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The night is getting darker

At this time, the Forbidden City has no tourists. %Chinese% novel

Beihe scattered people silently turned off the screen of the mobile phone, sighed and did not expect him to quickly input, want to remind the mad knife three waves, but still a step later.

This three-wave guy is completely unhelpful.

This guy’s memory of death is a goldfish. If the scars are not good, they will forget the pain. And recently, he is getting more and more... Is this the ‘dao’ of Sanlangdao friends?

After a while, the Beihe people looked at the forbidden city in front of them and smiled in their eyes.

"On the day of the beginning of September, I have to give a surprise to the black scorpion." The Beihe people's mouths are rising, and he can't wait to wait for a black battle.

At that time, it is absolutely necessary to let the black scorpion understand what is called despair!

"Unfortunately, if it is a full moon night war, there must be more atmosphere. In addition, how many friends will come to watch the battle?" Beihe scattered people secretly.

The more Taoist friends watching the game, the better. In front of everyone, the plan is to be black and more fulfilling. I think there is a little excitement.

But... If there are too many people watching the war, the Beihe people will not dare to come out if they are afraid of black. The guy is easy to adapt to the world, and often makes it easy to be a friend of the road to count as a black man, offending a lot of people. If there are too many people watching the game, if he thinks that this is a bureau to arrest him, he will be in trouble if he refuses to appear.

"Huh" long spit out a sigh of relief, the momentum of the Beihe scattered people climbed, but after climbing to a certain extent, he was suppressed by his own pressure.

"Not too late, we have to endure a few more days. Patience is bitter, but the fruit is sweet." The Beihe scattered people said, striding forward.

After a few steps, his figure disappeared into place.

He hides himself, meditates, and waits silently for the day of the Forbidden War.

All patience is meaningful until the sweet fruit is picked.

At the same time, in the ten miles away from the Forbidden City, there is a handsome young man who is sitting cross-legged on the side of the road.

There is a small bowl in front of him that looks like he is doing it?

But he is well-dressed, clean, not begging, and not like a beggar.

When someone passed by him, he looked at him curiously, and the young man smiled back. The smile was clean, and many young women saw some of their smiles when they saw his smile.

"Xiao Jie, do you have any feelings, this little handsome guy looks familiar." At this time, a woman said to her.

"Amin, you said this, I also feel that he is very familiar. The warm man who smiles so clean, is it a star?" The woman's girlfriend returned.

During the conversation, a young mother took her little daughter and passed by the young man.

The little girl saw the big brother sitting on the side of the road and thought about it. She took a coin from her pocket and threw it in the big brother's bowl.

The handsome man looked up and looked at the little girl in front of him and smiled again.

This smile is especially attractive and warm!

"Big brother, you can really look good when you laugh." The little girl blinked and said.

The young wife quietly pulled her daughter and wanted to leave with her daughter.

At this time, the handsome man reached out and grabbed the coin from the bowl. He nodded with satisfaction: "The little girl, the gold received, the poor road, come to give you a glimpse!"

"Ah?" The little girl blinked and looked confused.

The handsome man smiled and said: "What do you want to measure?"

“Can anything be measured?” the little girl asked. She also watched TV and movies. It is no stranger to this kind of thing.

The young wife found that her daughter was really interested and had to follow her.

However, she looked at the handsome man in front of her with some vigilance. If the other party dares to ask her family situation on the grounds of 'calculation,' don't blame her.

This year, there were too many means of swindlers, and it was hard to prevent them. Therefore, all things must be kept in mind.

"Everything is fine." The handsome man nodded.

After thinking about it, the little girl thought about it and said seriously: "Let me test it. When my father is Chinese New Year, can he go home? He didn't come back last year, only made a phone call, but I cried and asked him to come back. He only said that he should apply for a transfer back this year."

"No problem." The handsome man pulled out a turtle shell...

This is the shell of the turtle, giving a very simple feeling.

When the young mother inadvertently looked at the texture on the back of the turtle shell, she suddenly felt that she had seen countless light... These rays formed a lot of dizzying patterns according to a certain trajectory.

Fortunately, she took back her sight in time and stopped the feeling of dizziness.

This turtle shell is so weird.

Thinking about it, the handsome man has a rhythmic shake of the turtle shell. Then a light glimpse, four copper coins fell from the turtle shell and fell in front of the young man.

Then, the young man held his chin and stared at the elephant on the ground.

The little girl hopes to ask: "How, big brother, will my father come back this year?"

The handsome man looked up and showed a warm smile.

The result of the image... is Kyrgyzstan. The embarrassment is a question from the little girl, and Ji Xi represents that her father will go home safely this year.

But... his embarrassment is different.

Because...he is a bronze priest.

Although he does not want to admit it, his embarrassment has to be reversed.

Therefore, this Ji Yu represents the father of this little girl and will still not go home this year. I don’t go home for two years, is this guy a big brother?

[If it was the previous one, I will tell this little girl, this is a jade, and I will definitely think about it. But that was the former me. 】

[But now, I have a new understanding of Yi Rong. I am not just Yi Rongcheng, the sword, the little friend, I became his form, pretending to be his breath. But this is not enough. I want to become a real ‘Big Sword Song’ friend. If Song Shuhang’s younger friend is faced with such a situation, what will he do? 】

Yes, he is now a character who is far from Wenzhou City and is traveling to the south of the Yangtze River!

The gongs of the gongs held the chin and thought for a moment.

Then he suddenly smiled and said: "Little girl, can you give me a hair?"

"Well?" The little girl thought about it, but grabbed it from her own little scorpion, and quickly grabbed a thin hair and handed it to the big, big-faced brother in front of him.

Yi Rongcheng Song Shuhang's bronze sorcerer took over his hair. Later, he took out a blank piece of paper from his arms and wrapped the thin hair. After several folds, the white paper was folded into a heart shape.

In the end, the gongs of the gongs of the gongs reached out and gently stroked them on the heart-shaped white paper, leaving a small spell quietly.

"When you sleep tonight, put it under your pillow, and then you will have an unexpected surprise." Tongji Xianshi smiled.

The little girl took this heart-shaped origami in confusion, and then she asked seriously: "But, you haven't told me, will Dad come back this year?"

"Although I won't be back, you can see him." The bronze priest smiled softly.

“Really?” the little girl asked.

"Really." The gongs of the gongs maintain a signature smile.

This smile seems to give the little girl confidence. She happily put this heart-shaped white paper into her arms carefully.

The young mother looked at the eccentric eye of the singer... but I didn’t know if it was affected by the eccentric turtle shell. She didn’t stop her daughter from picking up the heart of the paper.

After seeing the young mother and daughter leave, the Tonglu Xianshi nodded in satisfaction and felt that he had taken another step forward.

But... he was a little unsatisfied in his heart.

Because of today, his performance in Yi Rongshu is close to perfect score, but the score on the calculation is close to zero.

Today, he did not tell the story of his own, honestly speaking to the guests, but the opposite of the results of his own calculations. Therefore, today he is unqualified as a teacher.

"Sure enough, the role of Song Shuhang Xiaoyou is not suitable for me to use. Or change the individual... The role of Litchi fairy is still not used recently. According to the words of Sanlang, the wave is not three. Well, the seniors are about to close again. ... This is good news. Next time, let's use the appearance of the predecessors."

Just as he thought about it, suddenly, someone heard a loud scream: "Gao Sheng, brother, I saw the living brother of Gao Sheng, the high-ranking brother in "The Battle of the Last Law." Come on, don't let He ran! Gao Sheng brother must die!"

Then, countless people seem to suddenly realize.

Later, the people cheered in unison: "Gaosheng brother must die, Gaosheng brother must die!"

When people cheered and surrounded the position of the singer, they didn't have any malice. They just wanted to look at it in reality. Gao Sheng’s brother was long.

卦卦仙师: "..."

Not at all? It’s just a movie, and it’s just released! Why is the effect so sensational?

Seeing the crowd keep moving toward him, the bronze singer reached out and grabbed the copper plate on the ground and flew out like it started running.

"Gaosheng brothers have to run!"

"Catch up!"

"Do not stop the slogan and raise the brother to die!"

"Late me at night... I will marry me at night... Gao Sheng brother must die!"

As a result, the crowd unwittingly gathered into a long dragon, and desperately chased after the bronze sorcerer.

When more and more people are seen, after screaming, ‘Gaosheng’s brother must die,’ it’s like an activity, and more people join the dragon.

The singer of the gongs running in front of him, this moment has a heart of death.

Why don’t you die, why should you easily become a friend of Song Shuhang? (To be continued.)