Super Student's Three-realms Army

The man in front of her, though nominally her closest father, was not aware of all the mood swings of her daughter just now.

Luo Yurou took a deep breath, slowly opened her mouth and said.

"Father, do you remember the painting I painted at my 23rd birthday party?"

After hearing Luo Yurou's endless words, Luo Qingshan was also stunned. Subconsciously, he said.

"Remember, so what?"

Luo Yurou just gave a little smile and said, "father, I said that no matter how lifelike the butterfly is, it will not fly out of this canvas."

After hearing this, Luo Qingshan couldn't help feeling confused and confused.

"What if you can't fly out of this canvas?"

Luo Yurou just a faint smile, said: "nothing, you will never understand, of course, I never expect you to understand."

"Because you never really understood me when you were growing up."

After hearing this, Luo Qingshan became more and more puzzled and said.

"Luo Yurou, what do you mean by what you just said?"

In this regard, Luo Yurou just shook her head and said.

"It's nothing. Do you think I'm rebellious?"

"No, just think that the Luo family has never had my daughter."

"I've had enough of these so-called rules and restrictions of the Luo family."

"This time, I want to follow my heart and make a choice for myself. It doesn't matter whether the result of this choice is good or bad. I don't care."

After hearing his daughter's words, Luo Qingshan stood up again and said.

"Luo Yurou, are you crazy? I tell you, you will regret it. You will certainly regret the decision you made today! "

To this, Luo Yurou just smiles back: "I don't regret it later. That's my own business. It has nothing to do with you, Luo Qingshan."

"Everyone has only one road in his life, and this road is at his feet, which is also the direction I choose, so I will never regret it!"

After Luo Yurou said these words, she watched her disheartened father step by step out of the interrogation room.

Luo Yurou herself, however, has become a clay figurine again. Her eyes are cold, scanning back and forth in the dark, narrow room. After seeing the small window covered by thick black curtains, her eyes just stop and her heart sighs.

"Zhang Xiaofan, Zhang Xiaofan, will you look at me more..."

“......”

However, when Luo Yurou made up her mind again, the whole Jiangnan was also surging because of Zhang Xiaofan!

At the same time, in the Longchang Temple of Yandang Mountain, there are overlapping mountains and lush forests. Looking around, it is full of emerald green forests.

It's midnight and there are no people nearby.

Few people will know that this is the important stronghold of farmers in Bailu city.

At the moment, in the main hall of Longchang temple, there are three old people with silver hair and a beautiful woman with lingering charm.

This beautiful woman and the three old men with silver hair were dressed in black, white, red and green robes