From the Bird

How to say, in fact, this kind of thing depends on the on-the-spot response ... At least before Li Yan came to see Prince Edward, he never thought it would be so easy.

In Chang Kaile's view, what He Liansheng can give to Li Yan, Judy, and even too old can give him, and the risk is even smaller.

All they need is a plausible explanation ...

"So he said that."

Chang Shen sat on the sofa with a crutch in his palm, and looked strange.

Sitting next to Hua Jiujiu, he nodded quietly.

Chang Shen laughed out loudly: "It's more wonderful than the wireless TV series." He thought for a while, and said, "Ale doesn't seem to be telling me this."

Hua Jiu Jiu reported this with silence, his face and the former bold Yau Ma Tei fit person were two.

"How do you believe that man's word?"

Huashan Jiu thought for a long time before observing Changshen's face and said, "Unless the kid has made lard a heart, he will never dare to make money with Lian Sheng."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if he is true or false ..."

The old man's eyelids were drooping.

"Ale is also of his own right at this age. But now, by no means when I'm tearing my face from Tai Sui, I can't wait for my age, can't he wait?"

"Then, let me persuade Brother Le?"

Chang Shen shook his head: "He has anger in his heart now and can't press it down hard."

The old man pursed his lips.

"Done that boxer and be clean."

Chang Shen's eyes narrowed, "Five million? He has a life to earn and a life to spend."

...

When Hua Shan Jiu came out of Changshen's room, he looked cold.

"Dachun!"

The yellow fur from the red vest came over.

"Nine brothers, look for me."

"When you were looking for that kid, Zhizhi knew his house number?"

The forty-nine recalled it, and indeed saw Li Yan coming out of the room.

"Remember, it's 411."

"I must be wrong?"

"Jiuge, don't worry, you won't."

...

"You got the remnants of the ancient novel Hou Shen Luan * 1"

"You've started drawing a fragment of a recorded book with a bird captured!"

The bird was captured during the day and night, and covered with ghosts and gods. The coat was a flying bird and the woman was undressed. A Heavenly Emperor Girl, a Night Travel Girl, a Hook Star, and a Hidden Fly. Birds have no children, and they are favored by the Son of Man. At present, children's clothes do not want to be exposed at night, for this thing love, with blood on their clothes as the goal, even take children. The old man was named Ghost Bird.

Hooks and Shatters: The Bird

Category: Yan Fuxin

Quality: Special

There is still a trace of Yan Fu, a remnant of souls. She longs for a lingering nostalgia for her children, and does not want to leave her soul to make up for herself.

Note: Every encounter in the world is no accident. I think you know what you are going to do.

The bronzing rice paper in Li Yan's hands still seemed to have temperature. The eighteen-winged Huohuo's captured bird does seem a bit more spiritual than the other three.

He took the remaining three pieces from his chest underwear pocket.

A series of messages jumped out.

Hooks and Shreds: The Yak

Category: Residue

Quality: Special

After being swallowed by the aunt bird, you can get a stronger heritage or other rewards at settlement.

The remaining two articles are as above.

"Did it go?"

"Yes."

"The bird of prey has devoured the remnants of the yaks, magpies, and Qiqi's soul. You will get a stronger inheritance or other rewards when you settle."

The bronzing rice paper in Li Yan's hand burned a pale golden flame in an instant, but not hot. The pattern of the bronzing gradually curled in the flame. In the air, Li Yan heard the dull roar of dragons and tigers.

There was no expression on Li Yan's face, even a faint heavy.

Have there ever been ghosts in the world? Li Yan didn't dare to say that he just felt that even if there were ghosts in the world, it would be to stay away.

Li Yan lived for twenty-five years, no more, no less. He could tell what was fishy smell and what was corpse smell.

What he smelled at Axiu's house today was corpse smell ...

It was the corpse smell of the woman who was hoarse and described as rusty, looking at her daughter's eyes, but extremely loving.

If he still had a little desire to explore at that time, when he left apartment 411, he had no desire to worry about anything.

But now, Yan Fu's hint is very obvious, use the soul of Axiu's mother to make up for the captured bird in the remnant!

...

In the night of the Kowloon Walled City, Li Yan squatted silently in the corner under the street lamp, the lights were dim, and there were scattered cigarette butts at his feet.

In Li Yan's mind were the white feet and slightly fluttering eyelashes of the girl named Axiu, a supper from time to time brought to herself by the girl.

For the first time, this man who came to Yan Fu and tried to kill his life was a bit unbearable.

Can't bear to break the girl's fragmented dream.

Suddenly his eyes moved suddenly, and a pale, but severely dark-eyed middle-aged man's face was revealed in the darkness, looking straight at Li Yan, his hands and feet crooked, and at first glance, he was guilty of drug addiction.

"roll."

Li Yan's voice was not loud, but she was full of anger.

The man's eyes wandered around Li Yan's body and seemed to be weighing things, but in the end, he slowly withdrew.

Li Yan took a deep breath and stood up, feeling even dizzy.

"Sorry, she's dead, but I have to live."

...

Fuyi Building

Li Yan walked into the room and was confronted by an air-conditioned blade on the weapon rack.

Jianming "Aerial Wanjing ring into Qulong".

Eight-faced sword.

He took off his sword and turned to leave, and suddenly a woman's voice came from the door.

"Hold my sword so late, where are you going?"

"Too old?"

Li Yan raised his eyebrows without panic.

"Some personal matters have to be dealt with, and the relationship with the fist."

"Speak Mandarin, everyone is convenient, if you are in a hurry, talk?"

Li Yan slightly pursed his lips and nodded, "Okay."

Yu Shu came in and found a chair to sit down, and said with a headache:

"You and Judy, what's going on?"

"amount……"

"Such a woman." Yu Shu took the conversation, and said with a long heart, "It's easy to be confused when you go to bed. You have to let ... hey, why are you so ugly?"

Li Yan blinked: "I, do you? No."

Yu Shu didn't care, and then said, "It's not easy for me to handle the boxing ring. Please be considerate of me, and you won't be disadvantaged when you play at the scene?

Li Yan took a strange look at Yu Shu.

"Don't look at me. What are you talking about? Let's sit down and talk about something."

"Too old." Li Yan was a little sullen, not only because of A Xiu's mother.

"They all say that the best thing that the Kowloon Walled City can do is not the red ghost, but you. It is better for everyone to bring protective gear and discuss it."

Yu Shu heard his words, tilted his head, and his waterfall-like hair poured down.

"Oh, you are so angry."

"I've encountered something not very happy."

"It's okay. I'm good at helping others get fire."

In a fairly spacious room, the two stood opposite each other. Li Yan held the Han sword in all directions, with a cold face and a solemn face.

Yu Shu holds a large sword with a thick black and black back, five fingers wide, and the surface of the knife is mottled. The horse's tail hangs down to the waist.

Gossip door, fighting sword.

"Gossip, Yu Shu."

"Hejian, Li Yan."

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