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197. Is this the Pope of the Wuhun Temple today?!(3/3)

She accepted it with a smile!

But at this moment, behind her, a man wearing a black robe who couldn't see his face clearly came out, and the elegant and beautiful woman's voice suddenly sounded:

"My grandparents, have you ever seen a young man?"

Ning Fengzhi seemed to have thought of something, subconsciously glanced at Yu Yuanzhen on the other side, but found that the other party's eyes were full of unexpected expressions.

This made Ning Fengzhi feel a little confused.

no...

What's your surprise?

What did you predict?

All kinds of doubts were accumulated in Ning Fengzhi's heart, which made Ning Fengzhi dare not answer easily for a moment.

Similarly.

For Yu Yuanzhen, who thinks he sees through everything...

Does he need an answer?

unnecessary!

How could the people in the Wuhun Palace not know where their genius is?

Now asking, it’s just a matter of overshadowing the truth!

It is even possible that I want to take this opportunity and drag him or the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect into the water!

but...

He has changed his position now!

Unfortunately, these people in the Wuhun Hall don’t know!

If you are wrongfully killed...

Yu Yuanzhen thought that was the most unlucky thing.

Therefore, Yu Yuanzhen also imitated Ning Fengzhi and pretended not to hear anything without saying a word.

The scene was strangely in silence.

The soul beast not far away is also silently eating melons and waiting for the result...

Weird peace.

Weird quiet.

But whether it was Bibi Dong or Qian Daoliu, the unhappy look in his eyes made the already dead atmosphere even more silent...

This also made Ning Fengzhi, who already felt something was wrong, even more afraid to speak.

The same is true for Yu Yuanzhen.

Everything seems to be in a vicious cycle.

But at this moment...

"If you are talking about Lu Yuan, then I've seen him!"

While talking, Ning Rongrong raised his white little hand, almost scaring Ning Fengzhi, who was waiting and watching, was heart attacking.

But at this moment, whether it is blocking or concealing, it is meaningless.

Ning Fengzhi could only take a wait-and-see attitude to protect his bold daughter when necessary.

Unexpectedly...

Before Qian Renxue could speak, Ning Rongrong took the initiative to run to her side, sniffed it gently, and a trace of confidence flashed through her crystal clear eyes.

"I believe you know him more now!"

"The smell of you..."
Chapter completed!
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