Chapter 1777

Looking at the clothes and the momentum of the two people, it is obvious that they are either rich or expensive. Maybe they are not from the Miluo mainland, but from the upper world.

If she can replace Xi Yue's identity, even if she can't prosper in the future, at least she won't have to live such a miserable life.

Thinking of this, Nalan Yurong immediately tells the birth of Nalan Hexi.

Maotu pointed his little pear and said: "even the time of birth is the same. Haizhu, is she really Holy..."

The round faced boy called Hai pig asked again, "what about your mother? Take us to the woman in the picture first

Nalan Yurong forced down the excitement in his heart, made a sad tearful way: "my mother passed away more than 20 years ago. Even my twin brother died when I just remembered. Ten years ago, even Nalan's family was exterminated. As a lonely and weak woman, I can only survive. An orphan like me can only hurt herself in order to survive If, if my mother is still alive, how sad it would be to see me live such a miserable life

Then she looked up at Maotu and Haizhu and said, "who are you? Why is there a picture of my mother? "

Hai Zhuxin said quickly, "you know, you may not be Nalan Zhengze's child. Is there someone else in your father?"

Nalan Yurong stares at him in shock and says in a trembling voice: "you? I beg your pardon? Nalan Zhengze is not my father, so who is my father? "

Haizhu was about to say something, but he saw Maotu wave his hand and hit it with a magic power.

Nalan Yurong soon passed out.

Haizhu looked at Maotu in surprise. Maotu gave him a white look and didn't have a good way: "when you call a pig, even your brain is as stupid as a pig? This woman can't be the saint's blood at all. What do you think she looks like? "

Haizhu scratched his head, looked at the comatose Nalan Yurong and said with disgust: "that's true, she has a very smelly smell, which makes me feel so disgusted."

"What's more, you forget that the eyes of the Holy Father's lineage must be purple. What's more, this person's bone is more than 30 years old, which can't match the time of that year. How can he be the child of the Holy One? "

A trace of murderous spirit appeared in Hai Zhu's eyes. "How dare you pretend to be a saint's child? It's time to kill!"

Maotu stopped him and was about to speak. Suddenly, there was a strong pressure in the room.

Maotu and Haizhu didn't even think about it. They turned back and knelt down on one knee and said, "welcome the Holy One!"

Yun Tianyi quietly appeared in the room, his eyes fell on Nalan Yurong, and said faintly, "what's the discovery today?"

Mao Tu replied, "yes, saint. This woman claims to be a miss of Nalan family. When she saw this picture, she said that the woman in the picture was her mother, and her name was An Ling Yue. "

Yun Tianyi had been listening coldly. When he heard the last three words, his brow wrinkled slightly.

Where does an Lingyue seem to have heard the name? But because the memory is too far away, I can't remember it for a moment.

Yun Tianyi read these three words back and forth in his mouth several times, then slightly lowered his eyelids to cover the turbulent mood in his eyes.

That night's girl, originally called anlingyue?

"Holy One?" Maotu stands up and points to Nalan Yurong, "this man says she is anling Yue's daughter..."

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