Later, Ngawang became obsessed with making fried buns, but he was too talented, and in the first few years, the fried buns he made were really hard to swallow. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update" Ah Cheng's face was a self-deprecating smile, empathizing with Ngawang's helpless mood at that time.

Chu Xiangjun stroked the wrinkled book in his hand, and his face was in awe.

No one's life can be achieved casually, and those who seem to succeed effortlessly must have experienced a long road of darkness, no direction, no hope, and full of confusion and confusion behind them.

It's a long and difficult road, and everyone can walk it, but everyone can exit it.

Only when this path breaks through the self and redeems the self can we break through the darkness and move towards a new light, and Ngawang is undoubtedly the one who breaks through the darkness and walks towards the light.

It's just that he has succeeded, but because of an accident, he buried all his efforts.

The corners of Chu Xiangjun's eyes moistened......

In addition to regret, it is also angry.

It's just that there is no monitoring inside this community, and the monitoring at the door can only see a cyclist wearing a helmet wrapped tightly, looking for it in the vast crowd, like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Time passed quietly, and Chu Xiangjun was leaving because he had to go back to class.

With a heavy heart, Chu Xiangjun left the house rented by Ah Wang.

Out of the stairs, the sun was shining.

All the gloom and sorrow should have dissipated with the warm sunshine.

However, it seems to be even more sad.

In particular, autumn is a lonely season, and although you are in the city, the feeling of gloom is still with you.

Chu Xiangjun walked back along the road he had come, and when he passed through the second alley, Chu Xiangjun stopped.

There was an eerie silence all around, and there was not a hint of wind.

There was no one in the alley, as if someone had deliberately cleaned it up.

"It's hard to follow all the way, isn't it?" Chu Xiangjun said lightly, and then, his body suddenly pushed back, and he was able to dodge the long machete that was wielding from behind.

The visitors were 10 young men in black T-shirts who looked like gangsters.

They carried long machetes in their hands, and they looked fierce.

Chu Xiangjun stared at these people, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his body exuded a dangerous aura.

"Did you kill Ah Wang?" Chu Xiangjun asked coldly.

The man in black didn't say a word, brandished his machete and slashed towards Chu Xiangjun again.

The sword flashed, and the white shadow flickered.

These people look scary, but when they actually do it, it's just a show.

Although the knife is swung vigorously, it has no rules, and it is completely incompatible with a practitioner like Chu Xiangjun.

Moreover, Chu Xiangjun has been diligent in cultivation recently, and has absorbed a lot of spiritual power in Cherry, so he is more handy when he moves, but in a moment, Chu Xiangjun beat ten people with blue noses and swollen faces, miserable, and then built into a stack, and their long knives were scattered messily around Chu Xiangjun standing.

"Did Ngawang be killed by you, say!"

Chu Xiangjun was imposing, and the strange beating of the flames from her fingers made the eyes of the ten black-clothed people widen in shock, they opened their teeth and danced their claws, shouting hesitantly, and they didn't speak, because they were stacked together, they couldn't move at all, and the ten people's popularity was ruined, Chu Xiangjun saw this, and the flames of his fingers bounced towards the person at the bottom.

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