The cute male god of Kuai Chuan is mine

Chapter 402 I have a stroke, I can paint mountains and rivers 30
That's right, it was Song Yan, but she didn't have the guts to show up.

Song Yan is obviously quite sophisticated, she recognized Wen Li, and also recognized Xi Hua's very discerning pretty face.

Song Yan's strength is inferior to Wen Fengyun's, so naturally she wants to avoid his edge.

She also hated and was annoyed, but there was nothing she could do.

He could only watch Xi Hua and Wen Li move freely as if they had entered the land of no one.

Song Yan was afraid.

Everyone cherishes their lives, and she is no exception, but now she is torn between her life and revenge.

According to the "excellent tradition" of Wenfu, how much selflessness is there?

Song Yan had no choice but to hurry to find Wen Ling.

As the head of the Wen family, Wen Ling's strength has reached the late stage of the Qing rank, so his own strength is naturally unquestionable.

However, this time Wen Ling was destined to kick the iron plate.Leaving aside Xi Hua's unfathomable strength, Wen Li, who has advanced to the early blue stage, is not something Wen Ling can resist.

As for Wen Li's strength, it must be attributed to Xi Hua.

How can the life essence of pen spirit have no special effect?
When Wen Ling got the news, he was furious.

He didn't go to find anyone, but they delivered it to the door by themselves.

In fact, Wen Ling also had his own thoughts.If he could take that girl for his own use, and let Wen Li recognize his ancestors by the way, then his Wen family would not be in the embarrassing situation of cutting off incense, and would gain a very powerful thug.

Wen Ling's thoughts were destined to be nothing but thoughts.

Xi Hua and Wen Li walked over under Wen Ling's astonished eyes.

Wen Ling stood up excitedly.

"Wen Li, you've worked hard all these years." Wen Ling's first words made both Xihua and Wen Li turn off their appetites.

Wen Ling's face can really be compared with the city wall.

"I know I've suffered for you these years, isn't it? I'm going to let you recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, so you have a root!" Wen Ling felt that he was about to be persuaded.

Wen Li didn't speak.

"As for this young lady, she can stay with you as well, but she needs to do something for the family. Your elder brother just left, and the house is still a bit messy, so don't see outsiders." Wen Ling felt a little embarrassed.

However, both Xihua and Wen Li watched Wen Ling's one-man show with great enthusiasm.

"How is it?" Wen Ling still looked forward.

"Your eldest son was killed by me. Six years ago, you drove Wen Li out of the house, and I brought him up. Now you just say 'hard work' and want people to recognize their ancestors? So that you Wen's family keeps burning incense?" Xi Hua smiled sarcastically, and didn't give any face when he spoke.

"Little girl, be careful with your words." Wen Ling narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"You don't need to bother. I came back just to settle accounts. To recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, you can find someone else." Wen Li just held Xi Hua's hand tightly.

"Wen Li, don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine!" Wen Ling slapped the table angrily.

"I'm not even willing to touch him, who gave you the ability to yell at him?" Xi Hua directly shook the whip that he had been holding in his right hand.

The crisp sound was a little penetrating.

It was only then that Wen Ling noticed that the whip in Xi Hua's hand was still dripping with blood.

"This blood belongs to your daughter." Xi Hua explained casually, "How did you treat Wen Li back then, now give it back to me bit by bit!"

"No, I didn't do anything."

"Song Yan did it, but you didn't acquiesce? Song Yan said to expel Wen Li from Wen's house, didn't you agree without hesitation? Now, you didn't do anything?"

"How do you know so clearly?" Wen Ling couldn't believe it.

(End of this chapter)