Chapter 95:

The red quilt, the burial candle, looked at the master with a layer of crimson on his face, and was a little at a loss for a while.
Ji Ting was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and the two of them didn't dare to see anyone at a distance of three meters. They had been so silent.
There was a clear silky bamboo sound from the window, and the laughter of men and girls. The man drank alcohol, and on this occasion, the swearing was very annoying, and he continued to frown, and did not move. An enchantment was set up sensually, blocking the sound outside.
Ji Ting was absent-minded and didn't notice this slight difference. When he realized it, there were only red beeps and beeps left in the room.
Why is it so early today? She glanced out curiously.
"It's getting late, and everyone else may be sleeping." She continued to know what she was thinking, and immediately hurriedly explained. A pair of staring eyes glanced at her from time to time, as if she didn't look enough at the living master now.
This was the first time he had talked to himself. Ji Ting trembled in his heart. He felt that even his voice was his favorite, so the flushing on his face became more obvious.
Looking at her round earlobe, she lost her mind for a while.
Ji listened with his head down and was ashamed. After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for others to come over. He realized that if she didn't take the initiative today, I'm afraid they would be so deadlocked that night.
She didn't want to sell herself. If she wanted to, she wouldn't be ugly for so many years, but now that she has been discovered by the old lady, she will definitely go on the road of the woman in the blue house next to it, and then she will circle among the many men she does not like until she is old. Do hard labor again.
The only thing she can be thankful for today is her first benefactor, the one she loves at first sight. Ji Ting glanced again and again, and when he saw it, he quickly lowered his head, his heart beating.
Strange to say, she was mostly annoyed by men, but the only thing she saw today was that she was destined to fate. If she is a girl from ordinary people, she is expected to marry him alive or alive.
The red candle shed tears, and the interrupted shadow dangled on the wall. Ji Ting took up the courage to look at him, and noticed that his ears suddenly became less tense. He is more nervous than himself.
"My son?"
The soft voice sounded, and the throat continued to break, and then the eyes became wet. He waited for Ji to listen to him, he had waited for hundreds of years, and now he has finally waited.
Ji heard the tears in his eyes and was startled: "My son, what's wrong with you?"
"... It's okay." He continued to realize that he was dysfunctional, so don't open your face and wipe the corners of your eyes, then a small hand held a handkerchief to him.
He paused for a moment, looking at the smiling Master in front of him, suddenly wondering what to do.
"My son, it's getting late, let's rest." Ji Ting blushed and finally spoke out.
There was a momentary stuck in the interrupted brain: "Rest?"
Ji Ting nodded shyly, looked at him, and turned to the bed. He continued to feel as if he was confused. He followed him unconsciously. When he arrived at the bed, Ji Ting pulled his sleeves and gently A push pushed him to bed.
"Son, the slaves will help you change your clothes." Ji listened and whispered, and put his hands on his belt.
On and off, startled, and took a step back anxiously. Ji Tingyi looked at him, and asked for a while uncertainly: "Do you want the slaves to change clothes first?"
Continue to break the lips and say nothing.
Ji looked at him in a dilemma, still obediently untangling his clothes. When she dropped her shirt, she continued to react. What did the rest in her mouth mean? Immediately, her face was wrapped tightly with a quilt, and she tried not to kill her face.
If he wasn't afraid of damaging Master ’s merit, he would have to kill all the people in this building with bad Masters.
Ji Ting was wrapped in a mule, and he was stunned for a long time before he whispered, "What do you mean, son, dissatisfied with the slave family?"
"No," and continued to stiffen her mouth, but flashed in her mind the incense shoulders that she had only inadvertently revealed. He forced the picture out of his mind, and stretched his face. "You are a little girl, how can you do it in front of a man?" These, quickly put on your clothes. "
"..."
There was no response behind him, and he paused for a moment. He was a little worried that his tone would scare the master. He hesitated for a while before he said, "Do n’t be afraid, I will help you redeem yourself tomorrow, and help you settle down again. You want to Whatever you do, don't you look at your face again? "
The person behind him still didn't speak, hesitated for a moment, turned around carefully, and was caught off guard when he saw the silent crying Ji listened, and then he became dumb. Ji Ting was still wrapped in the quilt just as before, but only one side of the shoulder was still faintly exposed. She didn't say a word, but she just shed tears quietly. After seeing herself again, she burst into tears. .
"... what are you crying for?"
Ji Ting bit her red lip, pushed hard to the bitten place with a little bit of white, and continued to urge to stop it, but after seeing the tears in the corner of her eye, she kept holding back.
"But the son looks down on the slave's house?" Ji Ting choked and asked.
On and off frowning step forward: "Why do you say that?"
"If you don't look down, why don't you let the slaves serve?" Ji Ting asked.
He continued to choke for a moment, his shoulders slightly relaxed: "Did you cry because of this?"
"... The son bought the slave family for one night, but refused to let the slave family serve, but also helped the slave family to redeem themselves. Didn't they just look down on the slave family and feel that the slave family was poor? But when this man was about to do this, Ji Ting was a little bit sullen. She lowered her head and shed tears on the quilt. "Since the son doesn't like it, the slave family doesn't force it."
After a moment of pause, she suddenly felt a strange feeling when she looked at the anger in front of her, as if the adult he had always admired suddenly became a child, but herself became an adult who wanted to comfort the child. Looking at the tears in the corner of Ji Ting's eyes, he couldn't help but feel funny when he was distressed, while abandoning his attitude that annoyed Master.
He pursed his dry lips and walked silently to Ji Ting, sitting down, as she did to herself many years ago, reaching out to help her wipe her tears, watching her pitiful glance for a moment, calming and calming "I didn't look down on you, I just couldn't stand you being wronged."
Ji looked at him puzzled.
He sighed again and again: "It's not good for me. If it weren't for my negligence, you wouldn't have fallen into such a place, and you and I wouldn't have been in this situation again."
The word he used was a reunion ... Ji Ting opened his eyes sharply: "You know who I am ..."
"Teacher ... Listen, you've suffered in these years." Tears continued to break the corners of his eyes.
Ji Tingyi looked at him, and after a long time suddenly turned away: "I don't understand what you're talking about, and I don't know you. No matter what you come from, I just remind you that nowadays, if you want to be peaceful, Nothing extraordinary can be accomplished. "
She actually regarded herself as the former Ministry. She continued to laugh with a break, and simply followed her: "You can rest assured that I haven't lost my control to that point, I just ... I want to save you from here."
Ji listened for a moment and didn't speak. Someone came to save her, and she should be happy, but at the moment it was only embarrassing, because it was because the former minister of the former dynasty knew that she had fallen into the blue house, and because it was because she thought she liked her man Just for her former princess status.
"You go to bed first, and tomorrow I will go to the old lady to redeem you for you." Continued and said gently.
Ji listened to silence for a long time, no face, as he had just asked for the gift of the night, lying silently on the bed, closing his eyes, and then staying on the edge of the bed, and staying for a night.
When the sky was bright, Ji Ting slowly opened his eyes and looked at the figure in front of the bed. It was as if he had not left overnight. It is a pity that his seriousness is for her identity, not for her. Ji heard a bitter smile and got up on the bed.
"Sleeping well?" Continued to look at her immediately, seeing her pajamas unintentionally spread out, after revealing the moon white belly / pocket inside, hurry and do not open your eyes.
Ji Tinghuan put his clothes together, got out of bed barefoot, took the bun, and turned back to the bed. On and off looked at her slightly puzzled. Before he asked what to do, Ji Ting stabbed at his arm, and Yin Hong's blood flowed out immediately, falling on the quilt.
"What do you do?" He continued to grab her hand in shock, and it took a lot of effort to resist the urge to heal her with surgery.
Ji Ting looked down: "My son didn't touch me last night. If the old man knew it, he had to auction it again, so it would be more effortless."
"..."
She still didn't understand why she was stabbing herself, and she just took her gold sore medicine with cold face to help her bandage. Ji Ting waited quietly and thanked him after he had bandaged.
"Please clean up first, and I'll help you redeem yourself." After that, she gave her a restless look and waited until she nodded before turning around.
When the door opened and closed again, there was only Ji listened in the room, and she sighed softly, showing a bitter smile. She only sold one night and there were so many high-priced auctions. How could the old woman easily promise to let go of her cash cow, I'm afraid he would return without success.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to come back with a cold face. Ji heard that he was rejected, so he comforted him a few words.
"You don't have to worry. I have paid for it. She dare not let others disturb you in the past few days. As for the redemption, I will do it as soon as possible." Thinking of Fang Cai's old face, the broken face became excellent and ugly.
Ji He didn't care much about the redemption, but after hearing that he had wrapped himself up for a few days, he was somewhat disapproved. The Qinglou is a golden cave, even if there is so much money, I am afraid it is not enough to lose here.
"The previous dynasty is over, and there are no longer any princesses here. Please also ask your son to stop clinging." Ji Ting slightly bowed his knees.
On and off, she hurriedly lifted her up and looked at her angrily: "How can you salute me ?!"
"You are a gracious guest, and the slave family is duckweed. Naturally, the slave family wants to salute you." Ji heard that he was very concerned about the number of courtesies, and somehow he was annoyed. If she doesn't remember her identity as a former princess, she can survive this day, but if she always thinks about her previous glory, she would have died with shame and anger.
He continued to grieve his face, and said uncomfortably, "... Anyway, you can't salute me, and you won't be allowed in the future, you know?"
"Um." Ji Ting kept his face cold, and felt that he didn't like that much.
I did n’t find that I was annoying Master, so I served her as patiently as before. After a few days, he ran out of money to Laoyu, and he was afraid that if he left Master, what would happen to Master. Reach those ordinary things on your body to the old man, so that you can guard the master day by day.
He could have turned the stone into gold and made old people, but because he was always worried that the cause and effect would be revenged on Ji Ting, he could only use these ordinary methods.
Ji Ting watched that his body was getting less and less, even if it was always because he was sullen, he was anxious.
Another day, the continuity was completely out of money, and there was nothing to mortgage, and I had to find Ji heard: "I left for half a day this afternoon and came over after taking the money."
"You don't have to come over!" Ji heard immediately.
He snapped off again and again: "Why?"
"... Anyway, you don't want to come over." Ji Ting don't look away, and I don't know how to say it. After all, leaving 10,000 kinds, he is still a benefactor to spend money, she is not qualified to say these.
He continued to stare at her side for a long while, and smiled slightly: "Are you worried that my silver money is not enough? Rest assured, I have many gold mines, but I have no use for them in the past, and I will dig back and dig some back to support her. It's yours. "
"I don't want to see you." Ji heard his crazy words, his eyes changed a bit ... He wouldn't be because he spent too much money and his brain was a bit bad.
The continuity only occurred when she made little like the previous few days. It was interesting to see how such a master, Ji Ting blushed under his eyes, and was somewhat annoyed that he kept staring at him. After seeing enough breaks, he left the mansion and went to his gold mine to dig for gold. After digging a few pounds, he went to collect a few pieces of jade. Then he put it in the Qiankun bag and returned to the mansion.
It was already night when he returned, and when he entered the door, he bumped into the old man. The old man panicked and hurriedly greeted, "Shen Tu's son is here, but Xiao Cui in the building has long admired the son, why not let her drink with the son?"
"No," continued off and went straight upstairs.
The old man hurriedly stopped him: "Xiao Cui can't do Liu Yan? Su Su is fine, you can't look at it ..."
He paused on and off, and looked at her ugly: "What about Ji?"
...
Ji Tingzheng reluctantly smiled to avoid the drunk man. Suddenly the door of the compartment was opened. She frowned when she saw the person coming.
Glancing at her, she saw a man who was very close to her flashing across his forehead. Ji heard a moment's notice and hesitated for a moment. When he looked at him again, he had nothing left.
He continued to walk towards her with a somber face and pulled her out without a word. The interrupted play man immediately shouted. He looked at it coldly, the eyes of a room that was still angry suddenly disappeared, and each returned to his position to continue drinking and having fun, as if he had forgotten the continuation and Ji listened.
Ji Tingzheng was struggling to keep up with the repetitive interruption. She didn't notice the weird scene behind her. After being forcibly pulled to the bedroom, she gritted her teeth and shook off his hand: "What are you doing ?!"
"I'm not saying, I will be back soon. Who asked you to drink with those men?" He closed the door angrily and turned and asked with red eyes.
Ji listened for a moment, don't open his face, and said lightly, "You are a guest of the slave family, so are those people. The slave family has no reason to accompany you alone."
"I will pay!"
"They will too!" Ji Ting looked at him with a cold face, and he couldn't bear seeing the corners of his eyes that were flooded with water, but he could hardly believe that he could no longer let him hang around the fireworks.
He continued to stare stubbornly at her, apparently she is a little younger than herself, but she can't get the slightest momentum in front of her. Half a while, his lips trembled slightly: "I'll take you away. Until then, you ..."
"Before that, I would be by the old man, and I would not let go of it until the old man was born, and you? Would you keep raising money to support me? If so, I am afraid that even if you have a few golden mountains, you are not defeated Ji said every word, and his eyes faintly shed tears.
There was a break in silence: "I actually have more than a few golden mountains, I have ..."
"It doesn't matter! My son saved me kindly, I knew in my heart, but I was too blessed to listen to it," Ji Ting raised his head and swallowed his tears. "Go ahead, please help me, only It will make me uneasy. Rather than being guarded by you doing nothing, I would rather take some ordinary favors and save some money when I am old, and I can find my own support. "
After hearing about Ji, he never looked at him again, and turned to leave, but he grabbed his arm behind him.
"Whether it's Jinshan Yinshan or my life, it should be yours, don't be disturbed," continued trembling.
Ji Ting only thought it was ridiculous: "Whether it is Jinshan Yinshan or your life, it is the princess of the former dynasty, not me, and you have to leave early before the curfew."
After all, she dragged him hard and held his hand, but struggled for a while and hurt herself, but he did not loosen for a while. Ji Ting was annoyed again, and when he was about to say something more vicious, to drive him away, he suddenly heard him say: "Aren't you just an ordinary benefactor? Then I will be your ordinary benefactor."
Ji listened for a moment, then felt helpless and funny: "I don't mean ..."
When she was halfway talking, she was suddenly picked up and hugged. She exclaimed, holding her shoulder subconsciously, and looked at him in panic: "What are you going to do?"
"Remove your guilt."
... how can this be eliminated? Before she could finish God, she fell into bed. Ji Tingyun looked at the broken eyes, and suddenly he was a little panicked after seeing the seriousness of his eyes, so he hurriedly pushed him.
Originally, I was just trying to solve the continuity of the current dilemma. After seeing the panicked girl in the sheets, my eyes suddenly stained with a layer of water, his throat was dry, and there seemed to be an unknown fire at Dantian. All burned.
Ji Ting looked at him nervously, for a while I didn't know what to do. The interruption was also nervous. In order not to let her see her nervousness, he took a handkerchief and covered her eyes, and said softly after she could see nothing: "Just leave it to me."
"... Um." Ji Ting knew that her promise was wrong, and she should have decided to tell him to leave, and there was no longer any problem, but she couldn't help but wanted to give him everything she could give.
These days, the scarlet red mantle that had not been removed fell down, covering a room, and there was a faint cry, and it finally calmed down under the low comfort of the man.
Everything was tender, but it seemed panic. It wasn't until the sheets fell a little smut, and then continued to understand why Ji Ting stabbed himself after the night when he first met.
The night was getting deeper, the place where Shengge was everywhere was quiet, and the cup-loving people were happy, until the sky was bright before they could rest.
Lying on his side, he stretched out his hands and smoothed Ji Hean's brow: "Tired?"
Ji listened with pain all over his body, sweating like water, and nodded tiredly. She hugged her in her arms, and whispered in a whisper, "Sleep, leave the rest to me."
"... Yeah." Ji Ting didn't know what he was going to deal with, and just heard the words lazily, and soon fell asleep.
When she fell asleep, continued to take the Lingquan water from the Qiankun bag, cleared her from the filth on the sheets, and when she stretched her brow because of her clean feeling, she turned around and gave it to the old man Dreamland did something.
He couldn't wait any longer, and had to take Ji Ting away from this place as soon as possible, or just seeing her talking to the man next to him might affect him by the demon.
After doing all this, he returned to the room and sat by the bed watching Ji Ting's sleepy face dazed. He actually ... did that to his master.
Everything appeared in my mind last night, the fingertips continued to tremble, and a redness appeared on his face. He never thought that he would do such a deceitful thing one day, and never thought that the Master, who was always sacred in his heart, would one day show the expression under him, and would lightly cling to his clothes. Lead, begging him to be lighter ...
I ca n’t think about it any more. It ’s all blasphemy against Master.
On and off, both annoyed that he couldn't hold it, and secretly rejoiced that he was close to Master. For a time, his emotions were too complicated.
It didn't take long for a scream to come from outside, followed by a roaring noise, and continued to set up an enchantment on the bed with a cold face, lest those people disturb the Master's dream. Soon someone came over and asked for a break, and a flash of contempt flashed from the end of the break, followed immediately.
Ji Ting slept until three shots in the sun before waking up. After opening his eyes and not seeing the continuity, he had to get up and look for someone, but he couldn't help but snorted when he just moved, and fell back to bed and rested.
… Some people seem to be very good-looking gentlemen, but with a little sweetness they can turn into animals, which is not the same as usual. Ji Ting complained in his heart, but couldn't help but feel the slightest sweetness.
When she was lying on the bed thinking about it, she walked in calmly and intermittently. After seeing her, she paused, walked uncomfortably to her, and helped her cover the quilt: "Are you okay?"
"... Um." Ji Ting's face was stained with red.
The continuation of the thoughts, the ears also started to heat up, he coughed and turned away, so that he could speak: "The old man has just allowed you to redeem you, and I took back your deed of mercy, and you first rest here for two Day, I will pick you up when I have arranged. "
Ji Tingwei: "Why ..."
"Just something happened, anyway, she has agreed." He hinted in the old man's dream, not afraid that she would not agree.
Ji Ting was still strangling, and it seemed that he couldn't believe that he was going out from here. He looked at her on and off, and unconsciously brought a little tenderness: "You don't need to be alive in the future."
Ji heard his eyes hot and choked: "Slave He De He Neng, let the son treat me like this, if only because of his former identity, then ..."
"My name is continuation," Interruption interrupted her, "I will call my name in the future, don't call my son again."
"Continuity?" Ji Ting tilted his head slightly, "What a strange name."
"It is a kind of Chinese medicine. It has the effect of strengthening the body and invigorating the body and protecting the body. It was taken by my master." He continued with a smile.
"You still have a master, your master must be a great man." Ji heard a laugh.
He continued to nod his head: "Well, good man."
Ji heard a touch of tenderness in his eyes, but he didn't think about it. He was still immersed in the happiness that he was about to leave the bitter sea: "So am I now free? Are you two days away? Wouldn't you force me to do something? You see in the drama, every time it comes to the end, something suddenly happens, will we not go well? "
She had too many questions to ask, and continued to answer them one by one, and Ji was a little embarrassed at the end: "You don't think I'm annoying?"
"Naturally," he paused, and looked at her with some hesitation. "How about you? Would you be annoying me? I would take you away without permission, would you be unhappy?"
He had only encased her for a while, and she got angry last night. Now she bought her, should she be more angry?
"... Fool." Ji Ting shallowly smiled. Not a fool. I was angry before because I knew that I was hopeless to leave, and I could n’t bear him to hang around here all day, so I tried to get him out, but now the old lady is showing mercy to let her go. He flew in two places.
He looked at the smile on her face stupidly, but felt that his heartbeat was almost abnormal, and Ji Tingxiao Yingying looked at him: "What are you looking at?"
"You look good ..." He blurted out again and suddenly paused when she saw her laughing eyes, "I was so light on you last night, would you be angry?"
"It is an honor for the slave family to be able to serve the son, and the slave family is not willing to be angry." Ji Ting bowed his head shyly.
He paused for a moment: "But women want to do those things with their sweethearts. Although I didn't force you, you can't refuse because of your status. Do you really feel angry deep inside?"
"... You knowingly ask, I like you so much, how could I be mad at you." Ji listened and muttered softly.
He was so clever, and when he heard what she said clearly, the whole person froze: "You, you ..."
Ji Ting was also embarrassed, but looking at the man in front of Lang Jun, he gave up unlimited courage: "The son may not believe it, and the firework woman is also interested. When you see the son, the slave family will fall in love with you."
"... Are you fond of me?"
Ji Ting took a breath, two arms stretched out from the quilt, gently wrapped his neck, and the corners of his eyes were stained with crimson: "The slave family likes the son, and the son is willing to spend a lot of money to protect the slave family, but it is also in his heart Do you like it a little bit? "
He looked at her continuously, and said ‘dislike’ that he could n’t say anything, and half a moment before he asked,
Do you really like me? Do you like men, not children?

"My son laughed. You look older than me. How could I treat you like a child?" Ji Ting looked at him with a smile and only felt that he had infinite love for him.
He looked at her again and again, and then dumbly, he said, "... you will regret it." If you remember who you are, if you remember who I am, you will regret it.
"The slave family will not regret it. When the slave family sees the son, they have a destiny feeling, which shows that it is our fate in the last life." Ji heard immediately.
... their fate in their last lives. On and off is not a person who can be easily persuaded, but every time I listen to the season, I will be convinced instinctively.
"My son hasn't answered me yet. Do you like slaves?" Ji Ting asked again.
He continued to stare at her, looking at the expectations under her eyes, and the ghost nodded his head, "I like it."
Ji listened and laughed, and was content to accompany him to speak.
When Ji was tired and rested, he went to buy a house again and again. Every time I passed the season, I heard those words that I liked about myself, so I couldn't help raising my lips.
Buying a house is not as easy as he thought. At least, it would be difficult to buy a comfortable and clean one, and Ji Ting was still waiting for him to pick her up, and it would make her anxious late one day. With continued helplessness, I can only find friends all over the world.
After fighting the troubled world, Shanglu, who was renewed by the unilateral cold war, was startled when he saw the renewed initiative to find himself, and hurriedly greeted him: "Is there anything to find me?"
"Do you have any way to help me build a house in Tongzhou City in one day?" If it wasn't for his impulse, Ji Ting wouldn't have been so distraught, and continued seeing him still didn't want to talk to him But now he can only help himself.
Shanglu nodded his head busyly: "Yes, I have a friend there, he must know which house is suitable ... what do you buy a house for?"
"There is something." There was no positive answer to the continuation. In fact, after returning from the demon world, he intentionally avoided Shanglu from Master's affairs.
Shanglu was silent for a moment, and pleased to look at him: "Okay, I asked my friend to do it, and I can give you the keys tomorrow."
"This is gold. If you don't have enough, ask me again." He continued, throwing a large piece of gold to him.
Shanglu hurriedly said, "No, I have ..." Unfortunately, he didn't finish his words, he turned and left. He pursed his lips, and sat down with some loss.
He knew what the continuity was about, and he was deeply guilty that his impulse had hurt Master, so he has been afraid to ask how Master ’s life was after entering the fandom, but not asking does n’t mean he does n’t want to. Look at Master.
It's impossible to find yourself for other people's other things. It's only Master who can make him anxious to find help. As soon as he thought that this house was for Master, Shang Lu was mad and wanted to see it.
Just take a look, just a glance.
Shanglu's friends really did a good job. Soon, he found a house for Xu Jian, and after checking it, he felt very satisfied, and then took Ji Heing and went out of the blue house.
Ji listened and rested for a few days, and he was completely well. After arriving in the house, he happily walked around and noticed that there were no parents or even servants in the house. At a glance, he knew that it was to place her intentionally. bought. The smile on her face lightened, but she was happy after all.
She lives more realistically than the girl in the building, and understands that her origin will never be in the elegant hall. Even if she is redeemed by the son, she will only be able to do so in an invisible outer room like now, but what about her? As long as you can always be with him, you are satisfied.
"Don't like it?" Continued to ask.
Ji listened with a smile and looked at him: "All slaves prepared by the son like it."
"Call me on and off." On and off looked at her helplessly.
Ji listened to his eyes bent, heard the words rushed to him, hugged people in a hurry, and then laughed out: "It seems really happy."
"The continuity has prepared such a good house for the slaves, and the slaves have nothing to report. Some of them are just themselves, and they don't know if the continuations can be seen." Ji heard that eyes seemed to have hooks. Although she has not been trained, she has also seen how many girls settle on men, and now she can finally try it on her sweetheart.
She is unfamiliar and may be useless to others. He kept thinking about the quilt on that day, and moved her throat and hugged her, and strode toward the room.
Hiding in the corner, I just wanted to take a look at Master Shanglu's pale face. It seemed that I couldn't believe what I saw. Until the night was quiet, he continued to step out of the room with slackness. As soon as he stepped out, there was a knife pointing at his face door. His eyes instantly became cold: "Who made you come?"
"How dare you, how dare you ... that's Master!" Shang Luhong asked with trembling eyes.
He looked at him indifferently indifferently: "So what, Master likes me, what am I afraid of?"
"Fart! How could Master like you?" Shang Lu growled.
Subconsciously subconsciously bounded the bedroom, and then said blankly: "If your father admits it, if you do n’t believe it, you will come as a guest on the next day, and I will let her tell you personally." He also likes Master, such as Master Like yourself, no one wants to break them up.
"You're embarrassed to say ?! You used to tie a red rope to Master ’s spirits. That thing was useless to those who cultivated high, but it was useful to mortal people. Nowadays, Master is only a child, and will be affected by red ropes. You are also normal, do you dare to ask her after untied the rope?
Shang Lu was so angry that the whole person was shaking.
And after breaking off, after hearing what he said about the red rope, he was completely stuck in place. He tied the red rope at first, just to feel Master ’s safety at any time, but because Master was a god, he ignored the possibility that she would be affected by the red rope after entering the world.
… He did something dangerous when Master was restrained by the red rope.
"Master will one day return to his own body. When the red rope becomes invalid, have you ever thought about how Master will deal with you?" Shang Lu hated it.
Will be expelled from the division, will break the relationship, will never see each other forever. On and off the whole person began to tremble, and the suffocation in the forehead seemed to be uncontrollable. Shang Lurao hated him for abducting Master again, and was angry with him at the moment: "Let's break with Master now, everything is too late."
"How should I?"
"Leave, don't show up in front of Master in this life, wait for Master to return, and try to find a way out." Shang Lu looked at him calmly.
He continued to silence for a long time, then nodded slowly, "OK."
The author has something to say: I haven't seen my whole life? If it does n’t exist, it will come back after three days of running.
Today, the source of the continuation name is mentioned in the text. In fact, Shanglu and continuation are both traditional Chinese medicine. The author was named a waste. In order to save trouble, he looked better in a group of traditional Chinese medicine. It was only after Shanglu discovered that Shanglu was laxative ... (Suddenly felt guilty to Shanglu)