It seems that in order to avoid the mistake of having the same name and surname, there will be a hint when you meet the person corresponding to the task. ’

Chu Ci swept the flickering red light on the luminous panel, but stopped paying attention.

With Chu Ci's current strength in the next three days, it is obviously impossible to kill Gao Yao's siblings.

At a glance, behind this high leader, the two masters who followed closely were both in the small grandmaster.

Not to mention this Gao Yao himself, although his breath seems to be stable, he does not rule out the possibility of introverted breath, after all, people without roots practice much faster than normal people.

You don't see the sunflower treasure book, you don't see the evil sword technique, and after practice, you will be a first-class boss in the rivers and lakes.

It's hard to say that there are no similar things in this other world.

Chu Ci's gaze retracted as Qing Ya's back disappeared.

For this woman who is soft and fragrant all night, Chu Ci can't talk about liking it, let alone love, after all, the girl in the clubhouse in the previous life, love can only last until the elevator entrance, Chu Ci has long been used to it.

It's just some regret, and curiosity about her identity.

Changle Building Hall.

Gao Yao raised his eyes to look at Hulai.

"Childe, it's time for us to go."

Hu Lai's face changed when he heard this, his interest had just started, it was far from enough to choose ten women, according to his previous habits, he had to choose at least twenty people in this Changle Building.

Then from these twenty people, the two with the most beautiful postures were selected and sent to the Lieyang Palace.

As for the remaining eighteen daughters, they are for their own pleasure.

"Master Gao, you go back first, my son will play here for a while."

Hu Lai swaggered towards the building, and the leaders in the building all came up respectfully, carefully and flatteringly introducing their respective girls to Hu Lai.

Looking at Hulai's back, Gao Yao didn't speak, just frowned.

The reason why he urged Hu Lai to leave was because from the moment he started, he felt that his hands and feet were hot, and he had a strange feeling that his hands and feet did not belong to him.

Looking up, Gao Yao followed his instincts and looked towards a place on the fourth floor.

There, empty.

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The outer city of the scorching sun, the warm clothes workshop.

This warm clothes shop is the largest slum area in the city of Lieyang, and its original name is not called the warm clothes shop, but represents the simplest yearning of the people here in their hearts, that is, to have a warm clothes that can keep out the cold.

Chu Ci was wearing a sable coat and stood at the mouth of a narrow alley.

His gaze fell on a dilapidated hut not far away.

Some beggars around him were also staring at the hut, if it weren't for Chu Ci here, I am afraid that they would have rushed up in a swarm.

'Babble'.

In the distance, the door of the dilapidated hut opened, and an old woman with a hunched back stepped out, supported by a little boy.

"Mother, there's a bag."

The little boy crouched down and picked up the money bag and handed it to the old woman, who brought it close to her eyes and tried to see it.

Judging by the old woman's movements, she was already about to go blind.

"And a letter, Mother! Yes, it's Uncle's letter! ”

The little boy picked up another bamboo slip, and when he saw the words 'Rich and Noble' on it, he exclaimed in surprise.

"Good, good... Hurry back to the house and read it to the eldest mother. ”

The old woman was very happy, smiled and stroked her grandson's head, and turned and walked back into the house with the help of the little boy.

When the door is closed, I don't forget to teach my grandchildren.

"Chong'er, when you grow up, you must learn from your uncle and be a productive person."

Alley entrance.

Chu Ci watched the old woman and the little boy enter the house the whole time.

This is Wang Fugui's mother and nephew, Wang Fugui's brother died in battle in his early years, and his brother and sister-in-law remarried, leaving only such a nephew.

The reason why Wang Fugui chose to enter Dengxian Tower was to fight for a chance to change his life.

As a result, needless to say, it fell into the evil fruit of pyramid schemes.

No matter what era it is, ordinary people want to change their lives across classes, which is tantamount to going against the sky.

The day before Wang Fatzi disappeared, he was still telling Chu Ci that he wanted to get ahead, let his mother and nephew live a life without worrying about food and drink, and marry a beautiful daughter-in-law with three rooms.

So Chu Ci wrote a bamboo slip, which wrote that Wang Fatzi was stationed abroad as an official and could not return to Beijing.

As for the money bag, there were only a few taels of silver in it.

This amount of silver is very small for Chu Ci, but for this pair of young and old, it is enough to support half a year.

The reason why I don't give more is because there are too many hungry ghosts in this warm clothes shop.

When a person is so hungry that he is unbearable, he will ignore the law, even though the law of Da Ying is so strict that it is outrageous.

With a flick of his hand, Chu Ci spilled some broken silver coins on the ground.

The beggars' eyes suddenly lit up, and they rushed up to fight for it.

"As long as this family is not disturbed, there will be rewards every month in the future."

Hearing this, these beggars all knelt down and worshipped.

For them, being able to have such a small amount of silver coins to buy clothes to protect them from the cold is to save their lives in this cold winter.

Chu Ci was dressed in a sable coat and turned around and left.

The north wind blew and the snow fluttered.

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At night, Yongliu Lane,

The small courtyard of the Chu family.

The red paper sticks to the wall, the festive lanterns are festive, and the laughter of the family comes from the hall, and even Chu Qinghe is rare not to be rigid in front of his children, with a gentle smile on his face.

'It seems that Luo Zhiyu is doing a good job. ’

Judging from the smile on Chu Qinghe's face, he was in much better shape than some time ago.

In recent days, Chu Qinghe finally no longer had to be called like a dog in the Lieyang Ling Mansion, but instead transferred him to a quiet position, and he didn't even have to order it.

At this time, Chu Qinghe coughed dryly twice, and glanced at Song Ao.

Song Ao glanced at Chu Qinghe, and then looked at Chu Ci.

"Jiu Ge, you are not young, have you ever thought about marrying a wife? If you get married as soon as possible and give birth to a son and a half daughter, your father and I will rest assured. ”

"The yellow matchmaker at the entrance of the alley is looking for me today, and there is a family surnamed Liu in Qianhe......"

Chu Ci didn't interrupt Song Ao's words, just listened calmly.

From time to time, Chu Qinghe would interrupt and say a few words, and then ushered in Song Ao's fierce glare.

Chu Yu on the side was constantly adding excitedly, obviously very keen on his brother's wife.

For ordinary people, this is a very resistant thing, but for Chu Ci, this is a family affection that he has never experienced, and he cherishes every minute and every second.

After the reunion dinner, the family talked and laughed for more than an hour.

It wasn't until the night that they were sleepy, and then they went back to the house to rest.

Chu Ci crossed his knees on the couch in the room, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen silver needles flew out and landed on the big holes around his body.

He's healing himself.

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Meanwhile.

Dengxian Tower, small courtyard.

The snow howled in the wind, and the swing swayed alone.

And under the plane tree, the little white curled up in the snowdrift.

His hands were wrapped around his knees, his head buried between his knees, and his ponytails hung down on the snow.

Around her, white Qi flowed out, intertwining like a white cocoon, gradually enveloping Xiaobai.