Chapter Ninety-Three: Handsome for no more than three seconds
At this moment, she didn't want to guess what kind of agreement there was between Ah Ruo and the old woman who took her in.
She only knew that the purse had been returned to its original owner, and the kindness of taking her in had been repaid, and she couldn't help but sigh with a sigh of relief.
"What did she say?" Ah Ruo trembled a little, Zhao didn't really hear it, but he still completely narrated the words in the depths of his memory.
"Madam, Lan Yi is doing well now, I don't know how you are now, Lan Yi misses you very much, when the Heng Mansion was turned to ashes, the young master kept holding your painting... Before leaving, I took a handful of soil from the ground, kept as a souvenir, the blue clothes have never met a good master like you, my life is cheap, I escaped a catastrophe, and I am still running around for decades, and there are countless days of dreaming of you, but it's a pity... I can't see it anymore, a few years ago, I went back to your hometown, buried that handful of soil in your first home, and saw the chessboard that you often told me about, the man...... Is he treating you well? The blue clothes are old, and I don't know who to say these words to, the little girl next to me is clever, I think... It's also possible that she'll meet you one day, ma'am, and the last time she saw the young master, he was still practicing your name... I have never seen such a man in my life, although he is stupid, but he is very affectionate and sexual, and he is stupid in blue, but he is very envious. ”
This passage is very long, Zhao District remembers it clearly, after saying it fluently, her nose is a little sour, she thinks of the old man lying on the bed in shabby clothes, cloudy eyes full of memories The lonely figure of the old man lying on the bed, the things in the world are unknown, maybe a paragraph that is said inadvertently can be accurately conveyed to the ears of another person, and from then on there is another choice.
The rain on the ink clouds is flowing more and more heartily. The protective shield that Ah Ruo had given her on her began to weaken.
This proves that this ghost left in the chess game is also dissipating.
Zhao was a little helpless.
"Arro." A hoarse voice sounded above the ink cloud, it was Lianhua.
After all, can't you keep it?
"Die!" A black whirlwind struck from the sky. The huge impact threw her in the corner, her chest and abdomen hurt, she coughed up a mouthful of blood, and scolded her mother in her heart.
"You're damned!" Lianhua's voice sounded in her ears, and one after another attacks came from the top, and she couldn't stop it, closing her eyes and waiting for death. A dark figure stood in front of her, her sleeve robe fluttered, and the cold face of the fifth morning stream looked so lovely at this moment.
Henglan Bing also rushed over. Said, "Shogi soul swallows." ”
Holding back the pain in her chest and abdomen, she took out a black crystal the size of a grain of rice from her bosom and glanced at Henglan Bing. I still don't believe this thing is so amazing.
"Hurry up!" Henglan Bing was a little anxious. Shove the chess spirit in her hand into her mouth.
A warm current flowed between the chest and abdomen, the pain miraculously disappeared, and the whole body was full of strength, especially a tadpole-like light swimming in the depths of his mind.
The fifth morning stream was in front, the figure was majestic, the black rain was isolated from his world, and Jin Mingyue seemed to be facing a huge difficulty in the distance, and her fair face was purple. There were thick black clouds around him, and the rain did not fall for a long time. A cocoon was formed and enveloped him.
More and more rain gathered around them, unable to move.
They are in a safe area for the time being, because there is a fifth morning stream.
Monk Junxiu and Gu Shi also hid in, and the clothes on Gu Shi's body had been torn through many holes, revealing red skin inside, which was burned by the rain.
"The old man is mad." He put his hands together and said something in his mouth, "I'm going to make a big move too!" ”
A floating light flashed by, and there was a thunder and lightning mark in Gu Yan's palm, he raised the corners of his mouth, and rushed out again, his figure was treacherous, and he soon rushed to Jin Mingyue, and drank loudly, and he didn't hear what he shouted clearly when he was far away, only to see a thunderbolt slashing down from the air, carrying a huge destructive force, directly opening a black cloud, and the light suddenly appeared, Zhao was dumbfounded, and said that the little Taoist priest was quite bullish.
Jin Mingyue's figure was helped, and her figure became more and more upright in the darkness and light.
"I'm leaving." Gu Yan shouted and ran back quickly.
Zhao was very puzzled, pulled him and asked, "Why did you come back?" ”
The palm of her hand passed through a tingling feeling, and Gu Xian had an electric current on her body, and she hurriedly let go.
Gu Yan didn't speak, sat down, and secretly breathed.
Monk Junxiu interjected, "Xiaodao, why are you handsome for less than three seconds?" ”
“……”
Zhao Menqu laughed first, looked at the serious appearance of the handsome monk, and praised their unique friendship.
Gu Yan was so angry by this sentence that he opened his eyes again, and just as he wanted to open his mouth, a black smoke came out of his mouth, he hiccuped, coughed a few times in pain, and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to talk to them.
"Is this your gifted spirit?" Zhao stepped forward and broke his palm, finding that the lightning mark was fading.
Gu Yan bowed his head and continued to breathe.
The stalemate between Jin Mingyue and Mo Yun was broken by Gu Xian, and they officially entered the endless battle.
Zhao looked around and found that there were only a few of them left who came in together.
In this case, the situation is not good.
Once the white son falls into the wind, they may be trapped inside.
She shuddered, quickly spread out the parchment roll, and began to set up.
It is not difficult to arrange the fire from the seven interception arrays, but in the end, it is difficult to place the Shengmen, because the Shengmen is placed under the nose of the enemy, and it is open to mediate with it, and in this position, there must be something that can shake the scene.
She looked around, glanced at Henglanben, and whispered, "Are you familiar with the Fifth Morning Stream?" ”
Henglan Bing was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and subconsciously received, "He doesn't know anyone well." ”
In short, the fifth morning stream is so handsome that it has no friends.
Zhao District sighed, stood up, and discussed with this iceberg-like highness, "Can you do me a favor?" ”
Fifth Chenjian turned his head and looked at her coldly, with tears in his eyes a little vigilant, it seemed to be... Prevent her from suddenly pounced.
“……”
"Can you stand here all the time?"
Zhao said with a smile, and the two eyes outside the mask smiled brightly.
"You want to set up?" Fifth Chenjian asked in a low voice, looking at the parchment in her hand.
Zhao nodded and said what he expected, "My innate spirit is fire, which is just right for this formation." ”
She wondered if this parchment had been given to her by Gu Xian on purpose.
"Okay."
Zhao was stunned for a moment, "Okay?" ”
Fifth Chenjian turned his head, too lazy to talk to her.
"You promised?" She still couldn't believe it.
“……”
"Ouch, why did you say yes so quickly?" Zhao couldn't help but make a mistake, and hurriedly ran back when he saw the slowly cold face of the fifth morning stream.
This person also likes to fry hair, Zhao District smiled (to be continued......)