Chapter 722 Recognizing the Daughter [Additional Update 2]

The Holy Lady’s Mansion is located in a sea of ​​flowers. Colorful butterflies are dancing and playing among the flowers. A breeze blows and the fragrance spreads thousands of miles away.

When the group of people came to the door, Xiao Qingmeng trotted out. She shouted, "Is Uncle Xueyu here?"

When Qingwu was leaving , once told her that Feng Hao would come to pick her up and asked her not to leave the Holy Lady's Mansion...

However, standing in front of her was a man she had never seen before. , she was full of doubts, but she felt that this strange man felt familiar.

"Uncle Xueyu?"

Xiao Qingmeng tilted her head and made a confused sound.

In this man, she saw the shadow of that sloppy uncle...

And the two beautiful maids who followed were a little inexplicable. They didn't understand what was going on, especially when Xiao Qingmeng called Feng Hao Xueyu.

How could this handsome young man in front of me be that slovenly burly man named Xue Yu?

The gap between the two is really huge!

"Little Meng'er!"

Feng Hao had a smile on his face, changed into Xue Yu's voice and called out, slowly walking towards the little girl.

“Is it really Uncle Xueyu?!”

Upon hearing this extremely familiar voice, Xiao Qingmeng immediately exclaimed, with an incredible tone in his voice. mean.

Familiar voices, familiar smells, and unfamiliar faces made her unable to turn around for a while.

Then, Feng Hao's face slowly began to change. After a while, a rough face appeared in front of everyone.

Exactly what Xue Yu looked like at that time!

"Uncle Xueyu!"

The little girl didn't hesitate anymore, opened her arms and jumped directly into Feng Hao's arms, sobbing even more.

Although the little girl didn’t know what happened, Qingwu ignored her for several months and looked lost and dejected, which made her very uneasy. Now that she saw Feng Hao, she He simply vented his grievances and cried profusely for a while, his nose and tears smeared all over Feng Hao's clothes.

"Little Meng'er is good, it's okay. Isn't your uncle Xue Yu here?"

Feng Hao comforted the little girl softly, but the effect was But it's not very big, and the result is a lot of trouble.

LookHis panicked look caused ripples to appear in his green heart, and a warmth surged into his cold heart, slowly thawing.

The two maids were stunned. This handsome young man turned out to be the sloppy burly man from before!

Actually, Lan Xun is the one who feels the most aggrieved.

This guy and his daughter gave birth to such a grand niece, and he didn’t even know?

But she was also suspicious, how did the two hook up?

She can’t understand!

"Uncle Xueyu!"

Xiao Qingmeng sobbed and slowly stopped crying. She looked at Feng Hao with hazy eyes and a look on her face. Seriously, "From now on, is it okay for Meng'er to call Xue Yu uncle and dad?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Feng Hao and Qing Wu, their eyes full of doubts.

What is going on?

However, Feng Hao felt a sore nose and his eyes were a little red. He glanced at Qingwu not far away and saw the latter nodding his head without any trace. Suddenly, there was a rush of emotion on his face. Surprised, with a smile, he nodded heavily, "Of course, because I am Xiao Meng'er's father!"

"Dad!"

Xiao Meng'er Er once again threw herself into Feng Hao's arms with red eyes, holding Feng Hao's clothes tightly with both hands, as if she was afraid that Feng Hao would run away.

“Haha!”

Feng Hao laughed, tears welling up in his eyes, he picked up Xiao Qingmeng and spun around in circles, After a while, the little girl was amused by him, leaving one big and one small laughing. Then, Xiao Qingmeng took Feng Hao and walked towards the medicine garden not far away. The butterflies were playing and laughing.

Seeing this scene, Qingwu’s eyes were filled with tears.

Only the two of them know what happened between them. No one else knows, but they don’t ask about the process. After all, there is a perfect ending now, isn’t it?

"Elders, please come in!"

Lan Xun pulled Qing Wu and said politely to the three elders, and the group walked into the hall.

　...

Inside the Shadow Temple...

The Shadow Lord closed his eyes and meditated, and all the elders also looked cautious. They were sitting in their respective positions, and the scene was very quiet.

"What should we do now?"

After a long time, the Shadow Lord opened his eyes and asked calmly.

If the saint isThe loss to the Shadow Demon Cult was undoubtedly huge, but they could not afford to offend the Feng family in the Imperial City. Therefore, when the Shadow Lord asked questions, all the elders were silent, and no one Make a sound.

"What? Everyone is mute now?"

The Shadow Lord's eyes were sharp, scanning the entire audience, and his words gradually became colder.

When these guys forced their own daughters, all of them were very convincing. Now that they have to take responsibility, these guys are dumb!

In response to his anger, the elders could only bear it silently and did not dare to say a word.

Who would have known that Qingwu would be the daughter-in-law of the Feng family in the Imperial City? If they knew, even if they had a hundred courages, they wouldn't dare to force the marriage!

The strange thing is, since Qingwu refused, why didn’t he say it?

They are also very unclear about this.

But it’s too late to say anything now. The marriage has been forced and the person has been offended. If the Feng family really wants to pursue the case...

They shudder just thinking about it. !

There is only one ending waiting for the Shadow Holy Cult, destruction!

Therefore, what they have to consider now is not how to retain the saint, but how to prevent the Feng family from being held responsible for this matter!

Think about it from another person’s perspective. If such a thing happened to you, you would never forgive it easily!

As for the people of the Feng family, they are not familiar with them, but...

"Holy Master, I think the top priority is to stabilize the saint's emotions first, otherwise... ."

A senator stood up and said in a deep voice.

"How to be stable?"

The Shadow Lord's tone became colder and colder, and he looked at him with squinted eyes.

These guys first forced the marriage, and just now, if Feng Hao hadn’t arrived in time, they would have forced Qing Wu to death!

Who can bear this kind of thing?

Moreover, now because of these things, he doesn’t even know how to see Qingwu.

Don’t have that face!

"Give them a complete wedding, maybe, something bad can turn into something good..."

" The elder's eyes were shining with light.

"Wedding?"

The Shadow Lord was stunned and his expression softened slightly.

“That’s right!”

That veteranHe nodded, "The Holy Lord is also the biological father of the Saint. As long as they can get married happily, then it is possible that our Shadow Holy Cult can board the Feng family's big ship..."