Princess Against the World

"Ling Luoyu has given the king of Xinjiang, please be safe!"

Dressed in white, the folding fan tapped lightly, Ling Luoyu bowed her head gracefully and smiled.

Xiao Tongzhou was surprised: "This...this is??"

"Brother Tongzhou, what's the matter with you? It's just been a few days since I didn't see you, so you don't know my grandson, right?!"

Ling Bufan replied calmly, but his eyes were full of pride.

Ling Luoyu at this time, and Ling Luoyu a few days ago, can't be on the same day.

"This is Luo Yu?" Xiao Tongzhou got up in surprise: "It's just a few days since I haven't seen you... How can this feel like a rebirth?"

This sentence, Xiao Tongzhou is not flattering, but from the bottom of his heart.

As Ling Bufan's grandson, Ling Luoyu always pays attention and knows him.

In his memory, Ling Luoyu was a condescending dude who walked crookedly, with a slack head and a sluggish head.

Her eyes, no matter what time, are cloudy and dull, with no blood and spirit.

But this person in front of him has melodious eyebrows and clear black eyes, like a meteor dragging the ground, flashing a dazzling light.

The crescent-white clothes are awe-inspiring, as if they were exiled. In their elegance, there is a bloody murderous aura in their bones.

Such a murderous aura came from the depths of the bones and blood.

Therefore, Xiao Tongzhou's heart trembled when he saw Ling Luoyu for the first time.

This person will definitely not be Ling Luoyu.

No matter how Ling Luoyu changed, he wouldn't have such a tyrannical aura.

This is the murderous aura that can only be cultivated by bloody killing, and it is definitely not something that the second-rate dandy young master can cultivate.

Ling Bufan's face was full of pride, but he coughed modestly.

"What a reincarnation, it's not that junk that can't support the wall! It's just that he was beaten up and raised at home for a few days, and the delicious food has become white and fat... Nothing has changed... …”

His face turned cold and he scolded.

"Also, I'll see your friends in a while, give me some peace of mind, don't embarrass me..."

"Yes!" Ling Luoyu responded obediently, sat down beside Ling Bufan, smiled and hooked his lips, the sharpness on his body gradually disappeared.

Xiao Tongzhou laughed shyly and exchanged a few words with Ling Bufan before going to greet the other guests.

Turning his head slightly, Ling Luoyu saw that Ling Bufan was looking at himself with satisfaction.

"Bunny! This is the first time I feel in front of Xiao Tongzhou, raising my eyebrows... What's more, I have been living in his shadow for more than ten years, suffocated to death, and today I can finally raise my eyebrows a little..."

Ling Luoyu wanted to laugh: "Grandpa, you can't do it... I haven't done anything yet, why are you exhaling?"

"Why don't you exhale? Look at the people around us... They all look crooked, they are either black or ugly, or they are short and tall... They don't look like my grandson Ling Bufan, who looks handsome and transparent. red……"

The more Ling Bufan said, the more proud he became, and he straightened his back proudly.

Over the years, every time Ling Luoyu went out with him, he drooped his head, stooped, his eyes were dull, and he was weak.

Those who knew her knew that she was the third young master Ling, but those who didn't knew her thought she was a dog slave who was casually led out from some corner.

This time, no matter what else, just in terms of looks and aura, Ling Luoyu crushed everyone.

How can the old man be unhappy with such a beautiful thing? !