Chapter 079 Huang Jie's Sorrow II
"Green old man, green old man, come out quickly!" A white-robed young man from an unknown place called out an old man who was all green, pulled the green old man and continued, "We lied to those two little girls!"
The old man looked unconcerned. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"When I was sending them away, didn't I give them a teleportation token for each of them? Do you know, after they went back, they actually agreed to come together in the future, and said that they would come to play four times in that way, do you think they are too much! They actually said that they would bring others to play, it is really unreasonable!" The white robe grumbled in front of the old man Green.
Hearing the words of the white robe, the old man said coldly, "Isn't that what you want!"
"Uh, isn't this to keep our agreement! I didn't do anything beyond it!" Seeing the cold face of the old man green, the white robe continued to say, "Old man green, there are still things you can't think of, we were deceived miserably, I didn't rush back, overheard, no... It's to stay and listen to whether they say anything about us, I actually heard..."The white robe deliberately stopped, wanting to arouse the interest of the old man green, seeing the reaction of the old man, the white robe lost his appetite "Those two little girls knew from the beginning that we were one, and almost knew all our secrets!"
As soon as these words came out, the green old man looked at the white robe with round eyes.
Seeing the exaggerated expression of the old man green, the white robe was happy, how many years have I not seen the old man green change his expression like this. In the eyes of the white robe, he felt that it was so inconsequential to be automatically secreted by the two little girls.
"I knew from the beginning that this shouldn't be!"
The fiery sunset illuminates the entire Taiping Mountain Range so bleak, and the cliff in the east of the Taiping Liang Cottage is even more vicissitudes.
On the edge of the cliff, the yellow silk clothes were as silky as blood. The long sword came out, and the fingers broke, slashing through the tunics.
My departure, will you grieve for me.
My departure, will you shed tears for me.
Will you feel sorry for me for my departure?
Will you regret my departure?
My departure, will you be heartbroken for me.
Maybe you'll be happy to marry her.
Maybe you just remember my mistakes.
Maybe you never cared about me.
Maybe it's always been wishful thinking on my part.
-- Jie Weihua is a masterpiece.
The yellow silk skirt brought out bright red handwriting, and the wind fell. The tired body walked step by step towards the road of no return to the east.
Not far away, looking at the rainbow-like back illuminated by the sunset, step by step, step by step towards the road of the far future. Until he finally disappeared on the edge of the cliff, he could not take his heavy steps, only clenched his fists tightly, and his nails sank into the flesh.
I don't know how long it has been, but it seems that time has become unimportant. He finally came to the place where her blood flowed, picked up the yellow silk scarf on the ground, looked at the familiar handwriting on it, and saw the last line of words: "She doesn't need me!"
Step by step, I came to the edge of the cliff, and seemed to see the face that should have been smiling, "Go!" At the silk scarf falling in the wind, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "I will help you get all this back!"
As dusk fell, Jolen's residence was also lit with candles, and everyone had different feelings when they heard such a strange experience. And Qiao Lun, who is a master, has the deepest feelings, "Alas! Thinking of the green-robed master, it is right to be a teacher and me, and there is also the reality of a master and apprentice!"
The night is very quiet, and what is not quiet is the heart of the daughter's family.
I didn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and I couldn't concentrate if I wanted to cultivate.
Xiang Yue's room was lit with several lights. Grabbed a strand of hair "He likes me, he doesn't like me, he likes me......"
"Go to him, don't go to him, go to him......"
"Why don't you go find Xiao Yi... Go, go, go, go, go......"
The girl's mind didn't know how many rights and wrongs there were, and she gradually calmed down and fell asleep.
In the early morning, a magnificent hall in the northern part of the Taiping Mountains is hidden in the mountains.
"Elder, the last vein of the Lord of the vein today should end the competition as a celebration, you see if we are ......"
"Recently, the lord of the state has been in retreat, and it is inconvenient to come forward, aren't you there someone around there! Go and congratulate, don't go too far!" The words of the dignified-looking man were not so intimidating.
"Yes Elder!"
Taiping Liang Cottage North Field, today's final verdict on the final ranking will be released, and the final reward and final ranking will be announced on it. There are also those who are looking forward to something different.
It didn't take long to wait, and it didn't disappoint. Wang Dashan was in the first place, and the other strong lineups appeared on the high platform.
Everyone looked at Wang Dashan, who sat down and stood up, and everyone quieted down, "After a few days of intense competition in this year's North Field Hall Examination, eighteen outstanding young powerhouses have been decided, and the next competition will win the third to eighteenth rankings, as for the competition, it will be presided over by my daughter Zhao Yihuan throughout the whole process." Before anyone else had time to marvel, they saw Zhao Yihuan's figure appear in the center of the original competition venue.
The words "Hey, brothers and sisters, I'm here ......" drew everyone's attention.
looked at Zhao Yihuan, who was dressed in pink silk, and looked particularly beautiful. The final link of the competition hosted by the righteous daughter of the village owner was also unexpected by everyone. First, the Great Elder provided his newly recruited disciples with a step to improve their status. Now it is the owner of the village who has handed over such a major matter to his righteous daughter, which is not difficult to see the meaning.
"Listen, everyone, the rule of today's competition is to fight luck" Zhao Yihuan exaggeratedly took out a square rock platform from the bracelet, and then took out a red silk box.
"What does this mean, how can you still fight luck in this competition" When everyone was discussing, Zhao Yihuan turned the big box at his fingertips. After a few breaths, it attracted enough eyes before it was placed on the rock platform. Two big black silk characters appeared in everyone's eyes - the lottery.
"What!
"No, it won't!"
"Such a child's play!"
Zhao Yihuan said directly regardless of everyone's discussions: "The lottery is divided into two parts, and the eight people who have the third to tenth candidate qualifications will be drawn first. The others then collect the rank of eleven to eighteen. Those who do not show up or abstain from voting will have a bye and will be ranked last. Reserve the ranking and cancel the reward" I don't know if Zhao Yihuan is intentional or unintentional, but in the eyes of some people, it means something else.
Burst!
Before Zhao Yihuan finished speaking, I saw a lot of people spurting out a mouthful of blood. And Zhao Yihuan smiled and said, "This box will be locked by the owner of the second village with his spiritual sense, and others are not allowed to peep."
Hearing Zhao Yihuan's words, some people understood why some people vomited blood.
"Okay, let's get started!" Zhao Yihuan picked up the box again and shook it.
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