After being shocked, everyone burst into laughter. After all, the little girl was too young to speak like a child. Maybe she just said it casually without knowing the true meaning of the sentence.
Ximenlang smiled, "That's not possible, my brother has a wife, and there is more than one." As he spoke, he glanced at Rose, Suzaku, Muto Xianghui, and Mako who had removed the human skin mask to reveal her pretty face.
, that means, you see, they are all my wives.
Although Li Jia is young, she is quite smart. "Oh, I know, these beautiful sisters are all my brother's wives... Then my brother will definitely not fall in love with me. It doesn't matter. You can be my father..."
Sweat, the little girl changes so fast, she is downgraded from a wife to a daughter in just one breath! Ximen Lang sighed secretly and said quickly: "No, I can't raise a daughter as big as you."
Li Jia became tearful again and said pitifully: "This won't work, that won't work either, do you dislike me... If you really dislike me, then I won't go anywhere, I will just stay here with you.
Dad, you might as well die here."
Seeing her like this, Ximen Lang couldn't help but feel soft, and sighed secretly, helping others to the end and sending Buddha to Xiba. He said hurriedly: "Don't... Jiajia, please don't think like this. Okay, you can be my sister."
Well, you can come with me."
"Well...brother is so kind..." Li Jia broke into tears and smiled.
Just like that, Ximen Lang, who had done good deeds, got a little sister. He waved his hand and said, "Get in the car, let's go back."
Everyone got in the car, left the funeral parlor, and returned to the main helm of Huamen. After hearing that the main sect leader had returned, Xiao Qijue came to the Juyi Hall and gathered around Ximenlang to greet each other. The most caring person among them was Rao Yingping, who was dressed in a gorgeous dress.
My wonderful eyes were on him, and I noticed Mako at the same time. I thought to myself, the master of the sect is really a romantic figure, and he has returned with a beautiful woman.
After chatting for a while, Ximenlang ordered his men to arrange accommodation for Zhenzi and Li Jia. Zhenzi frowned and said in Japanese: "I want to live with you and not go to another room."
Rose and Huamen Jiujue and others were proficient in Japanese. They broke into sweat after hearing these words. This girl is so fierce. She is so direct.
Ximenlang was embarrassed for a while and quickly responded in Japanese, "You go over first, I will go over to see you later."
On the other side, Li Jia timidly said: "Brother, I don't dare to live alone."
Ximenlang comforted him: "Jiajia, it's okay. Brother, find someone to accompany you." He turned around and said, "Auntie, this child is very pitiful. Please take care of her."
Aunt Liao nodded, "Don't worry, just leave her to me."
Ximenlang waved his hand and said: "Everyone is tired, let's take a rest..."
Everyone dispersed, and only Ximen Lang and Elder Feng were left in Juyi Hall. The two decision-makers of Huamen discussed the future direction of Huamen...
At night, with the cool breeze blowing, Mako sat on a round stool, his arms as tender as snow lotus roots resting on the rosewood table, holding his cheeks in his hands, looking out the window, thinking silently.
The surrounding environment was so unfamiliar. They were all made of Ming Dynasty hardwood furniture, carved round tables, asymmetrical antique shelves, and beds with gauze curtains. She had only seen these on TV, but she didn't expect that she would now be among them.
The door creaked open, and Mako's heart was filled with joy, and he looked over with excited eyes. The handsome young man standing at the door was his sweetheart, Ximen Lang, the head of the Huamen.
"You're finally here..." Zhenzi exclaimed, stood up, ran over, and threw herself into her lover's arms.
Ximen Lang said with some guilt: "I kept you waiting for a long time."
Zhenzi lay in his arms and said as gently as water: "It's good if you come."
"Let's talk on the bed."
"Um……"
Ximenlang walked over with the girl in his arms and placed Zhenzi on the bed covered with brocade quilt. With a wave of his arms, the pink gauze curtain fell, and the bed turned into an independent world, full of dreams. He lowered his head and kissed Canruo passionately.
Zhaoxia's girlfriend, how could he hold his hand against such a charming girl?
After a while, the clothes of the two men were gone, and they looked like white sheep. Mako's emotions were gradually aroused, his bright eyes opened slightly, his body became hot, and he moaned, "I want...give it to me..."
"Coming..." Just when Ximen Lang was about to drive straight in, a scream came from outside, causing him to stop immediately, "Wait..." He quickly put on his clothes, ducked out of the gauze tent, and jumped
He came to the window, opened it and ran towards the source of the sound.
In an instant, Ximen Lang came to the northeast corner of the yard and saw more than a dozen members of the Huamen gathered under a big tree. He asked hurriedly: "What happened?"
Everyone turned their heads and saw him coming. A member of the Hua Sect said: "Go back to the chief sect, a brother is dead."
Ximenlang frowned, "What, let me take a look."
Everyone stepped aside. Ximen Lang took two steps forward and looked over. He saw a man lying on his side on the ground, his face was ashen and his eyes were closed tightly. He bent down and stretched out his hand to check the other person's pulse. It had stopped beating. It was obvious that the man's pulse had stopped beating.
He was already dead. However, the strange thing was that there were no wounds on the body.
Weird thing, how could this happen? Ximen Lang was puzzled. He turned the body over and turned it over again. He still didn't see any wounds. This is impossible. How could he die for no reason? Besides, I clearly heard screams.
Sound.
Ximen Lang did not give up. He took off the top and shirt of the deceased and inspected them carefully. It was late at night and the visibility was very poor. Fortunately, he had golden eyes and could see very clearly. Finally, he saw behind the deceased.
The faint purple handprint made him secretly guess who was responsible for the murder. His martial arts skills were so high that he actually killed my subordinate with one palm.
In doubt, Ximenlang put his hand on the spine of the deceased and felt each one. The bones were all intact and there were no breaks. It was strange that the bones were not broken. How could a person be dead?
More and more people gathered around, and they were all shocked when they found the corpse on the ground. However, seeing the solemn look on the head of the sect, they did not dare to make any noise, and there was silence.
After a while, Ximenlang turned the deceased over again and put his hands on his chest. He moved his hands back and forth. He felt that the ribs were not broken. However, there seemed to be something wrong inside the chest. His expression changed and he moved his hands back.
The heart of the corpse was gradually pressed down. As the palm of his hand moved downward, the surprise on his face became more and more intense.
At this time, the Huamen Jiujue also rushed here. Seeing his expression, Diao Yuanqian hurriedly asked: "Chief Sect Master, have you found out the cause of death?"
Ximen Langshou left and said in a deep voice: "The deceased did not have any external injuries, but, as expected, his internal organs were shattered with the force of someone's palm..."