Chapter 1775: shut up!

The first thousand seven hundred and seventy-five chapters, shut me up!
The white innocent car is a seven-person car. The shell does not see anything unusual, but there is no hole in the inside. At least the location is spacious enough.
White innocent, Ye Yuhua, and Xiao Zheng are two people, and the four people sitting inside are not too crowded.
To stay in peacetime, Xiao Zheng will definitely study the spirit of martial arts with the old monk. Interview how he jumped out of the eight levels and went to the highest peak...
But there is no such environment at the moment, and the old monk is afraid of no mood.
"Azhen, this matter has nothing to do with you." White unvoiced voice is mild.
Why are you coming in?

The descendants of the Zhao family are targeting the Bai family. Even if they are against Ye Gongguan and Yan Shichang in the future, it is difficult to count them on Xiao Zhengtou. What's more, there is the existence of Lin Lao Yao, as long as Xiao Zheng has a business to divide the business, the Zhao family should have no interest and death.
Objectively speaking, Xiao Zheng can completely stay out of it.
"Everyone said that this matter has nothing to do with me." Xiao Zheng sighed and licked his lips. "But everyone is embarrassing me, I want to die."
Xiao Zheng shook his head and stared at the white innocence: "White uncle, change you to be me, is willing to be a shrinking tortoise, hiding behind a woman to eat soft rice. Or is it stiff? At least live personally?

White no-faced face with a mild color, nodded: "I know that in many ways, you are not willing to suffer."
"I can't afford to lose." Xiao Zheng looks solemnly.
"Yes. Can't suffer." Bai Wuyi nodded and understood.
"I had a hand with Zhao Gao before. I also handed over the autumn." Xiao Zheng said with a lip.
Including spring and summer, long winter, winter.

"I can feel it, they come from the same door." Xiao Zheng said curiously. "All belong to the descendants of Zhao Changfeng?"
Xiao Zheng finished, but he did not wait for the white innocent to open, but Lao Lin was snoring and his face was cold.
Of course, she can hear what Xiao Zheng said about the fight. She knows even more that Xiao Zheng is not a person who loves disasters. The so-called "hands-on" is sure to be the first hand!
Spring is long and summer is long, and autumn is harvested in winter. All of them are crossed with Xiao, including Zhao Gao!
What exactly do these Zhao family members do?
Is it necessary to be Xiao Zheng’s death to be willing?
Xiao Zheng’s heart moved and guessed the mind of Lao Lin. At the moment, regardless of the presence of the old lady of the mother-in-law, gently holding her cold palm, gently said: "Nothing, just ordinary discussion."
Lin Huayin coldly swept Xiao Zheng's eyes and did not say anything.
The white innocent said slowly: "I don't know if they are the descendants of Zhao Changfeng. But as you said, these people are indeed the same. And according to my estimation, the strength of the autumn harvest should still be above Zhao Gao."

Hmm?
Xiao Zheng looked incredulously to the innocent.
Autumn harvest is even stronger than Zhao Gao?
Xiao Zheng and the two men handed over. In his view, the strength of these two people should be equal, and there will not be much difference.
"Zhao Gao is old enough..." Bai Wuzheng said very fairly. "And, his talent is too far from the autumn harvest."
Xiao Zheng asked: "Uncle Bai, have you handed over the autumn?"
"That didn't." Bai Wuxi shook his head and said slowly. "But I know her identity."
"What identity?"
Xiao Zheng and Lin Zhuyin asked at the same time.
Xiao is just because he has dealt with the autumn harvest several times, hoping to learn more about this mysterious and dangerous woman. As for Lin Linyin, it is purely curious.
A same that can make the old forest curious, it is worthy of pride.
The white innocent looked at Ye Fenghuang and saw that the other party did not express his attitude. This whispered: "If the information is not wrong, the autumn harvest is Zhao Changfeng's granddaughter."
Xiao Zheng heard the words, and it was extremely extreme.
Before that, Xiao Zheng also heard from the old monk that the autumn collection was Zhao, and she knew her name was Zhao Qiuhan. But for her identity, the real background, but little is known.
The surname Zhao does not mean that he has a practical relationship with Zhao Changfeng. Just like the winter and the spring and summer, they are all defined as descendants of the Zhao family. Can it be directly related to Zhao Changfeng?
Therefore, Xiao Zheng has not made a specific definition of the autumn harvest.
At this moment, when he learned that the autumn harvest was Zhao Changfeng's granddaughter. He also finally understood why everyone, including Zhao Gao, did not take the initiative to destroy the identity of the autumn harvest.
Because she is very likely to be the leader of the Zhao family. Real oss!
and many more--
Xiao Zheng brows a pick, secret: Zhao Changfeng died 50 years ago, and the autumn harvest is not too young, but also more than 30 years old. And since it is a granddaughter, there should be another generation in the middle.
Who will be in the middle generation?
Lin old demon?
Is he a Zhao family?
If so, what is the specific relationship between him and the autumn harvest?
Xiao Zheng shook his head, and some words were not convenient for him to ask. Asked, Bai Wuzhen and the mother-in-law may not be willing to answer. After a simple conversation, the cabin was calm until it reached the crematorium.
The process of cremation is very simple, pushing the body. Incineration at high temperatures. It doesn't take long before there is only a pile of hot ashes left.
When the white unparalleled holding the hot urn, the eyes were red and the tears flowed.
Xiao Zheng is far from the picture of Bai Wushuang’s tears, and his heart is ups and downs.
Is he really crying?
Does he know the true cause of death of Bai Zhengqing? Or, from the beginning to the end, he is accomplices with his father?
The cry at the moment is just for the outsiders to see?
Many people burst into tears with white unparalleled tears, and their hearts were somewhat unbearable. After all, blood is thicker than water, and who has few relatives? Who has not experienced the sorrow of the death of their loved ones?
The atmosphere was very depressed and sad.
But when everyone thought that this memorial service would end, the white innocent, who always kept a low profile, suddenly went to the front of the microphone and said with no expression: "I want to be a witness today. I have to say two words."
His voice was degraded, and everyone looked to the former White City King.
Even now, he is still the absolute king!
Xiao Zheng’s heart snorted and faintly knew what the old monk had to say.
Just now, Xiao Zheng found that the old monk was crying when he saw the white unparalleled cry. His eyes were not very sad, but he was very angry.
It is an irresistible anger!
What else is there in this world, can the old monk who has been in the 25th year of meditation be out of control?
Xiao Zheng has an answer in his heart.
Also listed as a highly dangerous person!
The real danger is not from the absolute power, but from the beasts who have no fear of morality.
White and father, deserved!
"starting today."
Bai Wuyi said one word: "I am innocent and will withdraw from the White House."
"From now on, anything that happens in the White House has nothing to do with my innocence."
When the words came out, the scene was awkward.
White Wushuang also opened his mouth and shouted: "Da Bo you..."
"shut up!"
The white innocent look was cold, and the momentum of the sea was overwhelming: "Before I get angry, go back!"
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