early morning

A wisp rises down from the East.

The glow fell on Ning Luo on the roof, as if he had been covered with a layer of purple and gold war clothes.

Slowly opened his eyes, Ning Luo woke up from his overnight practice.

One night's cultivation, although the whole body injury didn't go out, it was also a 7788.

Last night, the scars on the chest like dragons have become a lot more superficial, but they haven't completely faded away.

"It seems that the heaven and earth aura of Jiangcheng is much richer than before..."

Standing up, Ning Luo slightly locked his eyebrows and looked in the direction of Jiangda Houshan.

Nanshan other courtyard faces Nanshan. It should be a place with rich aura in heaven and earth. On the contrary, the aura richness has not been greatly improved. On the contrary, it seems that the aura richness has been improved a lot when Ningluo is close to the river in the urban area.

This does not bode well.

Although the conversation of Liu Baiyi and others last night, Ning Luo didn't listen very clearly.

But more or less he understood something.

It seems that the back mountain of Jiangda hides many secrets that only the superior knows, and this secret is likely to be related to the alien world and some bad things.

If it was in the past, Ningluo would be secretly happy with the increase of Reiki intensity, but Ningluo was a little more worried when he thought of unpredictable future changes.

"Bang bang!"

"Are you up?"

"If you get up, come down to dinner. The company has accumulated a lot of things. If you're free, help me deal with them these two days. In addition, Lingling and han'er said they wanted you to send them to school today."

The iron door of the attic was knocked by Lin Qianxue.

Ning Luo looked back. Lin Qianxue stood at the entrance of the stairs in a broken flower apron. He looked calm and indifferent. He couldn't see the fluctuation of his mood.

It's like nothing happened last night.

"I see. I'll come down now."

With a reply, Ning Luo jumped up and walked over with a flattering smile on his face.

"Your injury is all right?"

Seeing Ning Luo's bare upper body, the scars were much less than yesterday, Lin Qianxue subconsciously asked again.

"It's no big deal, daughter-in-law. I said, your husband is Xiaoqiang who can't die. It's okay to have a little skin injury."

"Hum! Just show off. It's a skill to get hurt. If you have the ability, you won't get hurt. You're not afraid to blow the cowhide every day. "

"If you are hurt, you still hurt yourself. You think it won't hurt."

After giving Ning Luo a hard look, Lin Qianxue threw down a sentence to eat, and turned down the sky building unhappily.

Here, Ning Luo smiled awkwardly. He knew that Lin Qianxue was hard spoken, but he still loved himself. He was happy and forgot himself. As a result, he stepped down one step.

Then he exclaimed, and his whole ass went straight down the stairs.

When Lin Qianxue heard the sound and turned to look over, Ning Luo had slipped under the attic and sat at the corner.

The expression on the face is extremely rich.

"He also said he was a cultivator. It's a shame to step on the stairs."

"I... well, it's embarrassing..."

Ning Luo wanted to explain, but found that his low-level mistake really had nothing to explain, so he had to eat.

Come downstairs

Long Han and Lingling had already sat at the table and had breakfast.

Su Wanyi, her mother-in-law, filled Ningluo with porridge in the kitchen. Seeing Ningluo grinning, she said curiously.

"Ningluo, what's the matter? It's like iron abduction and Li in the early morning. Qianxue, did you beat Ningluo?"

"Mom, how dare I beat him? You don't know your son-in-law's ability. I won't be beaten by him."

Lin Qianxue Yin Yang strange airway.

"What kind of words are you talking about? I don't know Ning Luo's ability, but is that the same thing? He is a man who loves his wife. He can't do it with you, but you are different. Is it light and light? "

With a straight face, Su Wanyi scolded her daughter.

How could she not know Ningluo's ability.

Ningluo really wants to do it. I'm afraid Jiangcheng can't find several people to live in.

But his son-in-law loves his wife very much, but he never does anything to his daughter.

But it's hard to say whether her daughter will bully her son-in-law.

After all, Ning Luo's arm pinched by Lin Qianxue is hurt. She hasn't seen the scene of scurrying around at home.

"Mom... I really didn't do it. He fell by himself. I don't believe you ask him."

Lin Qianxue was speechless.

Am I your daughter or is Ningluo your son?

Why don't you believe me?

Is there such an eccentric?

"Mom, Qianxue didn't do it. She fell down the stairs just now."

Seeing that Lin Qianxue's eyes were not good, Ning Luo quickly explained for her.

"Really?"

"Really, the stairs are a little slippery. I didn't stand firm."

"No? No matter what you say, you are also good at martial arts. Previously, more than a dozen big men couldn't get close and could wrestle? "

"Er... Cough, mom, people stumble and horses stumble. Doesn't mean you can't wrestle if you're good at it. This is the same reason that no matter how capable people are, they will be choked when drinking water. It can't be avoided. "

"That's true. Forget it, I don't care what's going on with you. In short, I advise you not to toss around just for a few good days. Last night, your mother heard your quarrel, and she didn't want to take care of it. The company's business will make people anxious, but life is not only about the company. Don't bring the mood of work home in the future. "

"Shanhe company has achieved success, not success, not great wealth, just small and rich. Mom is very satisfied with her life now."

"Eat."

With that, Su Wanyi sighed and put the chopsticks on the table.

Aside, Ning Luo and Lin Qianxue looked at each other and knew that their mother-in-law took their conversation on the first floor last night as a quarrel over the problems of Shanhe company.

Lin Qianxue glared at Ning Luo angrily, as if to say that you did a good job.

Ning Luo spread his hand with a bitter smile, an innocent expression that I didn't do anything.

"Oh, by the way, Lingling's teacher said Lingling didn't eat very well in school these days. You'll find out about the situation later. If the food in the kindergarten really doesn't taste, I'll pick up the child at noon."

"I see, mom."

Ning Luo and Lin Qianxue agreed.

"Lingling, is the food in the kindergarten not to your taste?"

Ning Luo looks at little Lingling who is drinking porridge with her head stuffy on one side.

Perhaps it was the days when she had experienced too much suffering before. The little girl cherished food very much.

Even though Lin Qianxue told her more than once that she didn't have to lick the edge of the bowl, Xiao Lingling still had a stubborn meal and licked her bowl clean.

Ning Luo knew that this was a trace branded after he had the deepest memory of hunger. It was moving and more sad.