Chapter 1779 (2/2)

So think, Nalan language Rong really from the man's eyebrows, see a bit and reveal the real face of Xi Yue similarities.

She trembled with jealousy. She couldn't believe that Nalan River's Slut's father was such a wonderful man. And her own, but only Nalan Zhengze that is not on the table?

Nalan Yurong takes a deep breath and tells himself over and over again: Nalan Hexi is dead. Now she is Nalan Hexi, and this father belongs to her.

Thinking about it, Nalan Yurong immediately accumulated tears on her face and cried to Yun Tianyi: ”you You are my father, aren't you? My mother told me that Nalan Zhengze was not my father, and that my father would come to me one day. Dad, you came to me, didn't you? I'm Hexi! It's your daughter

With that, Nalan Yurong jumps out of bed and pours at Yun Tianyi.

However, ”bang” a sound, her whole person seems to hit an invisible passport, heavily fell to the ground, fell seven dizzy eight element.

Mao Tu choked a smile and coughed softly: ”the holy one doesn't like others to be near her, even his relatives. You can sit and talk. The holy one has something to ask you.”

Yun Tianyi looked at her coldly, ”do you think anling Yue is dead? How did she die? ”

Nalan language Rong a face of resentment, but in the face of cloud Tianyi's cold, how dare she make a mistake, had to just answer again.

”Her Where is the grave? ” Yun Tianyi asked again.

This time, Nalan Yurong was stunned. She tried her best to recall, but she couldn't remember where and how anling Yue was buried after her death.