?" He heard something about grandma from Hongxiao. Bai Wushang was very smart, and asked softly while pulling the sleeve of his white ink coat, but his small face was tightly pressed. wrinkled.

"Yeah!" Similarly, Bai Moyi responded with a slight nod, and glanced at the old Patriarch Luo.

"Then mother, isn't Prime Minister Bai my grandfather?" Both he and his mother are so beautiful, so they must not be of the blood of the Bai family, and he heard old man Tianji accidentally say that his mother's father was unknown, so it turned out to be With such a thing, now, he can rest assured that the blood of the Bai family is so dirty that he doesn't want to touch it at all.

Bai Moyi choked on his words, staring at his smart son who was beyond his age, suddenly felt a little headache, why do children talk so much?How could this kid know so many messy things?In the blink of an eye, she glared at Gong Jueshang again, she can't let Wushang stay with this guy in the future, she's not in good shape, and she's ruining her son, don't think that she doesn't know what he did before, with him Wushang went to drink secretly, even if she climbed over the wall, she even took her son to the brothel to open her eyes. If she hadn't happened to be troublesome at the time, let's see how she would deal with him!
The corners of Yu Wuhen's eyes raised slightly, a faint light flashed in his deep eyes, his gaze was fixed on the pair of mother and child, the hands hidden in the sleeves curled slightly, the black hem seemed to be blown by the breeze. Lightly blowing a slight arc, and then slowly falling, the emotional change is only in an instant.

But at this moment, Luo Yuchen, who had been turning his back to him, felt everything, such as Yujun's face paused almost invisibly, those glazed pupils darkened even more, but his heart tightened, holding Yujun's hand. Xiao exerted a little force on his hand, and things really went as he expected.

This old incident 20 years ago has always been a pain in his heart. When it was brought up today, the old Patriarch Luo showed a trace of embarrassment on his old face. To the person who spoke, he got a provocative look from the latter. Although he was powerful in Luoyun Villa, but in front of so many martial arts companions, forgive him for not doing things that would provoke public outrage.

Bai Moyi's eyes flickered for a moment, and he glanced at Yu Wuhen with a slightly surprised look. The latter had a cold face in Moyi, with his tall and tall figure turned his back to her, and even his long black hair radiated a cold light. It was extremely cold, but with a hint of sadness.

"Haha!" A sharp laugh sounded, and before the voice fell, the clothes and shadows in the hall flickered, so fast that people couldn't react at all.

"Mother, mother...let go of me, you old man."

When Luo Laojiao took the initiative, Yu Wuhen moved. Although Luo Yuchen had trouble walking, he also moved, even the white ink clothes closest to Bai Wushang, and several other people also moved, but they It is passive, the second is that the distance is a little far, and the third is that Luo Lao Patriarch moves too fast, several people can only watch helplessly as Xiao Wushang is held in his hand, his handsome face is as dark as ice.

"Let him go!"

"Don't worry, I just have a little question in my heart. The majestic Luoyun Mountain Villa Master, I won't be able to match a child!" Luo Lao Patriarch flicked Yu Wuhen's palm away, and carried Bai Wushang quickly. He stepped back a foot, stretched out his hand to hold the needle shot by the white ink coat, and flew out with a snap of his fingers. Qingling nailed it to the pillar next to him with a sound, and said to the crowd while pulling his beard.

"Father, what do you want to do?" Frowning, Luo Yuchen looked at the old Patriarch Luo. The father and son have been together for more than [-] years, except that their father had a smile and warmth towards him when they were young. Over the years, they have gotten along better than strangers. Poor, he really doesn't understand this father.

"Father, what are you going to do? Let go of the child." Luo Feibai, who took off his mask, revealed his original face. Although he also participated in this dishonorable incident, he was kind at heart. A child made a move, very puzzled and confused.

Ruan Qingyin took a step back slightly, watched with cold eyes, the insidiousness disappeared from her face, quietly gestured to the outside, and stayed quietly aside.

"Old Patriarch Luo, I don't know how I, Bai Moyi, have offended you and provoked your old man to target me several times? If it was because of 20 years ago, then you don't know right from wrong!" Bai Moyi stopped walking, his eyes straightened Forced down the old Patriarch.

"Actually, everyone also wants to know. This kid is well known. The third prince of Chu does not admit that he is his son. It can also be said that this little guy is unknown, Miss Bai, is the old man right?" Speaking of the last sentence When the father was unknown, the old Patriarch Luo cast his cold eyes on Bai Moyi, glanced at everyone with a sneering look, and smiled a little unfathomably.

Bai Moyi's face turned cold, his hands in his sleeves tightened, and he stared coldly at the old Patriarch Luo, not understanding what he was planning and what was his purpose?
Chu Junmo stopped, his cold and hard face was cut like a knife, his purple clothes suddenly darkened, and a look of pain flashed in his dark eyes.

Luo Yuchen's raised hand suddenly stopped, and his already pale face became even more white as snow.

The sword that Gong Jueshang swung had no time to stop. Hearing his words, he stopped abruptly. Because he stopped too quickly and was too surprised, he forcibly bumped into Chu Junli who was beside him, and the latter hid in disgust. Luckily, Ziye picked it up and kissed the earth.

Luo Lingran glanced lightly at the people around her, breathing slightly, this question that everyone has been wanting to know but has been avoiding has been brought up, and it is not at the right time, at the wrong place, and in front of the world Human face, this kind of thing is not embarrassing and can be described. This old man wants to ruin the face of the three countries, not to mention, what's more, he wants to provoke a war between them.

(End of this chapter)