My Little Mom is the Richest

Man Xuefei was so frightened that she cried, and threw herself into the arms of the sea snake, and the sea snake couldn't step forward to check the situation. Pei Qian seemed to have fainted. She was a little weak and couldn't stand the screams of so many people.

Xiang Hua and Chen Ying, as well as Hailong and Xiangying walked forward cautiously, and when they were about to pat my shoulder, a man with a flushed face rushed in and shouted, "You are all dead, she is about to die. "A few steps forward and held me in my arms, I was in a severe coma with my eyes open, and I was taken to the hospital by the man who came and went like wind.

Only then did everyone react, looking at the disappearing back of the strange man, with a bewildered face.

At night, there is no moon, the dark hall is already empty, and there is no one to clean up. Li Zhenlong picked up the unattended dagger on the ground, looked at the solidified and blackened blood, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and left this place of right and wrong.

The master

months ago,,,

While I was still busy at the company, Li Zhenlong returned to Xinjiang again, but this time the destination was not Barkol, but Hami. There was a person he hadn't seen for a long time, a long time, and a long time.

But before him, someone had already visited here.

"Dingdong, Dingdong." The doorbell that would not have been visited at this time of the afternoon suddenly rang.

The owner of this house, Nie Junkui, is an old man who is over 80 years old, muttering to himself: "Who is going to come here? Didn't call me either." He wondered if any daughter would come over and put him down. The newspaper opened. Without looking at the cat's eye, he opened the door and said with his mouth wide open: "It's you!"

Standing outside the door were Haitian and Haiyin, who had been missing for a long time, and a white-haired grandmother with a touch of orchid fragrance.

"Are you not dead?" Nie Junkui asked in surprise looking at Ke Suzhen who was still vigorous.

Ke Suzhen smiled helplessly and said, "It's not yet time."

"Why, don't invite old friends to sit in." Haiyin said, Haitian's serious face also squeezed out a smile. For Nie Junkui, Haiyin and Ke Suzhen are old friends, but they are still relatively unfamiliar after only seeing Haitian a few times. Haitian, who is twice their seniority, is always stern, and he is always held back by a few cold words when he wants to find a topic.

But Nie Junkui still said, "No matter what you have, come in first." Someone came upstairs, and it is always a lot of inconvenience to block the door. He is the only one in the family, so...

"You should know about Yishui?" Ke Suzhen stood by the window, looking at the dark clouds that gradually gathered in the sky, and said with a solemn expression.

Nie Junkui asked in surprise: "What happened to Yishui?"

Haitian sat down and gave a cold snort, and Haiyin patted Nie Junkui on the shoulder and said, "Old friend, don't pretend to be stupid. You are also Ying'er's grandfather anyway."

"Ying'er? Who is it?" Nie Junkui looked at Hai Yin in confusion.

"Ying'er is Yishui, and Yishui is Ying'er." Haiyin said impatiently, and his white beard moved with the opening of his lips: "Don't tell me you don't know."

Haitian glared at Nie Junkui. The latter shuddered and sat down with a long sigh, "Yi Shui hasn't come back for a long time. Even her mother rarely visits, let alone me. I am only from my daughter. I heard some news about Yi Shui from his mouth. But it was all on the surface."

"No one will report everything that Yishui has experienced?" Ke Suzhen turned her head and asked.