He looked at Shura Swamp with his eyes, hoping that the other party would go over and say hello in a low position. Of course, he would not give too much face to swamp today. After all, he would not give too much in front of so many people. After all, his beloved children are all around him... and they cannot be disappointed.

In short, it was all the fault of that woman. If it weren’t for the news that she picked up her father and son, the identity of the swamp would not have been so embarrassing. So Shura Swamp suffered aggrieved, it was all his mother’s fault…

No wonder others.

Shura Swamp did not respond to the Qiubo who might be Shura Yacon, who might be his father or his brother.

That handsome and elegant man was once the man who wanted to do his best to get a little bit of favor with his family. Now it seems that this is the case.

At such an old age, he is still mingling with the Nascent Soul. The Shura Ben family's resources are piled up, but they have not broken the inner demon and become a god... This qualification...

Bibi Shura Cangyao, a family like a god...

Wow, I really don’t even fit in my shoes.

That's the kind of thing,

Why do you want to show your mighty presence in front of his Shura Swamp?

"Why, Brother Swamp, are you afraid of close relatives? Why don't you come to pay homage to your father?" Shura Leiqi blinked smartly and smiled gently.

Shura Yacong snorted coldly, obviously the eye drop was on.

Shura Swamp smiled. This is a pattern of little women playing house fighting, even women like Xia Xiaoguai Wu Sulan are reluctant to do it. Shura Ben's family is really declining.

Suddenly there was a sadness.

Is it true that no matter how powerful the family was, it would face such a day...

"Brother Swamp..." Shura Leiqi asked in confusion.

Everyone around him whispered: "I heard that he is...his mother is...he has been...so he doesn't understand the style of aristocratic families...so he..."

Shura Yacong said: "You have been back for so many days, why haven't you come to my family? Why haven't you come to pay homage to me?"

Shura Marsh showed a playful smile on his handsome face: "Brother, have you forgotten? You can be happy by your peers! I am the God of Transformation, and you are just the Nascent Soul."

Strength determines everything!

"You...sick son! What did you call me... You are obviously my son..." Shura Yacong suddenly had the urge to vomit blood with his eldest daughter. He thought for a long time, but never thought that Shura Swamp would say such things.

Although there is no clear explanation to the outside world, the father and son calculated that Shura Swamp must be his son.

Shura Swamp said regretfully: "To be honest, I don't care who you are from, but it's obvious that calling your brother is more cost-effective than calling your father. Well... If possible, I would like to call my grandfather and call him brother... Unfortunately, my ancestors have become gods and ascend to the gods, and there is no chance to ask my mother to practice with both of you, like you two."

Wow...

These words are so violent that they have no friends.

Shura Yacong's eyes were about to fall out, he covered his chest with one hand, and kept gasping loudly, "You dare to say this at the door of Shura's house. You are not afraid of lightning strikes."

"It's okay, I must have such a day. Anyway, I have to go through the qualifications like mys, but you can't do it. With your qualifications that waste resources but don't get any progress, it would be great if you can transform into a god in your life."

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Chapter completed!