This made Lingqing feel that something was wrong, because he seldom called her so formally.

"If... If you need your blood to save your mother... Will mi'er..."

Situ an admits that he is selfish, but he can exchange his blood if he can, but he has nothing to do with zhen'er.

She took a handkerchief from the side and wiped the corner of her mouth. There was no fluctuation in her eyes: "why does Father assume this?"

"Nothing. It's my father who thinks too much."

As a matter of fact, situ ancha knows very well that the monk's method is to exchange blood for blood, and the success rate will be a little higher. If his highness knows that he has put her in danger, he will never mention the monk's business.

"Father loves his mother very much, and mi'er is only favored by his father because of his mother's light." She spoke lightly, and the delicate fragrance became more and more obvious in the carriage.

"Mi'er, father..." finally, he just opened his mouth and could not say anything.

For the first time, they were so embarrassed that there was no topic.

There is not much feeling of spirit dumping, because how can this kind of thing happen! The blood of relatives is easy to cause accidents. If the so-called expert puts forward any ghost conditions, she will be the first to put an end to him, so as not to harm the common people.

The carriage is rickety, Fu'an temple is on the top of the mountain, the hall is magnificent, and the kind-hearted Bodhisattva makes people feel awed. Situ an was carrying his daughter-in-law up the steps, showing his piety.

"Benefactor, who do you want?" A monk put his hands together.

"Hello, abbot. I heard that an expert who traveled all over the world was staying here recently, so I came to see him specially." Situ an respected Tao.

"Please wait a moment, benefactors."

"Please." Lingqing road.

She likes it here. It's clean and has Buddha's voice. It's the only pure land in the world.

Just after a while, the monk came out and took them in.

After an elegant bamboo forest, flowing stream, there is a small hut.

"This is where Master Shi is looking. I have something important to do. Please help me." He bent slightly, closed his palms and left. Lingqing and situ an responded politely.

"Father, put mother down."

"Good."

Situ an puts her on the stone chair beside her, arranges her hair and clothes, and looks at zhen'er with a loving face. This is a sugar husband and wife who abuse her spirit to find her husband.

"See you, situ family!" The sound of her mingling with spiritual power spread and could be heard for a mile.

Words just fall, a soft power through her sleeve, straight raised her green silk.

okay? Very pure Aura!

A slovenly old man came out with a pair of straw sandals, a thousand year old rattan weaving, a wine gourd with a rare purple sand gourd, the black ugly hairpin on the messy hair, and the hard to form black crystal... Clothes like rags on his body... To sum up: this old uncle is an invisible rich man!!

"Tut Tut, little girl's eyes are on fire." It's a lousy voice!

"Sir's voice is very unique..." she replied.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's a little girl. Don't blame your husband!" Situ an came to salute.

With his eyes on people for so many years, this gentleman is extraordinary.

"No, no, you little girl are very interesting." Uncle around the spirit of a circle, she quietly convergence of their aura.

"Huizhi Lanxin, seven skilful, twin soul, has Huigen. Do you want to practice with the old man?" Uncle suddenly became a little bit of that

It's called obscenity!