Gee,” I said, “kid, could you please stop crawling on your relatives? Shao Yu said angrily: "Jian Shengjian is your uncle and Brother Qian is your master. Why do you say you are so mean and want to climb up with your relatives?" "

"I'm not talking nonsense, my master said my father's name is Jingke!" Li Ming is a bit annoying. You can eat rice and talk nonsense, but can dad recognize it casually? I'm not talking about cross talk straight men. Although I am an orphan, I won't be confused about my father, right?

"Stop bragging, Sir Jing, what's your surname?" Xiaoyu looked Tianliang up and down and said, "Your name is Tianming, is that your name that day?" In any case, it's impossible for you to have met Master Jing, let alone talk to him. Doesn't matter anymore. "

"Nonsense, I won't recognize my father!" Tian was very angry and called Shaoyu with one hand to teach him a meal.

"Oh, my God, it seems you didn't eat enough last time!" Yu Yuyiran was not afraid, with a smile on his face, and jumped out in the air with confidence, his right hand with ADHD was regretful but without hair, and he was ready for an attack. Finally, I have "regret" the true meaning of the two words.

"Stop." Ye Chun took one with one hand, separated the two naughty children, and said, "Tomorrow's full name is Jing Tianming, and the fake one is Jingke's own son."

As for whether it is Ye Chun's father who has not considered it, it looks exactly the same. Even if the stick does not have this skill, it must be my own.

"No, brother, are you serious?" Xiao Yu stared at Ye Chun.

"Hmph, how about it, don't you know?" Dawn raised her head proudly.

"As for why he didn't kill Ying Zheng, of course it was because his martial arts was too bad." Before the end of the day, Ye Chun hit the sky like hell.

My heart, Lao Tie, can you tell the truth in front of my son?

When asked, my master said bad things about my father. I'm anxious to wait online if I work hard with him. By the way, my master can do hundreds of thousands.

Oh, the landlord should forget, life is still important.

Spelling, insulting parents, is fighting. By the way, visit the cemetery of your choice and I will pay tribute to you, the revolutionary martyr.

On the top layer, it's dry. When you die, I will worship him as a teacher.

Shaoyu's mood was basically similar to the above answer. She looked at the sky and spoke eagerly to Mingchao, stopped protesting angrily, and didn't want to laugh in her heart. In the end, the relationship between Flesh and Master turns more towards his father.

Although Liming and his father have never met, the intimacy buried in a pool of blood cannot be erased. Fortunately, he had never met Jingke, and Ye Chun also showed unusual respect, but weakly protested: "My father must be very strong, you have seen what a hero can do!"

oh. Ye Chun answered casually. He did not answer the question, but unexpectedly said: "I said, child, you have this power now, your master has taught you." Does Jingke's strength have nothing to do with your strength? "

"Why not?" In the morning, he liked to go against Xiaoyu. "Have you never heard of a tiger father without a dog?" If it weren't for my father's blood, how could I have grown to this extent in such a short period of time? "

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