Netizens upload chapters Chapter 170 Wonderful Hands

He Ying was halfway through his words. But it's stuck in the throat again. Lu Ming didn't know what he had in mind. I didn't even ask. Just sit silently beside her. The expression was silent with a bit of loneliness.

He has an extremely deep profile of his face. Under the light of the red sunset... Look at his face. He Ying suddenly couldn't bear it.

Lu Ming's expression. It's very lonely. That kind of loneliness. is an ineffable. Unsolvable loneliness. Look at his side face. He Ying let out a long sigh. No more to say.

Since this day. Lu Ming was like he was missing. A does not seem at all surprising about this. He didn't ask. He's just every day+; |past this time of him. And don't leave in a hurry. But in front of He Ying. Doing something.

He did things. It is a method of calculation similar to the five elements of gossip. He sometimes counts. Will keep muttering: Wrong. Wrong ~Peak of the Peak.

He Ying is not interested in this kind of knowledge. But. She still cherishes every opportunity to learn. I don't know if it's a matter of talent. She studied for a long time. It's just not an inch

What she wants to learn. It's nothing more than a disguise technique. This transfiguration technique is more and more later. The more she is excited, the more the yin will sometimes disappear for three or five days. When you come back. Often it turns into another hunched mountain old man. Either a middle-aged scholar with a long beard.

Changing into the end of the void yin. Every time he appears in front of He Ying's way. A difference. Every time he comes. It's all when He Ying is messing with food.

It's been a long time. He Ying is used to making her own food. Suddenly, a strange face. The erratic man rushed in. Grab the food and run.

This day. After Xuyin ate He Ying's carefully brewed Buddha jumping over the wall. He Ying walked up to an old man squatting on the ground. hesitated for a moment.) # u

The void yin shook its head. He was eating and gnawing. One : "It's not time yet. It's not time yet."

He Yingyixi: It's not time yet. Other words. After a while, you'll be fine

She was overjoyed. Look at this wrinkled in front of me. An old man with a vicissitudes of face. And he said, "Void senior. Which one you. It's the real you..

Hear He Ying's question. He turned his head suddenly. Stared at He Ying tightly. He stared at He Yingdi like this. The light in his eyes. It's still muddy and unpretentious. One. Out of the character of the character. See her like this. He Ying's eyes lit up with envy again.

Xuyin laughed. Said: "The real me..:. Head on. Stand up and stride outside. As he walked, he still thought: The real me is the real me

Read it later. His voice grew louder and louder. The expression is dazed and confused. It seems to be caught in an inexplicable circle. He Ying regretted it. shouted again and again: "Void senior. Imaginary seniors

Void Yin was at her end of the day. He was still saying, "The real me. I don't know what comes to mind. He burst out laughing. Laughing as he ran down the mountain. Until a long time passed. A long howl full of anger and sorrow came from far away in the mountains and forests.

He disappeared this time. I haven't seen a trace for half a month. When it comes up again. He was like a scribe in his thirties. He has a pair of slender Danfeng eyes. Look at people's habits. The face is a little pale. When you speak, you also say a sentence and stop a sentence. I don't like to talk too much.

He Ying waited for him well for three days. He Ying suddenly confessed: "Baby. The old man is going down the mountain. It will take three to five days to come back." He always came when he was going to come. When is it so reasonable. I explained it to He Ying

He Yingzheng was full of questions. Haven't had time to ask. He's gone.

The wind gusted. He Ying, who was sitting under the big tree, was a little drowsy. It's been three or four months since she's been in the mountains. Three or four months of peaceful and calm days. It calmed her mind a lot.

Look at the mountain road that winds into the distance. He Ying remembered the strange confession when Xuyin was leaving. I can't help but think: I've been here for a long time. I don't know what's going on outside, why don't you go out of the mountain to take a look

This idea together. Her mind came alive immediately. Walk to the kitchen. Prepared a little dry food. He Ying wrapped a baggage. He turned around and walked outside.

Thinking that I was leaving. She searched the front and back of the hut several times. Still didn't find half a tael of silver, which she expected. She's been here for a few months. Early on each corner. This move is purely a bit redundant.

Carrying a small bag. Strode down the hill. Walked for a while. Hundred-year-old trees are full of leaves. The sunlight comes in with a yin aura. Patches of ground and shrubs. Occasionally, a few unknown flowers are revealed. It was shown to He Ying that it was intense

He Ying is also like a flower. Very happy. She even walks with a jump. At this time she. I think King Xia is also good. Zhou Guo is also good. I didn't have much to do with myself anymore. This great self: + u has finally gained a free body. Between heaven and earth. No matter how big you are. There's no way to make her miserable anymore because she's tried despair.

Among the woods. Occasionally run past two rabbits. Or burrow out a snake. None of this can move the current He Ying. She looked around excitedly. One.

I walked for an hour or so. Gradually, out of the valley. The woodcutters can be heard singing in the distance. He Ying on a whim. Pulled his throat and said two sentences. After hearing the woodcutter's voice abruptly stop. She just smiled. It also stopped.

Turn a col. He Ying, who was singing softly, faintly heard the voice of a person. One of the voices seemed a little familiar. She couldn't help but prick up her ears to listen. He strode in the direction of the man who had come. [End of Chapter]