Chapter 1235

Nima, who is so bold to steal my sister's money when she is sleeping? After the behavior is exposed, do you still throw my sister's banknote on the ground as garbage?

You see, it's all dirty. ~ (a handful of cat urine comes out!)

It's too much for a mouse, too much for a cat!

However, looking at the footprints on the silver note, it seems that it is a man's, and there seems to be a faint fragrance of ambergris in the air?

Papaya flower shook head, it vaguely remember, just someone touched her ass?

Sit up, two hooves diverge, papaya with claws pull their buttocks hair, bow smell!

Sure enough, it's ambergris!

I came back on the 14th!

As soon as papaya duo thought that long Muchen might have learned some new martial arts similar to the "soul shifting technique" from Tianji old man, he thought that he could finally return to himself. When he no longer had a hairy face, he rolled down from the soft couch and ran out of the bedroom with the same hands and feet.

After walking out of the bedroom, long Muchen went to the study alone.

Xinchang's figure, lonely standing in front of the window, in the palace, all night long hanging candle, mixed with a touch of moonlight, sprinkled on his side face, in the beautiful radian, add this touch of light sadness.

His ears are constantly echoing. This afternoon, in the courtyard of Lingyin Temple, the master's advice to him is painstaking.

He doesn't know that master is an awe inspiring existence in the whole continent. He has foresight, insight into all things, and knows the laws of heaven.

Master did not say, even desperately to stop him to look for dor everywhere, it must be his reason.

Just, the principle of day big, in the face of money when blossoming, long Mu Chen but arrive at a sentiment word.

In this world, there is a kind of flower, called poppy, which can't be contaminated. Once it is touched, it will be deeply trapped and unable to extricate itself. Even if the last drop of blood is shed, it will be treated until death.

And this flower, for long Muchen, has another name, which is called Qian Duoduo.

However, long Muchen is a powerful king.

Life seems to be omnipotent existence, but has always arrived at the present helpless, that is the fact of losing money.

Long Muchen's mood at this moment is like a thousand threads lingering in it, cutting constantly, the reason is also chaotic tangled.

All afternoon, he thought, is dor still alive?

If she's alive, why don't you come back to him?

Even if it's a letter, a message, even if it's like the last time I fell into the fragrance Pavilion and responded to the whole country with my own name and taboo, I should let him know where she is.

Why let him be so on pins and needles, suffering.

Maybe, all this is just like what Tianji old man said. Qian Duoduo has died ~

and become a ghost, or he exists in this world and wanders around, or he has fallen into hell and is ready to reincarnate at any time.

Think of here, the long Mu Chen that knife cuts axe to chop on the face to besmear with haggard tired and deep sadness, that lax vision, seem to be the meteor that flitted in the heavy night.

He promised her, heaven and hell, I'll go with you.

Is she waiting for him on the Naihe bridge? Is she alone on the lonely road of reincarnation, crying and shouting, 14, why don't you come to me?

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