Chapter 545: Heroes save the beautiful dog

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The temperature string was tilted to the head, and the lips were rubbed. Suddenly, the backhand punched the bell and left the face.
Zhong Lizhen was caught off guard and stopped in two steps.
The string of cold and cold looked at the clock, and the bloodthirsty scorpion was full of killings.
The face of Zhong Lijun is not so good. He hates the Wenling and looks angry.
"Hey..." It was another punch to the face of Wenling.
"What the did you do for her?"
Zhong Lie bites his teeth, and his anger is raging in the dark throat.
"boom......"
The string was not to be outdone, and immediately returned a punch.
"none of your business."
The hoarse voice is full of disdain.
"Ah......"
Zhong Li sneered at the lips and sneered. "It's none of my business, then why are you coming to me?"
The warmth of the strings was cold, and a anger filled the heart, and the movements on the hands were very hot.
Both of them had anger with their fists, and soon the fire burned.
The hot fist fluttered in the air and fell on the faces of the two.
I don't know how long I played, from the daytime to the night, from the inside to the village, until the two did not have a bit of strength, they finally stopped.
"Beep", the two fell to the grass at the same time, but no more strength to climb up.
The night wind was cool, the dark night sky flashed through, and the big raindrops fell down.
The temperature string closes the eye, letting the rain fall to the face.
Zhong Li squatted on his chest, gasping and roaring at the string.
"If she has something, I will never let you go."
In the violent storms, except for the "squeaky" sound of the raindrops, there are only two people breathing.
After a long time, the hoarse voice came quietly.
"She has something and she can't use you."
If she does something, he will not let himself go.
The low voice is not really clear in the rain, but it still shakes the heart of the clock.
Zhong Liqi got up in silence, rubbed his chest and walked back to the villa.
Looking at the girl's woodcarving in the palm of his hand, the sly scorpion seems to have no focal length.
"It's so cute, you guys are doing very well."

It’s good to do well, but are you sending it wrong?

"The string brother should give me a copy of it, so that when I want to string my brother, I can take it out and think about it."
"What is it that people think? We will never be apart."
"No worries..."
Hot tears, did not enter the hair along the rain.
Pressing the girl woodcarving into her arms, the string is curled up into a ball.
Wind house, secret room.
"You really don't go up with me."
The wind and the wind looked at the leaves on the ground and tidy up the leaves. The brows were wrinkled.
"It's good here."
Ye Wuwei did not even lift his head, still carefully paved.

It’s dark and damp, it’s not airy, how is it suitable for pregnant women?

Looking at Ye Wushou's persistent look, the wind is rushing.
The movement of the leaves on the hands of the worries, the pink otters flashed lightly.
"It's safe here."
String brother has noticed the wind house, and now for her, this room is the safest, she can not go out to take the risk.
The wind and the wind did not want to raise their eyebrows. "They have already come and will not come again."
Even if they came, they dared to enter her mortuary.
After the paving, the best layer was covered, and the leaves stood up.
"It's really good here."
The wind flutters and frowns. Just want to talk, I listen to Ye Wushou. "You are going out, lest the hoes can't find you in a hurry."
"I really can't help you." The wind sighed and sighed, squinting at the two layers of thin paving. "Wait, I will give you two more beds."
Leaf no worries lips micro-hook, gently nod.
The wind and the wind turned helplessly and went out of the secret room. Soon, the wind and the wind squatted and smashed down, tossing back and forth for four or five, and finally moved the two beds.
"All right."
Looking at the thickened quilt, the wind was so happy that he nodded.
Ye Wushao smiled and waved his hand. "Okay, come on."
"I'm leaving."
The wind and the wind reluctantly looked at the worry-free belly, "take care of my daughter-in-law."
......
Ye Wushou grinned, chuckled, "Do not worry, I will pay attention."
After the wind and the wind, the leaves were sorrowful and squatted on the paved bed.
The secret room is very quiet, and there is nothing more than the sound of your own breathing.
I thought I could fall asleep soon, but after flipping it a few times, I opened my eyes helplessly.
There is no string brother, I really can't sleep.
No worries, a small mouth, and the young woodcarving from the arms.
The slender fingers portrayed the little girl's eyebrows a little, and the pink eyes were missing at the moment.
"What does the carving do?"
"I want to sculpt you so that I can pair it with my woodcarving."
"I'll help you."
"No, I am carving myself."
The yellowish candlelight flashed, lengthening the small figure reflected on the wall, and the lonely and lonely taste drifted in the air.
String brother, my baby and I miss you...
No worries, one hand stroking the stomach, one hand touching the wood carving, the corner of the eye sliding a tear, but the lips are holding a happy smile.
The night is short and the thoughts are long.
General.
"The last time you asked me to check, I found out."
Mu Xiaowu ran into the study and said that he grabbed the teacup and drowned it.
Xia Houchen raised his eyebrows, put down his military books, stood up and walked to the table to sit down.
"It’s a worry-free princess."
After drinking a few glasses of water, Mu Xiaowu felt that the scorpion was more comfortable.

No worries?
Xia Houchen raised his eyebrows in a strange way, and he was puzzled.
Why did she leave?

Wen Xian, the kid, secretly liked her for eight years. When he said this, he remembered the incident in Luo Bing eight years ago. At that time, he knew that Wen String was like worry-free, but he did not expect that worry-free is actually woman.
"The worry-free princess seems to be pregnant, but I heard that Wen Xian does not intend to have children, so the worry-free princess ran out."
Mu Xiaowu will say, and there is a pity and worry in the middle.
A woman who is as soft and weak as a princess-free princess is now running out with her pregnancy. What is going to happen, how can it be good?
"impossible."
Xia Houchen frowned frowningly. "Where did you hear the news?"
"I heard the warmth and the cold sorrow, it seems that there is a curse in the worry-free princess, can not bear."
In fact, he did not understand it, just listened to it.
Curse?
Xiahouchen’s face became dignified.
See Xiahou morning face ugly, Mu Xiaowu eyebrows contemptuous, "What?"

Nothing?
Xiahouchen flashed lightly and looked at Mu Xiaowu.
You also sent troops to help find it.

"Ok."
Mu Xiao nodded, even if he did not explain, he also planned to send troops to help find someone.
The next day, Bai Xuan Xuan.
Looking at the pale string of his face lying on the bed, the cold brow wrinkled.
"how is he?"
"No worries..."
The temperature string closed his eyes, his brows squeezed together, and the pale lips whispered unconsciously.
Cool and lift, put down the wrist of the warm string.
"I was injured by internal injuries, and I had a fever."
I squinted at the wood carving in the hand of the string, and I felt a dim in the cool.
"No worry or no news?"
Cool 笙 deliberately lowered the sound, as if afraid of being heard by the warm string.
The cold light flashed lightly and shook his head gently.
The cold nose was sour and almost fell into tears.
"I am going to give my third brother medicine."
Wolvering out of the room, I couldn't help but shed tears.
No worries, where are you?
"No worries, don't go, please..."
There is still a whimper in the low pleading.
I couldn’t bear to blink and walked out of the room.
Where else will she go besides those places?
After chilling and frowning for a moment, he went to Qingyou Mountain Villa again.
Yucheng, Ji Shitang.
"The wind girl is coming."
Seeing the wind, the shopkeeper immediately greeted him.
"same as usual."
Feng Yuyou put a piece of amethyst on the counter.
"Well, wait a moment."
The shopkeeper happily accepted the amethyst, and soon handed the medicine to the wind.
"Your medicine, take it."
"Thanks."
The wind took the medicine pack and turned and went out.
Somewhere outside the Ji Shi Tang, Wu Zongbing saw the wind and the medicine pack out, and the light flashed.
It seems that I feel someone behind me, and the wind is turning around.
Wu Zongbing suddenly shook his heart and immediately retracted his head.
After sweeping a circle, no suspicious people were found, and the wind and the eyebrows were scornful. One of them fled to a remote small street.
The wind smacked and carefully watched the front, while slowly retreating.
"咔吱" feels that I have stepped on a soft thing, and for a moment, the whole person is not good.
I am coveted by the cold, I hope that I am wrong, but unfortunately contrary to expectations.
She really, stepping on the shit...
The windy, small face wrinkled into a ball, screaming at the at the foot.
Her luck today is not too good.
The wind slammed the skirt carefully and tried to remove his foot from the shit, but slipped in the next second, and the whole person leaned back.
"Be careful."
The clear sound sounded, and the wind was too late to react. A powerful big hand slammed her waist, followed by a spin, and took her away from the shit.
The wind swayed back and looked at the extraordinary face of Zhang Junyi. A heart suddenly jumped up.
Seeing the wind and the sky, I stared at myself for a moment, Ning Zichen frowned. "You are fine."
There is some alienation in the clear voice.
"Thank you."
The wind rushed back to God, his face was red, and he stood up straight, but he stepped on the foot of Ning Zichen because of inertia.
Ning Zichen's black face instantly, coveted his own feet.
Feng Fengyou immediately retracted his foot and looked at the yellow and yellow things that appeared on the dark upper. The wind was so beautiful that he wanted to die.
Damn, don't be so clever.
The wind squeezing the eyebrows, "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean it."
Ning Zichen is black and does not speak.
Looking at the gloomy face of Ning Zichen, the wind is even more embarrassing.
"If you take off your shoes, I will wash you."
The wind looked at Ning Zichen and said it was careful.
Although the is not made by her, but the people are also good to help her to get on, to help people wash their shoes, it is understandable.
"no need."
With the urge to throw away the shoes, Ning Zichen turned and walked away.
Seeing Ning Zichen just like this, the wind is so dumbfounded.
"Hey, what's your name?"
The wind rushed to catch up with two steps and asked urgently.
Ning Zichen turned around and looked at the wind faintly.
The wind is a pretty face, "That, I can pay you a pair of shoes."
I barely found a reason for my name.
Ning Zichen's lips and micro-hooks, squinting at the wind and swaying his right foot, faintly raising his eyebrows, "Girls are still going home to change shoes."
"what......"
After Ning Zichen’s reminder, Feng Xiaoyou finally remembered that he had stepped on the and screamed and jumped.
Looking at the wind and the madness, Ning Zichen’s lips were light and turned and disappeared into the corner.