In Lin Du's eyes, a bright light seemed to fly as it grabbed the sword, saying, "Quick, tell me."
As the child touched his spine, he said, "The child doesn't know whether they should answer you."
There was a strong presence in Lin Du's heart; the answer was very important to him. He hurriedly said, "Happy festival, I want to know!"
Like a child, "I think I was the first to leave the mountain to you. I saw a photo in your house. The person in the photo is black."
The eyes of the forest seemed to be cut by lightning, the mind became chaotic, the body uncontrollably trembled and the teeth shivered as well.
After a while, Lin Fei returned to his mind; he felt extremely excited, the soul power in his body released unrestrainedly like a volcanic eruption, a massive surge, the earth trembled, a circle of light dispersed, the wind flickered, the earth and mountains collapsed, the ground shook.
Lin Dun ignored, shouting, "You think he is my father, impossible!"
