Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter nine hundred and twentieth, who is Long'er's father?

Wuming was completely stunned by Hui'er's words, while Ji Feng was filled with helplessness. He didn't expect that this matter would be revealed so quickly.

You know, we have just arrived at the entrance of the palace, why have we entered a stalemate stage directly? If we enter the main hall later, there will be a fight!

"We are all here to talk about things, don't quarrel. Besides, we are all acquaintances, so there is no need!" Ji Feng said to smooth things over.

"Ji Feng, don't worry, I just can't figure it out. I don't want my son to be hurt. How can he have so much sense!" Hui'er waved his hand to Ji Feng and looked at Wuming with cold eyes.

Never shifted his gaze.

"That's true. It seems that Wuming made a big mistake today. I apologize to you on her behalf." Ji Feng walked forward and touched Wuming by the way, which woke Wuming out of his daze.

At the same time, Jifeng also asked curiously: "Hui'er, when did you adopt Long'er? I see that this little family is quite attractive, but can you let me accept him as my disciple?"

"Long'er is still young, and I don't want him to enter the spiritual world prematurely. Besides, he is my biological son, not adopted!" Hui'er said seriously.

With her intelligence, she naturally knew why Ji Feng asked that question just now, but she did not take the initiative to expose it. Instead, she followed Ji Feng's words and told the true relationship between Long Er and her.

This time, it was Ji Feng's turn and he didn't know what to say. The thing he least wanted to see and was most worried about happened. This made him feel like a mute who had eaten Coptis chinensis.

I'm speechless, I don't know what to say at this time.

"Since we are here to discuss matters today, come in. I, Jueqinggu, cannot afford to offend Heaven!" Hui'er said coldly.

"Long'er, please keep the golden lock and the little sword for the time being." Seeing Long'er's pitiful appearance with tears in his eyelashes, Hui'er also softened his heart and said the words, which made Long'er happy immediately.

words.

"Thank you, Mom, you're so kind, Mom." Long Er hurriedly ran over and hugged Hui'er's thigh hard, his little face full of excitement.

What surprised Wuming and Jifeng even more was that Longer also hugged Shangguan Xiner and six other women, calling them all with the word "mother".

"Don't be so surprised. Long'er is also our biological son. There is no doubt about this. Even if we have to shed blood to prove it, it is indeed true!" It seems that he sensed the doubts in Wuming and Ji Feng's hearts and regretted it.

The son said something non-surprisingly again.

Afterwards, the seven of them slowly entered the Jueqing Palace, but Long Er came to Wuming excitedly and said very seriously: "Thank you, uncle, you are a good man!"

"Good person, your whole family is a good person!" Wuming felt an unspeakable feeling of depression in his heart, which could even be said to be anger and resentment.

But when he touched Long Er's black gem-like eyes, his heart instantly softened, and he did not show his emotions to Long Er.

After thanking him, Long Er held the golden lock in one hand and the small sword in the other, and ran into the Jueqing Palace happily. Wuming and Ji Feng were left at the door of the palace, and they didn't know whether they should go in next or not.

left.

"Wu Ming, are you okay?" Ji Feng asked with a worried tone.

"Huh..." Taking a deep breath, as if to spit out all the negative emotions in his heart, Wuming answered Ji Feng and said, "It's okay, let's go in too!"

As the light dimmed and then quickly became brighter, Wuming and Ji Feng truly entered the Jueqing Palace with their feet, but their moods at this time were completely different from those when they came.

"Sit down!" Hui'er said softly. Opposite the seven of them, there were two jade chairs facing each other, and in the middle was a long jade table that was more than ten meters long.

Before sitting down, Wuming glanced at Long Er who was playing with a golden lock and a small sword not far away. To be honest, he was very curious in his heart who Long Er's biological father was, but how could he ask at this time?

, he even felt that he had no reason to ask, he just felt sad, like a big fool!

As if sensing his gaze, Long Er, who was playing with the golden lock and small sword, also seemed to feel something. He raised his head and gave Wuming a sweet smile.

Facing Long Er's flawless smile, Wuming smiled unnaturally, then quickly withdrew his gaze, and then turned to the seventh daughter of Hui'er opposite.

Seeing Wuming like this, Long'er once again turned his attention to the golden lock and small sword in front of him. After all, he was only a three or four-year-old child. In front of his beloved 'toy', he naturally couldn't think of Wuming and his seven-year-old child.

The complicated relationship between two mothers.

Furthermore, with his mind, he could not imagine the complicated relationship between Wuming and his seven mothers. You know, this is something that even Ji Feng, a wise man, cannot understand.

Even if you are a 2-year-old boy, you can't imagine the complicated situation here!

At this time, after he withdrew his gaze, he focused all his attention on the golden lock and the small sword in front of him. His eyes were filled with excitement and his face looked like he couldn't put it down.

Amidst the crisp sounds of Long Er playing with the golden lock and the small sword, Wuming and Hui'er's seven girls, facing each other, fell into silence. No one took the initiative to speak, and they all looked at each other in a daze, as if they had lost their minds.

, and it seems that he wants to deeply carve the face of the opposite person in his mind.

In this strange state, the one who felt the most difficult situation was undoubtedly Ji Feng. He looked back and forth at Wuming and Hui'er Qinu as if on pins and needles, begging them in his heart to speak quickly.

Because of the strange and complicated situation in front of him, even he felt mentally and physically exhausted and didn't know what to do.

On weekdays, he talks a lot. Before coming here, he also prepared many words to avoid embarrassment. But for now, his preparations were all in vain. He really didn't know what he should say.

Something is better.

Is it possible that he should ask Hui'er and the others who Long Er's father is, or should he go and console Wu Ming now and say that Hui'er and the others did not cuckold you?

To be honest, with the current weird situation, Ji Feng felt that everything he said was wrong, even if it was about borrowing the Unicorn of Light.

Because Hui'er, the seven of them, and Wuming's thoughts are no longer here, even if he said it, it would be of no use and would not alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere at this time.

"Who is Long Er's father?"

Finally, Wuming spoke, his voice dry and unpleasant, as if he had a mouthful of sand in his mouth, and as if he had not spoken for decades.

"You want to know?" The corners of the mouths of Hui'er and the seven girls invariably turned cold, and they all looked into Wuming's eyes with a playful expression.

And Ji Feng was also nervous because of Wuming's problem, as if a war was about to break out, making him feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next