MTL - Way of the Devil-Chapter 46 Qian Ying Si

"Dongzi....." The small sleepy eye-catching door came in, squinting at a large plate of milky yellow cake on the table. "Your breakfast is coming, the millet porridge is still licking, and I haven't made a steamed bun here. Only milky yellow can be eaten."

"Milk cake is the dessert here." Lu Sheng closed the window and turned to look small.

This gimmick has not been seen for a few months, and it has become more and more prosperous. Especially the small breasts, the bigger the swelling, the white dress that is worn on the body is not low-cut, and the hard-headed life is bulged by the hoe. Looking down from above, you can clearly see the two contours of the white pelicans and a deep gully. .....

"Oh, the son's eyes are bad!" Xiaomiao grinned his hand to cover his chest. "The clothes that came over, I found that they were all small, and recently they grew very fast..."

Lu Sheng smiled. "Take you back to buy clothes."

The small face wrinkled when it was small.

"I still don't want it. Now the family is different. The cost of taking medicine for the son is not enough. The place to spend money is much better...."

Road wins a glimpse, suddenly feels a bit stunned, the family has no money to even be so sensible, knowing the savings, he still does not know.

When Qiaoer came over, he lived in one of the rooms in this room. Anyway, he was close to the hoe, and he had to round the room sooner or later. In the future, if Lu Sheng is willing, she will give her a sly identity, which is considered a high climb.

It’s not good to be a child. My father is a gambler. When he loses his eye, he will press his wife and children together. As a result, he lost his bottom. Xiaoqiao and her mother were almost sold to the brothel. Liu Cuiyu bought the money. Give her a debt.

But even then, the small mother was still unable to get sick because of the previous toss, and it didn't take long for her to die. Only Qiaoer left alone in Lufu, and also regarded Lujia as his home.

"I have to think of a way to make money...." Lu Sheng began to think of this as a major event.

He looked back and saw that he had taken an envelope from his arms.

"There was a messenger just sent a letter." Qiaoer put the letter on the table.

Lu Sheng walked over, sandwiched two pieces of milky yellow chopsticks with chopsticks and picked up the letter. The place where the letter was marked was the road home.

"It's a letter from home." He took off his envelope and opened the letter to look at it.

The general idea is that the family has decided to move to the mountain city, let Lu Sheng not worry, everything goes well, let him have peace of mind to prepare for the old test.

Shaking his head, Lu Sheng read the letter and put it in the desk drawer.

"Is the medicine ready today?" he asked small. At the same time, he quickly ate the milky yellow cake piled on the plate, and he ate more than 20 pieces of palm-sized milky yellow cake.

"Already good, just put it in the pill box, the son goes to practice, go early and go back early." Xiao Qiao knows that Lu Sheng is going to practice every day, and he is busy.

"Yep."

Hey.

Suddenly the door was lightly ringed.

"Who?" Xiao Qiao quickly got up and opened the door. After a while, she heard the voice of her talking to the outsiders, and then gently closed the door.

"Who?" Lu Sheng finished breakfast, got up and prepared to change clothes to practice.

"It's the family of the Song family, to send the letter." Xiao handed the envelope on his hand to Lu Sheng. "You look at the son."

Lu Sheng took over and saw that the envelope was written on the envelope, and he knew that it was Song Zhenguo. In his friend, the relationship with Song is good, only Song Zhenguo.

Unpacking the envelope, the content inside is that tomorrow is the smoked satin festival. He will redeem Jun from the painting boat and ask him to go and celebrate to be a witness. I also specifically stated later that I must come and he will treat you.

"Redemption?" Lu Sheng whispered, he had long seen that Juner and Song Zhenguo's relationship is not ordinary, did not expect him to move the true feelings, actually intends to redeem the body.

However, Song Zhenguo and his relationship are good, anyway, nothing to do, go anywhere, and there are people to treat.

Receive a good letter and put it in the drawer lock. Lu Sheng raised the straight knife and planned to go out. When he returned to the room to change clothes, he went to the bronze mirror and looked at himself now.

Recently, he obviously feels the black tiger jade crane in his body, and the power is gradually emerging. The internal strength of this quality change is steadily and steadily Closing his body.

In line with the high heat stimulation of the black gong, Lu Sheng now feels his own internal organs all the time, constantly being tempered with impurities and toxins.

This kind of change makes him sometimes feel that even if he does not practice hard work, the strength of physical strength is not necessarily worse than those who are hard-working.

工具 sag with a little yellow shuanghe sag and a squat swell, and the squad whistling a little swell. Lu Sheng raised the right arm of the knife, and did not know when to start the arm. It was faintly covered with a lot of black and red blood vessels, which looked distorted.

He has been a lot stronger in recent days. If he doesn't wear a robes and puts on his close-fitting clothes, he can see the strong muscles of his body, well-proportioned and fit. Compared with the average scholar, he can be as thick as one arm with a thinner thigh.

"I need a good knife."

Lu Sheng raised his straight knife and reflected his face at the time. But at the same time, it also reflects a lot of fine crack distortion.

"This knife is also going bad."

Suddenly a subtle footstep came from the door. It seemed that someone was going to sneak into his bedroom, and the pace of the footsteps was far from the small one.

"Who!!"

Hey! ! !

A tiger whistle.

Lu Sheng suddenly turned his head, his eyes were round and round, and his body was surging. A fierce and fierce suffocating rushed out, and even in the air, because of the tumbling of the internal air, a deafening tiger cub was heard.

A girl at the door was scared and sat down on the ground, actually Zheng Yuer.

Her face was pale and scared. She sat on the floor with her legs weak and could not get up for a while.

"Hey.... Road brother, you bully me...."

Zheng Yuer wanted to secretly give Lu Sheng a surprise. I didn’t expect that I was scared enough. At this point, tears burst out.

"呜呜呜...." Zheng Yuer cried all the time, and Lu Sheng was helpless. This took the initiative to help her up and comforted a few words.

"It seems that I saw a black giant tiger rushing over Yuyu, scared to death!" Zheng Yuer still had a small face.

"Don't sneak up from behind me, it's very dangerous." Lu Sheng reached out to Zheng Yu's head. "What are you doing over? What about your brother?"

"He is still in college, tomorrow is the smoked satin festival, is there any arrangement for Lu Ge?" Zheng Yuer immediately recovered his strength, blinked his eyes, and quickly whispered.

“A friend has an appointment to drink.”

"Ah?? It's too late!!" Zheng Yuer suddenly disappointed and shouted. "Oh, okay, okay, I hurry to find the next one, don't be booked again.... I walked my brother first!" She seemed to have a purpose, hurriedly ran out of the room, coming fast. Going fast too.

Small and quick to run in at this time, tears.

"Miss Yuer doesn't let me say that she is.... son....I..."

"After anyone enters the door, you must inform me in advance." Lu Sheng calmly told.

"Yes....Yes...." Qiao Er was scared by Lu Sheng’s auspicious tone, and he quickly bowed his head.

Lu Sheng looked at her and took the knife out of the room.

He feels that he has become more and more heavy in recent times, and he has always been in a peaceful setting. It seems that he is not very good at practicing Black Box. From time to time, there will be an impulse to murder and kill, and this may be the aftermath of black martial arts.

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On the second day, the streets were full of noisy and singular folk songs, as well as acrobatics, hydrangea, monkeys, rivers and lakes, and so on.

All kinds of activities are crowded on the street, and the more you go to the center of the city, the more crowded and lively.

Lu Sheng often read the book of Jingyi, practiced the internal gas, and practiced the knife. It was not until the evening of the evening that I rushed to the place where I had a good appointment with Song Zhenguo.

The agreed place is just under a row of willow trees by the Songbai River.

Song Zhenguo has been waiting there in advance, and Chen Jiaorong is also with him.

"Road brother, moon brother! Too slow and too slow!" Song Zhenguo laughed and patted Lu Sheng shoulders. "I and Jiao Rong have been waiting for you for a long time."

Since Wang Ziquan's incident, he has recognized the true face of many so-called friends, and then he has all the friends he has previously approved, and he is no longer close. There are only two people who really count as friends and friends.

One is Chen Jiaorong, the brother of Chen Yuxi.

The other is Lu Sheng.

Today he wants to redeem Jun Jun, please come to Lu Sheng and Chen Jiaorong to be a witness for himself. It is also a celebration.

Originally, he was planning to come alone, but in the end he thought about it. These big things, as the best two friends, if you don’t tell me, you can’t go wrong.

So in the end he wrote to the two and invited them to come.

"Today is the big joy of Song brother, the night is not full of glory, the Merry is happy, hey, but also made a special trip for me to look at it, not authentic." Chen Jiaorong pointed to Song Zhenguo.

"Song brother only cares about his own happiness, where do you still remember our friends to pay?" Lu Sheng laughed and joked.

"Don't talk about it, let's go. Don't delay, go on board first!" Song Zhenguo smiled. "Everyone has a show tonight!"

Chen Jiaorong suddenly brightened his eyes and pulled Lu Sheng together. The three men rushed to the paintings stopped by the river.

The paintings floated quietly in front of the pier. The people on the boat came and went, and there were a lot of guests. It was very lively.

On the side of the boat, at the window of a wing, Juner is sitting in front of the window, and the apricot eyes are staring at Song Zhenguo.

"How come? How can it be!! Song Big Brother, clearly promised me, will not come today!!?" Juner's face is white, his hands are close to the corner of the table, and the teeth bite a trace of blood on the lower lip. Unconscious.

"How could this be?" Juner had some despair in his heart. She knew that the master’s goal was Song Zhenguo’s brother, so he quietly reminded Song Da in advance, let him not paint today, but why he still came. And still so happy and happy?

Juner feels that the whole body must be numb and can't lift strength. She wants to rush out of the room, find Song Zhenguo, let him go quickly. But she knows she can't do it.

"Hee hee hee...."

Suddenly a sharp woman laughed from the other side of the room.

Juner suddenly looked at the past.

The room was on my own bed, I don’t know when I was sitting on a long-haired woman in a white dress.

The woman hangs down like a black-haired waterfall, covering the entire head and face, and can't see the face. Her body is as thin as a gust of wind.