After knowing that Chengxin was fine, Jian Yu said "oh", squatted down and continued to play with gold nuggets, but it didn't take long for him to lose interest, staring down at the ground and not knowing what he was thinking. The old woman understands www.biquge.info that girlish feelings are always poetry, and when she is young, she will always have fantasies and longings of love and love, as long as she doesn't look in the mirror.

The old woman was about to leave, when she suddenly heard Jian Yu muttering, "That fool never called my name...... It's better now, kidnap me here and go back by myself, so where am I going in the future? I'm tired of it, and my life is confused again. ”

"You don't have to worry about that, there is someone who is very interested in you and willing to take you in." The old woman turned back and said with a smile.

Jian Yuyu glanced at her suspiciously: "After you use me up, you have already found a good next family to take over?" Alas, I'm too much of a saint. ”

"Don't call us human traffickers, he's a super good guy. It's a blessing for you to be looked at by him. ”

Holy woman, mother-in-law, she is a holy woman, and the only person she looks up to is called blessed. Can you stop reminding her again and again that the "Holy Maiden" has no value other than lighting?

Jian Yu's tone didn't come out, and suddenly the bridge of his nose was hot, and a tear came out. She hurriedly wiped it off, fanned the wind with her palm, and looked up with her eyes wide open, but where could she stop the tears that had to show her face. Tears kept pouring out, falling with a broken heart, if I remember correctly, this should be the first time she has cried so sadly and desperately in this ghost place. Cry, cry, cry, women should cry, uncomfortable should cry, sad should cry, grievances should cry, no one should comfort you should cry, crying to death is yours!

As soon as the saint could not cry, the light on the stone wall turned into pure white snowflakes, which kept falling, piling up together into a dull gray, and without a single stick of incense, the gray snowdrifts had already covered half of the stone wall, and the light in the cave was much darker. The legions of elderly dwarves who were crackling and planning to stop work stopped work, complaining that they couldn't see clearly and admiring the wonders on the walls.

The old woman was still kind at heart, and she flattened the laborers who complained the most in a row, and turned into a domineering capitalist to coerce the old dwarf army to speed up the progress of the project. I didn't expect it to be really efficient, and it was completed after Jian Yuyu had four more pieces of gold in his hand. The old dwarven army led by the old woman was so excited and happy, it was like saving the world. Jian Yuyu is mixed, she is happy that she can get paid, she has seen the first pot of gold in her life prepared by the old woman for her, and she is worried about where to go when she leaves here? The more you think about it, the more unreliable the big guy who took over.

The old woman led everyone back from the original road, up to the big stone cave where Jian Yuyu saw the light of the saint for the first time, the old dwarf legion left neatly through the door, the old woman grabbed Jian Yuyu who was going out with her, pointed to the top, raised her little short legs and stomped down, the land continued to rise, and slowly stopped after five minutes.

There was a small hole on the other side of the stone cave, Jian Yuyu was so blinded by a beam of light from there, the old woman took her skirt and walked there, the cold wind was blowing, it seemed that they came to the sky from the ground all at once.

Squinting his eyes and walking outside the entrance of the cave, a strong whirlwind fell from the sky, and the whirring sound of flapping wings came from overhead, against the hard, heavy giant wings. Jian Yuyu had already expected who it was, and raised her head tremblingly, the big red dragon with golden eyes and an abyssal body was floating in the sky looking at her.

The big red dragon narrowed his short-sighted eyes, aimed at that little target, stretched out his cold big dragon claws, and grabbed Jian Yuyu. At the same time, the saint turned her head angrily, glared at the old woman standing at the entrance of the cave smiling and waving her hand, and shouted: "human traffickers! I don't see what I'm going to do! Death, not blind ......"

The red hurricane roared, carrying all the hopes and longings of the saint, and the panic and curiosity roared away, turning into a shining red star on the horizon of the day.