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Xiao Yanlong’s uncharacteristic roar made the sorrowful dance stand in the same place, pale and confused, and seemed to have never thought of Xiao Yanlong’s reprimanding himself.
From small to large, she has always been the apple of her father. Even if she did something wrong, her father never gave up on her.
However, at this moment, he was so rude to blame himself, even for a little bit of face did not leave her.
"Father, how are you..."
Looking at the sorrowful and sorrowful look of the sorrowful dance, Xiao Yanlong has no patience in the weekdays, but sighs and reveals self-blame and remorse.
"Before I was too indulgent to you, because you are a bright saint, this identity is enough to make you stand out, so I have not been disciplined for so many years.
You are my jewel in the palm of your hand, but you also need to understand that we are carrying not only the personal joys and sorrows, but the development of the whole family.
If it wasn't for the decision you made at the time was too impulsive, I didn't discuss it with me at all, and now it won't fall to such a degree.
Until now, have you still thought about all this and want to understand? ”
Xiao Yanlong could not help but be disappointed, but he could not make such a decision if there were other ways.
Now all the retreats have been blocked, they have no choice, lost the best opportunity, even if it is extremely difficult to find other allies.
He hopes that the bleak dance can make sense of the matter and put it in the place of the whole family, rather than relying on this unreasonable personal choice.
The sorrowful dance stood still, and Xiao Yanlong’s words seemed to be poured on her body by a basin of cold water, from head to toe.
She has never faced this problem before, and she always feels that she is the Miss Xiao of the family. Even if she loses her identity as a bright saint, she still thinks she can do whatever she wants.
She never thought about how much her father had carried for her. All the fig leaf was pulled away. When the reality of the red fruit was exposed to her, she realized that she was not the original, and her umbrella had gone.
Xiao Yanlong did not say more, the bleak dance became like this now and he also has an inseparable connection.
If she says this, she still can't understand it, then he won't say a bit more in the future.
The sorrow dance followed Xiao Yanlong's body, but it was like a lost soul. The heavy blow was like a sharp blade stabbing into her heart, as if there was blood rushing out, she could not mourn a little.
So everything is caused by her, the father's words are not wrong, but... she really can't accept it.
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After Wen Ziran and others made up their minds to apprentice, Qi Hong and others found that the frequency of these little guys was more and more diligent.
With their intelligence, nature has already seen the thoughts of the younger generation, but no one has said it, but looked with interest to see how the younger generation intends to use them to gain their recognition.
When Emperor Beibei and others tried to use their own strength to obtain the recognition of several elders, Baili Red Makeup followed the flower mother-in-law every night to learn medicine, and the speed of this increase was also fast.
The abandoned forest is rich in Chinese herbal medicines, and every morning, the red makeup will look for medicines in the vicinity.
Even if it has been introduced in the medical books, it will be more clear to understand everything, and it will be faster to learn.