Chapter 112 Want to hold a party at the end of the day (30)
Chapter 112 Want to hold a party at the end of the day (30)
Chapter 112 Want to hold a party at the end of the day (30)
Jian Jing closed her eyes.
His voice was muffled, and his cold breath hit his neck shallowly.
The little girl shrank from the cold, but she didn't notice the slight strangeness hidden in her tone.
"Something happened to Jin Rong..."
With an understated voice, the man slowly said something completely inconsistent with the facts:
"Su Jun discovered through foresight that Yun Moyan can be resurrected, and guessed your identity."
"So, after she found out that you were leaving, she told Yun Moyan."
"But for some reason, she only took one bracelet."
Jian Jing didn't continue to say the rest.
His baby is not stupid.
Talking too much will backfire.
The arms subconsciously tightened, and the chin rested on the little girl's shoulder.
Jian Jing's eyelashes drooped, and her pale and charming eyebrows seemed very tired.
See here.
The distressed little girl immediately took up the follow-up plot.
Thinking of the caution that I vaguely heard before.
Gu Yiyi thought, it must have been Su Jun's sneak attack before, and then the heroine subconsciously reminded her, and then Jian Jing used her ability.
And now this scene...
Probably because of Jian Jing.
According to what he said before, Su Jun snatched the bracelet.
——It is indeed something a man can do to remove the supernatural powers on the two of them and let them fight their own way.
As for why Su Jun is so sure about the bracelet?
As soon as this question flashed through the little girl's mind, she was quickly completed by her own brain.
She must have used the foreknowledge ability.
Then I saw some suspicious pictures and guessed it.
The only thing that makes people regret is the heroine.
The little girl couldn't help sighing, her pink lips were pursed, but her brows were subconsciously furrowed.
It's just early stage.
The system level in the bead is still very low, and it is inseparable from the parasite.
Without the golden finger, can the heroine gradually reach that indisputable dominance in the apocalypse?
But she seemed a little overwhelmed.
A few months later, Gu Yiyi at that time had already returned to Qingshi.
She found a battered radio.
But it still works.
He adjusted the signal enthusiastically, but suddenly heard a familiar calm voice.
Intermittently, occasionally there will be an electric sizzle:
"Yes...we have joined...zombies...will not attack..."
It is cloud ink inkstone.
Her tone seemed complicated, but she seemed impatient, and said perfunctorily:
"I said... I won't do it many times... I have been keeping in touch..."
Still can't hear clearly.
The girl kept adjusting and tapping the buttons with her slender and white fingertips.
Coincidentally, at this moment, Yun Moyan seemed to be out of breath.
"...Tell you, it's absolutely impossible!!!"
The pitch was raised in vain, and the little girl was so frightened that she threw the radio out in a jerk:
"boom--"
Fragments scattered in the corner of the wall, Gu Yiyi felt that her heart seemed to be broken into pieces.
Heart blocked, like falling in love... Bah, depressed feeling.
Footsteps sounded from behind.
A cold breath came, and the girl's soft waist was wrapped around her slender fingers, and her body, which had no body temperature, gently leaned over.
Even if you can see it clearly from the outside.
He even pushed the wave to block the blocked signal from the outside world a little bit.
But Jian Jing still prefers to listen to that soft and waxy voice, answering every question seriously in his ear.
Therefore, the man's eyelashes drooped, and his handsome and pale eyebrows faintly smiled: "What are you looking at?"
The little girl is a little guilty:
"Listen to the radio...it turned out to be broken, and I threw it out in a fit of anger."
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(End of this chapter)
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