Chapter 143 (1/2)

Ziling's bone is not bad, but it's just that the leg is wasted.

Night Qingluo asked Cang old man, if there is Dinglong to help, repair this leg for Ziling, should not be a problem.

At that time, we can let Ziling practice together.

”Miss...” Purple Ling moved by the tears hazy.

I didn't expect that the young lady still remembered her leg in her heart.

And so on the night Qingluo and night Fengyu to the gate of Sanquan Zongfu, and passed a time of incense.

”Sin...” Barrier words have not yet been exported, night day crazy immediately stopped the voice, low voice angry, ”night clear down, what are you doing!”

Night Qingluo shook the steamed bread in his hand and laughed at the livestock: ”the woman must be dressed up to go out.”

Dress up?

They all stare at the night, this delicate and sweet face, not even a little powder.

Still dressing up?

A typical liar with his eyes open!

Night day crazy biting teeth root, endure anger: ”the old ancestor is in the mansion door to wait to send you and Yu son, oneself past compensates not!”

The old ancestor was supported by the Wei Chi family and was on crutches. His face was overcast and gloomy.

Ever since I left the pass, I have been listening to it every day. It's all about the night.

Her granddaughter, who was regarded as a waste from her childhood, has a lot of skills now.

If not Night day crazy need this legitimate daughter as the future little patriarch, she really want to take a look, this night Qingluo, is a bit of strength arrogant.

”It turns out that the old ancestor wanted to send me and Xiaoyu. Why didn't you tell me in advance? If I knew that the ancestor would come, I would certainly come early.” Night Qingluo, smiling, looked at the ancestors.

The old ancestor eyebrow heart slightly pulled, holding the crutch finger tight.

There is another meaning in the words of yeqingluo.

Other people can't hear it, but the ancestors can hear it clearly.