MTL - Otherworldly Evil Monarch-Chapter 32 Jiajie Homesick
Chapter 32—The Festival of Homesickness
Although this airflow is slender, it can be said to be tenacious. It’s just that the evil spirits are not very satisfying, because the current airflow is just getting started. It doesn’t play much effect. If you gamble on gambling, you can make a few small moves, or you can’t know what to do, but if you say it. It’s not enough to use a knife to pull a sword and fight with people!
Even if it is a silk, a silk can really support the weight of two hundred pounds, which is quite valuable, but the king still wants to have the toughest rope of one hundred or even one thousand tens of thousands of silk. Internal force!
Therefore, in order to let this silk flow grow up completely, full of its own meridians instead of the existence of such an empty silk, the evil spirits feel that there is still too long and too long to go!
But now it has the same advantage, that is, if it is used for the calculation, it can really be unconscious! Junxie closed his eyes and carefully considered the use of this specific power flow in his body, slowly entering the realm of things I have forgotten........
Li Jia, Tang Wanli’s grandiose grandmother came, but he broke into the cotton pile like the same fist. Li’s parents Sun Li’s warm reception, thoughtful manners, and intimacy, made Tang’s father feel uncomfortable. I couldn’t pick up a little bit of trouble; even though I was mad at the heart, but under the calm and calm smile of Li Youran, I couldn’t make it out, but I felt uncomfortable in my heart, drank the tea, put the teacup in one place, one The good cup of tea suddenly broke into eight petals.
Li Youran still smiled and relaxed, smiling: "Come on, speed up the old Houye and then put a bowl of tea;" Speaking of this, suddenly a little bit of weighting: "How so before, so sloppy, I still don't take the best cold smoke tea from my grandfather's room. I remember listening to my grandfather and saying that Tang Lao Hou's favorite drink is the best cold smoke tea."
Said to once again lowered the posture, looked at Tang Wanli old man with a look of apology: "Old Houye, the younger generation arbitrarily for you, please do not care, if the older generation said something is missing, your old man immediately pointed out, I immediately Let the next person change."
Father Tang squinted and opened his mouth, just as the dog bite the hedgehog and nowhere to speak. After a long time, I said: "Let Li Feng Li Zhen, their three small animals to call out to the old man, the old man has something to ask them."
Li Youran’s face is difficult: “The old Houye wants to point the younger generations. It’s the blessings of the three of them. It’s just that the old Houye’s unfortunately. These three people made mistakes and are currently accepting family law. Can you ask Hou Ye? Move your steps slightly. After the three people have been subjected to family law, listen to Hou Ye’s teachings...” The Tang family’s words were a glimpse.
A group of people went to the Li Family Commandment Hall and watched the flesh-and-blooded Li Feng three people being beaten. Tang’s father suddenly burst into anger and halved. Just asked a few words, but once I heard that this matter is the Meng family, and Meng Haizhou has long been coveted by Tang Yuan’s fiancee, and Li Zhen’s three people were punished because of this incident, Tang The loyalty of the old man to the Li family instantly disappeared by more than half, but the anger of the Meng family was raging and burning, and it became more and more violent.
In a hurry to say hello, Father Tang took the horse and immediately flew to the horse and rushed to the Meng family.
Li Youran was diligently handed out the government gate, and even apologized for the hospitality. He went to the ground and said goodbye; watching the riding team of Tang’s father roll away.
Straight up, Li Youran's face showed a trace of elegant smile, but the eyes quickly flicked through a strange chill, and then disappeared; mentioning the white robe, Li Youran is still slowly entering the house, the action is sprinkling, no With a little bit of fire and smoke.......
The darkness of the sky was dark, and suddenly there was a sigh of thunder. The rain of the brush came, and the rain became more and more, and gradually the heavens and the earth became one. Li Youran’s footsteps suddenly stopped. He looked at the rain curtains in the sky for a while. He smiled softly and shook his head. He whispered: “It seems that Tang’s old Houye will stay in the Meng family for a while... Hehehe... ..."
But the son was holding the toon, sitting at the window, staring at the heavy rain outside the window, his eyes were already a little confused.
Junxie ended his practice and stood up and came behind her and asked gently: "Well, what are you thinking about?"
But the child screamed, turned his head, stood up, and looked down: "Young Master."
"What are you thinking?" Jun Xie went to the chair next to him and sat down, habitually lifting his legs. Looking at the little Lolita in front of him; the little girl looks like a special tender person who is tender and tender, and Junxie can't help but tease her every time. Because of this, seeing this little can be full of heart, can't help it. Be concerned.
"I... I was thinking, it will be a golden autumn in a few days..." The eyes are a little weak. "Remember three years ago, when I was at the Golden Autumn Festival, I was nine years old and still with my father and mother. Time... I am so happy... I am very happy... Dad, Mom...." Two screams, two drops of tears rolled down and landed on the ground, and then I couldn’t take it anymore.
"Where is your father now?" Junxie just asked this sentence, and he turned this thing out of his memory. The father of the child is the captain of the family under the rule of the family, following Jun Moxie. The eldest brother was not worried about the expedition, and he never came back. The mother of Kelly also missed the death of her husband, and she was overworked. She finally could not afford to be sick. Before she died, she would send her to the Junfu and ask the family to take care of one or two. Now, Already an orphan who has no father or mother!
I think of Jun Moxie, the kid turned out to be a child, but he never had a good face. The poor girl has been silently enduring, and the evil spirits can’t help but sigh with a hint of pity. Caressing her hair but not talking. I heard the three words of the Golden Autumn Festival and calculated the date. Only then did I realize that I am going to the Mid-Autumn Festival. Suddenly, there was a sour taste in the heart of the evil spirits.
It seems that this traditional Chinese festival, in this world, had to spend alone on his own.
I feel that the evil spirits are gently stroking my hair, surprisingly supple, without making a sound, but my heart feels the pity and heartfelt apology of the evil spirits, and suddenly a warm, like a little sister away from home. Suddenly I met my big brother, and my heart was soft and a bit cordial. Suddenly, I felt that this old man, who used to beat his own, was actually the closest person to him. This change is very abrupt and singular. I couldn’t help but rely on the body of the evil spirits, and felt the warmth of the body of the evil spirits. Suddenly, I felt that there was no longer a relationship between myself and the wind and rain.
For a long time, Jun Xie licked a hairy hair, said: "A good rest for a while, it is best to sleep, let me go out."
"Young master, under such a big rain, where are you going?" But I have some puzzles. I care about it: "How can I get sick? I will prepare rain gear for you!"
"There will be no problem." Jun Xie smiled faintly, his face was still indifferent, grabbed a fight, and put it on his head, pushed open the door, and his long body shape fell into the wind and rain... Full of worry, she can feel that her young master’s heart is full of pain, unspeakable depression...
I also felt the inner peace of the evil spirits. The white qi in the mind was soaring, the high speed of the dripping whistle turned, and the white mist quickly swam away in the meridians with the blood of the evil spirits. The unhappiness and boredom in Ping Jun's evil spirits.
