Chapter 870

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Yang Zimei bowed her shoulder weakly, "grandma, are you having a problem?"

"Well."

The old lady should have been so cheerful. "I'm sick of my brain."

Yang Zimei is defeated!

In front of her is an old lady, she seems to be inconvenient to her, after all, people just chase after themselves to send things, it seems that there is no malice.

However, there must be some intention.

"Granny, I really don't want it. Give it to whoever you like? I'm leaving. "

Yang Zimei finished, and then spread his legs to escape.

However, no matter how fast she ran and where she ran, the old lady always stood in front of her and held out her hand.

Yang Zimei simply recites the invisible mantra.

I don't know if it's stealth failure or what.

She still couldn't get rid of the old lady.

"No one can escape as long as I want to follow someone." The old lady's secluded way.

Yang Zimei couldn't manage so much. She took out moye sword from the storage ring. The sword flower trembled and pointed to her throat. She said coldly, "Granny, if you don't get away, don't blame me for being rude."

The old lady saw that her originally empty palm suddenly had a scarlet sword, and her face looked surprised.

"Moye?"

The old lady's tone slightly surprised, did not have just that kind of not anxious not impatient calm.

"Well."

Yang Zimei's hand trembled slightly, and the scarlet sword body clanged. The strong Yin evil spirit that had been formed for thousands of years flowed out of the sword and shrouded the old lady.

The old lady suddenly moved and disappeared in front of Yang Zimei.

Her disappearance and her appearance are the same, the Dragon sees the head but does not see the tail, is like the ghost, also does not know exactly is what kind of thing.

However, she was finally driven away.

Yang Zimei slightly relieved, put the moye sword away, and continued to search for Xiaoqian.

After searching for the old city, I still didn't see the trace of Xiaoqian.

East spit fish white, the morning sun jumped out, the whole city began to be busy again, cars and people.

Yang Zimei walked in the streets, can not find the breath of Xiaoqian, that heart is a desolate, no matter how many people passing by, she also feel that she is in the desert, no sense of direction.

The mobile phone rings. It's Zhen Zi.

Her heart a joy, full of hope to connect, quickly asked, "Zhenzi, is not to find a small thousand?"

"Yes, master, Xiaoqian has found it."

She replied.

"Really Of... "

Hearing Zhenzi say this, Yang Zimei's mood at this time does not know what words to use to describe, even holding a trace of doubt, tears, but straight brush from the eyes down.

"Yes, Xiaoqian is back. Now you are at home. You can come back." Zhen Zi light answer.

"OK, I'll go back right away. You can't let him lose it any more."

Yang Zimei gets Zhenzi's confirmation, reaches out to wipe tears, stops a taxi, and runs back quickly.

As soon as she opened the door, she couldn't wait to shout, "Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian, Xiao Qian..."

However, it was not the lovely little Qian, but the puzzling old lady.

Yang Zimei's original burning heart was like being thrown a basin of ice water, completely frozen.

"You Why are you here? "

Yang Zimei did not ask, "how do you know here?"

The old lady didn't have much expression on her face. She just replied, "I've sent you Xiaoqian!"

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