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Huang Si walked into the bookstore lobby, then he rubbed his eyes.

How do you feel that the way to open the bookstore is not right?

There is no one in this bookstore that I broke just now. Why are there more millet and final notes now?

Huang Silue took a step back, planning to close the window and try again.

But at this time, Mi Shui and Final Voice also saw him.

"Father...Dad!" Millet was about to jump forward, and suddenly stopped abruptly.

Then she jumped up to cover the final tone's eyes.

Final tone blankly took Mi Shui's hand from his eyes, and said, "No need to do this, I have already seen my father."

Millet let go, at this moment, she just wanted to look up to the sky and cry bitterly.

If you lose the bet with the final note, you can get a one-hundred-year slave contract.

The point is-

Why did God Father come to Wang's Bookstore!

I came here by myself without contacting them, and said to find the owner of the bookstore, maybe he has already discovered the little action he did!

When Huang Si saw the reaction of the two, he confirmed that it was not an illusion.

He was also puzzled, why are they here? Didn't Xiao Ke's previous records show that Millet was in the ancient city of Kan? Why are you here too?

"Millis, final note? Why are you here too?"

Huang Si asked.

Millie was startled, and then a hypocritical smile was quickly piled up on his face:

"Dad, daddy, me, we are here to play..."

After that, she trot to Huang Si in an innocent and innocent manner, grabbed his arm, and said coquettishly: "Dad, people haven't seen you for a long time, and thought you left us alone."

The final note also came over, quietly watching Mi Shui acting like a baby, a smile appeared on his mouth.

Huang Si didn't refuse Mi Shui's acting like a baby. It was true that he hadn't seen her for a long time, so she still wanted to express somehow. However, after the millet spoiled, the time to come finally came.

"Military water, final note, are you coming to play and need to catch people from Wang's Bookstore?" Huang Si asked gently, "Are you coming to this bookseller to discuss papermaking matters?"

Millie's smile froze.

Wang Bai was thrown to the ground by the final note, and he tremblingly didn't dare to run away immediately. Hearing their conversation at this moment, there was a feeling that a savior had come.

He quickly squatted on the ground and ran to the door of the bookstore, shouting out:

"Are you the patron of these two? I'm almost killed by them! Just let them go!"

Huang Si looked at Wang Bai who was trying to add drama to himself, and asked:

"This person is the owner of Wang's Bookstore?"

The final tone replied: "Yes, moreover, he wanted to kill the millet water. Moreover, he has already succeeded in killing the three human relatives of the millet water."

The final note knows that in this case, you must not learn to play stupid. Pretending to be stupid in front of God the Father is tantamount to looking for death. God Father is omnipotent and omnipotent. Only an idiot like Mi Shui will turn back to pretend to be stupid and try to get through.

The only way to survive is to arouse the concern of God the Father. God the Father is very short-sighted. Only when he feels Mishui is pitiful, will he ignore her fault.

"Oh? Buying murderers? You are so courageous. Let's ask my family to deal with it, and bring this king's family into the pot."

An understatement arranged for Wang Bai and his family.

The matter was handled too quickly, and the final note failed to gain time and opportunity for Millet.

Huang Si was determined to investigate the leak of papermaking. He pulled a chair and sat down in the bookstore for a while, "Miloshui, first talk to dad about how you leaked papermaking to the human race. And, also talk about other things you have done in the world."

The final tone let go, throwing Wang Bai aside, and then quickly poked the millet with his finger, throwing her an "honest confession" look at her.

Millet quickly returned a look of "I don't want to die".

The final note made a gesture of pulling together in the mouth, and made a gesture of shooting in the head, which means that you will die faster if you don't honestly confess!

Millet confessed his fate, drooping his head and turning to Huang Si's side.

At this time, Wang Bai realized that he was free, and was afraid of what Huang Si said. He squatted on the ground and crawled out quietly, trying to escape.

Huang Si saw it, and when he raised his hand, a sword aura was sent, directly punching a big hole in the ground in front of Wang Bai's head.

"do not move."

Wang Bai knelt down like a chaff, sweating all over.

Outside the door of the bookstore, Song Hong was still squatting on the ground looking at the sword body that was half immersed in the slate, trying to pull the sword body out with his fingers.

Therefore, he did not notice the more alarming situation at the door of the bookstore.

And only Xiao Qiu, because she had been curiously watching the dispute in the bookstore, and saw something that surprised her.

what is that?

Why can that person make a big hole in the ground without using a weapon?

Song Hong taught Xiaoqiu internal skills and swordsmanship for three years, and then took her into the arena for less than two years. Xiaoqiu's experience in the arena is very shallow, and he doesn't know the many anecdotes in the arena.

So, she just felt that this scene was very strange, but she didn't understand the meaning.

Among the human races, at present, no one can use the separated sword energy from the air.

At this time, Millet was defending himself:

"Uh, I, I did teach the humans the art of papermaking, but I was alone at the time, I couldn’t show up, I had no status, no status, and no money. I could only exchange technology for money, but I was very Be careful, I found someone to cooperate, established a joint-stock company, lived on dividends, and put my people in the board of directors..."

"So in the end I was hired by my partner to kill someone?"

"That, that was an accident." Millet smiled dryly.

Huang Si glanced at the manuscript that Mishui had sneaked aside.

"By the way, you wrote that garbage novel?"

"Ah? What rubbish? Oh, daddy meant the "Cold Lord and Pretty Girl"? It's me..."

Sure enough, it was written by Millet.

Huang Si ordered:

"You are not allowed to write junk novels in the future. You will burn these later."

After thinking about it, he added another sentence: "Before burning, um, let's finish writing it. You must have a beginning and an end when you do something. Give it to me after writing it, and I want to criticize it."

"Puff!" Millet laughed.

"Why are you laughing?"

"I was talking about **** novels, but I actually really want to read it."

This is really dead.

The final note looked at Mi Shui speechlessly, why Mi Shui still chose to die when he made a big mistake? Father God really disliked it but actually wanted to read that novel~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but , But why do you have to speak out and let God the Father lose face!

Huang Si said indifferently, "Millis, stretch out his face."

Millets quickly stood in front of Huang Si.

Huang Si cursed her fingers and hit her forehead with a "pop".

This hit was very heavy, the millet was directly shot backwards, and a red mark clearly appeared on his forehead.

Huang Si grabbed her to prevent her from falling, then reached out and grabbed Millie's cheek, and asked, "Remember the lesson?"

"remember."

"Will you do stupid things in the future?"

"No, absolutely not."

"Who gave you the courage to spread the important technology that has crossed the age to the human race?"

"No, no one, I'm stupid myself."

"Okay, good boy, tell dad all your experiences since you came to the world. Then dad will come with you to settle the ledger after the fall, what do you think?"

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Recommend a serious literature "Fist of Utopia".

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