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Chapter 129, the painting style is wrong(2/2)

"Okay, just do whatever you want."

"yes…"

Wu Long was respectful and carefully poured a cup of hot tea.

Then!

Wu Long knelt on his knees and served tea with both hands: "Thank you for your kindness to meet the good fortune, be kind and not care about the details, and accept me as your disciple. The old demon is deeply respected and grateful, so he serves tea for this and asks you to drink tea with sir."

"Okay, I'm polite." Lin Fan felt a little awkward and was about to take the teacup.

Bang!

Lei Ao and his son tripped, standing in front of the door like fools.

sky!

What did they see?

The dignified Demon Ancestor, the powerful immortal!

He actually knelt in front of Lin Fan on one knee, and even served tea with both hands.

This scene is so shocking!

"Master Demon Ancestor..."

Lei Ao's face was pale, his lips twitched, and his eyes were almost glaring.

Not to mention Lei Ying, she seemed to have seen the most terrifying scene in the world, so frightened that she was dizzy.

"Father... the style seems to be a little wrong. Do you think the child is confused?" Lei Ying shivered, and his whole body was almost numb.

"You saw it too?"

"I saw it, it's no longer possible. The child is dizzy and falls down first."

Lei Ying couldn't bear the fright and fainted.

Damn it!

Lei Ao's face turned dark. Isn't it because his father and son are the same? Is it difficult to be together?
Chapter completed!
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