The man's sudden change shocked everyone.

This Jiang Twelve!!

He's not dead!!

The old man of the "owner" was so excited at the moment that he couldn't speak. Old tears are just standard. I can't wait to spit out the bitter water of these days with Jiang Twelve.

"You can go back and boil some hot water for me first," he raised his hand. Jiang Twelve looked at the old man and motioned for him to open the door and go back. For Lang Wen and his party, who were completely stunned, Jiang Twelve didn't take another look.

"Bang dang!"

After Jiang Twelve entered, the old man slammed the door shut. Looking at those people with a sneer. The owner is not a good person

Jiang Twelve, who returned to Boiling Rain Villa, became a lot of taciturn. Even in the medicinal bath carefully concocted by Lan Ruo, Jiang Twelve's eyes were still slightly hollow.

"How did you get this injury?" asked Lan Ruo, who was wiping Jiang Twelve's body, carefully.

Jiang Twelve's body was full of scars, and there were several long scars on his back that had not healed. And with that half-white hair, it's even more difficult to imagine what he has experienced. Some guys his age are going to college. And he's already a big guy.

"The one who fell from the air went to another place" Lan Ruo's words made Jiang Twelve's eyes come back to life. When he fell from that height, Jiang Twelve fell directly and fainted

When he woke up, it was on the other side of the snowy region

"Twelve, that Jiang Han girl?" Looking hesitant, Lan Ruo still opened his mouth. After all, it was before her, and women would tolerate it. But it is impossible not to be jealous.

"She's dead." His expression was flat, his language was clear, and Jiang Twelve seemed to be stating something from a long time ago.

"Dead? How so? ”

"For me."

"Oh." Originally, in the first half of the sentence, Lan Ruo's heart was still relieved. It's just that this second half of the sentence made her heart heavy again. Actually died

If a woman dies for a man. I'm afraid that this man will never forget her in his life, let alone that this man still likes her for Jiang Han's death, Lan Ruo doesn't have any resentment. It's just that it's very helpless that things will develop like this

"You've suffered a lot these days." glanced sideways, Lan Ruojiang Twelve laughed. Jiang Twelve smiled, Lan Ruo had been wronged for the past few months, and he had a terrible life, and then he naturally went together.

Early the next morning, Jiang Twelve woke up first alone, and Lan Ruo naturally fainted while lying on the bed. It's just that this time the coma is a bit long, after all, the interval is too long.

In front of the mirror in the bathroom, Jiang Twelve looked at the items that had been prepared a long time ago and began to clean up his personal hygiene.

With half-white hair, there must be no way. One white and one black are intertwined. If it's all gray, you can say it's dyed. Jiang Twelve's appearance is pure melancholy. However, the stubble on the face can still be cleaned up

Half an hour later, Jiang Twelve had already put on a decent suit. Holding Lan Ruo's prepared mobile phone. I packed my own chessboard. And at this time, Lan Ruo also happened to wake up.

"Why are you going?" Rubbing his eyes, Lan Ruo stretched his waist hard and asked.

"Oh. Just to inform others that I'm back. ”

"How long will it take?"

"Come back before dinner." After speaking, Jiang Twelve went out.

Regarding Jiang Twelve's silence, Lan Ruo didn't have much to say. However, he chose to go back to Boiling Rain Villa, which was a good thing, but she received a phone call at the beginning. What did Jiang Twelve lie down at the young lady of his house. But it's not an egg.

Jiang Twelve, who left the villa, naturally went to the Klin Palace first.

"You're back." As soon as he arrived at the outer hall, the old man was at the door early. The sun was nice this morning, and I seem to be enjoying it.

"Hmm." See the supreme leader of this demon Tibetan region. Jiang Twelve only responded lightly.

"You've caused a lot of trouble over there during this time." Facing Jiang Twelve, the old man suddenly smiled bitterly. Seems to have a headache.

"Man is not destroyed for his own sake." With a calm expression, these eight words popped out of Jiang Twelve's mouth.

"Good." Jiang Twelve's attitude is what this old man appreciates the most. Of course he knew about Jiang Han's death. As for Jiang Twelve's landing direction, he also deliberately controlled it.

It's just that he didn't do much of the latter thing. They all let Jiang Twelve's nature grow freely in that environment. Three months later, he returned.

In the Tibetan area of the demon race, there is finally a decent young man.

"That Langyan, what's the situation?" Looking at the old man, Jiang Twelve yawned and asked slowly.

Jiang Twelve's words naturally made the old man frown. He naturally understood what Jiang Twelve was for. He also knows a lot of things. The result of ignoring it is to leave it to Jiang Twelve to come back and deal with it. It's just that I really have to take out Lang Yan

"Hey, can you move!" Seeing that the old man was entangled, Jiang Twelve asked impatiently.

"Yes, just"

"Alright. I know. "Since he can, Jiang Twelve is too lazy to take care of so much. Whatever your reason. The wings spread, and Jiang Twelve flew away directly. Don't want to delay a moment.

Jiang Twelve left so quickly, the old man had to smile helplessly.

You're doing this, you're pulling your whole body, and you're just coming back, and you're going to make trouble for me

Tibetan Wolf Smoke Pavilion. A private clubhouse. I don't know how many times bigger than the Boiled Rain Villa. There are also several villa complexes in the surrounding area. In one of the townhouses, Lang Wenzheng was honestly standing in front of a middle-aged man.

"What you said is true?" The middle-aged man stood by the window and asked Lang Wen.

"Yes. He told you to wash your neck. Lang Wen said this sentence very carefully. He was afraid that his father would go berserk.

In fact, Lang Yan is already annoyed now. He couldn't wait to slap this kid a few times. It's okay to provoke some ordinary people in the past. Mrs. Nalan, what are you provoking him? The old man has never removed his title of number one demon general, are you guys stupid?

Even though he was like this in his heart, when he turned his head and saw Lang Wen's worried and somewhat frightened look, Lang Yan instantly thought of his deceased wife. The love for this only son instantly came to my heart.

"You go to a different city and avoid the limelight. No one but me is to be informed. "Smiling. Lang Yan looked at his son and smiled. Then, he went up and patted him on the shoulder, indicating that there was no problem.

"Then, father, I'll leave first."

"Go ahead. Bring extra money. Cause less trouble. Practice more. ”

"Okay." With a smile on his face, Lang Wen's heart was relieved. Left his father's room.

This departure has happened a few times. Every time I went out for a few months. This time it should be fine.

Well, no problem.

(End of chapter)