Chapter 874

Two people say, already arrived at the door.

"No

Wang Jing outspread his arms generously and said naturally, "if you don't believe it, you can search it."

Qiao Yanran reaches out her hand and touches his chest pocket. She doesn't touch the cigarette case. Just as she is ready to leave, Wang Jing suddenly rings her arms.

He explained in a low voice: "yesterday morning, when the neighbors were doing business at home, they asked me and your father to come to help. Your father asked me to take a lighter."

"The neighbor? Why don't I know? "

Qiao Yan Ran doubts.

Wang Jing laughs, "thunder can't wake you up, let alone anything else."

Qiao Yanran

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she doesn't quite agree with that.

Qiao Yanran only in a subconscious think safe place, will sleep, in other cases, sleep is particularly shallow.

But it's true that she has a good sleep.

Two people are very close, the tip of the nose should be close to the tip of the nose, each other's breathing intertwined, the atmosphere gradually warming.

Tonight's moon is very soft, light orange, with a warm halo, more warm, ambiguous.

It's hard to beat the neighbors.

Wang Jing's eyebrows and eyes are clean, like a white canvas. In her black eyes, Qiao Yanran's figure is clearly printed - only her.

He turned his head, almost to kiss it.

Wang's father saw this scene, raised his feet into the room, and then called out in his voice, "Erhua, come and play cards!"

"Here it is

Qiao Yanran instantly from this warm, ambiguous atmosphere to draw, the corner of his lips across his cheek, full of spirit, rub hands, "go, three missing one."

When playing cards this afternoon, Qiao Yanran didn't get a hand from the landlord.

I've been at home with Wang Jing.

Every time, Qiao Yanran takes Wang Jing to lie down and win. It's reasonable to win money and get a cramp - but the play has changed.

Wang Fu lost, there is no change, only wechat red envelope.

It's just that.

What does Wang's father want to do to fight lucky red envelope, directly send double money, let her and Wang Jing fight lucky - Qiao Yanran this bad luck urges.

In every game, Bala struggled with Wang Fu for wisdom and bravery, but when he was fighting for the lucky red envelope, he could only get 18 points each time.

It's a red envelope with a total amount of 10 yuan and 20 yuan. It's a dead end.

Wang Jing is the son of luck.

Qiao Yanran's nose is going to be crooked. She won the whole afternoon, but she hasn't won enough money. She's miserable - she has to be the king of luck once.

Wang Jing, who is pushed away, is helpless and laughably sighs. He follows Qiao Yanran and enters the room.

Xiaoyuwan didn't know what he was doing when he saw this scene.

After so many ups and downs, it's God dad, it's not as important as playing cards - what else can it say?

Let's have two sticks of incense.

Ah.

Qiao Yan Ran took a sentence, and there was some element of Qi in her tone. 】

xiaoyuwan: [!!! 】

he was scared out of his wits and stammered: "Joe, did you just hear that? 】

Qiao Yanran rolled her eyes. 】

in fact, she already knew.

Of course, she didn't know what xiaoyuwan was thinking. She had been chasing him for so many years before, and she knew a lot about some of his details.

Maybe he didn't notice.

[well, why did you break up with God's father? Is it true that, as the rumor says, he can't? 】

xiaoyuwan tries to open his mouth.

Over the years, xiaoyuwan has not made any progress in other places, but has become more and more daring, even if it used to think that it was being rebellious.

Don't ask, ask is infected by Qiao Yanran.

[No. 】

Qiao Yanran looked up at the sky, and did not continue to hang the fish balls.

I'm the leader of Tianting love forgetting sect. 】

headmaster of forgetting love sect!

These words seem to have special magic power. Xiaoyuwan's head is buzzing. I don't know what to say for a moment.

Forgetting to live in heaven is definitely one of the most powerful forces. The leader is even more amazing, and his kung fu is superb!

Are you kidding? 】

xiaoyuwan was stunned for a long time before he found his own voice.

It had dealt with the headmaster of the forgetting sect before. He didn't care about anything, so he had the feeling of detachment from the secular world. To open and close his mouth was to gain my fortune and lose my life.

It's heartless.

Look, this love forgetting sect is not a sect at all. It's going to cut off all worldly affairs and become a monk.This, this how to turn a fetus, vulgar than anything to vulgar?

Qiao Yanran hooked the corner of her lips in a serious tone: [I had reached the highest level of cultivation at that time, but I couldn't achieve great perfection.

Later he died and was reincarnated. 】

of course, as the leader, she used some secret skills to keep the memory of her last life, but the memory needs to be triggered.

[that, that, that 】

xiaoyuwan didn't know what to say for a while.

[to reach the highest level of cultivation is to forget love, and deep love is the most hurtful Even immortals are not free from vulgarity. 】Qiao Yan Ran murmurs a way.

Xiaoyuwan gagged and thought, "then you are really mysterious. At least you have no chance in your life. With your temperament, you can't stand grabbing three or five dollars for red envelopes, let alone forget this high-end pattern.

You should be down-to-earth and forget about love. Don't be obsessed with cultivation.

However, the skills of your school are most suitable for those cold-blooded and merciless people to practice, and they will reach the highest level directly. 】

Qiao Yanran: [...] 】

she shakes her head and corrects, "forgetting is not heartless. There is a big difference between the two. This kind of heartless and cold-blooded person can't even pass the first level if he wants to enter our sect. 】

xiaoyuwan can't tell the difference between forgetfulness and heartlessness.

He didn't want to have a deep understanding of the practice of forgetting love sect. He just asked, "what are you going to do with my lord father?

A clean break?

Think about it. My God is the most beautiful man in the world. You miss this village, but you don't have this shop. 】

[when I return to my original position, it's very likely that I will forget each other. 】

Xiaoyu Wan 】

he shook his head and said nothing more.

I feel that Qiao Qiao is now at the top of her rope and just wants to open it. With her temperament, even if she always remembers the skill of forgetting emotions, she will return to her original shape in a few days.

In addition -

in her last life, she was merciless and had no desire, and she did not practice her own skills to the full, let alone this life.

Qiao Yanran came back to reality in a second. She couldn't wait to open the door of the room. She stepped in and rubbed her hands.

She wants to be a landlord.

Xiaoyu Wan 】

take a look.

It took only two minutes to be serious, and it showed itself.

Qiao Yanran pushed the door into the room and found that Wang's father was not sitting at the table at all, but had already gone to bed.

What's going on?

Wang Fu saw her come in, "it's too late now. Wait for tomorrow. You'll help me turn off the light and take the door with you later."

He was so sleepy that he couldn't pick up the spirit to play cards. He didn't even bother to wash his clothes. He was just teasing Qiao Yanran.

If at ordinary times, at this time, Qiao Yanran should also wash and sleep, but she won one afternoon today, and won less than one yuan, holding a breath in her heart.

You have to be a lucky king to feel comfortable.

Qiao Yanran

Listen to a lonely.

She took a look at the mobile phone, now it's really late, and she left the room with the door.

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in the twinkling of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

The night of the day.

The whole village is still asleep.

Wang Jing suddenly turned over and got up, went directly to the foundation of Wang Kang's house, and stood in front of the tree without even turning her eyes.

In the dark, several figures came out.

"Tie him up!"

The middle-aged man, who is the leader, is now born in the moonlight. With a wave of his hand, a few people behind him quickly catch up and tie up Wang Jing.

"If I can't get rid of those two people, can't I get rid of you little son of a bitch?"

The middle-aged man, with a smile, touched his white hair on his temples and hated it.

During this period of time, in addition to healing, he tried to teach Wang Fu and Qiao Yanran a lesson. However, they were very difficult to deal with.

Wang's father has a lot of knowledge. His evil arts have been directly eliminated by the other party. He is more advanced than Wang.

But he broke the foundation and couldn't use it.

That Wang Erhua is more not simple, but also turned around, and overcast him several, it is impossible for him to prevent.

This little white face is better.

The group of people behind the middle-aged man tied Wang Jing to the tree with iron ropes and threw a lot of firewood and hay under the tree.

The middle-aged man took out a box of matches, struck one and threw it on the haystack.

It's very hot in summer. It's burning. It's better now.

It's half the sky red."Master, are we not so good here? What if someone sees it and comes to put out the fire? " Someone said.

"No problem. I've got a blind eye. They can't see it."

The middle-aged man is very calm.

In fact, there are many ways for him to die, and he can make the other party die unconsciously, so there is no need to burn him.

But he hated Wang Erhua too much.

Because the fire was too big, waves of heat came, and people had to step back and watch the battle from a distance.

Hot -

very hot.

Wang Jing opened his eyes when he was burned. What came into his eyes was the blazing fire. Several people were still standing far away.

The clothes were all burnt, and the breath was hot.

It's not a dream.

Wang Jing looked back at the familiar scene in front of her eyes, and recalled her dream for the first time.

It's a little far away.

At the beginning, he was very worried. Later, as time went on, he forgot a lot. Today, he thought about it thoroughly.