Chapter 540: All previous efforts

With a smile, Tao Ding finally recovered a bit of emotion.
"I know I know... but I haven't seen..."
He didn't know how to call Qiu Wushuang for a while, so he could only retreat to the door with a smile.
"Um, you guys talk, I'm going to make tea..."
Ling Luoyu suddenly condensed his eyes: "No need! People are so busy, there must be no time to drink tea here!"
Qiu Wushuang's pupils trembled, and after all he smiled: "Yeah, I won't drink the tea... I think you are very busy too! I won't bother... If you find out something, can you tell me? !?"
Ling Luoyu stared coldly: "Does it have anything to do with you?!"
Qiu Wushuang's lips trembled slightly, as he wanted to say something, he finally had no words and turned away sadly.
Tao Ding looked at her back with some sympathy, and shook his head helplessly.
"Poor people must have something to hate! I knew today, why bother!"
The original Qiu Wushuang might only need two days to find out the truth.
But she didn't!
So she lost these twenty years.
It is this nearly twenty years that is doomed for the rest of her life!
While sighing, he looked at Shang Ling Luoyu's murderous gaze.
With awe, he suddenly remembered what he had done under horror.
Instinctively bowed his head, and the ashes everywhere made his old face "huh" discolored.
"Ahem...Oh, I suddenly feel uncomfortable...No, I have to lie down...Oh! My old bone..."
He coughed and left here almost fleeing.
Look at Ling Luoyu's eyes, if he doesn't leave, this old bone might be removed.
He wailed and screamed, but his feet slipped faster than anyone else.
Disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye
Seeing Tao Ding fleeing, Ling Luoyu finally bowed his head helplessly at the ashes.
It was not that piece of paper that was burning in the brazier. Now that it was dumped, all the ashes were crushed into a ball. It was difficult to distinguish it from the sky.
Nowadays, she can only describe according to the rough memory of the time, and try to describe the appearance of the time.
Following the memory, she painted a little bit of what it was like at the time.
It's just that the more I describe it, the more tangled she is.
"What are these things!?"
On her paper, there are unwritten ghost symbols.
It's not so much a word as a regular graffiti.
"Snapped!"
She threw the brush in her hand and gritted her teeth with hatred.
Hearing the movement, Tao Ding showed half of his head to please.
"Master San, I made tea for you, would you like to try it?"
Although Ling Luoyu hated Tao Ding's kick, he knew that he didn't do it on purpose.
Besides, he is also doing his best for himself, and he really can't be angry about it.
Now pursed his lips: "Bring it!"
Tao Ding was overjoyed and hurriedly presented the tea cup to please the laughter.
"Master San, this is the new tea I stole from the old man's room, he is not willing to drink it himself..."
Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "What do you have that my grandpa has!? Is this your tea?!"
Tao Ding was pierced, and he smiled immediately: "I'm not thinking about the master, can it be a little grade? I made the tea that a bad old man drank for the third young master, didn't I look for scolding?!
He turned his gaze slightly, turned to the letter paper on the ground, and changed the subject.
"Huh?! Third Young Master, are you going to be self-taught?!"
He whirled around the letter paper.
"Don't tell me, this word, you really wrote a seven-point image..."