Fulin Wang's old face, full of ravines, slightly twisted.

With a calm face, he suddenly rushed to the front of the cage and clapped hard, shouting, "elder, I'm here today to see the king's joke?"

The elder Kong Yin shook his head. "If it wasn't for the son's last words, I wouldn't have come to Baba like this."

"Shizi had expected that the prince would have such a day. He had already told me about it. If the Lord is really sent to prison for his plot, let me bring him a message. "

Fulin Wang's old face drew a few times.

"Don't listen to me!" The grey haired old man slapped his hand on the cage.

The roaring current glided over him, shaking his whole body uncontrollably.

This son has never been with him!

Ten years ago!

They all went to the battle of father and son. Father and son are united. What about him?

Wang Shizi is blessed. He only hopes to live a life of being a yes man. He has no great ambition, no vision and no loss!

It's like losing his face!

So from more than ten years ago, he should have never given birth to this son, and let them live and die in such a broken place as star, and never wanted to look for him.

"Shizi said, if the Lord still wants to have a little blood and affection, please let the child go. Never go to him and never break his identity. "

"Impossible!" King Fulin slapped his hands on the cage of the water prison, but he also ran away from his hands in spite of the creaking current, which made him skin and flesh.

His old yellow eyes, staring at Kong Yin, said coldly, "that's my grandson. His father has no ambition, but he still has hope!"

"He must inherit the mantle of my king Fulin. Only good students can cultivate it..."

"There is no hope." Air voice elder Leng Leng interrupts King Fulin's words, "this child was born and has become a monk."

"It's the degree of shaving given by the king's son."

"His mother died in childbirth because of all her worries."

Empty voice words cold way, "the son of the world is also year-round accumulation worry, the body is getting worse."

"So less than a month after he became a monk, he also died."

King Fulin slapped the cage heavily and said coldly, "I won't admit it."

"What are you going to do?" When air voice's face turned cold, it was hard to show a trace of anger. "Are you still in jail? Still want to cultivate your own grandchildren, take a road of life and death

"Why do you dominate other people's lives!"

"Then why do you rule him and let him shave and become a monk when he was born? Have you asked him his own will?"

Elder Kong Yin is silent.

They do not have a say in this matter.

"How are you doing?"

"I must see him!" Fulin said with a cold face.

Since he knew the existence of this grandson, he was brought back from the sky.

However, chess is always a bad move.

Kong Yin, the old monk, took his grandson away first. He had no choice but to let people chase him all the way to get him back.

The weirdest thing is that he knows that his grandson has been staying by the little princess, but his people have secretly looked for him several times, and each time they are empty.

It's as if his whereabouts have disappeared.