Chapter 47： His old face...

Chapter 47 His old face...

Mo Beiyuan is the lone star of the devil, so this little doll was either stolen or robbed.

Although the sweet cake is sick at the moment, it can't stand Xiaotuanzi's really good-looking, exquisite little face like a porcelain doll, with a compelling aura, and a soft and cute appearance, which is really very attractive like.

The point is that the three elders have been in retreat before, so they don't know the gossip about Mo Beiyuan.

Seeing Mo Beiyuan hugging a little fan, naturally he wouldn't think about his own life.

Mo Beiyuan is so vicious and cold-faced, he must have hugged his child because he saw his child looking good-looking.

It's not like he can't do such an excessive thing.

Feng Chen, that stinky brat, has been hanging around with him all day, so he doesn't care anymore.

Little Sweet Cake saw a room full of strangers, she was not used to it, and now she was sick again, so she was very delicate.

Holding his little hands and hiding on Mo Beiyuan's shoulder, he called Daddy in a milky voice.

"Daddy? Is this little milk baby just adopted by King Yuan?"

The Third Elder was the same as Feng Chen back then, even if he guessed that Xiao Tuanzi was the adopted daughter, he would not guess at his biological bloodline.

I'm afraid that Mo Beiyuan is worried that he will never be born again, so he took in a foster daughter.

"She is the blood of this king, her own!"

But Mo Beiyuan didn't even bother to explain if it was a change of person.

But this person is Feng Chen's master, and he explained it to save face.

"She is your little girl? How is it possible?"

The third elder's expression was even more horrified than when he heard that the three-year-old Xiaotuanzi's holy-level cultivation was super-celestial-level spiritual root.

At this moment, Baozi also ran forward, hugged Mo Beiyuan's thigh, and called out, "Daddy."

Then he raised his face at the third elder: "This is my father! He is holding my sister in his arms! How is it impossible? We look alike! Grandpa, are you getting old? , the eyes are not very good? Then I don't blame you."

Third Elder: "..."

"You little baby...what are you talking about? My eyes are fine!"

Aside from Mo Beiyuan's bad temper and past behavior, the appearance of this man is actually pretty good. Take a closer look, the eyebrows and eyes of these two little milk babies do look a bit like him.

After some analysis, the third elder gradually accepted this fact.

"Feng Chen, look at her! Even a lone star of the devil can have a pair of children."

Feng Chen didn't expect that this matter would be dragged on, and it would even involve himself.

"Master, let's not talk about this now, let's find a way to control the holy-level spiritual power on Tiangui!"

"What holy-level spiritual power, you brat, still making up and talking nonsense! Are you looking for a fight!"

The third elder believed in the identities of the two little milk babies, but what the holy-level cultivator did was really ridiculous!

"Tell me, what do you guys mean by making up these stories? What do you want from this old man? A pill?"

Feng Chen had no choice but to open his mouth and said: "If you don't believe me, just use spiritual power to detect her pulse and diagnose her. But, you old man, be careful, don't be injured by her spiritual power."

This kind of thing, I am afraid that you will only believe it if you experience it once!

"Okay, I'd like to see how you make it up later!"

The third elder was directly blown away by that powerful spiritual force.

"Master, are you alright? Is the injury serious? I have already said, you have to be careful, Little Sweet Cake has a holy level cultivation, which is much higher than yours."

Feng Chen saw his master fell out, so he hurried over to see if the old man fell hard.

The third elder is completely dumbfounded now.

He, an old guy who is almost eighty!

Was blown away by a three-year-old baby!

His old face...

Wait, so, this little milk baby is really a holy-level cultivation, a super-celestial spiritual root that is rarely encountered in a thousand years.

(end of this chapter)