Chapter 48 (2/2)

A thin woman kneeling in front of the coffin, dressed in hemp and filial piety, her face was pale, her eyes were crying and swollen, and she still held a five or six-year-old boy in her arms. The boy looked scared and helpless.

These two people are the magic lady Zhang Zhiluo and the magic star cold.

Behind the two of them are several maids who are kneeling with them. From time to time, they dissuade the mourning magic lady. Further away, there are a large group of people standing, men and women. These are the so-called family relatives of the magic family!

Sure enough, those wolf like relatives in the previous life arrived.

When Huan Qingyan saw them, the anger and resentment of the reborn girl came up again.

”Take it easy. If you owe you, you will get it back from them in this life.”

Huan Qingyan hurriedly comforted, and the mood gradually stabilized.

Among these clan relatives, several of them were older and looked sad.

A few young people were hip-hop and didn't even bother to cover up. They looked around the carved house as if they were looking at their own things, full of greed.

As soon as Huan Qinyan entered the mourning hall, he just glanced at these people and respectfully said to the silver guard behind him, ”Sir, please.”

The silver face guard also gave face. Well, with a sound, he stepped forward with extraordinary bearing and incomparable threat.

As soon as he came in, everyone present was Yilin, and several timid and guilty stepped back a few steps.

Mrs. Huan handed her son in her arms to the big girl behind her, and hurriedly stood up. Because she stood too fast, a dizzy girl was about to fall down. She leaned and held Mrs. Huan quickly, ”be careful.”

Mrs. Huan was stunned. How could this beautiful and charming little girl call her a Niang?

The little girl has a delicate posture and picturesque eyebrows. What attracts people's attention most is a pair of beautiful Phoenix eyes. She is charming with peaches. She is cold, arrogant and smart. She also has some soul stirring beauty. Her skin is like snow and her lips are like cherry blossoms. She looks like a picture.

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