Chapter 158: Just want to move
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Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality
- Bao Zhuang Cheng
- 1715 characters
- 2021-02-04 09:09:24
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"I said it, don't come back, don't come back, just don't come back!"
In the Lin family villa, Li Wei’s child yelled and hanged the phone. The one who could make her angry, only the master who urged her to return to the mountain gate all day.
"What's wrong, who told you to be angry?" Bao Jia saw Li Xiaoer pouting and asked with a smile.
In the past three years, Bao Jia’s appearance has not changed at all, his eyes have matured a lot, and he is no longer the one who is resolute and vigorous, and Wang Miaowei is the model. In the past three years, the pressure of the Lin family has not been small, and the Qin family has not been better.
At the beginning, Zou Jia seemed to be convinced of Lin Luoran’s death. Although he did not openly attack Lin’s father, they launched a series of retaliation against the Qin family. Military and political are not a system, but they can sneak into each other. They can't move the commander of Qin, and they start from his old department. Anyone who is with the Qin family will inevitably suffer from all kinds of martyrdom from Zou.
You can't fight in the army? There are always relatives, always have friends? They still have to be based in society, and how many companies can withstand the pressure from the Zou family?
This has risen from the political contest to the height of life and death. Qin commander can ignore his own, but can not see the old men, because of the various hardships in the family and worry, finally took the initiative to "sick back" in the second year.
Baojia is no longer the granddaughter of the military commander. It is no longer the inner daughter of the Liujia family in Beijing. She is now an ordinary jewelry designer. The only unusual place is that she is also practicing. At Lin Family, Bao Jia never thought about eating white.
Li Xiaoer changed the tenderness of the weekdays, and some dignified: "Bao Jiajie, have you found any abnormalities in the evening?"
Baojia shook his head and looked at Li Xiaoer inexplicably. The latter took a haha and moved the topic to cultivation. Although Li Weier is a single-tracked foundation of the gold system, he can be a teacher of Baojia and Lin Da above on the experience of practice.
When Bao Jia left, Li Xiaoer felt the thoughtfulness of the "bundle of fairy ropes" on his wrist.
The more urging the masters of these two days, the more urgent in the middle of the night, Li Xiaoer always felt some sneaky movement around the villa.
...is they, finally have to start with the Lin family?
Li Xiaoer’s heart was filled with despair. She had been working very hard for three years, but she was not as good as Lin’s sister in the secret. She had been insisting for three years and did not reason to give up at the last time.
Although death is terrible, be a weak person and let Li Xiaoer hate himself.
Besides, will the master not let her die?
What about the Lin family?
In the mountains of summer, the weather is changing, and the sky is still clear in the sky. At the next hour, the sky will be covered by the sudden accumulation of dark clouds. The wind blows the curtains violently, and it seems that it is going to rain again.
The irritated Li Weier stayed, and remembered the thunderstorm three years ago. It was also about the same weather. A strange black woman came. Lin Shijie heard the movement at night and never came back after going out... There was a mist of water in the eyes of the nephew.
- Lin Shijie, my son is so tired, where are you?
The Qingcheng view of the Linjia Villa is a few miles away.
If Li Weier is a little taller, she will find that she is sitting on the chair of the Taishi. There is a teacher who is somewhat old and unrespected.
Mu is sitting at the top of his left hand and it seems that he is not very happy.
Guo Lao still coughs badly, his face is even more stinky than Mu.
The Qingzhuguan main Huizhu old road sits directly above, Xiaoan is around the waiter, although the age is still small, but more and more Qingchengguan master successor style.
In the small Qingcheng view, the names of the practitioners have come. It’s a good point to say, this is a regular meeting in the practice circle. It’s hard to listen to it. It’s just a matter of publicly discussing how to divide the forest family.
Can help Lin Luoran, Mu is always reluctant to offend the character of the person, Guo Lao is old wounded, his mouth is roaring, and he really wants to move his hand, the injury will soon be attacked.
Chen Yun, the minister of the special department of Huaxia, dressed in the tunic suit, saw the old man who smiled at everyone. Although he was repaired to a lower level, he was only one step away from building the foundation. However, because of the entanglement of various forces, his right to speak was not low.
Chen Yun’s deputy, Wen Guanjing, did not know why today, but he was not present.
The only remaining five foundation-based monks in China, Huizhu, Mu Lao, Guo Lao, and Li Wei’s master Xi Heng, have already come four. It is said that it is a business, in fact, the later stage of Huizhu Zhuji is far ahead of everyone, or to respect his opinions.
Although Wen Guanjing is not there, Lushan Wenjia is not absent. Everyone has their own thoughts, Chen tea has had a few cups, and Xi Heng first broke the silence:
"We count a worldly person, isn't it..." It's one thing to be old, but the face is another. I thought that Li Xiaoer had eaten a few years of rice in the Lin family, and Xi Heng couldn’t pull his face.
The master of the Wenjia family smiled and smiled: "The old man, I heard that you are very awkward."
What is embarrassing, the master of the house of laughter laughs and says nothing, just around the corner.
What Xi Heng said, Hui Zhu opened his eyes: "Old seats, you have to know the truth of sin, we are not going to kill, as long as we get things, then take care of Lin family, then naturally... It’s Lin’s adopted son, a single genius, and it’s not good to cultivate it. It’s also a loss in the practice world.
Looking at Huizhu's three or two sentences, the old man suddenly got up and coughed up sharply.
Mu Lao sighed, and there was a family behind him who had to eat. After so many years, Mu’s family had a lot of prosperity, and the three years of coordination and suppression were also worthy of a acquaintance with Lin’s gimmicks – a good gimmick, how There is no Fukuzawa?
The owner of the Wen family smiled and said: "Is it better to give the child to our writer?"
A single genius who is willing to let go, people who have thoughts have not spoken, Xi Heng heart coldly screamed, Lushan Jian repair is the right way, when the soil system must be robbed!
The soil system is the most neutral and mellow, and the savvy kendo is not at all...
Emperor, sanatorium.
After three years of reconstruction, plus the "Ling Dan" provided by the master, Zou's young master finally stood up.
If you put it on a good person, it is also an inspirational playbook. As for Zou Yaowei, it can only be said that it has the potential to be a scourge for thousands of years.
The young master of Zou Jia is very happy, and his charming master is somewhat dissatisfied.
Although the power in the blood pool can make her bones flesh and blood, the recovery is very fast. With her current cultivation, she can't be born again. In black, the woman is strong, how can I accept that only one hand goes out to see people.
So in the past six months, women in black have undergone transplant surgery in the emperor - the length of the hand bones as long as her, but also the shape, the most advanced transplant surgery, and finally she used the mystery to fit the arm with the body. These lack of her cheaper, it is really not easy to do.
I did a dozen or so operations before and after, and finally found an arm with similar fit. Where is the arm that failed before? Black women have moved to be qualified newcomers, and with Zou’s power, they can always find qualified
donors
.
Are they voluntarily? The woman in black sneered at her, which has something to do with her.
"How do you deal with the two people in Qin Lin?"
This day is too boring, look at the play, can you pass the time? The woman in black really wants to know that those who are superficially serious, the male thieves in the bones are disgusting righteous people, when the Lin family is in trouble, it is a bailout... or a stone.
"Master, you can rest assured that the disciples have already told us not to wait until we personally go to Rongcheng, they will not kill."
The black woman looked at Yin Hong’s nails and smiled and said:
So, very good.
The ground of the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is a tourist like a weaving.
Below the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is a underground palace with darkness.
Thousands of times of foraging, the souls lost their patience to this hard-boiled hard bone, and the water in the blood pool rolled over. It was the soul of the soul that was so closed that Lin Luoran was closed - this person could not enter the devil. Why do you want to take their place, it is better to discard it!
Floating light walked, Lin Luoran floated in the blood pool, closed for three years, the eyes tremble slightly, and the blood was stabbed with a full eye.
She couldn’t take a sigh of the hard-won light. First, I checked the situation in the body, and a smirk was inadvertently hung in my mouth—
Finally, the last aura of the body is refining into spiritual power.
In one year, the absolute value is double.