Ling Feng's mobile phone message automatically reminded the screen that there was a distress message from Feng Ling: "I was kidnapped by this person!" “

"Quick! Chen Guang, drive! Ling Feng ran out, dialing Feng Ling's phone as he ran, and the other party always turned off his phone.

They rushed to the nearest police station to call the police and handed over Feng Ling's distress message and the photo to the police.

The police checked the Internet, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's okay." “

"Why is it okay?"

"The suspect has been arrested, and the wind spirit has been rescued." The police were informed of this result from information on the Internet.

"Where is the Wind Spirit now?" Ling Feng asked anxiously.

"I don't know."

"Why did that man kidnap the Wind Spirit?"

"The case is still pending, and there is no comment on the details." The policeman replied.

Ling Feng hurriedly dialed Aunt Zhang's phone and asked if Feng Ling had gone home.

"Nope."

"She's out today, isn't she?"

"Didn't Miss tell you? Liu Jiahao's father came to her and said that Liu Jiahao didn't want to live in the detention center anymore and asked her to persuade her. She hasn't been home since she went to the detention center, and I'm also worried about whether Liu Jiahao is doing ghosts. I want to tell you, but I'm afraid that I can't speak, which will affect your relationship. Since you asked, I'll say it directly, you still have a good look at Miss Prison, she is too kind and simple, and she is easy to be deceived. Aunt Zhang kindly reminded.

Feng Ling's approach made Ling Feng angry, didn't he tell her that everything had to be discussed first?

She always acts privately, and she breaks into such a big mess, she is really anxious!

"If the Wind Spirit returns, let me know right away." He told Aunt Zhang.

He and Chen Guang left the police station, anxious about Fengling.

Chen Guang was angry that he stubbornly chose a charitable script.

"Fengbao, I'm talking ugly ahead, if this film investment fails, I have to leave you, I really can't hold on." Chen Guang said angrily.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want then, I don't have any complaints, now as long as you support me unconditionally." Ling Feng said absentmindedly.

What's going on with the Wind Spirits now?

In the future, she has to be tied to her waist, and she will have an accident at every turn, how can she rest assured?!

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When the wind spirit woke up, he saw a colorful beaded curtain hanging from the wooden mountain gate built around the bed.

The mountain gate is painted with mandarin ducks and flowers, and the color is very gorgeous.

She sat up, covered with a colorful wool blanket, and a blanket painting of the Dapeng Goldfinch hanging on the wall behind her, and the whole room seemed to be in the world of painting.

Where is this? Is it a dream?

She touched herself, pinched her arm again, it hurt, her whole body ached.

She lifted the curtain and got out of bed, and out of the bedroom, which was a small living room.

The beams and pillars of the roof are painted with brightly colored patterns of various shapes, the floor is covered with intricately patterned carpets, the mahogany furniture is beautifully carved with gold-plated dragon and phoenix motifs, and even the windows are covered with patterns.

The whole room is carved and painted everywhere, and there are no pendants everywhere, but it is not messy, but there is a gorgeous harmony, which makes the room noble, atmospheric and magnificent.

Through the door of the small living room, she saw the back of a woman in the hall outside.

She quickly hid behind the door and peeked secretly.

An old woman bowed with her hands raised in front of the woman, and said, "(Tibetan) Padro, you have finally returned." I checked the bracelet on her hand, it was not a counterfeit, it was indeed our Kim Dun Joo back. “

The woman turned. She looks to be in her early 40s, and the years have not erased her beautiful face, and her temperament is elegant and noble.

Feng Ling looked at her in a daze, with a kind face, as if she was familiar.

Pazo clasped his hands on his chest and said to the old woman, "Is it a miracle (in Tibetan)?" I can't believe it. I want to see her. (Emperor Shao marryed: hidden wife, kiss!) Mobile Reading .com )