Scum Male’s Whitewashing Manual
Chapter 120 God stick (11)
"What are you talking! Are you a mad?"
Bai Yam has strong support, trembling the sound, trying to explain this, "The person just found, it is not right!"
"This dog !! Where did you find it! Is Zhao Xi let you come, is it !!"
His voice is almost a point of break, but the Gu's words are like not heard, he is in the body, and after knowing the experience.
"Turtle shell, walk with the robe."
I lost the robe only to wear a jewelry for two seconds. "It doesn't matter, I can have no mouth."
"Don't want money."
"Male, you are a mad !!!"
Bai Yamu is red, and the footsteps will run in a direction.
He only has an idea now, that is, it is hiding this madman, must avoid it! !
As for why you want to hide, Bai Yam will not admit your own defen, you will not admit that you are afraid, he just runs forward, running ...
"Wang Wang Wang !!!"
The yellow dog is somewhat uneasy to move the tail, watching the moving figure in front of the front, and the feet are moving, like you want to catch up.
"Don't worry."
The long hand moved in his head. "Come, I will show you a fun."
The crutches painted a circle on the ground, and half of the mark did not leave, but the yellow dog was excited to call the circle, and he was squatted in the satellite.
"The circle is inside, is it?"
The Wei Ming smiled and walked together with the yellow dog.
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Bai Yam's brain is blank, only know that you have to escape, as for where to run, how to go, all come true.
I don't know how long it runs, he is tired of leanese, it is really not good, I have to stop rest.
After a few mouthfuls, Bai Yam is looking back, and the long road has no man's figure.
He hurriedly breathed, and his face revealed the unconscious smile.
Sure enough, a guy is in the ghost.
He didn't believe that there would be a ghost in this world and it is impossible.
See the man who didn't know what to do, Bai Yam took a while, breathing evenly, this is slowly moving.
Not suitable for going out tonight, he still hurry back to school.
Just stepped out of your feet, the surrounding road is suddenly extracted, the same picture of the earthquake makes Bai Yu's fear, but the road is still no longer no matter how to retreat.
--Snapped! !
The bowl of broken sounds sounded, like a boring thunder, suddenly playing in the mind of Baiyu.
"Small wooden, small wood ..."
Some people are calling his name, this voice, weakness, weakness, full of illness.
"No, impossible ..."
Bai Yuki open his eyes, the face is full, "it is impossible, it is impossible ..."
In front of it, the empty road is no longer, it is a narrow shabby environment, and even he is just standing, all feels retreat.
A woman is hard to support the wall, she shouted her son's name, seeing there is no son shadow, I have to sit down, tremble, pour a bite.
The dry lip has been nourished by the water but still so dry, the woman carefully took the wool on the table, slowly, but carefully hired.
Bai Yam, that is, he has worn on his body, he was disadvantaged, and the soil, the woman was buried, and lost his tomb.
He wants to leave here, leaving this ghost place, Bai Yushuang even doubts that he is dreaming, otherwise, he can't walk at this narrow room.
When Bai Yamu is a bit violent, the woman is always calm sitting in place.
Women have been weaving sweaters, her body is too weak, only such a simple movement is very difficult, so I have a slowest movement, just sitting like this afternoon, it is a short.
She stood up and put the sweaters on the table, holding the table and standing.
After a while, she came back again, holding a cold steamed bread in his hand, a bit of eating.
After eating a hoe, even if I have a meal, she took the sweater again, and slowly woven.
"What ?? ?? Let me see what these do?? What is good?"
"Do you think I will be embarrassed !! Will n't, I tell you that there is no ghost in the world, there is no !!!"
After the defending stick, after standing in the woman, his eyes were in a breathless, as if watching an object, not a living person.
"People will have a good life with children's life, and they will have a conscience."
He said in a blood red in Bai Yam, "no one exception."
"So? What do you want to say?"
"Just want to say, conscience, only you can lose."
Junmei Tao is long and smile, "" also can only find it back. "
"Here, isn't you discarding a conscience? First time."
"This time is not right, I am sorry, I will do this for the first time, I am not very skilled."
The crutches were rendered, and the cough sound came from the ear of Yamu.
"Cough ... small wood, small wood ... help my mother's cup of water, mother thirsty ..."
"Cough and cough, small wood ..."
The door was smashed away, and the young people between the teenager and the young people rushed in.
"Can you not quarrel me, I am busy!"
The woman on the bed is difficult, and her eyes are full of sadness, "I am a bit thirsty ..."
"If you want to drink water, you will not fall! Noisy!"
The young version of Baijie slammed the door, continued to play the game outside, the rain outside, the rain, the rain, the narrow house ground potholes, the roof is still leaking, he is irritated to tighten the legs, Celebrately in the game.
Bai Yuemu stood up in the house, looking at the pale miserable woman and worked hard, she got a little bit, slow down the bed.
She didn't want to trouble her child. Although he was a child, she was so urine, she was holding milk in the middle of the night, and she carefully cared for him.
The woman is sick for a long time, she holds her body to do hand-to-acting hammet, which is very sick, and now I can't even even the bed.
The virtual foot is falling, she took a step, the foot was soft, and her face fell to the ground.
"Hey ... ..."
There is a big pit on the ground of the pits, and it is just leaking, there is a water, the woman is just falling on it, and the face is sticker, and the handsome don't have strength.
She is desperate struggle, desperately wants to get up, and the feet hit the ground.
"Noisy !!"
The door pushed, her son stood outside the door.
On the show of the show, after a moment of shock, it turned over gloomy.
His hand killed the wooden floor, and his face didn't know what was thinking. Just looked at the struggle of his own mother, his face buried in sewage.
Bai Yam knows what he is thinking.
This woman is useless, she can't raise him like it before, give him money, give him a meal.
She is lying on the bed, can't make a penny, but also let him wait.
If she is dead, he will get a subsidy, it will become an orphan, the name is smooth, and the money will be led.
So, he slowly closed the door.
Young makamu is gone, and now Bai Yam is forced to leave.
He watched the woman on the ground to stop struggling, and his legs could no longer move.
"Your conscience."
"It is lost by you."
"You have always said that there is no ghost in the world, in fact, just afraid they come to you."
Wei Ming said with a cane, the eyes are cold, but the face is still laughing, "the bond master has been waiting for you."