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Chapter 1717 Saintess

Hong Yuhao and those people went to the hospital together, and they also had something to do together. These boys were all treated in the same mental hospital. After Zi Xuan took away these entangled souls last night, they were all cured.

At that time, Hong Yuhao must have known that these people had the same situation as him.

Generally speaking, if several people encounter danger together, and the people Hong Yuhao knows have had something wrong again. So, should he worry about whether Tongtong also encounters the same situation?

But looking at Hong Yuhao's appearance, he seemed to know from the beginning that Tongtong would not have anything to happen. Moreover, when Hong Weisheng mentioned Tongtong just now, he did not ask "How is she?" or "Is she okay?", but asked where she was, which seemed a bit unreasonable.

It can be seen that what he cares about is not whether Tongtong is in danger, or that he has confirmed that she will not be in danger, and only cares about where she is now.

On the other hand, Hong Weisheng seemed to have not noticed this at all, but answered the question irrelevantly and told Hong Yuhao that Tongtong was fine.

After hearing this, Hong Yuhao did not react too much to this, but said to Hong Weisheng: "Dad, you didn't make things difficult for Tongtong, right?

Where is she now?"

Looking at Hong Yuhao's current appearance, he seemed to have returned to normal, and his eyes seemed much calmer when he spoke.

Could it be that this is the power of love?

Is he suppressed the negative impact of losing his courage because of his concern for Tongtong?

Zixuan looked at Hong Yuhao who suddenly seemed very calm, then looked at Tang Feng again and blinked at him.

Tang Feng nodded slightly.

He did not expect that a playboy like Hong Yuhao would care so much about Tongtong. He originally thought that Tongtong was just one of his many girlfriends, and even if Tongtong left, it was nothing to Hong Yuhao.

Seeing that Hong Yuhao cared about Tongtong so much, Hong Weisheng seemed even more displeased. He coughed softly and said, "After something happened to you, Tongtong left by herself. Now no one knows where she went, so why would I make things difficult for her?

But now, I need to find her and ask her to take Miss Zixuan to Nangaoli again. If you ask me where she is, I also want to ask you, do you know how to find her?"

Hong Yuhao was obviously relieved when he heard this. It could be seen that as long as Hong Weisheng didn't do anything to Tongtong, he would be relieved. This also proved that he was sure that if Tongtong had something, it would only be the Hong family who could target her, and it was definitely not related to the hospital he went to.

Faced with Hong Weisheng's question, Hong Yuhao had no intention of answering it, but just rolled his eyes, as if thinking about what words to deal with it.

Hong Weisheng couldn't help but ask, "Do you know what her real name is?

I am not talking about Xu Zhaodi, but her true identity!”

Hong Yuhao still didn't say anything, but his eyes blinked twice quickly.

Tang Feng could see that Hong Weisheng was talking, and Hong Yuhao didn't feel any surprise, as if he knew that Tongtong had another identity, and that Xu Zhaodi's name was fake.

Zixuan also realized this and showed a smile on her face.

This matter seems to be getting more and more interesting.

They all thought that Tongtong used her fake identity to deceive Hong Yuhao, but looking at Hong Yuhao's appearance, he knew everything.

Hong Weisheng also thought of this, and while a little surprised, he seemed even more angry. Hong Mingzhe saw that his father looked unhappy, for fear that he would accuse Hong Yuhao again, so he quickly said to him: "Yuhao, you don't seem to be surprised at all about Tongtong. Did you know everything about her long ago?

Do you know she didn't have any trouble like you?"

Although he didn't want to answer Hong Weisheng's question, when facing his brother's question, Hong Yuhao had no intention of resisting. He nodded with a natural expression on his face and said, "Tongtong wouldn't have any trouble at that time. She is a saint. No matter how monsters or monsters, it would be impossible for her to hurt her."

Although he did not answer any questions about Tongtong's real name and identity, his words had already had a very obvious effect.

"Holy, Saint?"

Hong Mingzhe didn't believe in his ears very much. He repeated these two words, his tongue was a little knotted, and his face showed a very incredible expression.

How come the word "saint" sounds like a particularly unrealistic feeling?

Hong Weisheng was also stunned, but immediately, the vague anger on his face seemed to be unable to suppress it.

Originally, he had a very big opinion of Tongtong, but now when he heard Hong Yuhao's words so unreliable, he was naturally angry.

Ji Ning and Shangguan, who had never spoken, just sat next to him and listened quietly when they thanked Tang Feng when the Hong family and his son thanked him. No matter what the few people said, they had no intention of interrupting.

Hearing Hong Yuhao say this, Shangguan's mouth slightly raised, obviously wanting to laugh. Ji Ning also leaned towards her slightly, lowered his voice and said, "Is there still a saint now?"

Shangguan still looked a little funny and said, "It's gone a hundred years ago."

Ji Ning also smiled softly and said, "The last saint in our family seems to be from my grandparents."

Regarding the saint, it once existed among the martial arts sects or ancient families.

Not only among martial arts practitioners, but also throughout the history of China, many people believe that pure women have mysterious powers and can protect one side, so there are legends of saints in many places.

These women were selected through different ways. Although they had different methods and were strange in their eyes, without exception, they were all beautiful girls. When they were young, they were identified as saints and had to be unable to contact men for the rest of their lives and maintain virginity. It is said that only in this way can they have that powerful mysterious power.

In fact, the so-called "saint" is just a kind of spiritual sustenance and psychological comfort. If something really happens, what can a group of teenage girls do?

I can't say who protects whom! I'm so pitiful to these girls, but for such absurd reason, they were imprisoned for the rest of their lives, lived a life that was merciless, and they lost the right to love and love forever.

It can be said that the existence of the "saint" is just a backward product in the backward history that was originally lagging.
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