Things are coming to an end here.
Many people are still confused and have no idea that they are being used as pawns in this big drama, and they are still secretly happy that they have escaped death. Some of them are still in danger, their future is unclear, and they are in chaos and ignorance.
But no matter which one it is, after experiencing so many dangerous incidents, one can't help but become interested in the culprit of all the incidents.
I was so exhausted before that I couldn't even save my life, so I naturally didn't have time to think about this. But now everything seems to have settled, and they finally have time to explore something hidden behind this matter.
Qingzhuo Lianji looked so miserable that one could not believe that she was a glorious female monk just a few moments ago. And he looked like he was about to die.
She was in such a mess, but she kept laughing. Her eyes were desperate, looking at Mudi not far away as if they were dead, and staring at his sword.
"Okay, okay..."
Her cheers echoed in the banquet hall, and every word was heavier than before. Her emotions were inexplicable and made everyone feel uncomfortable.
"Good means. My good father..." Qingzhuo Lianji tremblingly wiped the blood on her face, revealing her eyes full of red threads, and looked at Zhaohe Zhen with an unpredictable expression. Jun.
He was obviously a dying person, but for some reason his voice was so powerful, showing the owner's ups and downs of emotions.
"I am not the girl's father. My poor daughter was killed in a foreign land many years ago without any bones left. Her soul is still here looking at you. This is all because of the girl's care for her. ..." Lord Showa sneered.
"Zhenjun refused to admit it so quickly? Are you angry now? It is obvious that Zhenjun himself has not found out about his daughter's violent death for so many years. I am just acting as a pusher. Everyone is his own master."
"...Speaking of which, I never thought that I would be able to lurk in your sect for so long. I thought it would be good to take him with me for half a month to find out some information...I didn't expect..." I could barely get out of the picture that was covered in blood. There was a sneer on his face.
"...I just didn't expect Zhenjun to be so careless. Your entire sect is actually stupid. No one noticed my problem. Everyone naively thought that Guo Ni had lost his temper. You Huyang Pai is really hard to describe."
Lord Showa's face became extremely ugly, and it was obvious that his foot was stepped on by the other party.
Looking at Zhenjun Zhaohe's gloomy face, Qingzhuo Lianji smiled happily and said: "Did I tell you right? I was deceived by false outsiders and made me, a fake, call my father for more than ten years. Now I want to deny it. Isn’t it too late?”
"You are just venting your frustration by being so angry. You simply cannot accept that you have been deceived and ignored the death of your biological daughter for many years. Isn't it because of you as a father that I can succeed?"
"...Don't be so modest."
Everyone in the venue had different thoughts, although no one dared to discuss it loudly, and the one who spoke was the demonic witch who was suspected of instigating a relationship. But the fallacy the other party said also had her share of truth, and it really seemed like that.
His own daughter has been impersonated for more than ten years, right under his nose. Even if he tells it, people would not believe that this is the style of a Nascent Soul Lord. But the fact is that this thing does exist, and it is really shown in front of everyone.
This is really ridiculous.
The busybodies have already started whispering.
But it was obvious that Lord Zhaohe didn't care about other people's comments. He stared at Qingzhuo Lianji as if he wanted to eat her. His hatred for this person was truly exposed at this moment, and it was made known to the world. It was an extremely twisted hatred.
"And you..." Qingzhuo Lianji finally turned around and looked at the person on the other side after blaming her former father. This person she had not laid eyes on since just now was also the person she once admired.
"You guys are really good at calculating. I thought I was better, but it turns out there is someone higher."
————Replace it immediately. Replace it immediately. I was in a hurry and walked away for an hour. I will change it immediately. Please forgive me————
But no matter which one it is, after experiencing so many dangerous incidents, one can't help but become interested in the culprit of all the incidents.
I was so exhausted before that I couldn't even save my life, so I naturally didn't have time to think about this. But now everything seems to have settled, and they finally have time to explore something hidden behind this matter.
Qingzhuo Lianji looked so miserable that one could not believe that she was a glorious female monk just a few moments ago. And he looked like he was about to die.
She was in such a mess, but she kept laughing. Her eyes were desperate, looking at Mudi not far away as if they were dead, and staring at his sword.
"Okay, okay..."
Her cheers echoed in the banquet hall, and every word was heavier than before. Her emotions were inexplicable and made everyone feel uncomfortable.
"Good means. My good father..." Qingzhuo Lianji tremblingly wiped the blood on her face, revealing her eyes full of red threads, and looked at Zhaohe Zhen with an unpredictable expression. Jun.
He was obviously a dying person, but for some reason his voice was so powerful, showing the owner's ups and downs of emotions.
"I am not the girl's father. My poor daughter was killed in a foreign land many years ago without any bones left. Her soul is still here looking at you. This is all because of the girl's care for her. ..." Lord Showa sneered.
"Zhenjun refused to admit it so quickly? Are you angry now? It is obvious that Zhenjun himself has not found out about his daughter's violent death for so many years. I am just acting as a pusher. Everyone is his own master."
"...Speaking of which, I never thought that I would be able to lurk in your sect for so long. I thought I could take him with me for half a month to get some information...I didn't expect..." I could barely get out of the picture that was covered in blood. There was a sneer on his face.
"...I just didn't expect Zhenjun to be so careless. Your entire sect is actually stupid. No one noticed my problem. Everyone naively thought that Guo Ni had lost his temper. You Huyang Pai is really hard to describe."
Lord Showa's face became extremely ugly, and it was obvious that he had been stepped on by the other party.
Looking at Zhenjun Zhaohe's gloomy face, Qingzhuo Lianji smiled happily and said: "Did I tell you right? I was deceived by false outsiders and made me, a fake, call my father for more than ten years. Now I want to deny it. Isn’t it too late?”
"You are just venting your frustration by being so angry. You simply cannot accept that you have been deceived and ignored the death of your biological daughter for many years. Isn't it because of you as a father that I can succeed?"
"...Don't be so modest."
Everyone in the venue had different thoughts, although no one dared to discuss it loudly, and the one who spoke was the demonic witch who was suspected of instigating a relationship.
