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Flicking his sleeves, he also left.

After they left, Lanyu Anhua gritted his teeth tightly, raised his hand and slapped the tabletop, smashing it into pieces.

Did they think he didn't want to come back with those people? However, the situation at the time was that he could bring them back if he wanted to? He couldn't even bring his own daughter back!

Is this something he can control?

"Damn it, Bei Yehan, Sheng Chuxin, this Patriarch will not let you go."

Sheng Chuxin's control is only temporary, he doesn't believe that woman is really that powerful, he doesn't believe that there is no alchemist in this world who can cure Sheng Chuxin's poison!

But now that he has lost Lanyu Weiyin, his daughter who can be used, he still needs to find a replacement, otherwise, all the plans of my uncle will be lost.

But who can be used by him and who is capable?

Suddenly, he thought of a person and couldn't help grinning.

"It's her, Sheng Chuxin, just wait, what you have done to the Patriarch, the Patriarch will definitely let you return it thousands of times in the future!"

He said to the air negatively.

...

A crane landed on the branch of a big tree in the forest, attracting everyone's attention to it.

Lan Yu Lingyin, who had just returned from collecting firewood with a few disciples in the forest, was startled. After looking at the crowd, she quickly put down the firewood and went to take the spirit crane down, her face full of embarrassment.

She didn't expect that there would be a spirit crane coming to her. Isn't this the spirit crane that her father used to send messages to the elder sister or the most important disciples in other families?

Why is it her turn today? She was so flattered!

But how did father find her? What's the matter with her? This is impossible!

My father probably forgot that he had her as a daughter long ago. How could he think of her, or maybe something happened at home? But no matter how big things happen in the family, she can't get involved, right?

The first thing Lanyu Lingyin thought of was a good aunt.

"Lanyu Anhua, I finally remembered that I have this daughter." On the side, Jinfeng whispered beside Sheng Chuxin.

Without her, he lost Lanyu Weiyin again a few days ago. He finally remembered that among the daughters, there was a more useful Lan who couldn't speak clearly, and a new chess piece was born.

Sheng Chuxin just glanced at Lanyu Lingyin, but didn't speak.

On the other side, after Lanyu Lingyin took Linghe in her hands, her face turned pale with fright.

He rushed directly to Sheng Chuxin's side and knelt down with a plop.

"Lingyin, what are you doing?" Sheng Chuxin frowned and asked her.

"Master, please save the disciple's aunt." Lan Yu Lingyin burst into tears, and kowtowed to Sheng Chuxin crying.

She didn't know what happened between Sheng Chuxin and her father, but she knew that her aunt was suffering for Sheng Chuxin now, if she didn't go back, or Sheng Chuxin didn't show up, her father would kill her aunt!

"Ben Sheng..."

"Lanyu Lingyin, do you consider your master to handle housework for you? When your aunt is in trouble, she asks the master to save her. If there is anything wrong with the other disciples' homes, don't they all go to her?" Your master? If that's the case, can the master still be busy?"

Before Suan Sheng Chu Xin could speak, Jin Feng said seriously to Lan Yu Ling Yin from the side.