The few other shore flowers left in the flower garden were burned until they were burned out.
The few flowers on the other side of the human world will appear on both sides of the hell gate and on the side of the road to hell.
"Compare this flower with others? It's the first time I've heard it! Lao Wen, your great granddaughter has a lot of literary spirit!"
The old man standing beside old man Wen patted old man Wen on the shoulder and smiled kindly.
"Ha ha!" the happy God laughed.
Si Tong's words fell behind, and Fang Qi's questioning eyes were no longer covered up. He looked at Si Tong naked, and the other party said coldly:
"Evil is more than right! How can you take these false and evil ways seriously? Grandma's condition is under the care of a doctor. What's the use of begging her!? go! Come back with me!"
If it weren't for his brother Fang Bufan's attention to Si Tong, Fang Qi wouldn't even look at Si Tong again.
As a typical atheist, Fang Qi doesn't believe that the red eyes Si Tong made last time are strange events, and instinctively excludes Si Tong for fear that Si Tong's red eyes will persecute his relatives.
Si Tong looked at the garden without fence. The last lonely manzhushahua was burned up by the fire. She entered her hell ahead of time and became a member of many other flowers in the hell.
She turned her eyes and looked coldly at the people.
Fang Bufan looked at Si Tong and was dragged away by Fang Qi in the direction of the hospital.
Si Tong couldn't help feeling dejected.
When relatives are about to die, some humans have a hunch.
Fang Bufan's loss, she has seen too much in human beings since ancient times.
Some people blame her for refusing to save people.
Si Tong's expression is still not happy or angry, which makes people unable to see her happiness and sorrow.
"Cough, children, will you follow me to the river?" old lady Wen looked at old man Wen and invited Si Tong, Xu Wei and Wu Zhiyue.
Si Tong is still looking for the last piece of Sansheng stone. It doesn't matter where she goes.
"This... Tongtong's grandmother, me, me and my boyfriend..." Wu Zhiyue took Yang Zijun and wanted to politely refuse to go on a date alone with her boyfriend.
"Of course!" Yang Zijun pulled Wu Zhiyue's sleeve for fear that Wu Zhiyue would refuse too quickly.
Mrs. Wen didn't think much. She pulled Si Tong on her side and gently rubbed Si Tong's hand with her wrinkled but well maintained hand: "let's go."
......
Behind the coffee shop, in an old alley around the corner.
Wen's group, as one of the three major giants in Zezhou City, has been in charge of the big boy company of Wen's group by the forces of Mao's relatives and dogs before the only son Si Weimin was found.
Wen Tianxiang is in charge of Wen's largest Shenglin entertainment company.
Seeing that old man Wen took his great grandson sichen and sichen back to the Wen family, he couldn't help but want to divide sichen and sichen early in the morning.
In the alley, at the moment, Wen Tianxiang is standing here with his men.
Wen Tianxiang grimaced and asked his men, "are Mr. Dongfang and miss botana ready?"
"Ready!" his men answered.
After a few moments of silence, Wen Tianxiang's men came to Wen Tianxiang's ear and said with a snicker:
"Mr. Wen, Mr. Dongfang and miss botana have just been promoted to the position of No.15 of the international underground special warfare team! They are famous international double snipers!
"Unless Si Tong and Si Chen have bodyguards with higher strength than Mr. Dongfang and miss botana behind them! However, they must be international figures! Hehe, how can it be! Today next year will be their death day!"