These voices are like an invisible pressure, so that his heart is also restrained.

These people are now fanatical because of their chariots?

When he was a great man?

Could he really be a great man?

For a while, the young man's eyes were drunk.

"Get out of the car."

He dragged his curtain aside.

But I didn't dare to get out of the car......

His heart told him that this was his fear, which hurt his body and hurt at the moment.

However, the sight around him was so compact, as if he had become an object of attention.

But now, his heart is still calm.

Another "squeak".

Unconsciously, his body has stabilized.

"Let's go, Young Master Song."

The voice is still respectful, because the breath of a teenager can shake the universe and heaven and earth, which is certainly an exaggeration, but it is not entirely so.

The girl hid in the shadows, her head hanging down, looking extremely ashamed, as if she were an unpleasant being.

But now, abandoned by anyone, it can't be, right?

The "abandoned baby" abandoned by the world, he wants to pick her up?

For a while, all they paid attention to was their glorious self, and the girl was completely ignored, alone, and rotten on this gray street corner.

"I'm distressed."

"Huh?"

That childish and uninformed coachman didn't know what Young Master Song meant at this moment.

"Oh oh, that, I said, I said, aren't you going to get married? I ......"

He continued to roar with hindsight.

However, when he looked towards the back seat, his heart was cold.

What the?

The people are long gone, like a splendor that lights up the night sky.

Without saying anything, he had already left the carriage because of the man's touch.

And towards the world in front of him.

Stupid coachman, he didn't know for a moment where this man was going.

But he really didn't know why, in front of his eyes, his body seemed to have fallen into the crowd, and he couldn't find it.

And now, he, the man of God, is going to go.

Is it to elope?

Whether it is a necessary escape has been planned, but at this moment, outside the city, it is vividly interpreted.

"Is he taking a fancy to her?"

Suddenly, his eyes were rolling.

As if something had happened, this kind of scandal made him discover something, and a feeling of surprise and surprise appeared.

"Finally...... Finally ......"

Knowing such a situation, then Young Master Song or something, has he found someone?

Unable to speak, only happy in his heart, he seemed to know something, at this moment, only in this piece of emergency, the coachman maintained an obscure identity.

In front of him, there was really an extremely romantic scene.

It's just that this scene happened very abruptly.

"This person is actually blessed with prayer beads, and the breath on his body is really strong."

Without the femininity of a girl, that rosary was produced on the girl's fair neck, as if a large string had been derived.

Is it a rosary? Or is it something of jewelry that she is wearing?

However, this rosary is on the master, and after a long time, the master will also be contaminated with some spirit.

There is a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere, and it is really special in the girl.

She also looked as if she didn't know that she had such an expensive string of things on her body.

This rosary, but something that can be sold for a sky-high price, is hard to find, and it is a string?

If the girl wants to sell it, she can definitely take a picture of it.

No, what he wanted was her rosary......

There was nothing else, but there was a strange feeling in my heart.

The rosary seemed to outline the intention of the young man's heart.

At this moment, his footsteps had already rushed towards Wen Maru, and the speed of his rush was so fast.

It's like catching a train.

"Girl, stop!"

He had just shouted a word, but he had already noticed something messy.

Why?

"This is Young Master Song?"

"Isn't he?"

"No, who is he going to face now?"

"Don't you see? He got out of the carriage and headed for the girl who was on the corner. ”

"What is he doing here?"

It seems that some of my own private ideas cannot be achieved.

However, he also felt a sense of helplessness in his heart for a while.

"Can you blame me? It's not because of that chain, rosary jewelry, it's expensive, I want it. ”

Looking at his face, he is also a talent.

At this moment, the long hair fluttered in the wind, like a stream, floating in the air.

It's a bold spirit.

Oh my God, he looks, it's hard to touch, it's an illusion.

The ink-haired hunt flew behind him.

And now, in the streets and alleys, there have been a lot of screams.

"God? This is the one, the two mountains are lined up to send Qing. ”

"Isn't he the first beautiful man looking for Fang?"

"Now I can be lucky enough to see it, and I really don't want to be famous. Anyway, I won't be able to forget it for three lifetimes. ”

"No...... Let me paint a Danqing painting first, such a beauty, of course, to commemorate! ”

Crazy, crazy.

At this moment, because of the person called "Two Mountains Row to Send Qinglai", that calm young man, let some girls with blushing faces and heartbeats also seem to have sent their own worship.

What is Look?

It's just a skin, and when a person dies, it naturally turns into ashes.

"Unreasonable junior."

A kind of pity, he seems to be humble, but at this moment, Song Qinglai is rejecting their heart.

His voice was like a commanding edict from above.

But now, the momentum on his body is much better than that old man Linlong.

"Ah...... Who is he talking to? ”

"No, I suspect I'm going to bleed too much."

"Do you have tissues?"

In front of me, there is a farce.

These people seem to have faith in themselves.

Their voices were full of excitement.

As if he should worship Song Qing, this is a dedicated existence.

Even their own hearts were ignored, and they only saw the young man, staring wide one by one.

Drained of his mind.

They have all become puppets, and now on this street, just now it was still the same flowing scene, the scene of prosperity, the sound of buying and selling, and suddenly there was silence.

It was as if his arrival had made any world condense into amber and be silent.

They became phantoms that froze on the ground for a moment.

It's a worship, and it's a collective madness.

Does he really create a deterrent to people?

But at this moment, Song Qinglai went straight to Wen Wanlan, who didn't look good, and a clear wave flashed in front of him.

"It's you, it's you, don't hide."

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