"This child..." The Ancestor of Blood Refinement smiled wryly. He knew very well who it was and said, "Meng Tian, bring her in."
"Yes." Meng Tian brought the little one in.
The little one looked displeased, daddy,
going out to do something so face-slapping,
didn't even call her?
Is this really her own father?
When she came, she first looked at the Ancestor of Blood Refinement, she knew it was her dad,
wearing some mask, it didn't look good at all.
She was thankful that her aesthetic sense was different from her dad's, otherwise, it would be terrible.
She clearly breathed a sigh of relief.
"What on earth are you thinking about?" The Ancestor of Blood Refinement chuckled,
"Nothing, nothing." The little one denied,
"This... my matter..." He Qiong completely didn't know what was happening before her eyes,
she,
also had urgent matters.
The Ancestor of Blood Refinement pointed a finger, and in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House, a lotus appeared,
