234 Tracing back to the source (2)

So he stepped forward - using all his life's ability to scare people, and made up a set of rhetoric. But where is there a letter to Feng Ruohan, where is there a message to Shi Weilan, and where does he know where Leng Fengyi has gone?

I don't know if the Qin Qi family is stupid, or if they are really lucky.

He clenched the purple jade order in his hand. The flying pigeon that was sent afterwards couldn't be taken care of, even if Feng Ruohan didn't listen to him, he still gave the order to clear the street. As a joke, at this moment, the Feather Chasing Sword Sect, at the moment of life and death, is like a ship swaying in the wind and waves, almost falling apart, and it has to listen to his blind command of a drunk.

Chu Tao, aren't you afraid that this ship will be hit and sunk by me? He finally couldn't help but curse to the sky.

It was the voice of his heart that responded to him. "Jun and brother, don't drink so much, drinking will hurt you!" Su Su's voice came tactfully from ten years of time and space. It's never been so clear. Okay, don't drink it, he promised.

"Xie Jun and you, listen, no one forced you to live, and no one urged you to die, don't take yourself too seriously!" Chu Tao's fury made his ears hot. Well, alive, he promised.

"Jun and big brother, can't you laugh at it?" "Xue Hai is always innocent and coquettish, happy with and without a match. Good...... He smiled fiercely at the changing clouds in the sky.

"Xie Jun and you should wake up. He said to himself, "Do you really think that the Purple Jade Order is just a stone?"

Of course not.

Life is on the line, but that's it.

Chu Tao had already given him half of the power of the Feather Chasing Sword Sect. Because Chu Tao didn't want his good martial arts to be soaked in the wine jar and drunk into mud. Only Chu Tao understands how much cynical loneliness is hidden behind that ruffian. But he laughed and scolded madly and didn't appreciate it, offended a lot of people, and deliberately asked Chu Tao to provoke his authority in a good way.

Don't drink alcohol! Don't make trouble! Don't be presumptuous!

As a result, he not only drank and caused trouble, but also became more and more presumptuous.

Ten years with a flick of his fingers, when the hatred in his heart slowly consumed with time, he thought that he would be like this all day long, and it would be good to live one day at a time. As long as there is Chu Tao's instructions, he can make him forget Su Su for a while and forget the past.

But suddenly, there was no Chu Tao behind him to give orders. No volleys on his desk hit him, and no one elbowed him. No one snickered slowly after he had annoyed everyone around him. Only then did I find that there was no one else in this world who could endure him to play tricks and give him the most important things to do, except for Chu Tao.

He didn't want to be like he had lost his prime, and suddenly found himself with nothing again. "Susu," he said to the shadow in his heart, "I can't be sorry for more people. I'm sorry. The door in my heart closed heavily, and the world in front of me suddenly opened up a little.

Bluffing Qi Heng can rely on a momentary luck to get by, but the difficult thing is to win the fifteenth day, whether he can find a way to get Chu Tao out. Where is the world going? As far as the eye can see, there is only the vastness.

The fishing boat is a leaf, swimming in the long river that swallows the sky and the earth. The old voice sang an unknown fishing song, holding a penny, and leisurely passed over the water.

It's the thin old man with his back on his back again!