Chapter 1438 (1/2)
ten minutes later.
The man stood outside in the frost and looked at the people inside through the window.
She dares to beat herself.
Although it doesn't hurt at all
Don't he just pinch a chicken feather duster?!
The man left with a cold face and a rabbit doll.
Mingshu watched him leave. The silent moonlight fell on the floor, stretching her figure.
This is just the spirit of the goblin, he is now a certain character is infinitely enlarged, can not care about him.
Mingshu comforted himself a little better.
I miss the goblin of the last plane.
Nice and soft.
Mingshu had several bags of snacks in his arms, which could be regarded as comforting himself.
She just lay on the rocking chair and went to sleep.
The moon is moving, the flowers are moving, and the night wind is blowing.
Mingshu was aware of the cold, and before he opened his eyes, he was drowned by a pile of feather dusters.
She struggled to sit up from the feather duster.
The man stood beside him with a cold face.
Obviously he did it.
”You...”
The man coldly jumps out a word: ”compensate.”
Mingshu said:
Who wants you to pay for it!
Are you sick when you step on the horse!
Is there a disease!
Serpentine disease!
”Where did you steal it?” Mingshu does not consider buying at all. She bought all the clothes on his body. He may not even know what RMB is.
The man raised his finger to the foot of the hill.
There is a village near Wuliang Mountain. The villagers tie chicken feather dusters and sell them to the town when they go to the market.
”Give it back to me!”
The man takes back his hand and coldly holds the doll in his arms It's a bit like holding a sword.
The meaning is obvious - I won't go!
Mingshu brushed the chicken feather on his body and said softly, ”if I still see these tomorrow morning, I will break your sword into several pieces.”
Mingshu felt glared again.
But look at the past, the man is still that cold, no waves no LAN appearance.
Mingshu raised his finger outside.
After a moment of stalemate, the man bent down and put away the feather duster on the ground. Together with the doll, he jumped out of the window and disappeared into the night.
He just wanted to get his sword back!
Why is it so difficult!
He went down the mountain and stood on the road in a daze
Where did he find it?
Holding a pile of feather duster, the man aimlessly forward, trying to find a little memory.
But I can't remember.
He looked back and forth, and could not see a ghost in the empty road.
Leave it here
She doesn't know, does she?
He found a place to throw the feather duster away, holding the doll ready to go back.
After a distance, he stopped again.
The moonlight was cold and clear on his face, the lines on his side face were cold, his lips were slightly pursed, and he turned back to pick up all the feather dusters.
It was not easy to find the village, but which one he did not remember. Finally, he simply threw it at the door of a family.
He walked out of the village with his doll in his arms.
”Stop!”
A yell exploded in the dark.
Two people emerged from the darkness. One of them also took a mobile phone to send a wechat: ”master, I found the whereabouts of that thing. I sent you a location. You come here quickly, and we will hold him.”
Whoosh -
wechat was sent successfully.
The man in the black shirt, standing quietly in the thick black night, his cold momentum, gradually strong, like the monarch in the night.
They looked at each other, one left and one right.
Men do not even hand out, only rely on the body to dodge.
He disdains to fight with those who are so weak that he can crush to death with one finger.