Chapter 551

He stared at Lin Jian deeply and said, "it's just that when I left Kunyu temple, little martial uncle was only seven or eight years old. It's incredible that he can still remember me."

Lin Jian narrowed her eyes and smiled: "you don't have to worry about it. I remember you just remember you, and your eyes could be cured at that time. Why did you let it go and make it like this?"

Hearing Lin Jian mention his eyes, the blindfold man knew that Lin Jian remembered that it was true. It was not a fraud or nonsense at all. He reached out and touched the dark blindfold with emotion. He was a little moved and opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it.

He can only say with difficulty: "there are some reasons to go back to little martial uncle, but in the final analysis, I just don't want it to be good."

Lin Jian sighed: "the past has passed. Why care so much? Life and death have changed. People are just a grain of dust in the world. What can they do and change? In the final analysis, they can't do anything and nothing can be changed. They can only drift with the tide of time."

The two men suddenly became literary and artistic. They said things that no one could understand or know. The doubts on their faces became deeper. The agreed fantasy blockbuster tore the earth every minute?? This is literature and art??? What the hell!!!

They couldn't understand the meaning of Lin Jian and Zuo Cheng's words, but they could clearly feel that the two people not only knew each other, but also knew the Zuo Cheng very well.

But... Does your chatter mean anything to the current situation???

Lao Tzu's daughter was convulsed by Lin Dongcheng's mouth, and she lowered her voice. "Rely on it, make complaints about art, save the Laozi girl! Ah! Ah!"

Others didn't hear this. Lin Qiang heard it. Although he didn't understand the intention of aunt milk, Lin Qiang still firmly believes that Aunt milk must have her purpose. She's definitely not talking nonsense, absolutely!!

Lin Qiang chooses to support Lin Jian. The young man stands behind silently, gripping the steel pipe in his hand more and more, and his eyebrows and eyes are vigilant for a rainy day.

Although others couldn't understand it, Zuo Cheng was still very moved. Few people knew about things in those years. It's reasonable that Lin Jian's grade was innocent, and it's impossible to know. But such a young girl not only knew it, but also persuaded herself.

Zuo Cheng's dark eyes finally moved, kept high, and his head relaxed slowly. The whole person had three more lazy breath, and completely lost the vigilance and perversity at the beginning.

"My little uncle is still the same as before. I doubt whether you have changed over the years."

"You've changed." Lin Jian frowned. After all, she didn't come to talk to Zuo Cheng today. She just didn't expect him to dominate all this, so she came straight to the point: "I'm here for Lin Waner. Give her to me!"

Zuo Cheng smiled: "I can give it to you. Let Lin Dongcheng bring it to me and I'll release it immediately."

"Stuff? You're talking about the stuff left by master Lin He? I know he's in Lin Dongcheng's hands, otherwise you wouldn't kidnap his daughter, would you? Let him tell you!"