What... What?
Suddenly he took a breath, Yan Fu's lips trembled and said, "you just said... Who are you looking for?"
"Zhuo fan!"
"No... no, I mean, steward Zhuo is yours..." Yan Fu couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His lips were a little dry and asked haltingly.
The child raised his eyebrows and said naturally, "it's my father. What's the matter?"
"What, is housekeeper Zhuo your father?" Not surprised, Yan Fu took a deep look at the child, as if he had just heard this sentence. His mouth was wide open and he could put a duck egg: "steward Zhuo has such a big son. Why didn't you hear him say it?"
The child frowned, looked up and thought for a while, then said plainly, "well... I guess I haven't had time to tell you. After all, our father and son have only recently met!"
bastard!
Yan Fu's heart clicked. He already had the answer. He put on a rather ambiguous smile from the corners of his mouth, patted the child's head and said, "children, wait here, I'll call your father out right away!"
With a slight frown, the child slapped Yan Fu's hand off and said angrily, "I hate others to touch my head in my life. If you weren't my father's man, I would have buried you in the mountains to feed wild dogs!"
Yan Fu looked at the child and was speechless.
He never thought that the boy was so cruel at such a young age that he would kill people at any time! Alas, it's really the same as housekeeper Zhuo.
Now he is a little convinced that this is really father and son. They are so similar. What's more, the child's strength is so great that his hands hurt!
Hiss!
Taking a breath in his mouth, Yan Fu shook his swollen palm and hurried back to report.
This is big news. The illegitimate son of the housekeeper Zhuo fan came to the door!
After a while, a group of people came down the mountain one after another. At present, the first one is naturally Miss Luo yunshang. At first hearing the news, she was stunned like a bolt from the blue!
She never thought that Zhuo fan had women and even children outside except Chu Qingcheng and Ning'er, which made her how she could stand it!
This romantic embryo will look good to you when I find out!
So, in a burst of anger, Luo yunshang ran down the mountain in a rage. Xueqing, Qiu Yanhai, Pang Tongling and others also followed in a hurry to see the excitement.
They really want to see what the son of Zhuo housekeeper looks like. He doesn't look like his father.
However, when they came to the foot of the mountain, they found that the child was a very handsome young man. When people saw him, they couldn't help but want to get close.
"Oh, I didn't expect the son of Zhuo housekeeper to be so beautiful. I think his mother must be a great beauty!" When Xueqing met the child, she couldn't help but have a big maternal hair and love it very much!
Luo yunshang's face was heavy and slightly unhappy, but he forced out a smiling face at the child and asked, "my child, is your father really Zhuo fan, our Luo family housekeeper? Can you make a mistake and have the same name?"
"Do you look like someone who can make mistakes? You are so rude, you girl. I came to see my father for business this time. Don't hinder me. Take me to my father quickly! " The child frowned and shouted angrily.
Luo yunshang couldn't help drawing on his cheek, which was very embarrassing.
It was the first time that she was called a girl by such a child of six or seven years old. The rest of the people couldn't help laughing.
Yan Song took a deep look at the child and said with admiration: "although the child is still young, he is very heroic. His tone is just like housekeeper Zhuo. He is generally arrogant and will be a great Lord in the future! It seems that we Luo family don't have to worry about decline in the future. Isn't there a ready-made housekeeper successor, ha ha... "
Yan Song laughed and rubbed the child's head intimately.
The child's eyebrows trembled and his face looked sullen!
"What old Yan said is very true. I think the child is smart and smart. In the future, housekeeper Zhuo will personally cultivate him. Our Luo family is not as strong as the waves behind the Yangtze River, and each generation is stronger than the other? Come, call uncle Pang! "
Pang Tongling also laughed and touched the child's head to tease him. The child's face was getting angrier and angrier.
However, it seemed that they didn't see it, or they didn't take it seriously. A child is meant to be teased by adults. Even if he is not satisfied, what can he do?
So, one after another, the people came over one by one and touched the child's head to make fun of him. But the child's face was extremely gloomy.
Finally, Qiu Yanhai came to the child with a smile and put his hand on his head. But before he could speak, the child waved his hand off his palm and roared, "I said, don't move my head and take me to my father!"
"Cried, still as like as two peas," Oh, ha ha ha... It's exactly the same as Zhuo steward! "
Not take it seriously, Chou Yanhai as like as two peas become aggravated, instead of rubbing it up on the child's head and sneeking, "you little devil, old and short tempered, is exactly the same as your father. Unfortunately, you don't have the ability of your father. Even if I move your head, what can I do? Can't I provoke your father or you? Hehe... "
Qiu Yanhai chuckled, but the child's face was furious and his face twitched.
When Xueqing saw him, she joked, "old ghost, enough is enough. He's still a child, so don't tease him. Be careful that his father knows that we bully his son so much and come to trouble us! "
"Ha ha... What are you afraid of? Housekeeper Zhuo is recovering from injury and didn't come out so early. The child's memory is similar to that of a fish. He forgets it a day later. He won't be so vengeful. Do you think so, kid? " Qiu Yanhai grinned and looked at the child.
The child narrowed his eyes and sneered: "hum, you're right. I don't have that much memory! Because anyone who annoys me will make him look good right now! "
The voice fell and snapped. The child was already clasped on Qiu Yanhai's wrist like a pair of pliers.
Qiu Yanhai suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, as if he were going to crack, and was shocked. I want to pull away, but I can't do anything. At this moment, he found that the child was not simple.
But the rest of the people have not noticed this.
The child raised his eyes and glanced at him. He shook his heart and turned pale. Then he sneered and said, "don't use my father's hand. I'll give you some color to try!"
Said, the child suddenly shook his hand, and Qiu Yanhai was easily thrown over his shoulder and fell to the ground in the incredible eyes of everyone!
Boom!
With a loud noise, the earth under Qiu Yanhai suddenly cracked, and then tore like a long snake and spread far away. Just in the blink of an eye, he traveled more than a mile, and instantly passed through the wind facing the city, the whole city!
Boom!
In everyone's incredible eyes, fenglincheng was divided into two by this crack in the earth. From a distance, a deep gap suddenly appeared in the middle of fenglincheng.
Poof!
Qiu Yanhai couldn't help but spit out blood. He looked at the child with a look of horror.
What kind of monster is this child? Even he, a master of shenzhao eight, was so easily put down! It was hard for him to imagine how abnormal the child's strength was.
The onlookers also stared at all this, and their eyes fell to the ground.
Who could have thought that this child, who looks only six or seven years old, could have the strength of the eighth master of second killing shenzhao! What the hell is wrong with such a pervert!
Looking at each other, everyone was shocked beyond measure. They couldn't help swallowing their saliva and whispered in their hearts.
It is worthy of being Zhuo fan's son. Neither father nor son is normal. They are all monsters! Moreover, this son is more terrible than that old man!
Luo yunshang also forgot his jealousy at this time and stared at the lovely but frightening child. His face turned white with fear!
Loosen Qiu Yanhai's wrist, the child adjusted his hairstyle and said with disdain: "old man, I really don't know the times. If I hadn't seen you as my father's subordinate, I would have torn you down just now! Hum, let you move my head again! "
Hearing this, Qiu Yanhai was about to cry.
He is an old man and a master of shenzhao eight. He was humiliated by a child today. He really has no face to see people!
When the rest of the people heard this, they were also worried and their hands trembled, because who of them had not touched the child's head just now? This is Qiu Changlao's bad luck. If the child was angry in advance, someone might have lost his bones now.
Thinking of this, the people looked at the child with even more horror. At the same time, I was surprised that even if Zhuo fan himself was a monster, how could he produce such a monster more abnormal and powerful than him?
Yaya, bah! Six or seven year old children can kill shenzhao experts in seconds. How do you let these experts mix in the future?
As soon as I thought of this, the tears of everyone rushed to the bottom of my heart and never returned
"Stop dawdling here and take me to my father!" The child shook everyone with one hand and made a proud noise.
This time, no one dared to refute him. They all shrunk their heads and led the way together.
The child proudly raised his head and followed him slowly. After a while, the people came to the Luo family house on the top of the mountain and went in.
But at this time, the five figures also came out, but it was Li Jingtian who took the devil to make the four ghosts fly out.
After looking at Luo yunshang and others, Li Jingtian's eyes coagulated and asked, "what happened just now? Why is there so much movement outside the array?"
The corners of their mouths were shriveled, and they all smiled bitterly, and then pointed to the child at the back. However, when Li Jingtian saw him, he immediately turned pale with fear. He staggered and trembled and said, "no... unbeaten urchin, ancient three links, how did you catch up here?" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.