Chapter 8 What you see depends on how you look at it
"You, you talk nonsense!!" Dong Qitian was suddenly at a loss and spoke incoherently.
Chen Feng was obviously impatient: "Okay, are you talking nonsense that you haven't beeped in your heart?" Wasting our expressions in vain. Hurry up and get out, don't wait for Lao Tzu to do it himself! β
Chen Feng's words had obviously completely angered Dong Qitian: "Do you really think that I am afraid of you?!" Ten times ......"
Chen Feng stretched out his right hand, and with a slight finger of his index finger pointing forward, Dong Qitian and the three flew out in the blink of an eye.
"If you dare to take half a step, you can't take care of your own life!" Chen Feng said and slammed the door shut.
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It took a long time for the three of them to come back to their senses.
"Old Age?"
"Young master, it shouldn't be wrong. When he made a move, I couldn't use all of my abilities, as if something had forcibly cut off some kind of connection. The elder said.
"Me too. Damn it! I didn't expect Chen Feng to have this hand, but I underestimated him! What can you two do to deal with him? Song Xuan said.
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"Waste, I thought you had a lot of ability, I didn't even see the face of that slut and let the family drive out, I thought that the revenge would be avenged, and the feelings were empty and happy! My mother won't play with you anymore! After a while of complaining, Song Xuan muttered something in his mouth, stepped into the void, and disappeared without a trace. Only a burst of mint grass aroma remains.
Ignoring Song Xuan, who was leaving, the elder's gaze stayed on Dong Qitian: "Young Master, what should we do next?" β
"Accumulate more grain, and slow down to become king. It's such a reason, but in the face of absolute strength, it's not even a fart! My mother often taught me to read more books, to have my own golden house in books, to choose what I need, to keep accumulating, to integrate and accumulate, and to solve any difficulties. I did, but the reality is always so desperate. Dong Qitian chuckled.
"Young master......" The old man didn't know how to comfort him.
"I know that Zhang Jiao and the painter have no ill intentions, I also know that I failed their test, and I know how small my strength is in the present. But I can only be confident and arrogant, and even exchange the heavenly artifact that I have earned thousands of lives in exchange for the power that may not always be used by me. I know I'm naΓ―ve and naΓ―ve, but is there any other way for me? I don't have time. Two lines of tears flowed down Dong Qitian's face, and the helplessness and despair in his words could only be understood by the elders.
The old man spent more time with him than he spent with his parents, and even so, Dong Qitian with such a look was the first time he had seen the old man. Holding back the tears that were about to fall from his eyes, he patted Dong Qitian on the shoulder from behind him: "Young Master, go home." β
"Home?" Dong Qitian turned his head to look at the old man's old face, with an innocent smile on his face that matched his age, and he didn't know that the tears had flowed into a kite with a broken string, which was getting more and more intense.
Is a place where there is only "oneself" worthy of being called "home"? I've had no home for a long time. β
The old man sighed and looked at each other speechlessly.
Long. Dong Qitian wiped away the tears on his face, and his expression was resolute: "Old man." β
"The old minister is here." The old man should be.
Dong Qitian faced the old man, and with a "bang", he knelt on the ground on his knees: "Dong Qitian is brave, I beg the old man, help me, an unfilial person, for the last time." β
"Young master, this can't be helped!! I can't help it!! The old man was shocked, and hurriedly leaned down, and used all his strength to help Dong Qitian up.
"The young master just orders, the old minister is willing to go to the soup for the young master!"
"Are you going to the soup..." Dong Qitian's mouth kept chattering.
"In this case, even if the catastrophe is not recovered, let him Cao Pi see how crazy our anger will be!!"
"Hao Zhao, take the order!"
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Three years ago, Beiluo Province, Tiansheng City, city center.
Brilliant and colorful lights echo the soft night light.
"Look, it's Kong Ming lantern! It's beautiful! Liu Jiayinyu pointed to the Kong Ming lantern slowly rising in the sky in the distance.
"Yes." Li Moyan kept patrolling around, coping with it a little absent-mindedly.
"It's not a big city in the south, it's so lively in the early hours of the morning."
"It's almost the same in every city, there are people everywhere, there is no big difference." Li Moyan disagreed.
"You're so unfeeling!" Liu Jiayin muttered a small mouth, expressing dissatisfaction.
"Hmm."
Liu Jiayin suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and turned to Li Moyan in a flash, and said excitedly: "Li Moyan, are we dating?" β
Li Moyan heard that he complained decisively: "There are couples who don't discuss in bed in the early morning that they are born to wander around the streets, and drag racing is almost the same." β
Liu Jiayin didn't hear Li Moyan's answer, but was attracted by the big screen hanging on the wall of the mall not far from the left: "Charles' personal magic show......"
"Hey, let's go, we need to find that guy as soon as possible." With that, Li Moyan walked forward by his own care.
"Brother Mo Yan~!"
"Don't come to this set, we're not here to play!" Li Moyan turned around and said solemnly to Liu Jiayin.
Liu Jiayin immediately trotted over when she heard this, hugged Li Moyan's arm, and rubbed the very material part on Li Moyan's arm repeatedly, without speaking, just looking at Li Moyan's eyes quietly.
"I said, don't come with me! Don't you understand?! β
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"Two first-class tickets."
"Hello sir, a total of 3580 yuan. Will I pay in cash or by card? β
"Are you kidding me?" Li Moyan's eyes widened. Apparently frightened by this sky-high ticket price.
"Hello sir, the first-class ticket is 1790 yuan, do you pay cash or credit card?" It's a pity that he's so handsome, he's a poor ghost. The young female conductor thought to herself, still smiling professionally on her face.
"Is it a brainless treasure?" Li Moyan was like a deflated ball, drooping his head and asking weakly.
"Yes." Said the conductor.
Liu Jiayin happily threw herself into Li Moyan's arms: "Brother Mo Yan, you are so good~!" β
Li Moyan patted Liu Jiayin's back, and Liu Jiayin raised his head: "Huh? What's wrong? β
Li Moyan pointed to the sloppy man who was staring at himself and Liu Jiayin not far from the two. Liu Jiayin looked towards the place where Li Moyan was pointing. But instead of letting go of the hands holding Li Moyan, he turned his head and arched hard into Li Moyan's arms.
I've seen this man! But when did it come......
Yida Grand Stage, the miracle of the famous magician Charles tonight.
12.13 .......... in a row Over here.
"Hey! Be honest with me, don't do anything! Li Moyan pulled Liu Jiayin, who was constantly drawing circles on his arm with his fingers, pressed him to the seat, and looked at her very seriously. The self-cultivation of an upright young man is vividly reflected in Li Moyan at this time.
"Do you hate me?" Liu Jiayin said very aggrieved.
Li Moyan couldn't bear it when he saw this, and hurriedly explained: "How come, I just think it's ....."
"I knew you liked me too, hehe!" Liu Jiayin directly gave Li Moyan a big hug. Li Moyan was speechless for a while.
For a while, I feel that there is a difference between men and women, and I should keep my distance. I enjoyed this feeling for a while, what kind of person am I!! I blame myself for being handsome!! Li Moyan's heart has 10,000 pleasant goats galloping.
Soon, the audience was full and full. Charles's appearance in the void instantly ignited the adrenaline of the audience, and for a while applause, cheers, and screams were mixed and deafening. Compared with those little people who have never seen the world, Li Moyan is quite different. He has also never seen much of the world, but at this time he showed a good skill that he had practiced in class: Lao Tzu Li Moyan, heaven and earth let me sleep! The rattan paper silently blocked his ears.
Silent in my heart:
Three.
Two.
One.
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When I woke up, I was greeted by Liu Jiayin's ghost-like eyes and the voice of the cleaning aunt urging her to leave.
In Tianang City, East Street, a pair of young people who seemed to be in a hurry to watch the sunrise walked briskly side by side on the street.
"Do you hate magic so much?" Liu Jiayin asked.
"If you like it, just watch it." Li Moyan said lightly.
Then you're here for me...... Thinking of this, Liu Jiayin showed a smug smile on her face.
"Mo Yan, close your eyes." Liu Jiayin spoke up.
As a senior male god, although Li Moyan expected what was about to happen, out of a gentleman's self-cultivation, Li Moyan chose to symbolically resist: "What are you going to do?" β
"Hurry up and close your eyes!" Liu Jiayin was a little anxious.
Li Moyan felt that it was okay not to beep with her.
"Po~"
Soft, fragrant, sweet, fleeting. From the most real feelings of the beast Li Moyan.
"That's a reward!" Liu Jiayin stretched out her pink little tongue and licked her lips, looking at Li Moyan with a confused look.
Li Moyan felt at this time that it might not be a bad thing to bring this girl, an excellent warrior, there will always be a wet nurse behind him who can warm the bed and can be coquettish! What's more, Liu Jiayin, the wet nurse, is full of milk at present.