10-year bond

It's easy and difficult to make a promise with your body, Ouyang can't laugh or cry tomorrow.Which woman in the world dares to make this request to a man, and which man will not be angry when he hears this sentence, and both of them have done it.One dared to speak, and the other was not angry at all.Be it Sima Lian or Zhu Xiaoxiao, what they said always took him by surprise.

Zhu Xiaoxiao looked at Ouyang Mingri: "Does Brother Tomorrow think it's too fast?" After a pause, "It's not fast at all, I have evidence.

"Others meet first and then get acquainted, and then get to know each other later. But you and I knew each other before we met. Isn't the grade higher than those people?"

Ouyang Mingri lowered his eyebrows: "Maybe you are to me as you are to Boya."

Even if Ouyang tried to find reasons again and again, it was still not enough for Zhu Xiaoxiao's illogical sentence: "Who can guarantee that they are not broken sleeves?"

Ouyang Mingri wiped his sweat slightly, after a long while, he finally made a step back and pointed at her face: "If you can take off the pimples on your face, I will agree to your request."

Zhu Xiaoxiao immediately blushed, took two steps back, stroked her own cheek, coquettishly and cutely: "Did brother tomorrow find out that I am not Zhu Xiangli's daughter?"

Ouyang nodded silently tomorrow.

"When did you find out?"

"That time you held the silent piano and entered my room through the window, and that night I found a particularly obvious mark under your earlobe."

"Ah! It must be that I went out in such a hurry that I exposed such a big flaw."

As if thinking of something tomorrow, Ouyang looked around and said suddenly, "Is this an inn?"

"Yeah..." Zhu Xiaoxiao didn't understand why he asked such a question.

"Let's go!" Ouyang turned over and got out of bed tomorrow, and put on his clothes as quickly as possible.But it was too late, the outside of the house was sprinkled with oil, the fire suddenly appeared, and there was the sound of wooden sticks being burned.

Trying to open the door, the door was locked, and the window was opened, and the flames outside the window were like a beast trying to swallow the two of them, and if they wanted to go out, they had to be burned to death first.But there are only two exits, where should I escape?

Zhu Xiaoxiao was choked by the fire and couldn't help coughing: "Brother Tomorrow, why did it suddenly catch fire? What should we do?"

"Someone set the fire," Ouyang Mingri looked up at the roof, "Xiao Xiao, you are good at lightness, you escape from the roof before the fire spreads completely."

Zhu Xiaoxiao was startled: "What about you?"

Ouyang smiled tomorrow: "At most, you can go back to Sifang City and bring me a letter."

"No!" Zhu Xiaoxiao rebuffed straight away, "You told me to stay just now, and now you told me to leave alone. If you can't escape, I can't escape with you. Besides, if you really die like this Well, one day I take off the mask, who will promise me with my body?"

After she finished saying this, tears were streaming down her face. She was smoked, and her whole body was about to go limp.Ouyang picked her up tomorrow and fell to the ground with her.Although he disagreed with her giving up the chance of escape, she was still indescribably satisfied in her heart.

Zhu Xiaoxiao whispered: "I just said that our acquaintance is higher than others. Look, we can stay together in Huangquan so soon."

"What?" Ouyang Mingri didn't hear clearly, but when he said these two words, there was no response, and Zhu Xiaoxiao fell into a coma.

Some people die thousands of times but still can't die, they escape death every time, but some people will fall to death while walking.And those who can't die can often become the protagonists.For example, which protagonist is sentenced to be beheaded at noon, the moment the executioner picks up the knife, he can always hear without any suspense—"Keep people under the knife!" Afterwards, the protagonist survives.

But at this time, the protagonist was surrounded by fire in the house, but no one came to rescue him.Outside the house, the shopkeeper held a torch and carried an oil drum and watched viciously as the house burned down bit by bit.

However, a miracle really happened. If God could speak, he would definitely say: "Keep people under fire!"

"Boom", the first thunder in spring sounded, and the heavy rain poured down, pouring a chill into the room in an instant.But the rain came too late, the house was already almost burned, and the moment the last flames were extinguished, the house collapsed.The house whimpered.

"I was either burned to death or crushed to death." The shopkeeper was frightened by the thunder and had an open mind to play tricks. After leaving this sentence, he was frightened and went into the shop.Count money, pack clothes, organize packages.

He didn't have time to change his soaked clothes, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat on his body.With only trembling hands, he picked up the package and walked out.Before he took a few steps, he bumped into a solid chest, almost punching a hole in his head.The shopkeeper felt that something was wrong, so he raised his head and saw Chen Keliang's sad and angry face.

Chen Keliang asked suspiciously: "What is the shopkeeper doing in such a hurry? Why does your inn smell like burning?"

The shopkeeper's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't speak a word.When Chen Keliang saw him in such a state, he suddenly remembered something, his pupils shrank suddenly, his murderous aura was awe-inspiring, and he wanted to tear the shopkeeper's corpse into pieces.

The shopkeeper felt his body lighten up and his collar tightened, and he heard Chen Keliang's voice as dull as thunder: "You set the fire? Don't you know who lives here?"

"I know, I know...it's Sifang City's national teacher..."

"Since you know, why do you still do that? Could it be that you are also from Feiqi Villa?" Chen Keliang's voice became even more angry.

"No, no... I just took other people's money to replace..." Before he finished speaking, his neck tilted, he died, and his eyes were open.For this kind of scum who regards money as his life, Chen Keliang thinks that there is no need to say a word to him, it saves time and effort, it is cheap for him, even if he dies ten times, he will not be able to redeem the crime he committed today.

Chen Keliang bypassed the shopkeeper's body and hurried to the courtyard.There was no one in the big inn, it was lifeless, and the lingering smoke of ashes surrounded and dissipated in the air.Even the big tree next to the house was affected by the fire, leaving only charred dead branches standing there.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Chen Keliang felt hatred in his heart, "Master, it was my subordinate who harmed you. How can I have the face to go back and see the city lord?" To find something in the ruins, to find some hope, is like a man fighting to the death.

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