The Scum Villain’s Self-Saving System

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People, blocked in front of Mo Beijun's boots; half of the sword was inserted in the sheath; heart, did not decide whether to draw the sword.

Mobeijun sneered with a cold blue flash of eyes.When it was too late to speak, it was fast, Shang Qinghua thumped and hugged his thigh.

Brothers: "=="

Mobei Jun: "=="

Shang Qinghua kneeled on one knee: "King, please let me follow you forever!"

Mobei Jun wanted to kick him away, but Tsinghua had too much adhesion.It was even more difficult to kill him with a palm.He is like a gecko swimming around the wall, crawling flexibly, but still sticking firmly to the thigh.

Can't help but get angry.

The disciples of Andingfeng's outside disciples saw that he had this special skill, and they were overjoyed, threw the car and ran away.Shang Qinghua just broke his mouth and yelled at him, only three seconds later, he only heard a scream in front of him.

Dozens of thin, silky ice strings penetrated everyone's chest.Silver light fluttered, blood spattered.

Upon seeing this, Shang Tsinghua's hand holding Mobeijun's thigh was as strong as steel.He began to chatter: "King, please accept me. I am very useful!"

Mo Beijun's body seemed to be crooked, and said, "Oh? What's your use?"

"I will serve tea and water and wash the quilt...No." Shang Qinghua analyzed to him intimately: "Look, I can give you an undercover in the Cangqiang Mountain, pass on information, and achieve the feat of unifying the demons. "

Mobei Jun Ha ha: "Waimen disciple, and is Anding Feng's disciple disciple. When you are undercover, in what year and month can you achieve the feat of unifying the demons?"

Shang Qinghua said in an authentic way: "Peak fare discrimination, so, okay."

?? Luo `Xia-xiao` said, lu ox ia,

Why do even the demons discriminate against them?And the discrimination against the concept of "An Dingfeng" is even more than that against "outside disciples"...I'm not reconciled, really not reconciled!

Being crying in tears, entangled, and dying to die, Mobeijun fell without any warning.

Shang Qinghua was still holding his thigh, Mobei Jun collapsed, he was almost pressed right, and quickly let go.

He squatted for a while, and suddenly reacted-Mobei Jun came with a wound?

No wonder the face is so stinky, so angry, so easy to push!

Has it just happened to be stabbed in the wound by your own hands?Sometimes cheap hands are an advantage!

Shang Tsinghua moved cautiously and looked closely.

Sure enough, Mobeijun's lower back, probably the place of his right kidney, had a thin wound with a long finger joint.From the middle of the wound, a golden sharp corner was broken, and it was faintly seen that it was made of gold wire and had a complicated process, which was the shape of the petal edge.

So coquettish, it is the diamond dart of the Magic Flower Palace, yes!

This weapon is used as the author's plane chicory. The body of the dart is thin and thin, and it is coated with a little anesthetic. It is difficult for the dart player to notice that he has been hit.If you move too hard, the dart body will "flower" gorgeously, grow six sharp petals, and cut the inside organs of the recruits.

Does it sound familiar?It seems to have collided with some kind of demon creature, right?It doesn't matter, it's easy to handle. This can be explained by the fact that Linghua Dart was designed by a predecessor of Magic Flower Palace who escaped from the Devil's death based on that kind of alien creature called "love silk".In short, don't care about such details!

After the voiceover ends, the topic is forced back.

That is to say, this second generation of pure blood devil who is likely to slap himself in the future will not only be stabbed by the phantom flower palace, but also be heavily anesthetized.

It seems that Mobei Jun just got out of the encircling circle of Magic Flower Palace.The Mozu are very vengeful. The Mobei family and the Magic Flower Palace have old complaints. The Xianmeng General Assembly encircled the Magic Flower Palace with the most deaths and injuries. It was Mobeijun's revenge on them.The settings for flying planes to the sky are just right.

Shang Qinghua whispered in his heart, he looked hahaha on the face, and found a long time on the ground, and found a stone with a big head and a half, heaving, heaving.

One, two, three, striking the head of Mobei Jun with his eyes closed.

The system has no warning prompts and intercepted sounds.

Shang Qinghua let go of her heart.There is no warning, that is: you can kill!

"King, King, God is like this, don't blame me." Shang Qinghua prayed without sincerity, his hands fell!

—— Born in front of Mobei Jun's perfect nose tip, he stopped the car.

In fact, the role of Mobei Jun has extraordinary meaning for him.

It can be said that Mobei Jun is the type of man who dreams of becoming a chicory.Powerful, cool, and do your own thing, just like every child dreamed of becoming Ultraman in his childhood.

How could he watch him kill Altman himself?

Shang Qinghua snorted for a while.

After the booing is over, think very shamelessly, don't just watch it.

So he turned his head and raised the stone high.

——Can't do it or not.

Shang Qinghua thumped, threw away the heavy weapon, his eyes were shining, and the whole person was almost on Mobei Jun.

No, no, the more I think this face is too magical.

Bing's kind of white-beautiful little boy looks like he really doesn't look down on him.Flying chicory to the sky to give the protagonist this configuration is just to make the stallion hardware facilities more complete, and the stallion must be scientific.Scientific research has shown that women have a preference for men who are beautiful and even feminine.

The protagonist is inevitably sprayed, Bing brother can be described as three steps, one powder, five steps and one black.But Mobei Jun is different.The supporting roles are all used for love, and Mobei Jun is almost never hacked.

This character was created entirely according to his preferences.As a role favored by the author, Mobeijun embodies Xiangtian's aesthetic as a literati of the ideal type of the same sex.Don't ask why Luo Binghe does not reflect his aesthetics of the same sex. Luo Binghe's role is mainly to satisfy his desire to play face and kinky (should be crossed out here).

Even the young Mobei Jun, who has not yet fully opened, is fully in line with his sixteen-character aesthetic mantra of "deep eyes, high nose bridge, full of heroism, and coldness."

This is the dreamy man in his heart!

The stone weapon was lifted up and down again, down and up again. For the first time in life, Shang Qinghua (after wearing the book) faced difficult life choices.

In the end, Shang Tsinghua decided to go to the house!

Open a room at the inn...oh no, housing.

The corpse was everywhere in the field, Shang Qinghua hesitated, dumped the pile of heavy and useless Laozi from Qingjingfeng like a trash from the small cart, and put Mobei Jun up, face down, covering his card A face that I can't hold at a glance.

Cangqiang Mountain is temporarily unable to go back.There won’t be such a quick sense of what happened, because this trip came out and the forecasted journey was seven days, which was only two days in the past.

It’s a great opportunity to brush up on the demon boy who is under attack when he is physically and mentally weak.Shang Qinghua was so comforted by himself, and he shoved, pushing the cart into the direction of the city.

To open a house, it took a little private house money that Shang Qinghua had saved himself over the years.

At present, he is just a mediocre outside disciple, failing to have the authority to manage accounts and embezzle public funds.Opening a room is already the limit of his economic level.So, of course, is a single room.In the room, of course, there is only one bed.To whom this bed belongs is also a matter of course.

Of course, to himself!

Shang Tsing-hua made a large body on the bed for a while. After stretching his muscles, he climbed up and hugged Mobeijun to the bed.

it is necessary.Originally Mobeijun was hurt and he was in a bad mood. When he woke up and found himself lying on the ground or nesting in a chair, he would die.Watch out that he is rewarding himself with a shuttle ice cone regardless of the indiscriminateness.

Just now I passed the drugstore fashion Tsinghua and bought a certain ointment. Although it is so strong according to the demonic alien's vitality, it will be thrown away no matter how big the hole is, and it will grow slowly. , Show sincerity.Flying a plane to the sky, Chicory prides itself on being a real villain, and most despise the hypocrite who obviously has to hold his thighs and must pretend to be b!He digs a big stubbornly heroically, and plugs the kidney in Mobeijun’s hole, and feels that it is almost blocked, and then turns Mobeijun over, posing as a sleeping beauty with his hands folded, admiring his brain The perfect face modeled inside the ideal, which put his hands on the outside of the bed with his hands.

Summer night was sultry, and there was no cool breeze when the window was opened.

Tossing and turning for half a night, it was easy to take a nap, and it was cold and kicked to the ground.

Shang Qinghua was almost scared by the kick.

Rolling belt crawled under the table, and looked around in shock, Mo Beijun sat up straight from the bed, the blue light in his eyes lit as if it had been charged and exploded.

Shang Tsinghua had already thought about the lines for a long time, and his voice was full of emotions.

Mobei Jun was unmoved and looked at him coldly.

Shang Qinghua: "Do you remember who I am?"

The other party ignored him and Shang Tsinghua didn't feel embarrassed at all. He also thought about the possibility of amnesia and said to himself: "Well, we met on the trail just now. I said I want to follow you all my life and be king. Your……"

Mobei Jun interrupted him: "You just hugged me to do something."

"...Intimate little cotton-padded jacket..." Shang Qinghua was startled. "What did you say? What did I do just now?"

"You hold me."

Suddenly realized, thunderbolt on a sunny day.

This ghost is as hot as the oven, but the North King's constitution is cold and cold. He slept sleepily, leaning on the cool side subconsciously, the cooler the more comfortable, no wonder dreaming of a big popsicle, The octopuses happily wrapped their limbs happily, and shed tears of happiness while licking.

Shang Qinghua carefully peeked at Mobeijun's face and neck. There was no strange water and light, and he couldn't help Amitabha.He cautiously said: "You are cold, I am afraid you are going to die, this is holding you."

Mobeijun heard the words and sneered: "Idiot. I was born like this. The colder the body, the better. It's not human. Cold is death."

Shang Tsinghua kept checking his words and seeing his face, and when he saw that his expression was loose, he immediately smiled.Preparing to hit the snake and stick out of the table under the stick, Mobei Jun suddenly recovered his cold voice: "Dare you try again."

Shang Tsinghua didn't dare to move at once, hugged the wooden legs pitifully, and slumped under the table like a hamster.

Mobei Jundao: "What is your purpose?"

Shang Qinghua said: "There is no purpose, just want to follow you for life."

Mobei Jun didn't hear, "You are a disciple outside Anding Feng."

Shang Tsinghua always feels that others emphasize the three words "An Dingfeng", with a sense of discrimination, afraid that he thinks that he is useless and directly extinguished, and drilled his head: "You listen to me, I am still young, King, There is still a chance to rise..."

"Go in!"

Shang Qinghua quickly returned to the safety zone.

At this distance, Mobeijun was satisfied, he only said: "You help me, is it for'rising opportunity'?"

Sure enough, he was not proud of the verb "rescue", but instead replaced it with the word "help".Shang Qinghua pretended to be a smirk.

"No"?Credibility is less than 3."Yes"?Mobei Jun despise that kind of unscrupulous villain, which is why the original killing of the original Shang Tsinghua is not soft, because from the beginning it was not intended to keep this product alive.Why shamelessly admit it and rush to lower your favorability?

Fortunately, Mobei Jun had a conclusion in his mind that Shang Tsinghua had already been stamped with a chapter of "cracking life and fearing death to slip on the door of the betrayal of the horse", and he did not need his answer. He snorted coldly and lay down again under.

Shang Tsinghua waited a long while without further action.

Is this a temporary acceptance of his sincerity?Or... fainted again??

In the end, Shang Tsinghua didn't dare to rush forward, nestled under the table, and huddled up all night.

Most of the tossing night, waking up in the morning, Shang Tsinghua officially began a busy day as a bull.

In the morning alone, Shang Tsinghua ran up and down more than twenty times, and changed the water for the bath tub seven or eight times.

These waters are for the healing of Mobei Jun. Uncle Bingfa is always more convenient to soak in the water.In less than half an hour, a good barrel of warm water can make ice slag.Shang Qinghua shrunk in the corner, watching the Beibei Jun undressing while nibbling the dry food he carried with him. He was extremely envious of his dream figure and abdominal muscles.

Looking at it, suddenly found that Mobei Jun is not off, staring at him, not very happy.

Shang Qinghua chewed it twice, hurried to take a few bites, to prevent Mobei Jun from suddenly asking him to hand over the dry food.

Mobei Jun asked him, "Is it idle?"

Shang Tsinghua said busy: "Not salty, this one is sweet."

He hadn't had time to eat a few more bites, and a few black shadows fell over his face.

So Shang Qinghua was not busy, he wanted to wash the newly recognized master.

Yes, the Demon Racer wore such a body when he came out, it is a hole and blood and sweat, can it still be worn?Of course, it is necessary to sew up and wash.

The low-magic fairy world is so unromantic, bleak and evil realism!

Shang Qinghua swears that if there is a chance to change back to flying chicory to the sky, he would write a high-magic fantasy flow, a brain hole that can be swallowed, and a science that can chew on dogs, weaving clouds into shirts, cutting the moon as a belt , All the energy and the little finger will be solved, and there is no need for the sad existence of Anding Peak!

Intimately repaired the small hole in the piece of Mobei Junshen, screwed it up and hung it in the house, Shang Qinghua felt that he was doing very well on this day.

So at night, he was confident in this mystery, shyly trying to climb into bed.Before leaning to the edge of the bed, history repeats itself and is kicked again.

He was sitting on the ground with tears in his eyes, and the tail was trembling: "... King, you won't let me lie in bed, in case you get cold, thirsty, hungry, want to turn over at night... what should I do do?"

Mo Beijun raised his eyebrows and said: "Easy to handle."

So he ordered Shang Qinghua to find a rope.One end is attached to his finger, the other end is attached to Shang Qinghua...

Finger on?

There is no such good thing, just around the neck.

Shang Qinghua was lying on the ground and corpse, thinking that this man lived really fucking worse than a dog... The only self-consolation that can be thought of is that the North King is not abnormal, and the other end is not tied to [beep -], that is inhumane Grinning.

Only four days have passed since this hard day, but Tsinghua really lived like a year.Even nights have nightmares.

In the middle of the day, Shang Qinghua slept soundly and dreamed again.

This time he dreamed that he was still in the real world, weeping at the computer, next to a fierce and powerful man, holding a thorny cucumber, hairy calf, violently hit his face, Roaring while beating: "What broken jb stuff are you writing!"

Fighting planes to the sky desperately avoiding cucumbers, struggling to argue: "I haven't had a codeword for a long time. Don't do this, Brother Gua!"

Peerless cucumber: "That's not updated soon!" said a rope loop around his neck.

In all the pain, Shang Qinghua struggled to wake up, his neck still tight.Looking down, Mobei Jun lay on the bed, pulling the rope tied to his hand rigidly with frequency.

Shang Tsinghua said weakly: "What do you want, King?"

After asking twice, it was found that Mobei Jun was not deliberately arranging the whole person.He was unconscious at all, just tossing and turning very uncomfortably, grasping something in his hand and getting confused.Poor Shang Qinghua, whose neck was pulled, caught him twice, and his eyes almost squeezed out.

Mobeijun frowned, and was still tumbling restlessly.Shang Qinghua crouched to the bed and looked at the sweat beads shimmering on his smooth forehead and the slightly warm clothes floating on it.

Mobeijun's kidney looks as if there is only a small wound. It's not a big deal. In fact, the situation is a bit serious, but he doesn't speak.Coupled with the fact that the Devil of the ice system originally hated the hot weather, it was midsummer, and the wound may be showing a lesion similar to inflammation or even purulent.

Kidney is so slow, do you need some kidney treasure to strengthen it!

The Mobe tribe only needs to have a low temperature. Without low temperature, they have to create a low temperature.Shang Qinghua whispered "The difference between sleeping and true tm", and went out desperately, not afraid of knocking on the door at midnight, asking for two palm fans, a pot of water, and two clean towels.When he came back, he wiped Mobei Jun, wiped his forehead with wet wipes, and copied the fan from left to right, playing the old fan.

He yawned while fanning, so that his eyes were almost blurred, and half awake, he seemed to see Mobeijun's eyes open.Binglan's pupils are bright and cold in the moonlight, like a pair of magnificent and strange cat eyes.

This situation is really scary.Shang Tsinghua was an agitator, opened his dog's eyes, and after taking a good look, it was clearly closed.

I woke up and found that something was bad.

Shang Qinghua lost his head last night, and Pu Fan shook, and fell asleep on the bed.It's so dangerous, Wan Xing Mo Beijun hasn't awakened yet, so he can't kick his brain to fly!

Shang Qinghua quickly jumped out of bed and lay down on the territory under his head.

After a while, the bed board creaked slightly and Mobei Jun sat up.Shang Qinghua urged, just a little bit worse, and woke up later, it would be blood on the spot.

The next day, Mobei Wang Enzhun was finally able to see the sun and go out to the streets to walk.

In fact, he cried and cried with Mobeijun’s thighs: "My king’s dry food is broken. I’m not home. I don’t want to eat if you want to. If you don’t want to eat, you won’t let me go to the street to buy dry food. I’m starving to death. Beware of corpses smelling you in this room..."

The shop on the corner asked for a bowl of gruel.The porridge is as clear as water, looking down at your own shadow, and the haggard is described as haggard and torn.

It was miserable and miserable, and it seemed that someone behind him shouted at his brother.When he turned around, he saw that four or five young children with sleeves robe fluttering and fairy spirits were carrying long swords, and Su Rong came to him.

The same door, the same door of the firmament!

Yes, seven days have passed, and the organization sent someone to come to him!

Shang Qinghua burst into tears and shook his hands tremblingly: "Brother, Brother Wei!"

The young man headed with a subtle smile, hanging two sabers on his waist, one long and one short, with two sleeves full of fresh air, was Brother Wei Qingwei of Wan Jianfeng.Seeing Shang Tsinghua running out, he greeted him and moved: "Brother X, you... what's the matter with you? I haven't seen you in a few days, how did you completely change your appearance, and no longer look like a man!"

"..." Shang Qinghua burst into tears and whispered: "That's probably because I'm not Brother X."

He just eats a little thinner now, what does it mean to be inferior?And Brother Wei, you wiped every sword more than three times on Wan Jianfeng’s sword test stand, and every time you asked me to clean up your room, make meals, and feed the pangolin together, so fast Forget all faces!

Wei Qingwei said: "Don't you see that I'm joking? Why, it's not funny? Oh yeah, Brother Shang, how can I only see you alone? What about the others? Why did the delay not return, what happened?"

"Uh, Brother Wei, you still love to tell cold jokes. Other people...other people..."

The short soldiers met so suddenly that Shang Tsinghua couldn't compose a seamless story, but he shook his face palely, grunted, and fell to the ground.

He is now in a state of physical weakness, and no one doubts that he is faint.

When pretending to die, it felt Wei Qingwei squatted down and poked his face.Several others said: "Brother, he is dizzy, what should I do?"

Wei Qingwei poked and said, "What can I do, drag it back and talk about it."

Dome peak.

Rows of corpses lay outside the hall.The disciples outside Andingfeng who went down the mountain that day to pick up the goods, except Shang Tsinghua, were all right. They lay here.

Shang Qinghua knelt in front of the corpse, tears fell off.

There is no way, this cultivation field is not easy to mix, such as his inborn conditions are not good, the lacrimal gland is not well developed.Otherwise, in front of the princes, you can't make a statement that "there is so much sorrow that you can't even speak clearly."

The masters finished the question, the atmosphere was calm, and they went into the hall to discuss.Suddenly hearing the sound of Jiansui Pei ringing, a teenager wearing Qingjingfeng's school uniform approached slowly.

The teenager had a fair complexion, slender eyebrows, pale lips, and a slightly mean look.Black hair and light cyan streamer suits are tied behind their heads, embrace the long sword.It is the scumbag villain of the mourning door star, a wonderful flower on Qingjing Peak, Shen Qingqiu, one of the generations of scum villains who is the leader of "The Pride and Immortal Devil's Way".

After looking at the body, Shen Qingqiu asked casually, "Did the Demon Clan let you bring something or something?"

Shang Qinghua was stunned for a while, and was flattered by his initiative to find his own words: "No?"

Shen Qingqiu is accustomed to lowering his jaw, so people often look down.Every time Shang Qinghua talks to him, he feels that he is despising himself. Although it doesn't matter if he despise, he is used to it...

Shen Qingqiu said with a smile: "It's weird. Seven or eight people are all dead. If it's not something you want to bring to us, why did you leave you alive?"

Shang Qinghua blinked, and tears fell again: "This...This..."

Shen Qingqiu really laughed this time: "Shang-Brother Shi. Why on earth can you retreat and come back to the Cangqiang Mountain?"

The words here must not be sloppy.

Shen Qingqiu in this world is walking according to his original design.Unlike those with IQ 40s, they are not easy to fool.Give him a short report on Ni Duan, and his undercover career can end before he even begins.

Pretending to be silly and smirking for 30s, the light bulb on the top of Shang Tsinghua's forehead lighted up and immediately whispered: "This...maybe because..."

Because he kneeled without hesitation?

Because the king called loud and sincere?

Simply neglected because of dignity?

Shen Qingqiu waited patiently and waited for a violent cough.

Shang Qinghua coughed into tears.He took a step back and looked disgusted.

One thing drops one thing, see who I summon to clean you up!

Sure enough, after five seconds, Yue Qingyuan's voice came from behind:

"Brother Qing Qiu, the demon clan has no law to follow, and Brother Shang is also easy to escape from the hardship. Even if you have something to ask, it is better to wait for him to relax."

Out!God-level summoned beast? Good man? Future leader? Yue Qingyuan arrived on the battlefield!

Shang Qinghua began to count silently.

Shen Qingqiu raised his hand and said: "Good. I don't speak well, I won't say it. Brother Yue, please."

1hit.

Yue Qingyuan said: "The younger brothers of Anding Feng went down the mountain this time, originally to help Qingjingfeng, why did the younger brothers sympathize and be stingy to give...... Brother Shi, why are you coughing more and more powerful, but ask me to call Qiancaofeng Brother Mu, come and see for you?"

2hit.Shang Qinghua thanked Yue Qingyuan and shook his head.Continue counting.

Shen Qingqiu sneered: "The Twelve Peaks are responsible for their duties and their strengths. Anding Feng was originally doing this. Brother Yue said why they were so wronged, as if only Anding Peak had something to do in Cangqiang Mountain? Moreover, did Brother think Are they so hard-working and resentful? How often do they scold in the back?"

3hit.

Yue Qingyuan always kept his patience and wanted to speak, and Shen Qingqiu immediately said: "Stop. Brother Xie Yue teaches, and listen to Qingqiu in the future. I'm gone."

4hit.get!

He knew that these two people would speak together and more than five sentences would definitely go away!

Shen Qingqiu walked away with the Xiu Ya sword, and Yue Qingyuan turned back: "Senior Brother Shang, you are frightened."

Shang Qinghua busy said: "No no no..."

Compared with the tiredness and exploitation that he suffered in the past few days, he was a little shocked and insignificant!

After the incident, Sai Weng lost his mind and knew not to be blessed. After this incident, I did not know if the main leader of Anding Feng was to appease Shang Tsinghua or how to promote him to an official disciple.

Shang Qinghua went all the way, went back to the chase shop and packed things up, and reported to the idle house on the highest floor of Andingfeng.

Yes, you are not mistaken.Anding Feng, those who have been busy for a long time, like disciples, live in dormitories called "Xiaorenju".

Free fart!When he flew to the sky, he vowed that he had no ridicule when he set the name, but now looking at these three words, he deeply feels the immense maliciousness of this world.

Shang Tsinghua found his hut, with the double exhaustion of body and mind, insisted on laying the bed, turned around and poured a glass of water, and turned around, someone was already lying on the bed.

The teacup newly brought in the administrative office in his hand fell very cautiously to his feet.His legs were soft, and he almost sat down on the ground: "... King."

Mobei Jun turned over and faced him.Faceless, sound like ice: "Follow me for life, eh?"

Shang Qinghua was about to cry.

Actually followed.I didn’t expect it... No, strictly speaking, I can’t count it as a series of "Mysterious God Ghost", this was originally a special skill developed by Mobei Jun to help Bingge kill and set fire at any time and anywhere. !

Shang Qinghua said eloquently, "You listen to my explanation, King. When I went out that day, I just wanted to go back after drinking porridge, but who knows, fate makes people fool, I meet a familiar brother. I'm afraid He asked too much and revealed flaws. He took people to the king and your trouble was not good. In addition, your injury is no longer a problem, and I think about what I think about Zuo Siyou. Act..."

Mo Beijun's hand holding the temple seemed tired, and changed to the other.

"He asked you to come back and you came back with him."

Shang Tsinghua said grievously: "Otherwise, what can I do? I can't fight? I can't beat them? How can I do it, and I can't beat them, more importantly, I still have to be the undercover king, how? Can you tear your face with the firmament mountain so early?"

Taking advantage of this vigorous momentum, he hit the railroad while he was hot: "Reporting King, I am already a disciple of the inner door now, is it full of energy? Is there much room for improvement?"

Dog legs.There is nothing more about doglegs.

However, even if there is no dog legs on the surface, the heart of chicory flying into the sky is light and breezy.He has always believed:

1 The boy has gold on his knee (the order is correct);

2 The boy does not play with tears, when not to play at this time.

These two life rules tell him that when necessary, dog legs don't matter at all.To think about it another way, Mobei Jun is a character he created, which is equivalent to his son for an author.It's okay for Dad to take care and love his son.The so-called children are the debts of the parents...

With a bang, Shang Qinghua was beaten up, hugged his knees, squatted in a chair, and skillfully used Ah q spiritual Dafa to repair his wounds.

After stretching his muscles, Mobei Jun lay back on the bed again, stretched his back, turned over, turned his back to Shang Tsinghua, and the low and high voice came with a sleepy voice: "Continue tomorrow."

...

Why continue?!

Shang Tsinghua had the urge to yell and call the entire mountain of heaven to die with him.

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