That child was such a small group, and was sleeping obediently at this time, completely unaware of the sufferings of the world.
The Lord of the City looked cold and indifferent, and frowned slightly: "Your son?"
"Yes, the disciple's only bloodline left in the world." Dongfang Xuan's voice carried a hint of excitement and pride.
Although he is about to die, Dongfang Xuan has not lost his bloodline. This child will inherit his ingenuity and wisdom, inherit the sacred bloodline of his Dongfang family, and in eighteen years, he will become a world leader again.
The Lord of the City waved to Li Yaoyao.
Li Yaoyao was horrified, flustered, and at a loss.
She knows that the city lord's cultivation is unpredictable, so is it really okay to carry the child over? Master hurt her so much in the past, shouldn't he treat her like that
The Lord of the City snorted.
Li Yaoyao did not dare to hesitate any longer, and hurriedly carried the child over.
Her eyes did not dare to meet the Lord of the City, so she dodged around, and inadvertently touched Su Luo's eyes.
At this time, Su Luo's bright and beautiful eyes were squinting at Li Yaoyao, with a casual smile in her eyes, which seemed to be full of deep meaning.
Li Yaoyao had a guilty conscience, and when she met Su Luo's eyes again, with a shake of her hand, the child almost fell.
Seeing her like this, the city lord frowned deeply.
"Master..." Li Yaoyao hesitated and called out weakly.
She looked pitiful at this time, like a white lotus after the rain of pear flowers, extremely delicate.
The city lord glanced at her indifferently, and then turned his attention to the baby in her hand. With just one look, the city lord's brows were deeply wrinkled.
Su Luo raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile but glanced at Dongfang Xuan slowly, and asked casually, "Dongfang Xuan, are you sure this child is yours? Why does he look so different from you?"
Before Dongfang Xuan could speak, Li Yaoyao's sharp voice sounded: "Su Luo, what nonsense are you talking about! Do you know what is ruining a person's reputation!"
Li Yaoyao's reaction was too fast and too intense.
"Destroying someone's reputation? What if the evidence is conclusive?" Su Luo looked at her with a half-smile.
She just went to the Mystical Realm of Youlong, and she didn't lose her memory. The things that Li Yaoyao had done to her were still vivid in her mind, so Su Luo never faked any revenge.
Li Yaoyao was anxious.
If the affair between her and that disgusting beggar broke out at this time... Li Yaoyao would feel terrified just thinking about it!
Her hand holding the child trembled slightly, revealing her inner restlessness.
What should we do at this time
Master, to Master!
Li Yaoyao knelt down on her knees, raised her mournful eyes, and stared at the Lord of the City: "Master, it is not a pity for the disciple to suffer humiliation, but Su Luo's accusation is too extreme, not only insulting the disciple, but also the city of Purgatory, and even more insulting. You! I beg the master to be the master of the disciples!"
Li Yaoyao cried so miserably.
Through what happened to Dongfang Xuan just now, she also vaguely knew that the relationship between Master and Su Luo was not an ordinary relationship, but she believed that Master had always spoiled her, so she vowed to fight Su Luo to the death.
The Lord of the City looked at Li Yaoyao with cold eyes, his eyes were calm and dark, as dark as night, without a trace of emotion, but it gave people a feeling of icy coldness.
Li Yaoyao was afraid in her heart, but since she had already decided to fight against Master Su Luo, she could only bite the bullet.