Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

In the mirror, her face was pale, the girl was stunned, and her forehead appeared... the scarlet three-point red plum makeup, which was more red than the tattoo sticker of the same style of sister Wan'er.

No matter how hard you rub it, you can't move it, and the surrounding skin turns red without fading, like a tattoo carved into the skin.

The palm is attached to the mirror, and the cold touch flows along the fingertips.

"I, am I the chosen one! I will not be a reproductive tool for marriage."

Dao Yun didn't know the specific function of the three plum blossoms, but she had a hunch: this might be the key to change her fate.

She lowered her voice: "The world is filthy again!"

Then, turn on the long-lost clockwork on the phone and talk about it.

……

……

The sound of water flushing in the toilet kept coming, so Yan Ce would not be careful to care about a beautiful little girl.

At most, let this child pay more attention in his next life.

At this moment, the front door of the villa was opened, and a middle-aged man with a tired expression was changing shoes at the door.

Yan Ce picked up today's newspaper and leaned against the back of the sofa: "You're welcome, treat it like your own home...how do you call it?"

Strange man: "...Xie Yi."

"Oh, you are Dao Yun's father, right?"

"Ah."

The man looked suspicious, and looked at the boy, thinking that he might belong to his daughter, so he didn't call the police immediately, even though the boy had weird colors flowing all over his body.

"I'm Daoyun's baby boy, a part-time male mother in a bar. First time meeting, male father."

Completely ignoring the side effects of dying together, he carried out suicide revenge on the Xie family girl, and then Yan Ce stretched out his hand with an unaffected smile.

then.

The room felt a little "yooooo" and became more and more anxious in the blink of an eye. The man opposite took a half step back, suspecting that he had gone to the wrong world, and the amount of information could not be accepted.

"Where is Dao Yun!"

Yan Ce laughed and said, "She is flushing the toilet by herself. It has been flushing for half an hour and she is still flushing."

"what!!!"

Yan Ce looked "joyful", walked to the door of the toilet, the sound of flushing water had stopped, and knocked on the door.

"Is it over?"

"Quick, it's almost over! Teacher, take a rest first, it will be over soon, um... wait a little longer."

Xie Yi clenched his fists and looked gloomy: "Dao Yun, do you know where we put our boning knife? Dad wants to peel a fruit for you."

"Dad, Dad... Dad!"

The girl on the inside looked like a cat with blown hair, sitting on the edge of the toilet seat, her hair standing out.

Xie Daoyun opened the door carefully, Yan Ce leaned against the door and remained silent, while Xie Yi walked over with a rolling pin in his hands.

"Teacher... I will pay for your painting."

"..."

"Teacher save me!"

A voice with strong will sounded, and a little scarlet plum blossom quietly disappeared from his forehead.

Yan Ce's expression was astonished, as if restrained by force, his body subconsciously stood in front of the girl, and he clamped Xie Yi's wrist with one handsome hand.

Chapter 9 Times have changed, my lord

Although the out-of-control body was regained by Yan Ce after a few seconds, the body's involuntary out-of-control reaction still made Yan Ce feel uneasy for a while.

The door of the toilet was opened a crack, and a pair of eyes quietly observed the battle situation.

"Teacher, I am touched."

"If I can't move, I will beat you with your father now."

Yan Ce laughed stiffly, looking at the well-hidden young girl, her smile was kind, as gentle as a passer-by, and it was the one of Huang Quan's guide.

then.

Xie Yi's wrist was restrained and he couldn't move, his face became more and more ugly.

"Boy, how many years have you cultivated?"

"Ashamed, ashamed, I have only practiced for 20 years, and I am not as good as my predecessors. You are always strong and strong, and one is worth ten."

"20 years old, this hand strength is not small."

As Yan Ce let go, Xie Yi put down his rolling pin, fully implemented the basic principle of "seeking common ground while reserving differences" when he was unable to defeat the opponent, and gave up chasing and killing his daughter.

"I am born to be useful, and my destiny is up to me... I thought the teacher was a black mountain old demon-style high-cold villain, but in fact, it is a dragon that can grant me a hundred wishes if I summon it with all the conditions!"

Xie Daoyun, whose consciousness has already been filled with brain power, walked out of the safe house-like toilet and sat on the sofa.Immediately, seeing Yan Ce and his father seeming to say "little comrade, your political affiliation has not yet been verified by the organization", he stood up again after a while.