Come on all the way, Jiang Xian Ning inevitably thinks, and then see what the teenager will be, what is the situation, two years of hardships, there is no distinguished identity of Yong Yi Hou Shizi, he will not suffer, sad, and what appearance?

This world is undoubtedly better than the previous world.

No matter how it is in the mind, you can't imagine the appearance of the boy, but it is the face of the young general of the first school, and when it comes out from the depths of memory, let her go out of cold sweat.

That is a person who is soaked by the world and hatred.

He is far away from Beijing Zhong Chang, holding a sinking clothes, wearing a pointed, but there is no sorrow. Get a knife. A pair of eyes and cold, cold and sinking, watching people do not talk, they are like a thorn, and the sharp is a tight. Therefore, even if the outline is familiar, Jiang Xianning can't be on this face, recalling the juvenile Lang Lang, who is fresh in the fresh clothes, is it.

But now, it seems that there is no change.

Even if he is tall, the skin color to the native son is also deep, and the eye brown is the change and landscape of the calendar in these two years. It can be a pair of stars, blazing, such as the sun. It is like a high-day moon. It is only to hear that this is familiar with a bit of strange and low voice, and it is very hot.

His clothes wearing the clothes are thick, some shave.

But he was originally in Jingli Jinyi, Xiao Hou, who wanted to wind.

Jiang Xining looked up and looked at him for a long time. He shouted "Yan Lin", and he couldn't help but hey.

Two years have passed, the girls are getting better.

Leading, skin squad.

Just when the bottom of the eye is wet, it is still a soft piece of his heart, telling him that the deer in the fog of the forest. Yan Lin hinded her carefully, smiled, accompanying her, let this face bloom to laugh.

This moment of incorporated her into the arms is that he has never been rapid in these two years.

Houfu accident, copying home.

He and his family all the way from Beijing, Huangzhou, and even met a tribute, but he had secretly protected. After the Huangzhou, the body of the sin is more deep. The father's body is not good, and the road is cold, and I haven't seen it for a long time.

Going up and down, ask the doctor to see a doctor, you have to spend money.

At this time, he knew that Jiang Xuening secretly sent the box to send people, and there was multiple sinks, multiple.

Soon, Mr. Xie's letter came.

Later, the so-called "Renshi Salt Field" is also coming.

The road is far from the road, and those letters should be sent to a day.

In the days to come in Huangzhou, it is like a pot of hot pot that is hot in the winter, which is a hoping of the mid-lost, until it goes deep in the barren soil. Slowly tap the roots. Even the adversity of the wind and thunderstorms, gradually sprouting, scattered, like a cypress in stone seam, there is an extractional strength.

He did not hit it in despair.

Every day is full of hope for the next day.

Today, she finally came.

God knows how many fun when he is receiving a message she wants to be with Xie.

Even two days are looking forward to.

I have a rare museum.

It's until you see her at this moment.

The full look of all the best, turned into a kind of ironing post, but also made him completely restrained, after holding her in his arms, I realized my own rude.

The teenager grows up.

When the eye angle, the eyes were surprised by the soldiers, although they were all in the heart, it was not when they were in the same year, and they couldn't help but have a red, cough, and put people.

So, finally saw the vocabulary for their long time.

This moment is silent.

Yan Lin found this time, Jiang Xining is only from this carriage, the two are coming together. I suddenly felt a little different, but I didn't think about it.

After watching the moment, he gaked the other party, but the Mengyang, which was converged, and the whole place was rude: "I saw Mr. Xie."

Thank you, you're faint, said: "First into the city."

Yan Lin also knows that this place is not talking, and he will answer "Yes", so that a team soldier escorts, in front of it, all the way to the city. Others ride in tall, and ask Jiang Xue Ning to ride.

Jiang Xining is also a big heart.

After the gilea ended the sacred desire, all the way is on the carriage, staying up all night to Zhangzhou, the bones must be scattered, and there is no chance to breathe in the car.

Suddenly, this style is very different, I don't have to play.

She promised, carefully turned over to ride a soldier, and followed the horse of Yan Lin, and became the city.

Thanks to the danger only in the car, I don't want to stop her.

Cangzhou City is not big, the construction of the city is not the bustling, the exquisiteness of Jiangnan, and the wall is relatively thick, and the wall is very strong.

The soldiers in the city are not more than ordinary people.

It's just that the people have appeared in the people, how much you look like, and there is no feeling of discomfort, and you will sell it, selling it.

This place, the wind is not so raising.

The local girl's skin is mostly rough.

Jiang Xianning's bustling girl in Beijing, I immersed the graceful of Jiangnan in two years. It is really that the water spirit is very powerful, and it is still in a pile of skinny meat, riding on the horse, I have seen it. Her people have no stunning, and even the children who are not sensible will lift their hands, chasing "the fairy girl", and it is really good to help.

Yan's appeal is like when she has just takes her to the capital to play. One pointing to the side of the road. It is just that the voice is much thicker than the original, and it is no longer completely. Awareness.

He has seen a sashimi, clear the world.

It is a porridge that speaks that road, there is a macarid of the old days. I know when these people are doing, when can I say, how many meters, I can make it possible, and the blacksmith shop in East Street Another is an old woman ...

Jiang Xining looked at him, couldn't help but go to see him.

The silhouette of the young general is deep and sorored.

For the first time, she feels cold and non-stop, and she has also taken a little gentle, and the teenagers in her memory, and they are screaming, so they can't help but laugh.

The soldiers with the same road, but they were amazed and confused.

General Yan Jun came to see, and the means was aware of the wind. what.

This is a good look, what is the sacred?