Linghe feels that the atmosphere in the house is not right. It's very wrong!
Just three days ago in the morning, Liuhuo disappeared for no reason. After a few days of searching for monsoon smoke, the atmosphere in the house beca very strange. Monsoon smoke sat in the hall with its chin on, silent. Zuo Nuo and other bodyguards, who passed by the hall door, usually giggled. Nowadays, it's rare to see monsoon smoke. They can only live with their tails down And glided silently past the door.
Zuo Nuo has been holding it for a long ti, but he still can't help it.
"Boss, miss, what's wrong with her? What's the matter with the boy of Liuhuo? "
Ling he curled his mouth. "I don't know. There's no one left. Miss is in a bad mood now. Don't provoke her."
"I'm not familiar with the place of life. Where can I go? Or shall we send soone out to look for it? " Zuo Nuo road.
Ling He shook his head. "I told you, miss, no, after all After all, Liuhuo was picked up halfway. We haven't asked him where he lives or whether he has family. Maybe he is hosick. Go back. "
They can only make excuses for themselves.
The monsoon smoke is still silent, but in a short ti, soone ca to say that Gong Zhengyu ca to see him again. The monsoon smoke just let people in.
Today, Gong Zhengyu changed his clothes, and the gray big Hui changed into beibai. His white face beca more and more white. He followed the two n in black behind him and remained silent. Gong Zhengyu still had a warm smile on his face and walked into the hall.
Looking at the withered monsoon smoke sitting in the hall, Gong Zhengyu couldn't help being curious.
"What's the matter with Fengyan? It doesn't seem to have much spirit. "
Monsoon smoke looked up at Gong Zhengyu, rather sad: "Stinky boy, ran away from ho."
"……" Gong Zhengyu was slightly shocked. It took him a long ti to reflect what the monsoon smoke said. He couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm afraid I'm hosick. Maybe I'll co back in a few days."
"Well, I don't know if he is well, so I run around." The monsoon smoke wrinkled her nose. It was OK beside her. Her main worry was whether the body and bones of Liuhuo were OK.
Gong Zhengyu laughs and shakes his head. Monsoon smoke looks like his relatives. He is not well. Every ti he leaves ho, his mother always says sothing.
"In a few days, our caravan will leave for other cities, so we want to solve the problem in these days." Gong Zhengyu's words are back to normal. His man in black takes so silver gray scrolls and puts them in front of the monsoon smoke.
"You've seen the gold coils. The contents of these reels are just as good as they are. Look what you need."
Monsoon smoke was in a bad mood, and didn't have the heart to see these things. He found Ling he directly and put them in his arms. Then he stood up and said: "these are slowly selected. I'll take you to see the ore first."
"Good." Gong Zhengyu smiled helplessly, surprised that the mood of monsoon smoke could be so obvious.
When Gong Zhengyu ca last ti, Ling he had already taken him to the warehouse. This ti, he mainly ca to choose the ore to take away.
After the monsoon smoke opened the door of the storehouse, he lazily pulled a chair and sat aside, making his own choice.
Gong raised his hand towards the two n in black, and found himself a chair to sit beside the monsoon smoke.
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