Yuebei suddenly patted her with a palm: "Dare you insult my mother! They are masters and apprentices, not a couple!"

Yuebei's two big eyes were round and slick, her face flushed, and she was obviously angry.

Yue Wushen waved his son's offensive with a light wave.

When he heard Yue Beibei's words, his face changed slightly, and the light flashed in his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"Hey, why do you look like a calculation? Is it because my mother didn't get married that made you very upset? Afraid that my mother would take my father away? Let you lose your father again?"

Yue Beibei's face I understand you very well, you have to fool me.

In fact, it seems to be right.

He already recognized Yue Wuyi as his half-brother ...

Yueyi subconsciously touched his face.

What does he look like now?

Can you see that? ?

"Yuebei, don't you want to lose your father?"

Yue Wuyi touched his head.

Yuebei gave him a defensive look: "Of course!"

He had a small chest: Wuyue Xiangyue's battle book: "I might as well tell you that I will help my mother get my father back!"

What a great aspiration!

Yue Wuyi couldn't help but admire his son.

He looked at him coolly and said, "What if-can't you grab it back?"

Yuebei stunned and slumped: "Hum, look down on me! I will surely grab my dad back!"

Yue Beibei fisted a little fist, full of confidence.

Alas, the son is crazy, he likes it!

He deliberately poured cold water on his son: "What a man robs of depends on strength, and he can't be successful if he talks big. Baby, do you have this strength?"

He lifted his hand, and a light purple light emitted, like a bright purple rainbow falling in the lake

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