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Chapter 204 Killing the Mirage Lord, the Ghost King(2/2)

Wash a little, open the door and walk into the big house in the center.

Every morning, I have to pay my respects to Mo Liang.

There were some Taoist boys wearing green clothes like Lu Qian.

These people walked together in groups of three or three, greeting each other, but none of them paid attention to Lu Qian, as if they were isolated.

At this time, the crowd separated.

A woman wearing a fiery red hunting suit and a flexible appearance, walked up in a crowd of maids.

The woman was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and she waved her whip in her hand, making a 'slap' sound.

"I've seen a lady." Everyone lowered their heads slightly and bowed.

"Get away!" The woman said impatiently, raised her eyebrows and whipped the face of the person next to her with a whip.

A bloodstain suddenly appeared on the man's face, swollen.

Even so, he didn't dare to shout, but instead smiled: "Miss Xie's reward."

"Dog slave." The woman left bored.

The Taoist children around them gave way, for fear of angering this little ancestor.

This woman is Mo Liang's only granddaughter Mo Ling'er.

Mo Ling'er is deeply loved by Mo Liang. She has been willful since childhood and beat and scolded others at will.

Speaking of which, Lu Qian and this guy have some causal relationship.

Lu Qian is a taciturn person, and his behavior and behavior are incompatible with the Taoist children around him.

It was probably framed and hit the back of the head by the little girl.

Almost died.

Mo Ling'er was not punished afterwards.

I used to think it was a kid who was playing with it, but now it seems that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. The old man is not a good person. His granddaughter is young and has a cruel heart.

Lu Qian felt sorry in his heart.

However, being isolated is also a good thing. If you fall into purity, you don’t have to worry about revealing your secrets.

Practice all day long and be quiet and at ease.

Everyone stepped into the hall, and the old man with his eyes narrowed in the main seat.

The hair and beard are all white and the skin is as white as paper.
Chapter completed!
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