Vol 2 Chapter 560: It’s a pair of sharp, full-bodied

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With a sigh of relief, I asked, "I was sleeping well last night?"
Liu Yan shyly nodded, his mouth smiled: "Thanks to the seven sons to stay, otherwise, the first time into the ancient Yongfu, the little girl did not even have a place to land, afraid to be on the streets, the wind meal is sleeping."
Whether it can be traced back or not, a person who can run from Kyoto to Dingzhou, how can it not be entangled, since there is a entanglement, and where it will go hungry and frozen, there are inns in the wilderness, not to mention the fact that it has arrived in the city.
It’s just that the other party is interested in pleasing, and it’s too lazy to take a deep look at it. This kind of thing, he has heard a lot of things before, and he doesn’t care.
"It’s not early, if you are hungry, you will be told downstairs.
In the end, he was the one he had taken in, and he said one thing.
Liu Yujiao’s nod, and bent again:
The little girl retire first.

Liu Yan knows that if she wants to make her look back to her, she can't seem too cheap, proper and interesting, and dignified, it is a long-term solution.
If one is talking to the seven kings, they will not stop. The other party is tired of not saying, but they will feel that they have other plots and their intentions. When they are appropriate, they will be sensible and sensible, but they will make them feel good.
The squats of getting along with each other, taking care of the inch, Liu Yan will go beyond the tolerance, going downstairs, as if it is really hungry.
Just walking to the stairs, Liu Yan stopped the pace and pretended to be awakened and asked: "Is the seven sons available?"
Looking back and looking at the door that has not been opened, subconsciously, shaking his head.
Liu Yan took the opportunity to say: "The little girl first sent breakfast to the seven sons. If it is late, I am afraid that the kitchen will be busy, and I will not do it carefully."
Liu Yan’s words are very pleasing, and they can’t be rejected. They don’t look diligent, they don’t look indifferent, the scale is just right, and there’s not much.
When Liu Yan finished, he took a pair of watery scorpions and looked straight back.
Hesitated for a long time, seems to think of something, then should be: "Well."
Liu Yan smiled and left, looking back at the back of Liu Yan, half a sigh, once again, looking at the door that had been left for a long time, thin lips, smashed into a line.
Recalling the same words, in the same way, in the past, the little girl was always squatting in his ear. If he didn’t eat it, he would have to rely on it, but the little girl was so smooth and slick, and he never let go, but he was born at night. Come and find him, and return to find a bunch of things, forcing him to finish.
Obviously it is an annoying move, but now I want to come, but I want to laugh.
Shake his head and think about it. If this Mr. Liu really couldn’t save the child, he would immediately go to Kyoto and recruit the people from the hospital.
If the girl is dead, she is somewhat reluctant. The child who is really serving the daily life is really pitiful.
in the room.
One after another, a silver needle acupuncture points, but in two quarters of an hour, Liu Wei’s head has already produced fine hot sweat.
It is very laborious to apply the needle, it is a long time, and it is easy to exhaust the essence. Liu Wei’s brain power is good, and the internal force is enough, but it can’t help but continue to suffer.
However, it has been so frustrating, Liu Wei actually feels that if he wants to save the chick, the success rate is somewhat precarious.
Brows tightly, Liu Wei now only hopes that the chick can find some wisdom, not too much, just enough.
Liu Wei is afraid that the chick has no sense of wisdom, and there is no clear consciousness. This kind of brain death is no different from the vegetative.
Liu Wei is busy in this group, and there is no leisure in the side.
In particular, after waiting for the general order, the door was up and down, and it was all over the side to find him, and the guarantee of his flashing words, Mr. Zhong, will definitely not be a sinister person, but more It is impossible to do killing and killing. Mr. Zhong is just a weak scholar. He has no power to bind his hands. Swan Wenwen only takes a pen, and dares to kill him with a knife.
It was Rong Rong who issued a crime certificate and indicated that he had played against Zhong Ziyu and was injured by Zhong Ziyu. Others still did not believe it.
Even Sun Qi, who has always been with Rong Rongma’s head, is also twitching and asking, is it wrong?
Rong Ling was too lazy to elaborate with them, and the article was issued, and Rong Ling personally stamped it and posted it immediately.
The ancient ruins are so small, and Rong is the biggest official here. Even if there are other people who want to say anything, they are not blunt.
Sun Qi finally sighed and signaled people to post notices.
But it is not true. Once I heard the good reputation, Mr. Zhong, who is very happy, even turned out to be a murderer and attacked the court officials. The people began to whisper, and the rumors were all excused for Zhong Ziyu.
Some people even said that it was a man who did not look down on Mr. Zhong, and deliberately fell into sin of a murder. In fact, it was clearly a public feud.
The people were filled with indignation, and they all wanted to find Mr. Zhong to come out and say clearly, but when they went to Zhongfu to find people, they saw that they were empty.
Could it be that it was a fear of sin?
Gradually, the rumors are even worse, and the rumors of the various rumors are even more ridiculous.
At noon, in a farmhouse in Sancai Town, Guyong County, a middle-aged man with a ugly appearance, carrying a bag of golden sore medicine, entered the yard.
The courtyard was quiet and quiet. The middle-aged man squatted into the courtyard door and walked straight into the main house. When he entered, he looked at the direction of the bed and confirmed that the person on the bed had not left. He put the wound medicine on the table from the sleeve. Inside, take out a notice and hand it to the couch.
The clear-cut man who closed his eyes and calmed his spirits slowly and embarrassedly, unlike his polite appearance, the man’s scorpion opened, and it was a pair of sharp and flawless.
He took the notice and took a casual look. He sneered: "It's polite to say something like this."
The middle-aged man poured himself a glass of water and sat down on the chair. After thinking for a long time, he couldn’t figure it out. He asked: "I am curious, who told you, loves one person, is pursuing this method. ?"
The Qing dynasty man will leave the notice and throw it on his back. He will close his eyes and obviously do not want to answer.
The middle-aged man is not arrogant: "You are talking about it, I know that you have married a descendant of the family. It is said that you and the family are not deep enough. Do you have to go to the water again? This is nothing. But you like that person, that is, to let that person hate you, and then make yourself dying? What kind of love is this? You will make people around you get rid of it, and also put people The son is hurt, and in the end, the little birds are killed. You said that you are doing this, that is, if one day you take the person over, you are not afraid of the person’s night and half, and sneak a knife. ......"
The last "you" word has not been finished yet. The Qing Man has sneered and his eyes have not been opened. He just leaned over and leaned back to the middle-aged man, saying that he had to take a rest.
After the middle-aged man squatted, he slammed his head and said: "How can I forget that if you are afraid of death, you are not you."