Chapter Sixty-Nine: My Friend Actually
What does it feel like to have a collapse of faith? Is it the little sister of the e-fork o iron powder waiter who saw Lu Khan and Guan Xiaotong coming to open the room? Or did the graves learn that the snow was missing? Or the more than 2,000 episodes of Thunderbolt are actually a page of books on the severe schizophrenia patient in the sixth room of the Huang Psychiatric Hospital, the severe depression and murder delusional patient Ye Xiaochai in the second bed, and the severe violent tendencies of the cult madman.
Liefei can tell you that this is what it feels like to see your idol visiting the kiln. And embarrassingly! He hasn't brought enough money yet!
Nine thousand victors, who had never been to such a place before, were shocked by the price, the amount, and the price of people. Two hundred taels of silver. I wanted to open a room next door to the most time, but it turned out, alas. Although the old bustard thief said that as long as she added one, not only would it be free, but she also gave 9,000 taels of 200 taels for nothing!
Out of its sister's pavilion! Sent to the door to give a female ticket, is he so cheap in nine thousand wins? Fortunately, there was a little angel from Liefei to rescue him in time. "Heavy rain, you came just in time, do you have two hundred taels of silver to lend to the eldest brother in case of emergency." Nine thousand miles smiled like a flower, and stretched out his hand to the rainstorm heart slave who was quietly sticking out his little head and peeping in.
"Ahh So cute! "I'm going to suffocate!" "Don't rob him, he's mine." β¦β¦
Lie Fei, now thirteen years old, one meter four tall, white-skinned, beautiful and weak, with a little baby fat, like a large porcelain doll. Nine thousand sheng is like a poison for these experienced senior technicians in the brothel, and that small rainstorm is simply an infectious disease, the kind that can be obtained just by looking at it.
"Huh!" Seeing that the rainstorm heart slave was surrounded by a group of strange aunts and big sisters, Jiuqiansheng held his forehead with one hand and a fan with the other hand to push away this group of women who had lost their minds.
"Heavy rain, are you alright?" Knocking the women away with skill, recognizing the huge disparity in force value, a group of female hungry wolves patrolled in a circle.
"Uh......h They bullied me! As if he was frightened, the rainstorm threw himself into Jiuqiansheng's arms, rubbing and crying, as if he had been wronged.
Jiuqiansheng hugged the rainstorm and patted him on the back to comfort him, this little brother has no father or mother since he was a child, his martial arts are poor, and his mind is simple. Nine thousand sheng treated him like his own family. But at this time, if Jiuqiansheng could see the face of the Rainstorm Heart Slave, he wouldn't think like that, it was a face pinched out with a flushed abnormal satisfaction. 'Thank you to these female cousins, I will be happier when I kill you in the future.' β
"Alas, forget it, don't you want two hundred taels, this jade pendant," "No, my lord, I'll pay for the money." Jiuqiansheng stood up, and the rainstorm quickly changed his face to a shy and weeping appearance, and took the jade pendant that Jiuqiansheng took out into his arms, and spilled a row of golden barley, for fear that the jade pendant would be taken away by the old bustard.
"This? Not really," "Your Excellency, you gave the jade pendant to the rainstorm, didn't you?" The rainstorm heart slave solemnly wrapped up the jade pendant, not giving Jiu Qiansheng more room to speak.
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The same piece of music will have different moods at different times and places. Let's just say that what the female official played this time is obviously the same as the one in the Bamboo Pavilion, sad and compassionate, miserable and miserable, but he can't listen to it at all. A slap knocked the female officer unconscious, and Woe alone dragged her into a corner, waiting for the stalker to arrive.
The dim sunset shines obliquely, and the most recognizable shadows are rubbed on the window paper. "Oh, just come over like that? Should I say you're a bold artist, or do you not know whether to live or die? β
The figure approaching step by step suddenly stopped, and at the next moment when Woe Duxing's nerves were tensed to the extreme, a relaxed and playful words came into Woe Duxing's ears, "Of course Uncle Ben is better than you, don't move!" "Like the scimitar used by desert dwellers, the back of the knife arcs perfectly against the neck of the lonely man, pressing the tip of the knife into the neck.
"It's so fast, my eyes don't react at all." Woe alone calmly drank tea and spoke, as if the blood marks on his neck and the sharp knife did not exist.
"Woohoo, woohoo! (That's, after all, it's my shovel officer)" Little Peach ran in at a trot, boasting in Korean, and jumping on the table to eat.
"Don't move! Alas, I really don't want to kill you, but who made you hurt time? Goodbye, stranger, tell me if you have any last wishes, and I will do my best to make them come true for you. "I can't bear to do it the most, after all, I don't have much taste of time (killing) on my body, and before I came, I hugged the female officer who sang a little song aside, and it was very torturous to kill a guy who wasn't a bad guy.
"Are you hesitating? Forget it, it's not up to you to decide whether I die or not, I still have a lot of things to do. Before he could finish speaking, a puddle of slime covered his boots on the carpet where he had spent the most time. Yes! The white light flashed, and the most time quickly retreated to the door of the room with the little peach in his arms, and the bloody feet made the most time stand unsteadily, and grabbed the door panel to stabilize himself.
"Dead dog, why didn't you remind me?" A popping blow made the little peach dog's head shake wildly, and the most time was slashed, and the boots were smashed.
Sure enough, the smell of fat here made its nose malfunction. You don't have to blame it, anyway, if you don't cooperate well, I'm going to eat dog meat hot pot tomorrow. With a single move, the blood-red mucus spread rapidly like a spider web, with the hand holding the door panel for the most time.
"What the hell!" The strongest man broke his wrist, cut off half of the oily skin with a knife, and hurriedly tore his coat to shreds before he got rid of the attacking flesh and blood.
"Bang!" The two doors closed tightly, and the blood-red wire mesh smeared the surroundings of the house tightly, "Okay, we can talk, who sent you!" Why did you kill me? "The disaster that is in the palm of his hand is alone, regardless of the attack of the most time, and he says to the most time like a small talk.
Restraint is very obvious in the duel of the Bitter Realm martial artists, for example, if the Ten Thousand Demons Shocking Seat encounters the Slaughtering Maniac and the Peerless Tianjiao, he will be beaten out of the. In the face of the most time, this kind of fast knife hand who simply relies on slashing and stabbing without relying on the foundation to eat, it is really not false at all to act alone, and it is not as good as a page of a book and a dragon roar to cut a hundred knives.
Compared with the leisurely stroll of the lonely walk, the most time is very hard, and the flesh and blood of the lonely walk are sticky to get rid of it as soon as possible, and there is only a few breaths of effort, and there is only a pair of chessboard pants left to cover the shame. "Accept your fate, you planted it." Woe alone wrapped around the most time-long scimitar, and a sharp bone spur was nailed in front of its heart, and the most time did not hide, because on the other side, the little peach was already drowned in flesh and blood, and it was impossible to see that a dog was coming.
"Let it go, I'll say." The most time to throw away the knife, looking at this weird guy, said unwillingly.
"No problem." Kick the scimitar out of the room with a gentle kick, woe alone to untie the little peach, by the way, untie the coat and hand it to the most time, after all, it feels too strange to communicate with a naked * man or something, woe alone can use his hair to weave a new one.
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Jiuqiansheng, who was a little later in the surprised eyes of others, took the dog skin plaster of the rainstorm heart slave, and was named by the young lady who was named next door.
At this time, the most timed black scimitar suddenly flew from the room, "Not good! The most time he is in danger! "Nine thousand sheng drew his sword out of the sheath and split the door with one sword." I'm here for the most time! β
The scourge who is undressing alone ββ½ β.
The most time β getting dressedβ
"Sorry to interrupt."