In fact, it's not that they love their daughter so much. It's Ning Bo. Don't blame others. An outsider killed him. It's really that these people have no ability and can only rely on others. If so, they have to blame Lu Sen, even if she is not satisfied with Lu Sen, she has to stand up and speak for him.

"But won't it cause you any trouble?" Anrou is still concerned about the situation of her parents and is unwilling to put them in danger because of themselves. Now she is very remorseful, but it has come to this point, so that we can have a perfect ending as far as possible.

"Silly girl, for you, how can we say it's trouble? Besides, your vision is not as bad as I think. This guy is good, but some places are not very pleasing. " Ning bingning's words reveal a kind of misty feeling, which makes Anrou unable to understand whether her mother likes Lu Sen or hates Lu Sen?

Looking at the little girl staring at herself, Ning bingning couldn't stop being very funny. She pinched the little girl's Gao Tingyao nose and said with a smile, "well, don't tease you. Don't bother us. We won't do anything against the principle because we love you."

"Well, OK, but mom, can you let go of your hand first?" Anrou has been pinching her nose for a long time, and her voice is tinged with soft and waxy. If you don't listen carefully, you may not be able to hear what she is saying.

The delicate and angry expression in the flow of beautiful eyes is particularly provocative, but in Ning bingning's eyes, she just thinks it's extremely lovely and moving. She immediately reaches out her hand again to take the little girl into her arms, and it's a good trample.

An daoshan and Ning Ming, who are beside them, see the smile on their faces unconsciously. They both feel helpless for Ning bingning, who is so relaxed at this time. At the same time, they also know that she has recognized Lu Sen to some extent, otherwise they would not be so isolated.

"Well, don't make any noise. Look at my daughter's face In the end, an daoshan really can't see it. He raises his hand to rescue his daughter. He reaches out his hand and gently arranges her hair, which is confused by Ning bingning. His face is full of forbearance smile.

Ning bingning finally has enough. Instead of extending her claws to an Rou, she calmly looks at Lu Sen's performance with Ning Ming. "Hum, I know that my daughter is a little lover of her father's previous life. My wife can't match her."

Smell speech, an daoshan also can't help shaking his head and laughing, some helpless wife at the moment suddenly small mood, "no, wrong, clearly is the father's intimate little cotton padded jacket."

But he also knows that Ning bingning is just playing for a while, and he doesn't take it seriously. After that, they don't speak any more. Instead, they concentrate on observing the battle between Lu Sen and Ning Bao. It's just that an Rou feels uncomfortable all over. She feels that this strange way of getting along really needs time to adapt.

Anrou's wry smile and inner entanglement have not been taken seriously by her husband and wife. Now they are both assessing Lu Sen's confidence in the killing of Ning Bao. If the success falls short, then before that, can they find the right time to remedy it for him?

"Smelly boy, in the final analysis, you have to have any grudge or resentment with me. You have to do something bad for me every time. It's the same outside and it's the same here. I really hit a ghost." Ning Bao is more said more angry, lift the sword is toward Lu Sen ruthlessly split, but Lu Sen is extremely dexterous to avoid.

"How do I know that? It's like I'm willing to have this bad relationship with you. I can run into you everywhere, and it's not good. " After Lu Sen stood still, Chao Ning said with a shrug.

The reluctance and dislike of the whole face make the whole person of Ningbo bad. Who dislikes whom in the end!

"Well, at this point, I can't let you leave easily any more. You asked for it all." Ning Bao finished, as if determined, took a deep breath, and made a not complicated gesture in his hand. Before that, if Lu Sen did not read it wrong, his hand seemed to pass by his pocket.

Vigilance rises suddenly, Lu Sen feels that Ning Yu is becoming more and more crazy at the moment. He'd better not take it too lightly. "It seems that if you don't reach this step, you will easily let me go."

It doesn't matter that Lu Sen looks at himself like a fool. Ning Bao raises his hand to send out the long-standing attack, "storm pear blossom needle."

As soon as he said this, countless silver needles were rushing towards Lu Sen's shop like a storm. Lu Sen had been prepared for it, but he didn't expect Ning Bao to use this move. Immediately, the whole body was tense, trying to change its shape, trying to escape before the attack.

However, this can not be avoided so easily. After all, this is a large-scale attack. In addition to the failure experience of the last time, Ning Bao covers all the angles that Lu Sen can avoid, and does not intend to leave him any vitality. "Boy, you can die obediently!""Lu Sen!" Rao is as calm as Li Zhenggang. At this time, he can't help exclaiming his name. The next second, the whole person seems to move away in a blink and disappear in the same place. Looking at it again, he has already appeared beside Lu Sen.

"Right now!" Lu Sen didn't place his hope on anyone. He only knew that he was the most reliable person at this time. Everything else could be regarded as luck.

With Lu Sen's loud drink, the whole ghost sword flies out, and then accepts Lu Sen's constant domineering power. The whole blade is buzzing excitedly, and gradually the obvious meaning of the sword is stained with the rich dark fog. The next second, without Li Zhenggang's help, the pear blossom needle will come.

What is similar to Lu Sen's method is that Li Zhenggang hides behind the crazy sword, and the meaning of the sword on it is not inferior to that of the ghost sword. Even because of the existence of the ghost sword, the whole body is excited and buzzing, as if he has finally found an opponent who can fight in the first World War.

But Li Zhenggang seldom has the desire to fight with Lu Sen at the moment. He only cares about whether the young man who promised himself is still alive. If he dies, it will really make things a little troublesome.

"I really underestimate you." Just the next second, as the black fog cleared away and Lu Sen was hiding, Li Zhenggang could not help laughing at himself.

He really underestimated it