She's going to leave here, and there's no need for Mingzhu to stay here that night.

He's going to go with her.

As for this pile of messes, naturally someone will solve it.

When he stepped out of the gambling house, Ye Zitao touched his waist.

"My jade pendant fell inside."

With that, he went back to the gambling house to get the jade pendant.

Nan Ji continued to pull Feng Jiusu out.

As soon as he took two steps, he heard a chaotic sound coming from inside.

Then there was a bang.

It was like something had broken.

Then came the sound of Ye Zitao screaming in panic

"Ah!!!h

In the gambling house, one of them suddenly broke free from the guards' grip for some reason.

Holding a chair in his hand, he smashed it towards Ye Zitao's body.

He also shouted a cruel word out of his mouth

"Lao Tzu will die with you!"

Syllable!

The chair slammed down.

It's just that it didn't hit Ye Zitao's body.

A teenager rushed out and hugged her for the blow.

As soon as she looked up, she saw that the boy's neck was bleeding.

Tick-tock smashed on her wrist.

She had never received such an impact so closely, and her heart was shocked.

was so frightened that he called out directly.

The young man's dark eyes and the scattered hair on his forehead were blown up from the fast running.

The masked scar on his forehead was revealed.

She knew him.

sub-hours.

She had just met her younger brother.

leaves.

The chair smashed on his shoulder, falling apart and scattering.

There was a lot of chaos behind him.

Zishi lowered his head and looked at the panicked Ye Zitao, and he moved his lips.

Speak up

"You'll be fine."

The words fell, and Ye Zitao looked at him in a daze.

My head buzzed and exploded.

Nan Ji stood at the door of the gambling hall and watched the situation inside.

Raised eyebrows.

What's going on?

Turned into a glass ball?

Just under her nose, Ye Zitao and the young man emitted a faint light.

Especially in this gambling house, it is so dim that it is clear who the light is coming from.

Tongzi opened

[Ding Dong, the son of the Heavenly Dao of this world was born.

Leaf pottery, sub-time. 】

Nan Jiao's dark eyes looked at them for a long time.

Follow, look down at yourself.

Tongzi seems to sense the host's doubts.

Why is it that they shine and she can't??

The milky voice is milky

[The host, originally passed away a long time ago, and it was because of the help of the host and Ye Zitao that he changed his fate and survived.

Just now, he desperately saved Ye Zitao.

The mind is pure, without distractions, just to save people.

Therefore, he shook the way of heaven and became the son of the way of heaven. 】

Tongzi said a lot, and it thought that the host understood a little bit?

Tongzi Summary

[Host, if one day you can do something for others without asking for results, just want to make it good, the host is also very likely to become a child of the Heavenly Dao. 】

Cough.

What Tongzi didn't say was that this was just one of the very small conditions.

There are still many strict requirements for becoming a son of the Heavenly Dao.

However, this one side alone is enough to make the host uncomfortable.

Desperate for the good of that person.

First of all, the host has to look at others.

Think about it this way······ Tongzi sighed.

The host has a long way to go to become a good person.

·······

Forty-six years of the Shenglong Kingdom.

The third princess of the royal family, Nan Ji, married the regent Feng Jiusu.

The phoenix crown is beautiful, and the red makeup is ten miles.

Hearing about the scene of marriage, I envied many boudoir women.

(End of chapter)