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Incredible voices rang out.

Everyone looked at the beautiful-looking woman suspiciously, and although they were sure in their hearts, they still didn't dare to admit the truth.

The person in front of her was indeed Rosa, who ran away about ten years ago, and when she left, she carried a patched baggage and followed a middle-aged man in black.

Rumor has it that the man was a trafficker who gave Rosa's father a million and bought her away.

But now she is back, and she stands in front of everyone with a good smile. Luo Yu's eyes were sharp, and she immediately recognized that the clothes on her body were all limited editions of famous brands from a certain family, the bag was LV, and the watch Belle Feida, if it was genuine, it would cost hundreds of thousands.

"Rosa, she's developed..."

"Didn't she be abducted by human traffickers? ”

"You can buy a car with that watch alone. ”

The people in the hall whispered and looked at her with strange expressions. Luo Yu also smiled and walked over to hold her hand: "Sasha, we haven't seen each other for a long time, thank you for coming to my wedding today." ”

Luo Yu saw the red envelope with a corner in her bag, which was very thick, and it was estimated that there were 10,000 yuan, which was a huge amount of money in a relatively backward town in 10 years. The Rakshasa is real, that is, a female tyrant and a nouveau riche, so she thinks it's cool to paste a stack of banknotes on other people's faces, instead of pretending to be a temperamental upper-class person.

Rakshasa nodded lightly, took his hand back from the other party's arms without a trace, and then threw the red envelope into a wedding basin where the money was placed, the red envelope was not sealed, and everyone saw the thick stack inside, the general gift in the town was 50, some were 100, and the more were only 200, and her red envelope was on the top of seventy or eighty people.

Luo Yu and the groom Liu Moumou immediately regarded her as a distinguished guest.

But after doing this, Rakshasa found that her heart did not fluctuate much, and she looked around, looking for a few shadows with some eagerness. In the crowd, she found those seven aunts and eight aunts who had been absent for a long time, but she just didn't find her parents.

She heard enviously asked:

"Sasha, how much does your bag cost, it's beautiful. ”

"Sasha, where do you work now?"

"Are you married, what does your husband do?"

"Where do you stay?"

That's a good question. Every time you answer one, you can slap your face, Rakshasa can say that I am the boss of a certain company, and I can take a 'list' with a monthly income of 10 million, and there are many luxury cars.

But Rakshasa was in a mess in his heart. She found that in the face of these old friends who had looked down on her, there was not much excitement to regain face, and Rakshasa felt like a bystander, just following a predetermined plan.

She didn't actually fit into this town, and she couldn't enjoy being surrounded by the envious eyes of ordinary people at this wedding—all of this boiled down to two words. It's too boring for Rakshasa to be.

Bags, watches, and clothes are dust in the eyes of warriors. If you want to make others envious, the best thing is an immortal weapon, among which the defensive immortal weapon has the highest value, and it can immediately make a group of innate and even foundation-building, greedy eyes red.

Rakshasa sighed lightly, and then she understood the strange feeling of being out of place, what the problem was. She is not in the same world as this group of people.

Even if they breathe the same air and say the same thing, they turn around and face work, bosses, money. There are only swords and swords in her world, and there are many enemies who want to kill her. The killer's job is to stay alive, take on the mission, and then become stronger and take out those enemies.

Rakshasa was a little tired, she waved her hand, like a fly to drive those hypocritical 'girlfriends' aside, she couldn't help but bring some internal air when doing this action, and the cold wind immediately blew into the hall.

Luo Yu and the groom only felt creepy, and they didn't know what the problem was, and when they came back to their senses, Rakshasa was already sitting on the chair of the banquet, with their slender and white thighs hanging up, holding their hands on their chests, and lazily taking out a cigarette and lighting it.

The celebrity temperament she created when she entered the hall was completely ruined, just like the hooligans collecting debts on the street, especially the posture of flicking cigarette ash with her index finger, the groom Liu Moumou knew at a glance that she was an old Jianghu, and the index finger with red nail polish was slightly yellowed, which was smoked after a long time of smoking.

Everyone looked at each other. I haven't seen this girl for ten years, and it seems that there have changed a lot. It's just that everyone doesn't know her very well, when they went to school, they all knew her, but there were few who were particularly good, and for a while Rakshasa was smoking by himself, and the atmosphere was cold, and Luo Yu, who was in charge, didn't know what to say.

But what puzzles everyone the most is what has happened to Rakshasa in the past ten years. Looks rich, but she wasn't bought by traffickers?

At this time, there was a burst of firecrackers outside, and the groom Liu Moumou frowned, the whip had already been released, and the goods outside were 'happy'. It's just to say something nice and ask for money. The people who do this are generally old people, and they have to be thick-skinned.

Liu Moumou hurriedly waved his hand, took out a few pieces of stuff and gave it to his brother, and made a look: "Get those people away." ”

This little episode was not taken to heart by Rakshasa, for her, Luo Yu and the groom were just passing by, stones on the side of the road. Not to mention those old things who rely on their cheeks to ask for food, Rakshasa feels that they are not even as good as ants, they have hands and feet, but they lick their old faces to ask for money, and if they don't give it, they will sprinkle scoundrels on the ground.

After smoking a cigarette, she casually threw it away and stepped on it. It's boring to think, it's time to leave and go to the house. Take a look and leave, if you really have to accompany that kid to the East, I guess you won't be able to come back.

Outside, a surprised voice suddenly came, it was the groom Liu Moumou. Just now, for some reason, his brother ran over anxiously and whispered a few words in his ear, and Liu Moumou's face changed and he ran out.

At this time, the voice reached the ears of the rakshasas.

"Rosa, it's your dad out there!"

For a moment, she wondered if she had misheard.

Rakshasa was in a trance in front of him, and he stumbled a little when he walked. After reacting, she hurriedly flashed out, and everyone saw a dark shadow, and then she disappeared.

From the hall to the outside, there are at most twenty meters, and the cultivation of the Rakshasa Innate Realm does not need even a second. But in this second, her face was bloodless, and she thought a lot.

Her father is also a tough guy, but after her mother became seriously ill, she became more and more decadent. But if you are in good health, you won't be able to catch up with the joy of life, right?

When he saw the old man outside wearing a torn green military coat, showing cotton everywhere, and wearing a dark blue old cadre's hat, Rakshasa was stunned on the spot. I felt a mist in my eyes bubbling out, and my fingers couldn't control the trembling.

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