Chapter 283 Master Jiu is not a kind person, destined to have the right to live and kill
Chapter 283: Ninth Master is not a good person, and he is destined to be the right to live and kill (second update)
Author: Yirenweihua
Chapter 283: Ninth Master is not a good person, and he is destined to be the right to live and kill (second update)
When Lin Su saw Qiao Luoyan mentioning Pei Yinan, his delicate eyebrows were raised inadvertently, and the faint smile appeared in his eyes.
She suppressed the worries in her heart, was dissatisfied with Pei Yinan who snatched her daughter, and said softly: "As long as he treats you well."
Both of them left a miracle mark of the contract of life and death, and it would be useless if anyone opposed it.
They finally found their daughter and didn't want to make her unhappy.
As long as Pei Yinan is good to his daughter, what else can they pick on?
Yan Zi'ang's elegant and outstanding face showed a worried look, and his calm voice showed a little concern: "Luo Luo, I see that child Pei Yinan, who has the Seven Killings in his destiny, and his killing spirit is very unstable.
He is not a traitor or evil person, but he is cold-blooded and heartless, a cruel and ruthless person, not a good person, and is destined to be the right to live and kill."
Qiao Luoyan's smile on his face was harmless, very clean, well-behaved and ignorant.
She looked like a naughty child, tilted her head and said jokingly: "Coincidentally, we both have a similar smell. I like his temper."
If someone is too kind, it will make her feel uncomfortable.
The sharpness and enchantment between Qiao Luoyan's eyebrows and eyes are all captivating and proud.
Why should she be forcibly instilled by others and be a person who repays grievances with kindness?
Only the weak need sympathy and pity from others. She wants to be a strong person.
Being a strong person is not to swallow his anger, but to be more unscrupulous and not to be stopped by others in anything he does.
Pei Yinan made Qiao Luoyan like the biggest advantage. This person really knows how to make her happy and never interferes with what she wants to do.
If someone must be with her in this life, Pei Yinan will be her first choice.
Qiao Luoyan herself is not a good person. She is vengeful, cruel and selfish, and she is wild and perverted, and she acts crazy. She can cover everything with an innocent face.
However, Master Pei Jiu seems to be noble and gentle, but in fact he is cold-blooded and affectionate. The indifference and alienation in his bones are simply too tempted by her.
Even though Qiao Luoyan was so well-behaved, the perverse aura on her body, the pure and ruthless eyes that were free to switch between pure and ruthless eyes were still captured in her eyes by Yan Zi'an Gen Lin Su.
The head of the Yan family raised his eyebrows and showed a relaxed and gratified smile on his face.
His daughter has been missing for many years, and although she has less intimate with them, her temperament makes him feel comfortable.
The Yan family is not as kind as the outside world recognizes. The responsibilities that the family bears does not mean that they must be good people.
The protection of one's own family is quite serious. As long as the daughter lives well, she will not be bullied. No matter how weird her temperament is or kills others' lives, they will not make them blame him.
The strong are respected, which is a survival rule that everyone in the world understands.
Yan Zi'ang touched Qiao Luoyan's hair warmly, and said with a gentle and domineering voice: "Luo Luo, as long as it is your favorite, your mother and I will accept it."
Qiao Luoyan thought to himself that he couldn't say he liked it, but he just wanted to take the other party for himself and not allow others to peek.
Yan Zi'ang's voice changed: "Luo Luo, every righteous god Fuxi who has been passed down from ancient times has come to the world. There are rumors of the birth of a saint in the ancient martial arts world, which also means that the chaos in the world is about to arise.
Since you are a destined person, you must assume your mission. As parents, we cannot interfere in your affairs, but you must remember that no matter what you encounter, the Yan family will always stand behind you."
mission?
Qiao Luoyan narrowed his beautiful eyes and inexplicably resisted it.
She ignored the disdain and rejection in her heart, did not want to discuss this topic, and raised her eyebrows and asked, "Isn't the Yan family not in the world?"
Yan Zi'ang's face was solemn: "Disaster is about to arise, and the Siam power has penetrated in again. When the time comes, the Yan family will be born again."
Qiao Luoyan suddenly said, "Can you tell me about the Yan family and what happened when I was a child?"
She wanted to know the Yan family and what she looked like when she was a child.
"Of course, baby, I'll show you the photos of your childhood."
Lin Su took out his cell phone and opened the album. There were thousands of photos of Qiao Luoyan when he was a child, with very clear pictures.
The girl in the photo is cute, soft and cute, with delicate and beautiful facial features, and is more agile and beautiful than a doll.
Yan Zi'ang walked behind his wife and daughter, held one in one hand, and accompanied them to look at the photos on their phones.
He responded to the two women from time to time, talking about the past.
Qiao Luoyan had no impression of what they said, but it did not prevent her from feeling the love her biological parents had for her.
The family of three looks very warm and comfortable.
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In the living room.
Pei Yinan, under the attention of several brothers, showed a graceful smile on his face.
His white fingers gently touched him, and the film bandage that Qiao Luoyan personally pasted, made it difficult for him to not pay attention to it.
Pei Bochong knew very well that his younger brother was showing off his inadvertently.
He sighed softly and patted Pei Qinglin on the shoulder: "Let's go, go back to the house to sort out the medicinal materials you will use next."
Pei Qinglin, Pei Ziqian, Pei Tianhao and Pei Yunlin brothers shook their heads at Pei Jiuye and turned around and left.
The more worried they were before, the more they were now.
I thought that Jiu Ye was caught off guard and forced to feed dog food. Who can understand this feeling?
Pei Yinan, who was leaning on the edge of the sofa, looked at their departure backs and asked with a smile: "Do you want me to help?"
Young Master Pei waved his hand and said without looking back: "We don't need to be hurt."
Pei Yinan said with a smile: "It's all Qiaoer's fault. He said he didn't let her talk. This girl's temper has made me spoiled."
He said this without any guilt. When Qiao Luoyan bit it down, he could have avoided it.
In order to satisfy the other party, he could only sacrifice himself.
Pei Yinan thought he would get a shy kiss, but he didn't expect Qiao Luoyan to speak directly.
The other party bit it hard, which he would never have thought.
Pei Ziqian suddenly turned around and pretended to be angry and said, "Xiaojiu, please stop talking. I haven't eaten dinner today, and I'm almost overfed by your dog food."
The pain during medicinal bath and acupuncture was unbearable for Mr. Pei.
He vomited last night and the scene was very embarrassing.
In order to avoid making any more embarrassment, Pei Ziqian didn't have dinner tonight.
Pei Yinan was amused when he heard this: "Brother Ziqian, I still have luxurious dog food. Do you want to eat more?"
Pei Wushou's answer raised his middle finger at him, turned around and took big steps away, releasing the last stubbornness of a single dog.
After watching several brothers walk into the room, Pei Yinan's bright smile calmed down.
His quiet eyes moved to Yan Xiyu and Yan Xuyan, and asked in a low voice: "When will Qiaoer come out?"
Leaning on the wall, the head of the Yan Shao family, who was scattered and lazy, raised his eyes and converged to Pei Yinan not far away.
He said in a light tone: "I don't know."
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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!