Chapter Seventy-Five: Two Hundred Years to Live

Although he had doubts in his heart, the little assistant didn't dare to ask, he knew how many pounds and taels he had, and he also knew that he couldn't get an answer even if he asked, so he simply silenced.

Song Congbo said: "Let's go, Xiaoxi is not at home." Lock the gate. ”

"Huh? Do you know where Brother Cheng went? ”

"It's his private matter, don't ask. These two days will give you a holiday, go back and have a good rest. It's going to get busy after a while. ”

"Oh oh good, thank you Brother Song!" Joy falls from the sky, and the little assistant has a kind of happiness of being hit by a lucky jackpot.

got into the car, Song Congbo clicked on the mobile phone browser.

"If Mr. Song has any doubts, he may wish to check the Internet and read the International."

[Congyue International, the company was founded 20 years ago, and now it is one of the top 10 companies in the world......]

Cluster? Witch?

Read? Month?

Song Congbo couldn't help but widen his eyes.

What the hell is this, the trench is inhuman!

The ghost made the god worse, and he typed the surname Wu into the browser again.

In Wikipedia, in addition to the explanation of the witch word itself, there is another piece of information with very few two lines of words that caught his idea.

The Wu family, the hidden magnates in the capital, have many branches.

The information on the members is not yet clear.

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Wu Yue hung up the phone, and as soon as she looked up, she looked at Cheng Pingxi's eyes watching the drama.

She smiled slightly, "Don't doubt it, it's genetic." ”

Cheng Pingxi: ......

Yes, cheap mom at the time of the first meal.

That leaning on the shoulder, that weeping, that questioning.

is indeed a drama spirit.

"Mom and Dad have dinner tonight, so they shouldn't have come back so early. We'll go back right away and try to revive you before twelve o'clock. ”

"Cuihua, you send Lei Hengshan to Captain Liu Qinghou."

The girl said, squinting and warning: "Don't tell Yan Chiyu." ”

Cuihua shook her body pitifully, and the head of the piece of paper was folded down many times along the line of her neck, which meant nodding.

Daddy Yan, I'm already the master's person now~

I can't do this kind of thing anymore!

(> people<; I'm sorry!

[Cuihua's accent must be Taiwanese, so cute]

[On the first day of Yan Mei's absence, I missed him]

[There is still a day off tomorrow, and you can see Lord Yan the day after tomorrow]

[I want to see Yan Mei's prosperous beauty~]

Cuihua flew away, and the strong man carrying two hundred catties flew away.

Cheng Pingxi silently held his chin and pretended that he was not surprised.

"Brother."

Wu Yue smiled kindly, "Don't ask me why, asking is a dead end." Don't tell anyone about tonight, as for what you've been doing lately, just say what I just said in my conversation with Song Congbo, I will communicate with my parents and unify my words. Do you understand? ”

Cheng Pingxi shook his head once, and after meeting the dangerous gaze of his cheap sister, he nodded several times in a row.

It was expected that the resurrection process would be very less complicated and would take a long time.

The result was-

They quietly entered the back of the bedroom through the window.

Wu Yue beckoned Cheng Pingxi and hooked her hand, "Come here." ”

Cheng Pingxi floated over a little apprehensively.

Looking at the biscuit-shaped golden light in Wu Yue's palm, he asked puzzledly, "What do I need to do?" ”

Wu Yue walked around to his side and slowly raised her hand. Then the "pop-" slapped heavily on Cheng Pingxi's back.

This palm is a weight that Cheng Pingxi's soul cannot bear.

At that moment, his body bent into a lobster-like shape, suspended in mid-air.

The girl slowly retracted her hand, and the golden ball in her palm had disappeared.

At that time, Cheng Pingxi also noticed that Fang Cai's sister's palm was sending the golden light cluster into his body.

After a few breaths, his soul seemed to be summoned, like an invisible string between the two, and then slowly ripped him little by little in the direction of the cold corpse, gradually merging with the main body.

Before Cheng Pingxi fell asleep, he heard Wu Yue say:

"I forgot to tell you that under normal circumstances, you can live for two hundred years at this time."

Cheng Pingxi: ?!