Chapter 367 Big Coffee table cold air

Second update...

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This change was at the moment of lightning, and everyone was stunned.

Qimu laughed and let Leng Qiutong go. He was not worried about regretting the cold air. He was enough to clean up the cold air by himself. Holmu couldn't help spitting: "If you have a father, you have a son. The father and son of the Leng family are really the best!"

After the Leng Qiutong disaster, for the rest of his life, he quickly retreated behind Leng Kong. Lengkong said coldly, "Please pay attention to your words. Although I was forced to surrender, I will never tolerate insulting my personality!" A mist came out all over his body, and the temperature around him dropped rapidly.

Holmu said disdainfully, "Am I wrong? You are just a greedy person who is afraid of life and death, and your son is even more unbearable... Hey hey, I like my half-sister... Hey hey, your majesty promised to give your daughter to your son to play with, and your son will completely turn to your majesty!" Holm said it quite viciously.

Qimu originally wanted to stop it. When he heard this new and exciting gossip, he listened to it with great interest. Sure enough, both men and women like to listen to gossip in this regard. Leng Qiuwu's handsome face suddenly turned pale, and Lengkong's body trembled, but his face was surprisingly calm, and a trace of murder flashed in Xueji's eyes.

Leng Qiuwu's whole body trembled. The calmer his father was on the surface, the more angry he felt in his heart. At this time, Han did not dare to make a sound. His son actually did such an unraceful thing. If this kind of thing was dedicated, the Leng family's face would be completely lost, and Leng Qiuwu must be scolded by thousands of people.

Leng Kong took a deep breath. Qimu and others looked at it with great interest to see how Leng Kong dealt with his son. The cold empty palm slowly raised, and a dense fog slowly condensed above the palm. The cold breath instantly made a layer of white frost on a place more than ten feet in a radius. Qimu couldn't help but change his face slightly. He saw that the white fog surrounded himself, and there was no white frost on the ground where his feet stood.

Sweat oozed from Leng Qiuwu's forehead. Han suddenly hugged Lengkong's thigh and cried, "Sir, please forgive Wuer once. After all, he hasn't done anything worse than a beast!"

The white fog on the cold and empty hands became bigger and bigger, and he said expressionlessly, "Get out of here!" There was a huge force on his thighs, and Han's cultivation was not low. He was in the middle of his mind, but he still couldn't stand it. He was shocked and rolled away. Then he suddenly got up and stood in front of Leng Qiuwu. He looked at Leng Kong with pleadingly. Leng Kong walked up step by step, and there was a thicker layer of frost in the place where his feet stepped on, ready to say It should be a thin layer of ice.

Leng Qiuwu sweated coldly, his knees were slightly bent, and he was ready to bounce at any time. Zhang sat up with the help of his son Leng Qiutong. This time, he learned well and his face was silent, but he couldn't wait to slap Han's mother and son to death with a cold air. At this time, he only felt that his chest was not so painful. As long as Leng Kong killed Leng Qiuwu, he would be left with Tong'er, the son. At that time, the head of the family was not his own. My own Tong'er's.

With a good thinking in mind, Zhang suddenly remembered a thing of the past, no! Leng Kong also has a son...

"No! Qiu Wu is not your son. He likes the bitch of condensation snow!" Han suddenly shouted hysterically. This shout was as silent as death after a thunder. Everyone was stunned. Even Xue Ji, who had been maintaining the iceberg state, opened her little mouth slightly in surprise and let out an oh.

"Okay! Han Luoluo, you ** woman, I said that Leng Qiuwu doesn't look like a master at all. Look at his pair of peach blossom eyes. How can he look like a master? I don't know which wild man he was pregnant with!" Zhang Shi cursed, and his heart was extremely happy. Han's face turned white.

The whole body trembled in the cold sky. His face changed from red to white, then from white to purple, and then purple to blue. His throat was sweet, and a stream of blood soared out. This amazing transformation made Qimu more and more excited. The story of this family is really wonderful.

Leng Qiuwu's face was like dead ashes, and he shook his head violently and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Mother, tell him that you don't...no..."

Han hugged Leng Qiuwu and cried bitterly: "Wu'er, my mother is by no means such a person, but you are indeed not Leng Kong's son. I have not had children for many years when I married my mother and Kong. My mother was anxious, and it didn't work to secretly ask the doctor for medicine, so..."

"So you found a wild man outside, and may even be a subordinate of the cold family!" Zhang's viciously said.

"Stop talking, Xiaochang, don't think I don't know what happened back then. It's not that you are planning to seduce Brother Kong. He can do that with you in a muddle! Still pregnant, Brother Kong has no choice but to take you as a concubine!" Han scolded angrily. Zhang's face turned red. At that time, there were two close maids beside Han, and Zhang was one of them.

Once Han quarreled with Leng Kong and ran back to his mother's house with his son Leng Qiuwu. Zhang took an excuse to comfort the master. That day, Leng Kong drank a lot of wine and was a beastly hair in a daze. He pressed Zhang down. Another maid happened to bump into her, and it turned out to be accompanied by Leng Kong who was in the mood.

When he woke up the next day, Leng Kong found that he was holding the naked Zhang family, but another maid had left. The confused Leng Kong didn't know how many he had pressed. He only said that it was Zhang Shi alone, and Zhang didn't break it.

Two months later, Zhang suddenly said that he had it. He was cold, surprised and happy, so he took Zhang as his concubine! For this matter, Han also quarreled with Leng Kong and sent his other personal maid in. At that time, the waitress was also pregnant. Only Zhang and Han knew about this matter.

Han smiled like crazy and said, "Yes, I raised Wu'er outside. It's also an excuse for me to cheat Brother Kong to go back to my mother's house to raise the fetus. It's so convenient to act. Wu'er is indeed not Brother Kong's son!" Leng Qiuwu Youru was hit by a bucket of cold water and was stunned like a wooden chicken. The bloodline of the Leng family, which he was proud of, turned out to be fake.

"Bah, who knows if what you said is true! Maybe you seduced the wild man to be pregnant with the wild man, and deliberately said that he was raised!" Zhang's viciously said.

"Bitch, I, Han Luoluo, am not afraid to say that I am born infertile, but you. The master only did it with you once, and you are pregnant. I don't know if you hooked up with the cheap servant in the family!" Han sneered. Zhang's face turned white and scolded, "** woman, nonsense, you don't think Tong'er is like a master!"

"Hey hey, Zhang Man'er, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Even if Wuer is not the master's son, the master is not the only bastard son Leng Qiutong!" Han said in a cold voice.

This is wonderful. Qimu and Holmu are a little confused. The relationship between the family is too complicated.

Zhang smiled and said, "Yes, the master also has a son, but wasn't he killed by you? Sister Bi'er is still hiding in Tibet, but she still can't escape your poisonous hand! Han Luoluo, I really admire your fierceness..."

He stared back at Zhang's coldly, and his eyes turned gray. Zhang's cleverness shivered and stopped the sound. Han looked at the cold back with a miserable face, said the past like a wandering soul, and finally smiled bitterly: "Brother Kong, I've done all the bad things. I'm sorry..."

"Mother...Mother..." Leng Qiuwu exclaimed in pain. The cold air slowly turned around, and his waist, which had always been straight, collapsed, looking so decadent, with a faint sadness in his eyes.

I saw a dagger inserted in Han's chest, almost passing through his chest. He was so angry that he trembled and said, "Brother Kong... Yuan... forgive me, let go... let go of Wuer, he is innocent...!"

The corners of his cold and empty mouth buzzed, and without saying a word, Han's face showed disappointment, and the light of his eyes dimmed.

"Mother... Who are my biological parents?" Leng Qiuwu held Han's low head and sobbed silently.

"Look for your uncle..." His head was tilted and his eyes slowly closed. Leng Qiuwu raised his head and stared at Leng Kong viciously: "Leng Kong, it's you who forced your mother to death. You can't forgive her... Why?" At the end of the time, it was almost roared.

Leng Kong was stared back by Leng Qiuwu's poisonous snake-like eyes.

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PS: Well, fill in the pit of the cold house! Ask for a ticket. If you don't give a ticket, it's a big coffee table! Hey hey!