I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded Chapter 148 To be honest, Lord Jiu doesn't necessarily kill men, but he will kill me
Chapter 148 To be honest, Lord Jiu doesn't necessarily kill men, but he will kill me
Chapter 148 To be honest, Master Jiu may not necessarily kill the man, but he will definitely kill me!
Author: Carrot to Heaven
Chapter 148 To be honest, Master Jiu may not necessarily kill the man, but he will definitely kill me!
A 7-seater off-road vehicle.
"If we don't start, we won't be able to catch up with everyone."
"The others have only been gone for more than an hour, why are you anxious?"
"I'm just angry with Yan Jiu who made us wait. She was a non-professional person who joined through the back door through connections..."
"Stop, you're labeling people so many times before we've even met. Is this what a girl like you should do?"
The baby-faced girl couldn't defeat her mentor. She opened the car window violently and rushed out of the car with her face depressed.
Instructor Qin closed the map and looked at his old friend sitting in the co-pilot, surrounded by an aura of frustration.
For fear that the other party would be angry because of their words, they found that Lang always looked absent-minded.
Mr. Lang sighed again.
Instructor Qin was surprised: "What's wrong?"
Mr. Lang looked back at the person.
Sighed again.
A heartbroken look on his face.
Instructor Qin asked again: "What happened?"
Mr. Lang touched his forehead: "Didn't I tell you this morning that my young master came to visit last night?"
Instructor Qin gracefully took off his reading glasses with a chain on them: "Then what?"
Mr. Lang beat his chest when he said it: "The words Yan Yatou gave me were taken away by my family."
Instructor Qin was confused: "Isn't it right?"
Mr. Lang was also helpless, so worried that a lot of his hair fell out: "Yes, my young master is not the kind of person who doesn't ask for anything, but he has a very good reason this time."
Instructor Qin was puzzled: "There is no reason to disrespect your wishes and take it away."
Mr. Lang only said: "What if it is expropriation?"
Instructor Qin was silent.
She finally understood Lang Lao's sigh.
Mr. Lang closed his eyes melancholy.
yesterday.
When Lang Zongyi saw the stick figure on the scroll, he looked speechless in front of him for the first time.
And when Lang Zongyi saw the words.
His face suddenly became serious.
Then he took the scroll without any explanation.
I should have known that Lang Zongyi had some ideas about Chinese characters.
He shouldn't show off in front of others.
Who knows if Lang Zongyi is using the excuse of expropriation to take the scroll back?
It's rare for Mr. Lang to think about a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart. In fact, he was happy to see the hunter, but he was depressed in his heart.
Instructor Qin became more and more curious: "Is that word really as good as you say?"
Mr. Lang looked proud: "You know the calligrapher Guanzi An of the Ming Dynasty, compared with Yan Jiu's calligraphy, even Guanzi An is slightly inferior."
Instructor Qin: "..." That's an exaggeration.
The baby-faced girl turned her head: "Instructor, Teacher Lang, this person named Yan Jiu has just grown up, right?"
Mr. Lang nodded.
Who says it isn't?
At the same age of 18, his own granddaughter was still laughing and joking, and Yan Jiu became a household name.
The baby-faced girl wrinkled her face.
Huo Xi'er is a junior student in the Department of Archeology at Teito University. Logically speaking, she shouldn't be interning so early. However, since there are few students in the Department of Archeology, she was forced to directly participate in the practical inspection.
In school clubs.
There was a freshman girl named Chu Sisi who often talked about the troubles at home, intentionally or unintentionally.
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Over time.
Huo Qier inevitably felt sorry for Chu Sisi, and subconsciously had no good impression of Yanjiu, the sister Chu Sisi mentioned.
The list of members of the archaeological team will be reported early.
And when she heard that Yan Jiu suddenly participated.
I thought it was a coincidence that they had the same names.
After some inquiries, she found out that Yan Jiu was just a person who had not even been admitted to college.
Is it a joke for Yan Jiu to become an archaeologist?
What else could it be if this wasn't a back door?
Just as Huo Qier puffed up her cheeks and thought, the sound of wheels sliding across the ground was heard.
As soon as Huo Qier raised her head, she looked at Yan Jiu who was sitting on the Bluetooth suitcase across the car.
Yan Jiu was holding a bowl of stinky tofu that she bought somewhere, sitting on the suitcase of an electric car and eating it.
Huo Qier watched Yan Jiu do such an indecent thing with her beauty, and she had the feeling that Yan Jiu was wasting his natural resources.
Suddenly I felt very angry.
Open the car door decisively.
When Teacher Qin was afraid that his students would say something else.
Huo Qian'er, who is obsessed with appearance, grabbed Yan Jiu's shoulders and shook her: "How can you eat stinky tofu with this face!?"
Instructor Qin: "..."
Yan Jiu swallowed the last piece of stinky tofu, wiped her mouth, and threw the garbage into the distant trash can like a basketball.
Patted Huo Qier's arm.
Yan Jiu looked at the face of the person in front of her and said, "Does your brother Huo Yu know that you are like this?"
Huo Qier said excitedly: "Hey, do you know my brother? Are you my brother's crush?"
Her eyes were slightly bright, as if Yan Jiu could sell her brother if she just nodded.
Yan Jiu shook his head: "No."
Huo Qier was regretful and frustrated.
She also thought that if Yan Jiu liked her cheap brother who remarried with her mother, she would be willing to support her sister-in-law unconditionally.
Huo Qier thought that her Huo family genes were finally going to be sublimated again, completely forgetting her initial dislike for Yan Jiu.
Yan Jiu came to Mr. Lang.
Mr. Lang explained: "Girl Yan, don't blame us for not making a statement in advance. We just got the notice yesterday."
Yan Jiu shook his head.
She wished she could go to the northwest as soon as possible.
Just when Yan Jiu was about to lift the suitcase into the trunk, the tall-haired man in the driver's seat came out.
He offered to help: "I'll do it."
Mr. Lang introduced the people present in a very subtle way: "Wang Qi is the person sent to protect Lao Qin from above, Xiao Huo is Lao Qin's student, and you and I are just here to make up the numbers."
Instructor Qin scolded: “You’re joking again.”
Yan Jiu looked at Instructor Qin who was smiling at her, nodded politely, and then looked at Wang Qi, who was Lian Jiazi.
This journey to the northwest seems to be unsafe, otherwise why would the team send someone to protect it, a practitioner who knows mystical arts to protect it.
After Huo Qier introduced herself, she pulled Yan Jiu to sit in the last row, as enthusiastic as a friend she hadn't seen for a long time.
Yan Jiu replied one after another.
I began to calculate the luck of this trip in my hands.
I found it was half and half.
This is interesting.
Yan Jiu adheres to the concept of good fortune and misfortune, and believes that bad luck cannot always hang over people's heads.
Nothing can delay her work.
Hold up your phone.
Yan Jiu politely asked the people in the car: "Can you broadcast live?"
Instructor Qin said with a smile: "Just don't take pictures of me."
Mr. Lang waved his hand: "Go ahead and broadcast it. Anyway, the matter about the ancient tombs in the northwest is no longer a secret."
Huo Qian'er's eyes were immediately filled with stars, and she was curious: "Are you an anchor? What type of anchor?"
Yan Jiu smiled: "The type you don't want to know."
Huo Qier became more and more curious.
She took a look at Yan Jiu's appearance and knew without guessing that she was an anchor who relied on her appearance to make a living.
Huo Qier found the singing and dancing area, game area, food area, etc., but no matter how many times she searched, she could not find Yan Jiu.
She thought she had found the wrong platform.
When planning to change platforms.
Yan Jiu's live broadcast started.
[I just want to know the follow-up to Beihai yesterday?]
[Did the anchor listen to our voices and launch the broadcast specifically to solve our doubts? 】
[I heard the news, where is the anchor going?]
[Why doesn’t Mr. Jiu say anything? He doesn’t plan to broadcast his appearance this time, right? It’s not impossible~]
[Crazy face licking, 555, which direction should you kowtow to meet such a wife? 】
[I have taken a screenshot to save the beautiful photo!]
[You are not allowed to take pictures of my husband’s portrait without my permission~I order you to delete it immediately!]
[Why are there girls snatching wives with us? Is the world crazy? 】
[To be honest, Mr. Jiu may not necessarily kill the man, but he will definitely kill me!]
