Chapter 873

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Looking at qin'er sleeping in bed and knowing that qin'er may really like himself, Jiang Lin's mood was a little complicated for a time.

Recalling the way qin'er tried to stop talking but couldn't say what he wanted to say when old man Yue was tricking himself at that time, Jiang Lin knew that she was forbidden by old man Yue

But when the old man said he was going to marry his "little granddaughter", qin'er was stunned, pleasantly surprised, and finally shameful

After that, even if she was deceived by the old man again and again, she didn't speak... It seems that she tacitly accepted this fact

There is only one performance of all this!

Qin'er just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to marry herself.

In the future, even when you recover your memory, the raw rice is not just cooked. After a year, the children are expected to make soy sauce

"Alas..... What should I do..... How does this silly girl like herself?"

Jiang Lin sighed and pulled the hair on her cheek behind her ears.

When Jiang Lin wanted to take back his hand, Jiang Lin's palm was already tightly held by the girl on his chest, the corners of his mouth rose sweetly, and his ruddy lips and teeth shouted vaguely.

Jiang Lin leaned closer and heard clearly that it was "senior"

"Silly girl."

Jiang Lin gently pinched her tender cheek.

The girl pouted, but when she smelled the smell of Jiang Lin, she rubbed her little face against his hands.

Does qin'er really like himself or blurs his dependence on himself into a kind of love?

Jiang Lin felt he had to talk to qin'er.

But the problem is that he is in a state of amnesia and can't expose his identity to qin'er.

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Walking in Longming academy, Fang copied his skirt and walked to yishuge of Longming Academy. On the way, Jiang Lin leaned against a tree with a wooden sword, as if he were blocking on the way.

"Lao Fang, you're not afraid to be hung up by the scholars of this academy?"

Looking at the room, Jiang Lin smiled.

"It's all right. My realm is not bad. The old man really doesn't dare to mess around, but why are you here?" Asked the room skirt curiously.

"Didn't you say that? I don't trust you. " Jiang Lin smiled.

"Come on, I'm afraid it's not your Mo Li sister and white girl's Shura field that makes you unable to stay and drives you out."

"Cough..." Jiang Lin coughed a few times. "You know a hammer. I call it understanding."

After Jiang Lin was driven away by Jiu Yi, he really didn't know what to do, so he might as well come and find a room to copy his skirt.

He knew that Fang Qun must be looking for the dean of Longming Academy.

Jiang Lin glanced at the road ahead: "how's it going? went together? I happen to have something to deal with. After all, it's someone else's territory. How many of us can do things. "

"Let's go and have a look."

The room didn't refuse, and they walked side by side.

"But Lao Jiang, what's the matter with your wooden sword?"

"Chuxue hasn't woke up for a long time. I can only take a wooden sword. How about Niu Boyi?"

“.......”

"Really, such a big man likes to be brave..." Jiu Yi tooted her small mouth and gently applied medicine to Jiang Lin, with gentle blame in her eyes.

"Young master, please don't move. It's hard to apply medicine without ink." Mo Li also put Jiang Lin's arm on his body.

The gentle and clever Mo Li now also tooted his small mouth and looked at Jiang Lin angrily.

Although Jiang Lin's whole body hurts a little, by contrast, the house skirt copying in the nearby courtyard is much worse.

Fang's skirt copying was not only seriously injured, but also deliberately forced when min applied medicine. Fang's skirt copying was so painful that she screamed. It was terrible... Even across a courtyard wall.

Everything came from three days ago.

Three days ago, Jiang Lin and Fang Chao skirt covered half of Longming Academy with their own sword territory, and then began to play.

Jiang Lin kicked the school naturally because of Mo Li. Although those scholars didn't bully Mo Li, they prepared a residence for Mo Li, but they refused to argue because Mo Li was a woman. How can they bear it?

On the contrary, the silly girl is still in Longming college and wants to move with sincerity.

But Jiang Lin doesn't care so much. Teach him a lesson first.

As for Fang's skirt copying, although Fang min died in front of Longming Academy in that life, strictly speaking, Longming academy never forced Fang min and ignored it at most.

On the contrary, after Fang min changed his life for his own, Longming academy, a rigid academy, really let Fang copy his skirt. It was an accident.

But the room copying skirt must still be uncomfortable. This discomfort is unreasonable, but when does sword repair need to talk too much?

The beauty of a woman is not so beautiful, but the spirit of books adds a lot to her.

Seeing Jiang Linhe's room copying skirts, the woman kneeling in front of the tombstone slowly got up, put her books in front of her and bowed a salute.

Jiang Linhe's room and skirt copying are naturally bowing in return.

"Are you two friends of Xiao Leng?" Looking at Jiang Lin and Fang copying skirts, the woman smiled gently, as if she was happy that he had friends to pay a memorial.

"Friends are not, strictly speaking." Jiang Lin pointed to the room beside him and copied his skirt. "Strictly speaking, my brother and the owner of the tombstone behind you are enemies."

Room skirt: "...."

The woman looked at Fang's skirt in surprise, looked carefully, and then smiled: "the childe should be Fang pestle Sword Fairy."

"Does madam know me?"

The room copied skirt was a little unexpected. The room copied skirt had no impression on her, and the woman in front had no spiritual fluctuation at all. She was obviously a mortal.

How can a mortal know himself thousands of years ago.

"My name is Qin Ai. Thousands of years ago, I was also a monk. I was a mortal in this life, but I retained some memory." The woman named Qin Ai smiled.

Although the woman said it was light, Jiang Lin and Fang copied skirts were surprised.

To keep the memory of previous lives is to know it by birth.

"Jiang Lin asked the students:" you Longming academy have great righteousness in mind, but you can extinguish your feelings and desires. If the world is about to be destroyed and there are two big ships supporting the last hope in the world, if the two ships are killed at the same time, you can only save one. One ship has 10000 people and the other has 100000 people. Which one will you save?

The old man said in a trance, "how do you answer?"

"100000 people."

"Continue."