Chapter 21: Wireless Spiritual Products (Part II)

"Qiu Ju, Qiu Ju: Our young lady has been in the room for a whole day, and she is still smiling...... "Chunhong lay in Qiu Ju's ear, and the double shadow Chunhong, who has always been sharp-toothed, suddenly said softly.

"Shhhh----h She also didn't understand why the little girl, who had always been quiet as the night, was suddenly uneasy......

This is a large family, just the classical buildings, there are no less than 90 buildings here, it is said that these are all built by Zi Ruokong's father Zi Penghai, the buildings of the purple family are in a thousand forms, these 90 buildings alone, is 90 Western paintings with different postures. The painting style is scattered, like one small bird after another, it suddenly lands in the forest of the earth, and then inhabits this place for many years---- and still does not move......

"Kong'er, Kong'er, come out to see the fireworks, today we are going to hold a fireworks festival in the first courtyard of the Zi Family!" I only heard the voice of a middle-aged woman, and it came happily.

"Yo, look! Madame called her herself, and she smiled like a rare flower, how can it be more realistic than acting----?" It must have been with the permission of Mrs., the little girl Shuangying Chunhong and Hansha Qiuju each held one side, poked the small hole in the window with her little finger, and squinted into the room.

"Shouldn't our young lady have encountered a big happy event and can't get out of laughter, right?" Hansha Qiuju heard Shuangying Chunhong's heart, so she replied with her heart.

Shuangying Chunhong and Hansha Qiuju have just turned ten years old, it is the period of childhood struggling in their lives, and in order to teach them martial arts, Zi Ruokong's mother ---- Rong Yuesha treats them as her own, although they verbally shout Miss, Miss, girl, girl, but their respective rooms are not smaller than Zi Ruokong's room, and the three little girls will sleep in strings of rooms many times, they talk frankly, without any barriers......

"Madame is here, Madame is here!" Shuangying Chunhong heard Madame's footsteps and walked in, and quickly lifted her body up, and lifted Hansha Qiuju and also lifted it to the roof smoothly......

"Shhh

"Bang!" "Bang!" two absolutely ethereal sounds, the double shadow spring red and the sand autumn chrysanthemum fell like leaves, put themselves on the eaves, and each looked into the house along the holes of the two tiles!

Their lovely little sister: purple as the sky, still smiling into the ---- like a god of the underworld who is not as good as a generation of gods......

"Knock knock! knock!" There were three slight knocks on the door, but Miss Wakakong didn't move.

"Knock knock! knock!" There were three more knocks at the door, but Miss Ruokong still didn't move.

"How is it? Still not moving? Our young lady has always been gentle and virtuous, quiet and picturesque, why ...... today" Shuangying Chunhong, who was talking to Hansha Qiuju, suddenly stopped talking, and her voice was full of something strange......

"Bang Bang!" Just as Shuangying Chunhong showed her suspicions, her master Rong Yuesha had already risen in the air, slamming her feet steadily sideways against her daughter's boudoir door, and when Shuangying Chunhong and Hansha Qiuju, who were staying on the roof, were staring at Zi Ruokong, who was behaving abnormally, they saw that their master Rong Yuesha had broken through the door, like a little witch flying a broom in the sky, sweeping over Zi Ruokong with a clear smile on her face.

"Whoa!", Rong Yuesha's whole body was like a shadow of a tree, standing still in the little daughter's purple room, looking at no one on all sides, Rong Yuesha frowned, looking at her daughter with righteousness: she was still smiling weakly, as if she was immersed in a realm that no one could reach......

I turned around my daughter three times, and I saw that the little girl was still smirking as always, and it was a maze of laughing punches......

Suddenly, Rong Yuesha stood behind her daughter, and a dark voice made a move, as if she was going to push the whole room up, but when those skills were concentrated, it was like