Han Bao staggered, and an uncontrollable sadness appeared on his handsome face. "Thirteen, when I first met you, you were just a child carved in jade. At that time, I loved you and tolerated you as my own sister. After so many years, such feelings have never Change."

He paused: "I know you are the daughter of an evildoer. The blood relationship is greater than the sky. But does the evildoer really love you? Have you ever thought that he is your biological father, and he is your father's love? Is it really selfless love?"

"He threw such a young you into the Palace of Military Intelligence, and didn't allow you to call him father openly. He taught you to hate your enemies, but never taught you how to love others and yourself. He imposed his life beliefs on you, Never cared what kind of revenge you might get."

"Thirteen, not everyone is worthy of being a parent in this world." Han Bao turned around, looking at her with clear eyes, "You are not stupid, you have been with my mommy all these years, you should know my mom How do you love your child? If you are sick, even if she is not in good health, she will stay up at your bedside until your fever subsides before she can sleep peacefully."

"Thirteen, my mommy has no desires or desires for you. Her most flat wish is for you to grow up healthy and happy. How can you treat her like this? How can you?"

He became agitated as he spoke, and finally hit the wall with his fist. He turned into an angry growl: "Thirteen, I regret it so much. I regret my kind thoughts at that time and begged my mommy to take you in. I should have listened to my daddy. I shouldn't have taken you in at that time, and I wouldn't kill you now. So many innocent people."

Thirteenth Sister stared blankly at Han Bao, she had nothing to say.

It's just that amidst Han Bao's condemnation, her indifferent pupils seemed to have a little warmth.

Han Bao took a long breath, and finally pulled out a small flying knife. His eyes were weeping blood, and he stared at Thirteen viciously.

"If I don't punish you, how can I be worthy of so many undead?"

Thirteenth Sister sniffled and said in a low voice: "You kill me. Anyway, I've made money for being alive all these years."

Han Bao's hand holding the flying knife was shaking.

The sisters all stared fixedly at Han Bao. Like Han Bao, they were conflicted and conflicted.

At this moment, the door behind him opened with a clang. I saw Lan Xi walking in wearing a handsome jumpsuit and holding a special crossbow.

When the sisters saw the familiar crossbow, their eyes widened.

"Who is she? Why does she have the big sister's crossbow in her hand?"

Lan Xi walked in front of the sisters, her expression was determined, her eyes determined.

She said to her sisters: "Thirteen swore to die as a monster. Why do you still support her?"

The sisters shook their heads.

Wushuang stood up: "Of course we are opposed to Thirteen working for the evildoer, but we just hope that she can find her way back."

Lan Xi looked at Shisan, Shisan looked like a lost lamb. With a touch of deadly innocence.

Lan Xi raised his crossbow and pointed the arrow at Thirteen.

Those who couldn't be defended in time, the arrows were shot out densely, and all of them hit Shisan's knees. Thirteen was forced to kneel on the ground.

A flash of pain flashed in Han Bao's eyes, but he quickly adjusted the emotion he shouldn't have.

The sisters just looked at Lanxi in surprise, wondering why she was so determined to punish Thirteen for Han Bao? But their intuition told them that Lanxi's identity was not simple.