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uncle. "

As soon as these words came out, Shan Ling was stunned, she looked at Chanrong in disbelief, looked him up and down a few times, and rolled her eyes.

"Even if you want to give yourself gold, this high branch is something you can't reach. You don't look at yourself in the mirror before you speak. You have something special besides good looks, and you dare to think that you are related to Bo Hui Zun!" I bother!"

She laughed at Chanrong for a long time, seeing that Chanrong didn't say a word, nor was she angry, she felt a little strange in her heart, and began to want to compete.

She was angry and wanted to find out who Chanrong was talking about, and use the other party's status to mock Chanrong for really daring to think.

Then she turned her back to Chanrong and earnestly snapped her fingers, trying to recall who could count as Uncle Yiling 1000 years ago.

Thinking about it carefully, when the Demon Queen was born, the Bo Hui clan had already been in the cloud for many years.The little baby is young, and the uncle he can recognize must have been in the mortal world at that time... Looking at it this way... there is only one who is more suitable for the identity of that uncle...

Thinking of that person, Shan Ling's tongue suddenly stopped moving.