My Disciples Are All Villains

Reluctantly bowing his head to recognize his father, he felt ashamed under the Heavenly Master. Reward lottery to waive the privilege once, and the time limit is 20 minutes. If the task fails, the host will be forced to punish the counterfeit goods in front of him-shouting’I have seen the mother on the mother’, my face is completely lost. ‘

Qin Hou was at a loss when he heard the sudden sound of the system, since he had to teach this pretender to knock him down directly on the ground? Why did he want him to call himself father? He clearly has been enough to be a dad, Now I just want to be a relative of Little Darling, OK?

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From the system’s only words, Qin Hou also interpreted a more interesting thing. The punishment for failure is to “recognize the thief as the mother.” That is to say, the little bastard that imitates his appearance to be exactly similar in appearance is actually a girl. The film?

Qin Yuan saw the strange man in front of him–without words, a sharp meaning flashed in his black and white eyes, the invisible silk in his hand rippled like a ripple, immediately shouted: “Answer my question, are you dumb? Tell me , Why can you still maintain the full power here? I only give you ten seconds to consider, let’s see the king without saying anything?”

“Little Lass is so arrogant, do you know your mother?” Qin Hou stared straight at the fake in front of him, said with a smile.

“Why, what?”

The other party could see through his real body in an instant! Qin Yuan’s eyes were wide open and his hair was full of cold hair, since he came to this side of the world, at this time, everything is under his control, he also enjoys this kind of perspective like God Like a pleasant taste. This is also the first time he has encountered such a weird thing, such a terrifying person, could not help feeling a chill in his heart.

For a time, Qin Yuan’s throat was dry, and his voice hoarsely asked, “Who haven’t asked your surname? Who the hell are you?” The mind of the man in front of him, and the old fart he had seen before Great can do comparison, is it possible that this is in the wider world there are people more talented than oneself?

Seeing this Little Lass turned out to be scared by his own pale pale, fright, Qin Hou immediately flicked the big sleeves, deep and unmeasurable one-said with a smile: “Stupid little girl, I am your father, dear.

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