"Are you really born again?" When he picked up Feng Jiu, a master calculated it for her, saying that this girl's fate was a catastrophe, and her fate changed in the past, and it was also her life if she couldn't resist, originally he just listened to it as a joke, but after hearing that Feng Jiu's private plane had an accident that day, he was sad for a long time, but fortunately, this girl still has a little conscience, and she remembered to come to see herself if she didn't have an accident.

"Old man, my body is weak now, what are some good things, give me some" Feng Jiu said and got up, his eyes scanned the surroundings, "What are the good things, after knowing that you had an accident, I was depressed all day long, how could I have the heart to study those" The old man said and scratched his messy head I don't know how many days I haven't washed.

"No, you told me before that if I didn't bother you that day, you planned to set off a cannon at the door to celebrate" Seeing the old man's clothes that hadn't been changed for many days, Feng Jiu teased angrily, "Old man, don't you think you're ugly now?" It's no longer the handsome old man in fairy clothes before, and now you and I can't bear to look at it directly" Feng Jiu's strength complained, causing the old man to pick up the only intact teapot on the table and throw it towards Feng Jiu.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry with you, I live in Suzhou City now, and when the high school entrance examination is over, I will move to the capital to live, just enough time to spend more time with you, and I am only fifteen years old now, I was disgusted by you before and said that I was an older leftover girl, today I am here to assure you, I will definitely marry myself before the age of twenty, and promise not to embarrass your old man" Feng Jiu looked at the old man seriously.

Easily put the teapot he had just caught on the table, "Dead girl, I can say something that makes the old man happy, na, this is for you, eat one when you are fine" The old man said and turned around and walked towards the house, Feng Jiu walked to the door and opened the door anew.

"Come in" Feng Jiu had a gentle smile on his face, and when he welcomed a few people into the door, the old man had already taken seven boxes from the house and walked out, "This is yours, you can divide the rest with them, remember to transfer the money to my card, you have been at home for a long time, and it is time to go out for a walk" The old man said and stretched, scratched his head, and didn't take Han Fei and them in his eyes at all, and walked towards the room he came out of before.

"Declare in advance, the short knife is only used for self-protection, if you let me know that you have injured innocent people with the short knife, I will let you know what life is better than death" Feng Jiu's words were serious, making the few people who were originally playful and curious instantly turn into serious faces.

The moment the "knife made by the sword god" opened the box, Han Hao's whole person was stunned in place, he dreamed of having a short knife made by the sword god himself, but he didn't want Feng Jiu to help him realize this wish today, "Remember to help me bring the door when you leave" Before a few people were shocked, they saw the old man who was sloppy before, and at this time appeared in front of everyone with a suitcase.

"Got it, na, give you the phone, the number that called Han Fei can find me" Feng Jiu said and threw his mobile phone to the other party, "trouble" The old man muttered, but he put the mobile phone in his pocket, and waved his hand at Feng Jiu in a chic manner, without any nostalgia on his back, and Feng Jiu's so-called short knife was as long as an adult's palm, small and delicate but with a chill, "Can I try this short knife?" "The knife made by the rumored sword god is like clay, and even stones can be easily cut, Han Hao's eyes were full of anticipation and looked at Feng Jiu, but his tone was excited with meaning.