Night, mercilessly shrouded in the town of Luofeng, you wind thin cool, blowing up a gust of wind sand.
Chen Mo, with his hands on his back, looks down at the seriousness, and the corners of his mouth are dry. Chen Mo does not know how to persuade him to be serious. At this moment, Chen Mo remembers the past, and suddenly looks at the sand on the ground. He bends down and grabs a handful of sand.
"Serious, look at me!" Chen Mo's tone is firm and indifferent, which makes his serious heart cold. Muna turns his head and looks at Chen Mo in a daze. "If you can't hold the sand, you'd better raise it. Just like this, give her freedom and let her fly."
Chen Mo says that the sand in his hand is released with his fingertips, and the wind blows. He takes the sand and flies away to the sky. In the end, he doesn't know where he is.
Between heaven and earth, there is silence.
Serious imitation has a sense, the spirit of a vibration, radiant, Qi and blood circulation, stiff body slowly stood up, and then said to Chen Mo: "Chen Mo, thank you, you let me understand a lot of truth, can not hold the sand on her."
"It doesn't belong to me. I'm serious. I have to learn to forget and let go."
"Master, you are awake at last." Han Yinuo is happy in his heart. At this time, he completely forgets that he is kneeling.
He didn't expect that no matter how much he said, he couldn't be more serious than Chen Mo's two sentences.
If you can't hold the sand, you can lift it.
Han Yinuo firmly remembers this sentence.
Looking at Han Yinuo with a serious smile, he said, "Yinuo, get up!"
"Master, my legs are paralyzed and I can't move." Han Yinuo smiles awkwardly and raises his body seriously. They are interlinked and salute Chen mo.
Chen Mo smiles and walks away slowly without taking a cloud.
The night was cool. The white crane was shining in the sky. The white body was shining in the dark. On the crane's back, there were two figures, one old and one young.
"President Kuang, thank you very much this time. Otherwise, I will die in the hands of that boy."
Du Zhou left Luofeng town and returned to Tianbao pavilion with Kuang Jiamin.
Du Zhou swallowed several pills, and the wound gradually improved. The dark Qi in his body couldn't work. He needed help to sit on the white crane. Kuang Jiamin was behind him and did not answer Du Zhou's words.
Thinking of Chen Mo, Du zhounu said, "when I go back to Tianbao Pavilion, I will ask the leader of the pavilion to send the elite of Tianbao pavilion to kill Chen Mo and eliminate the wind. Only in this way can I vent my anger."
"President Kuang, you've been with me for so long, and I'm very relieved of you. There's something hidden in my heart that I didn't tell you. When I was very young, I worked harder than others to enter Tianbao Pavilion and climb up to the position of honorary elder step by step. Up to now, I'm under ten thousand people, but these things can't make me happy, I need someone from my heart to spend the rest of my life with me. "
Du Zhou turns to look at Kuang Jiamin.
At this time, Kuang Jiamin is graceful and moving, full of mature charm, but also has a touch of coldness, which makes people feel conquered.
It is not unreasonable for Du Zhou to take a fancy to Kuang Jiamin.
Because she is still charming, she is a maternal woman, and she attracts Du Zhou's attention all over her body. After all, Du Zhou left home from childhood and lacked maternal love, so she would like Kuang Jiamin.
"Elder, do I look good?" Kuang Jiamin suddenly charming smile, amorous feelings.
"Good, of course." Du Zhou only felt that there was a flame in his body, and he gradually had a reaction. Looking at Kuang Jiamin, he said with a wicked smile: "President Kuang, if you are not good-looking, people in the world are not ugly."
"Is it?"
Kuang Jiamin thin lips curved, bright and delicious, Du Zhou can't help but join the old mouth.
For a moment, the atmosphere was quiet.
Fire and dry wood are ready to explode.
But at this time, Kuang Jiamin had a dagger in her hand and stabbed Du Zhou's chest quietly. The red blood slowly slipped down and dyed Du Zhou's body red.
"Oh."
A crane, a white crane, to the head of a sad.
"Why? In vain... " Du Zhou didn't even understand his death. He favored Kuang Jiamin and assisted her to become the president of tianbaoge branch. However, Kuang Jiamin killed him at this time.
The hatred of means is abhorrent.
"Du Zhou, it's not my intention to be in collusion with you. Now I personally send you to die, and I have also settled my regret."
Kuang Jiamin pushes away Du Zhou's body and falls down the sky. The white crane still hits the mountain.
Obviously, Baihe wants to die with Kuang Jiamin.
Looking at this scene, Kuang Jiamin is indifferent. Accompanied by a wail and strange sound, the white crane's head hits the mountain, blood bursts out, the body twitches, and gradually dies.
Kuang Jiamin steps over and looks at the horizon, straightens her body. At this moment, she is lost and relieved. Thinking of seriousness, Kuang Jiamin doesn't know whether to go back or not.
She didn't dare to face seriousness, especially in a play with Du Zhou before she left in Luofeng town. Even without guessing, Kuang Jiamin knew that seriousness was heartbreaking.
"I'm sorry for him. If I don't have the face to go back to see him, I'll die alone. I'm not home at the end of the world."As a result, Kuang Jiamin steps away. As soon as she takes a step, a dirty girl appears in front of her. She is dressed in rags. If you don't look at her appearance, you will never think that she is Yan Xin.
All the way along the direction of Baihe's departure, Yan Xin runs after him with thorns and scars. Fortunately, she finds Kuang Jiamin, and the big stone in her heart is gradually released.
When Kuang Jiamin kills Du Zhou, Yan Xin sees it.
At this time, Yan Xin's body is excited and her thin body makes people cherish her.
Kuang Jiamin looks at Yan Xin and feels soft. In the end, she is connected by blood. Her family ties resonate with each other inadvertently. The next second, Kuang Jiamin takes the first two steps and holds Yan Xin firmly.
"Niang, I will listen to you. Don't leave, OK?" Yan Xin looks at Kuang Jiamin carefully with tears in her eyes, which breaks her heart.
"Xin'er, my mother promised you that she would not leave you again." Kuang Jiamin didn't want to be serious, but she wanted to protect Yan Xin even if she was expelled from her.
"Mother, let's pull hook."
Yan Xin stretched out her little thumb, a innocent smile, full of pure loveliness.
"Good, mother and you hook, 100 years do not change." Kuang Jiamin reaches out and rubs Yan Xin's small head. Her doting face feels like the sun and the moon, and her heart is bitter and full of happiness.
Yan Xin broke away from Kuang Jiamin's hand, and her mouth was discontented and said, "mother, long live our long life. We can't change for a hundred years. It's too short. I want to live forever and forever."
"It's a lifetime." Kuang Jiamin and Yan Xin pull a bow. The relationship between mother and daughter is improved in an instant. There is no interval between them. However, Kuang Jiamin is embarrassed when he thinks of being serious.
Yan Xin is smart, and sees Kuang Jiamin's depression. "Niang, my father is in the charge of elder brother Chen Mo now. As long as I say a word to brother Chen Mo, my father won't bully you."
Chen Mo!
At the thought of this man, Kuang Jiamin has an impression. Chen Mo defeated Du Zhou in a few moves. His strength is so strong and his terror is unpredictable. Such Chen Mo has the elegant demeanor of a young man.
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