Chapter 471： Taoist stay 1

Chapter 471 Taoist stays behind 1

boom!

When I was conscious, the little ginsengjing only heard a huge sound, and then I felt sore all over.

"Wow grass." The little ginseng couldn't help but burst into a rough word in his consciousness.

233 was taken aback, and yelled for a while.

"Heh." At the same time, a cold sound of disdain rang in his ears.

Wen Ling reluctantly opened his eyes and took a look. At this moment, he was lying flat on the ground. Needless to say, the loud noise was obviously the movement of being pushed down or being thrown down.

As for the culprit...

is the one in front of me...

Ji Chenghuai?

just changed to a modern version, a black suit, looking handsome but extraordinarily indifferent.

Well, he looks very similar to Ji Chenghuai, and he is about the same age, right? This person's face is three points colder than Ji Chenghuai's, and his eyes are full of icy scum.

The most important thing is that there seems to be endless darkness behind him, giving people an inexplicable feeling of flustering, and I always feel that the darkness will swallow people in the next second.

He had a cold and indifferent breath, accompanied by a pair of peach eyes that should be sultry, but at this time, it was full of death and ridicule.

Needless to say, I know that this is the benefactor.

looks alike, and so does its breath.

"I don't know how to be ashamed." After a sneer, the man in front of him spit out four words coldly, then motioned to the people behind him, pushing himself away.

Yes, push.

Because although a man has a luxurious temperament, he sits in a wheelchair and needs to be pushed by someone behind him.

But it is estimated that it can be electric, but the man does not want to move it.

I ran into the benefactor when I landed. This is a beautiful thing for the little ginseng essence.

It’s just that, in the next second, her mind will not be on the benefactor.

Because Wen Ling felt her own little head melon seeds, it seemed to be a little bit cold.

subconsciously reached out and touched it, and then Wen Ling screamed directly in his mind: "Wow, why don't I have hair??"

Yes, the bald cerebellum, there is not a single hair, and there is only a little bit of scum on the touch, it should be the root of the hair.

At this moment, the little ginseng essence broke down, and even ignored the benefactor in front of him. The whole ginseng shut himself down on the spot and lay back on the ground.

Fortunately, the weather today is not bad, and the weather is not cold. Looking at this, it should be a normal modern world. This place is a little bit off, it seems to be at the foot of the mountain.

It is not cold on the ground and there are no pedestrians in the past, so there is no need to worry about embarrassment or anything.

So, the little ginseng is released and self-closing.

No hair! ! !

For a ginseng, is there anything more cruel than this in this world?

"Then that...the hair can also be kept slowly." 233 was inexplicably guilty, still a little nervous.

When    speaks, the mechanical AI is not so smooth.

"Furthermore, your identity in this world is a Taoist aunt. Isn't it normal for a Taoist aunt to have no hair?" 233 thought about it, and felt that there was no hair, it was nothing.

The little ginseng sneered: "Have you heard of someone from a Taoist family who deliberately trimmed her hair? It's a nun who trimmed her hair. Everyone has different religions. What do you say?"

Wen Ling is really autistic.

Although the benefactor’s cold eyes are said to be cold-eyed, it makes me sad.

But it’s okay, this can be improved slowly, but without hair, the benefactor seems to be bad at it.

What can I do to save people?

Is it possible that I have to pick up my little cute ginseng's leg hair?

The new plane, the first day of autism of the small ginseng essence~

(End of this chapter)