Chapter 1190 (1/2)

Shenjie, lying on the knee of night Beiming, Tianhu Yunsheng stretched himself and jumped gracefully to the ground and restored his human form.

”Night fox, it's time for you to be convinced. I said that the son-in-law to be is much better than you think.”

Yunsheng was more satisfied with his prospective son-in-law, Dixin.

Last time, she and secretly spy on Dixin, the result was found by the boy.

Yebeiming changed his method, so he condensed into a monster with his divine power and followed him by his side. In this way, someone reported his every move to two people.

In order to keep her daughter quiet, Yunsheng thinks that Dixin and them are all on the way. The appearance looks harmless, but the heart is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

”It's still too early. If you really have a brain, you won't be betrayed by your partner, and you will end up with reincarnation. ”

Night Beiming disdains the way, if it were him, he would never make such a low-level mistake.

”Well, it sounds better than singing. I don't know who abandoned his wife and daughter for the sake of the so-called curse, which almost made my child become a posterity.”

Yunsheng rolled his eyes.

, ”little wild cat, you're turning your arms around and helping the outsiders, right? I see you've been too busy lately.” Maybe you should think about it and give birth to another child for me and give Ling Yue a younger sister and younger brother. ”

Night Beiming heard Yunsheng mention that year, a burst of chagrin, that is the biggest stain of his life, but his little wildcat like to turn over old accounts.

And the little wildcat likes to go on and on.

Night Beiming long legs a span, will love his wife in the arms.

”It's so painful to give birth to a baby. Who wants to have a baby with you? You have to have your own child. I tell you, in my time, science and technology can be developed. A man giving birth to a child is like a hen laying an egg Ah, yebeiming, I warn you not to be afraid to pick off my clothes. Son of a bitch, it's still a light day, you're a day to make love... ”

Yunsheng can't finish saying, his mouth is blocked by night Beiming.

Outside the house, several servants all covered their mouths and chuckled, consciously avoiding opening.

Outside, the setting sun is just right.

There was only one room full of blushing groans in the house.

In the city of huangquan, ye Lingyue has already got all the information about the relics of autumn forest left by the old president of Qunying society from the ungrateful hand.

Among the materials, there are topographic maps about the remains of Qiulin, and statements left by other members of the club, including the old president, who left the site.

The clues of the materials are very messy. When we turn to the last information, it is a square floor tile.

It left a very strange sentence on it.

”Run away, run away, the devil is coming...”

Looking at the handwriting, ye Lingyue recognized that it was the handwriting of the old president of Qunying society.

The handwriting is very messy, it looks like it was written in a hurry, and it is still left on a floor tile, which has to make ye Lingyue feel strange.

”It was the last letter of the old president before his death. At first, we didn't understand the old president's meaning. Now it seems that it is related to the relics of Qiulin.”

He pushed the door and came in, with a meal in his hand.

Ye Lingyue a busy up, oblivious to selflessness, worry about her illness at the beginning of recovery, forced her to eat something.