Chapter 562: Warm treasure, I am hurting 212

Xuan Jiu did not have any burdens. He nodded. "Oh, then I will go back and prepare for it tomorrow morning."
The number of warmth should also come down. When Xuanjiu left, he quickly went to Li Yuan to mention the matter. Li Yuan listened and kindly reminded her: "Wang Hao, although you said that this person is your friend, you can It was because of this talent that year ago that you and the king of the king were born with a gap. In addition, he is the general of the Southern Dynasties. Wang Hao should avoid this suspicion."
If it was in the past, the number of warmth probably wouldn’t be persuaded, but she thought about it at this time. It’s such a truth. She is now a king of thousands of inks, and she can’t just care about her feelings as before. .
On the following day, when Xuan Jiu came to her, the number of warmth would let him go back to Beichuan first, and find Linwu to help find someone. Linwu has been walking on the darts for many years. He has a wide range of knowledge and sees far more people than her. Maybe there are some clues about Linwu.
After Xuan Jiu left, the number of warm hearts was still uneasy. She always felt that things were not as simple as she thought, but for a while she couldn’t say where it was wrong.
The more you do, the more you miss Uncle Uncle, and he can't wait for him to return immediately.
On this day, the elementary school went to school.
Wen Jian came out from the yard where she was in class. I saw that there were two young children who didn’t know how to be tall and thick, and they followed the youthfulness. Of course, in Wen Jian’s opinion, although he was a child himself, all he was shorter than him would call it. For the little boy.
The two little-nose children followed the blue-eyed body and chattered.
"Children, can you teach me to write? I let me give you a lot of money!"
"Children don't want to listen to him. There are so many rare treasures in my family. I will give you a few gifts to my mother. You can play with me for a day, can you?"
The cool little green child took the book bag and walked facelessly, not even back, let alone the two small followers behind him.
What she didn't know was that although she was cool, she was attracted to the eyes of many children in the elementary school because she was so beautiful and beautiful.
Therefore, even if the little guy is cool and cold, there are still children who want to be close to the childish.
For example, these two little children in the eyes of Wen Jian.
Wen Jian wrinkled his small eyebrows, and walked over and said nothing to stop in front of the two little farts, he said very seriously: "You are not allowed to follow the childish."
The little boy squinted at him: "Where did you come out?"
The little boy has two nostrils, and he is so arrogant: "Dare to talk to the young master in this tone. You are the name, who are you?"
"No matter where I came from, whoever is a child, you are not allowed to follow the childish." Wen Jian still looked at them calmly.
"Hey." The little-nose boy wiped his nose, "I can’t even name the name. I’m afraid there are no children in the company."
After all, Wen Jian was a child. This sentence suddenly poked his pain. Wen Jian’s eyes were red, and he stared at the little boy with a sly look. He was about to say something, and suddenly he was familiar with Wenrun. The voice: "Small Jane, come here."
Wen Jianxiao’s back was slightly stiff, and he knew who was behind him, but he was stubbornly reluctant to turn his head and refused to respond.
But the two little farts were more than one, and the one who saw Wen Jian’s sly, smiled and said:
It’s a broken wheelchair, you’re a broken leg!