He who can become a patriarch has no small ability. Rao is Jiang languo reacts to come over again, also inevitable by Wanzong Lord delimit some.

There are four finger marks on the face, slowly is bleeding. Jiang languor lightly wiped, "patriarch, my face, your son likes best, you break my appearance, he will be angry."

Mrs. Wan thought: Yes, his son's arrogant style, as long as it is his favorite thing, he will not be able to protect it.

As Jiang Lang said, his son liked his words as much as he did. Jiang was afraid of losing a hair. His son was expected to be angry for a day, and then he would adjust himself in the evening.

Mrs. Wan suddenly felt a little distressed for her own children. If she was not under such pressure, she would have become a "child of other people's family" from her relatives when she was young. Xiaoyu would not have developed a second personality, just to hide her weakness in the dark, and the day was full of the superior young master of social lotus among her arrogant martial arts peers.

"Jiang Lang!"

All of a sudden, there was a clear and clear voice with no clear and complete, confused voice.

Jiang languo turns around, and WAN Daiyu is already running towards him. The habit is to reach out and embrace the people who hit him hard.

"I'm here." Jiang languo chin against his head, gently soothing.

Wan Daiyu vigorously buried his face in Jiang languo's arms, which was a look of fear. "I just didn't see you. I didn't see you all over the room. I thought you were back to Qihu."

"Come out later and say hello to you."

Wan Daiyu nodded vigorously. Lift eyes, see the finger mark on the face of ginger languid, his eye color changes from simple panic to heavy color, "who hurt you."

"It's just that I didn't take precautions when I tried martial arts." Jiang Lang pats Wan Daiyu's shoulder, indicating that his small injury is actually not in the way.

But can not bear a person very like, very like, is to his hair a skin is own.

How can Wan Daiyu allow himself and his things to be bullied and hurt.

"Tell me, who hurt you." Wan Daiyu's eyes gradually red, he is willing to hurt his face, can't in Jiang languo's face.

Wan Daiyu's voice has been with a little cry, "languid, you are ugly."

Ginger languor slightly Leng, then is the Lang to smile out the sound: "so mind, then I go to do a plastic surgery."

"Don't..." Wan Dai Yu Lai in his arms, shaking his head and biting his lips: "even if ugly, then I still like the original you."

For a while, they looked upon the onlookers as if they were air.

In particular, his son also showed such a liking for the boy's appearance.

"Let go of my son!" Lord Wan was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

Wan Daiyu looked at the finger marks on Jiang's face. In his father's voice, he suddenly remembered. Isn't this a move that they often use when they attack in the near future, gouquan?

The fingers quickly become claws when they cross the target person, and then take back the hand. If you poison the fingertips, the person will poison them immediately, and then lose the advantage of competition.

Wan Daiyu was full of resentment: "father! How can you hurt Jiang? What did he do to make you ignore the rules of harmony between different sects? "

It's all like this He is also kind-hearted. He has a good temper when he is in charge of the family. This son also is, also helps the outsider to speak, does not comfort his father.

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