Chapter 188: Angry Tang Mingli

"I, what should I do?" I grabbed my hair and asked with trouble.
"Strong." Yin Changsheng said, "As long as you become strong, strong enough that even the tyrant's family will bow to you, who you want to love, who you want to be with, is not a problem."
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. When I opened again, there was only firmness in my eyes.
"Predecessors, you are right." I said, "For me, only the road to becoming stronger can go."
"You can ignite your fighting spirit and be firm, and I will be relieved." Yin Changsheng said.
He hesitated and said, "Yuan girl, I... there is a ruthless request, I don't know..."
I quickly said: "Predecessors, what are you told, though."
"You... can you sing a song for me?"
I stumbled, I don't know why, I always feel that he is blushing on the other side of the computer.
"This..." I didn't know what to say.
Yin Changsheng was a little embarrassed: "Is it inconvenient? Then forget it..."
"It doesn't matter, what do you want to hear from your predecessors?" I asked.
"You can do whatever you want," he said. "I listened to Zhengyang Zhenjun. You used to sing songs on the live broadcast, but unfortunately I didn't hear it, so..."
"That... I sang a "Red Rose" by Eason Chan." I didn't open the music, so I sang it. "Dream dreams of waking up, and you are red under house arrest... Hold you from behind When I look forward to her face, it is too ridiculous, I don’t quite understand the desire to understand..."
The soft songs echoed in the room, and my singing was a bit deep, especially when it was singing, it always sounded a bit of a ghost.
After a song was finished, I saw that Yin Changsheng had not spoken for a long time, and some blushes, saying: "Predecessors... sorry, I sang badly, let you laugh."
"No, you sing very well, I like it very much," he said softly. "Your singing has a magical power that makes people feel calm."
I smiled: "Predecessors, are you saying that I sing and hypnot?"
He also smiled and said, "Can you sing to me often?"
I nodded: "Okay, senior, when you want to hear it, just tell me."
"As a reward for singing, I will give you something."
"No, the predecessor, the last time you gave me the reincarnation is a very bad baby." I quickly said.
"Give it to you, or I will not care."
I had to accept it. It didn't take long for the voice to sound outside: "Yuan Junyao, receiving the express."
The sound is very familiar, and the same person is sent every time.
I took the box at the door and opened it. It was actually a piece of clothing.
This dress looks like a vest, it feels soft and light, but it doesn't seem to be made of any material.
There is a note next to the vest, the words above are vigorous and powerful, and at first glance it is written by the ancestors.
He said that the dress was woven with silk thread spit from a spider, and it was able to withstand the attack of the monks under the four products, and even the bullets could not be broken.
I am happy in my heart. Isn't this similar to Tang Mingli's bulletproof magic weapon?
I quickly changed, but it didn't fit well, but at the moment I put it on, the clothes actually changed size and became very close. Even if I only wore a short-sleeved dress outside, I couldn't see it.
I gave a gratitude to the Yinshengsheng seniors, and the time flies quickly. The blink of an eye is coming to the Spring Festival.
In the Spring Festival in previous years, only my brother and I have been together. Although it has been bitter, it is still very happy.
At that time, because I was ugly, I couldn’t find any good job. I was often bullied and fired. So I couldn’t afford to eat meat. Only when I was in Chinese New Year, I was willing to pay a little money, buy some meat, and buy again. A small cake that I usually want to eat but can't afford.
This is even after years.
However, the days are now well, and the younger brother has become a vegetative person.
My younger brother likes to eat the dumplings of my bag. I packed a large pot early, steamed well, and wanted to go to the hospital, but I thought he couldn't eat it at all.
Tears flowed down at once.
Tang Mingli smelled the scent and came to see me crying, silent for a moment, saying: "Is there anything I can do for you?"
My heart was poked, the special sour, and a little warm.
The average person will ask at this time: "What happened to you?", there is nothing wrong with this, but people who are sad are often reluctant to tell things. If you ask, it will only make people more sad and more anxious.
And he, just ask what can be done for me, how gentle and intimate this is.
If it’s not the words of the ancestors, maybe I’m surprised to promise him.

Why are you looking at me like this?
he said softly.
Is it fascinated by me, and finally I am willing to promise me?

I gave him a blank look and said, "If you want to help me, just give it to me."
I pointed to the dumplings full of white and fat, said.
His eyes are shining and he says, "I am willing to serve."
We just sat at the table, vinegar, and filled a large bowl of dumplings with only a small bowl left.
Tang Mingli was lying on the sofa and said, "It's good, but it's so delicious. I can eat ten more."
"If you eat ten more of your stomach, you will burst." I glanced at him again. "There are two days to be the New Year's Eve. Are you not going home?"
The smile on his face faded and said: "I am going to tell you that I will return to the capital tomorrow, and I will come back after a year."
I don't know what it is, but I still have a faint smile on my face. "The family is together in the New Year, you should have gone back."
There was a heartache in his eyes, and he reached out and wanted to hug me, but I escaped without a trace.
I took out two bottles of medicinal herbs and said to him, "This bottle is Huichun Dan. The elderly have eaten it. It can nourish and nourish the body, improve the body and give it to your parents and grandparents. There is only one bottle in this bottle." , is building Jidan."
Zhuji Dan, when it was originally the second product, improved the physical fitness, so that the monks lay a good foundation, and it is easier to promote to a higher grade in the future.
But this time I have a master of Guangyuan, I didn't have time to use it. After I came back, I made a successful refining and swallowed one. Although the effect was not as good as when I was promoted, it was a good foundation.
Zhuji Dan is a Sanpin Dan medicine. This furnace Dan has only succeeded three. I have assigned one to Tang Mingli to help him promote Dan Jin.
Tang Mingli stood up in amazement and looked at me incredulously. He said, "This is really building Jidan?"
I nod.
He immediately opened the bottle and looked at it carefully. It turned out to be Chi Kedan, which had three layers of dans.
Zhongpin Zhuji Dan!
He asked me seriously: "Jun Yao, do you know how precious this medicinal medicine is?"
I smiled and said: "It is worthwhile to use this remedy for the protection of Tang Dashao."
There was a faint stun in his eyes, and then there was a burst of pain and sorrow: "The original... is to change my blessing..."
I looked down and didn't dare to look at him.
He suddenly grabbed my shoulders and I was shocked by the burning anger in his eyes.
"Very good," he said with a grin. "I am very satisfied with your remedies, I will bless you."
After all, he bypassed me, strode away, and closed the door.
I grabbed my hair irritably.
I am a jerk.
He is so good to me, why should I say those words to hurt him?
I was upset all day, and when I was licking the chicken soup, I almost washed the clothes as salt.
I went to the hospital to see my younger brother, gave my brother a chicken soup, and saw Dr. Qin. His body was a lot stronger. He used to be a weak scholar. Now he has become a muscular man who wears clothes and is undressed and fleshy.
I talked to him for a while, and bought some vegetables and melons. I just went home and I felt wrong.
I turned my wrist and the mahogany shorts were already in my hand and slowly opened the door.
I suddenly stopped.
Yin Hao actually sat at the table and was eating the dumplings I made.
I stayed for a while and then gnashed my teeth and said, "You ate my dinner, what do I eat?"
"You can do it again." He said it for granted, I was too angry to throw shoes on his face.