Assassin Farmer

Su Shui glanced at the branding of his eyes in confusion. He couldn't help but worry when he saw the other party return to him with a deep smile. As Stu asked, do they know what happened to her?

Setting her mind, Su Shuihui comforted herself in darkness: she said she had lost her memory and didn't remember anything. So, even if a bunch of strange relatives came to the door, she wouldn't doubt herself?

I was thinking, hands resting on my legs, wrapped by Lin Shiyao's warm hands.

“Don't worry, there's me.” Lin Shiyao softened her ears, then clamped a chopstick with the only fried egg with a bit of dirty pea carrot, and put it in a bowl of Su Shuiju, “Have a good meal. Anything else, we'll talk after we eat. ”

In this scene, almost three men's eyeballs fell.

Thought there was a good play to see, but it was born with the shock of a vegetarian cold without knowing the gentle geometry of Shilling, lowering his breath to the woman and passing chopsticks, completely breaking the power.

It's not enough to express their hearts!

“Eat your meal.” Lin Shiyao threw a sentence without lifting his head. Still holding Su Shui in her hand and clamping the dishes she was unable to reach.

“Yes -” three different words in the same voice.

If you don't eat it, Cheng, when Shiling finishes eating it, Tie will pack up the bowls and chase the chopsticks, how can you really take them as guests? Only Su Shuiju served them tea with courtesy. Simon's eyes were just too scary. She didn't dare to drink more tea or eat more snacks.

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“Tell me what you know.” After dinner, Lin Shiyao sent Su Shuiju into the embroidery room, suggesting that she should not think about it. He brought three people from Sanshitou to the south courtyard river near the plum pile. The view was wide open and almost obvious, not afraid of anyone listening to the corner of the wall.

“Emperor Jing's Palace -” Simon opened his head.

“Fourth Miss -” Straw branded the words.

“Her?” Stu raised her eyebrows and swept away the silent and expressionless Simon.

“Just suspicious.” Simon added a sentence.

“Very likely.” Simon continued to add oil to the fire.

Stu looked sympathetically at Stu, not afraid of dying. He turned to Stu Ling and said, “Stu Ling, since she has lost her memory, let's assume she doesn't know.” It would be better to cover this up for decades. Better never recover. Otherwise, the power of King Jing won't admit to having a murderer's son-in-law?

“There are said to be three hundred taels of silver.” Shi Brang evil smiled, holding Shi Ling, “I was going to make a fortune. ”

Simon snorted and looked at the sky silently. It seemed difficult to get out of here safely.

“You need money?” Lin Shiyao asked coldly.

“Not indispensable, but not much.” Shi leaped on the plum pile and looked at the peaceful and peaceful surroundings.

“300 taels? Good." Lin Shiyao nodded with no expression. Then he turned to Shi Tuo and said softly: “Three miles from Xiushui Cave, the fifth old acacia tree, the tree's dark door is accessible, close to the bottom of the cloud lake. ”

Stu seemed like a secret place to listen. Then the sword brow picked gently and asked softly: "What do you do? ”

“It's my last life savings.” Lin Shiyao's voice remains calm and waveless.

Previous life? Shi Tao heard the words and was slightly stiff. After all, I remember hatred. Otherwise, why is the distinction so clear? Even the hard earned savings have been carried by the word "previous life” only.

Simon and Simon looked at each other in opposition. None of them could understand what Simon meant at this time. What does it mean to expose your savings for half your life to the eyes of the three of them?

“Do something for me and send me a copy of the Temple of Upper Cloud.” Lin Shiyao sighed half way and continued to whisper: “The rest, leave me a copy, the rest, divide the three of you. There's only one condition, Mizuki... as if I hadn't seen her. ”

Forgive him for being selfish. The water is his. Jing Wang Palace, it's best not to mention this in your life.

The three of them listened and Qi was standing still. Want him to lick the blood of his knife and earn silver, just a few words to split it it up?

With the frequency of his assignments, he came down for more than a decade and saved more than tens of thousands of taels of silver, even at the lowest pay?

Jesus Christ, he's crazy! The three read the same conclusion from each other's stunned eyes.

Simon, he's really down. Ancient clouds: a thousand gold smiles. But he was well, nothing more than not sure, willing to disperse the hard-won tens of thousands of taels of silver, only for a woman who was already her wife. He's really crazy.

Stu sighed.

Simon shook his head.

Shi Brang suddenly shouted, revealing an unprecedented real smile, thumbs up against Shi Yao Lin, “clothes. ”

He's dressed up. At least he won't be able to do that.

Don't talk about ”money like shit” or anything.

Thinking that they were lonely and unhelpful, the killers of Zero River and Lake, apart from an arrogant martial arts, there was nothing more than a case of silver two that had been accumulating for many years as a sidekick.

Now, Simon is willing to throw most of this silver to hold his wife on the ground.

With such courage, the three of them did not.

“Deal.” Brand was the first to speak in favour. Nonsense, it's the idiots who disagree.

“Okay.” Simon nodded. He didn't want to be born right or wrong. However, Shi Ling was so generous, besides, Shi Brang did not give his consent in vain. Twenty-three apprentices of their own need to feed themselves, and they won't be polite.

Stu helplessly rolled his eyes, destroying his traditionally cold and indifferent temperament. I hope Simon finally gets what he wants and enjoys. Otherwise, it would be difficult to force three people who have swallowed silver to throw up again.

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“Yao?” Su Shuiju anxiously greeted Shizhou Lin, who had just sent three killer stars into the hall. “They, are they gone?” She looked behind him. I don't know what that deeply smiling, creepy Brand could say about his predecessor's birth.

“Mmm.” Lin Shiyao put down a pot of tea from the kitchen, poured two glasses, and handed one to Su Shuiju. “They have things to do.” The three of them went on a joint mission to the west corridor. If they were destined to return, they would have to share all their savings at the border of Fengyao Palace. Lin Shiyao, aside from his mouth, Islam's financial slavery nature, will not miss such a good opportunity for enrichment.

“He, I mean, does that Brand know me...” Su Shuiqiu looked a little serious, couldn't help but ask.

“He's got the wrong person.” After taking her words, Lin Shiyao found an excuse to be upset: “You look a little like the person he met.” It's not a period trick. The portraits on the search list were less realistic.

“Oh, I see.” Su Shuihui was unnamed and relieved. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)