Kill That Man

Meanwhile, Wang Junmao's three facsimile disciples suddenly went backwards through the pulse, and the path collapsed. He practiced all the flowing water. They became mortals.

Well, that's Yu Qingyao's resentment towards them.

After watching the letter on a weekday, it was another big mess.

Since then, Sun Jia Hidden has been regarded as ominous by those who view the day of the week. I can't help it. My grandparents died for nothing.

Even Sun's subjectivity, exhausting the power of the horizontal view, can't find one, so.

We didn't dare to be close to the grandchildren's family anymore.

Who knows what day their family will suddenly die? Why bother with them again, right?

Those who rely on Deacon Sun and Wymond don't know how much they regret it now. Their big backstage is down and they're busy looking for a new master. But the new master is not so easy to find.

Mr. Huai is dead, Lee White doesn't care. He was soon forgotten by those who watched the day.

Angoran was happy for a while, but when she was beaten up by sad swimming boards, she dared not mock the short-lived face of his son again. Yuxuan has always been grateful to Weimender, sincerely treating him as a friend, he is truly sad about Weimender's death.

Tai Wenqian was sad for a while and began to find someone else to marry, because she was too young to marry. The experience with Mr. Huai, she buried it in her heart, never mentioned it.

Tao asked Xiang very speechless, after a few fluctuations, she finally wanted to get married, and her satisfied fiancé suddenly died, how can this be fat? Fortunately, I haven't ordered a date yet, or I'm going to be widowed.

While regretting the death of Mr. Huai, his life was long gone and he was soon left behind.

Ju Shunmei didn't forget. She was so sad to hear about the sudden death of Wymond. If you're all right, go worship in front of the son's grave and sweep the tomb.

Nobody saw her as a son's woman, and she didn't have the face to say it herself, but she never forgot her son.

In order to allay the panic in the inner court, Sun subjectivity devised a way, in fact, the old way, is to count the death of Sun's father and son, and the abolition of the three fax disciples, all on Zhou Guodao's head, in order to provoke Qi Guodao's vengeance and fear of Zhou Guodao's priest.

Of course, Taoist Zhou said that he was unjust, and everything was an internal battle between the two sides, which had nothing to do with us. They were very dissatisfied with the blame planted like this.

The Taoists of both countries fought even harder to forget.

Of course, Yu Qingyao doesn't care about all of this.

She hummed the song back to the prairie.

Back to the palace, reaching the ninth floor, still outside the gate of the sleeping palace, Yu Qingyao shouted, “Xiu, I'm back! ”

Xiu didn't answer. A strange maiden's voice came from inside: “Is it real? ”

Yu Qingyao was surprised. She didn't expect a stranger in a secret hiding place. "Who are you? Where's Soo? How did you get in here? ”

Meanwhile, she was busy contacting Xiu in her heart.

There immediately came a laugh of Xiu's joy: “Geez, Yao, you're back. I was worried sick! ”

Yu Qingyao was relieved and asked in his heart, “Is Jean okay? ”

“Jane? She's fine! ”

Yu Qingyao asked in his heart, “Why are there outsiders? ”

“Oh, you mean White Spirit! I got it back. I'm telling you, she's pathetic! ”

Yu Qingyao's forehead raised a slight black line.

Can I blame myself for teaching Soo too kindly? You can save a rabbit if you want. How can saving a person be fat? Jane should be robbed. How important is this? Is this a random time to save people?

If you want to save people from trouble, like his wife, how can you do that?

Aren't I going to die like a Yang Iron Gun?

No, no, no! The children's words were not contradictory, and the wind blew away. I have always been the only one who pits me, and I curse him.

Yu Qingyao asked Alfred secretly: “What's going on in there? ”

Alfred answered carelessly behind him: "There's a heterosexual girl in there, lying in bed, badly hurt. ”

Yu Qingyao asked: “How about fixing it? ”

Alfred took a stroke and said, "The interracial mending is not very accurate for me, and it is certain that she is below the standard of foundation building. ”

Yu Qingyao listened, relieved, did not care to continue walking in.

If she doesn't build the foundation, then what else is she afraid of? Even if she comes out of the demon, kill her at will.

Stepping into the sleeping palace, Xiu smiled and greeted her. When she saw Yu Qingyao, she said: “Yao, you can come back. What took you so long? ”

Yu Qingyao smiled: “Oh, I'm going to send some goodbye gifts to my friends in Qi. You know, I was in too much of a hurry to say goodbye. ”

Xiu Xin thought it was true.

Yu Qingyao never lied, except that the gift in her concept is different from the gift in Xiu's imagination.

In Ah-soo's view, Yao has always made friends extensively. I don't know how many friends there are in Qi. If you think about it, you'll be gone for so long, and you'll have a reason.

Yu Qingyao asked with a smile: "I'm not here. Is everything okay at home? ”

Xiu smiled: "No! ”

Yu Qingyao pretended not to care: “Who is that girl? ”

Xiu clapped his hands and laughed: "Oh, that's Bai Linger, the princess of weaving the land. I'll take you to her. She'd love to meet you too!” Bai Linger was arranged to live next door to Alfred.

Weavers are a strange race, and they have a special skill, which is to spit like spiders.

Men's silk is thick, dark and ugly, but coarse and tough and can be used to bind animals and climb trees conveniently.

Women's silk is thin, bright colored silk, and is often used to weave clothes or clothes.

Their appearance is the most resembling of the Inhumans.

Yu Qingyao followed Xiu inside and asked: “Why is she here? ”

Xiu said: "I've lived alone for so long. Three days ago, I went up there to take a walk, relax, and whoever wanted to see her lay there on the grass was hurt so much. I looked so pathetic, I saved her. ”

Yu Qingyao's heart was upset, but his mouth praised him: “Ah Xiu, good job, saving people's lives is Jide's thing. ”

Xiu was very modest and said: “I learned from you. You saved more people than I did. ”

Yu Qingyao smiled.

Going into the room, Yu Qingyao glanced at the girl lying in bed. The girl had a beautiful face, just white on her face and no blood on her lips.

Yu Qingyao couldn't help but whisper: she was also a sick beauty.

Bai Linger struggled to get up and smiled: "Hello Yu Zhenman! Hello, Alfred! ”

Yu Qingyao hurried over and held her with his hands. “You're not hurt yet, don't be polite. ”

"Bai Linger laughed.“ With Xiu, I've been better these past few days. It's fine. ”