At these words, Ling Sheng's heart felt as if he had been hammered hard with an iron pestle again, and he felt a dull pain.
Baili Feiyue did not continue arguing with Ling Ruolan, but turned back to look at Ling Sheng again.
"Dad, I just poisoned myself and killed those who wanted to take my life. You think I'm vicious and I've let you down. But what about the second sister? How many innocent people have she killed in order to achieve her goal?
Man! The time of the 'epidemic' in Chengdu is no different. This time... the stumps of the baby in the belly of the venomous snake raised by the false saintess from southern Xinjiang who challenged me were personally delivered into the mouth of the snake by my good third sister!"
Ling Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly.
Baili Feiyue slowly knelt down and said, "Dad, you are her father. You can forgive her without any principles or bottom line, but I can't."
"It's okay that you feel sorry for her. I can understand it. But," he lowered his head slowly, "my daughter's heart is also made of flesh. Thinking about it, sometimes it's really chilling and heartbreaking. She is also your daughter, and in your heart
Why is there such a big difference in location..."
She murmured in a low voice, "Dad, I'm not forcing you. But if you insist on letting me detoxify her, dad, you should end the father-daughter relationship with your daughter! Your daughter's heart will never die, and she will be kissed by you again and again.
Among the other sisters, my father became the one who was given up. My daughter won’t be able to bear it either, and my daughter won’t be able to bear it either!”
Ling Sheng didn't speak for a long time.
The whole person was cut into pieces with thousands of swords, but that's all.
Suddenly, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Pain deep in my heart.
And Ling Ruolan's gaze at Baili Feiyue was like an ice pick.
I wish I could poke thousands of holes in her!
Bitch!
This sharp-tongued bitch really uses this move to attack her heart very well!
For a long time, Ling Sheng's voice on the bed seemed to come from another world.
"Jing'er, you can cure the poison on her face. I will build a Buddhist practice hall in my house, and I will not let her step out of the temple in my lifetime..."
Baili Feiyue raised her head and laughed in a very low and uncertain mood.
"Dad, I still feel sorry for my second sister."
She put her hands on the ground, bent over, and hit her forehead heavily on the ground.
That sound seemed to hit the tip of Ling Sheng's heart, causing extreme pain.
He kowtowed again and said, "Dad, take care of yourself. From now on, my daughter will not be able to fulfill her filial piety by your side."
Then he said, "Your health has been damaged this time, and you will definitely feel uncomfortable every time the weather changes in the future. I will leave a prescription for conditioning. Remember to take the medicine on time."
He stood up slowly and said, "Dad, in this life, I did not become the most perfect daughter in your heart. I am very sorry and very sad. If there is another life, I will work hard to make you like me more."
Ling Sheng, a majestic eight-foot-tall iron-blooded man, had blood-red eyes because of her last words.
"Jing'er!" The two words were torn out, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood.
Baili Feiyue didn't look back and walked straight out.
"Master! Third Miss!" Ling Yi called out to Baili Feiyue while checking on Ling Sheng. He wished he could become two people and stop Third Miss!
Baili Feiyue had not walked a few steps when she saw the man in black robe behind the screen lazily leaning against the carved pear bookshelf.
"I don't want you anymore?"
"come over."
The man held her within his reach.
Baili Feiyue stretched out her hand, hugged the man in front of her, buried her head in his chest, and nodded vigorously.
He pressed her forehead and asked, "Are you stupid?"