The human heart is like a city. If the city collapses, so will the people.
Rainbow in the Andes, my old friend, when I read this letter, I had already found you and handed you over to Ling Xiao again.
Originally, I was supposed to be your eternal support. After all, there are not many old friends in common between you and me in this world. But for a certain lofty ideal, I have died on the battlefield.
You don't have to worry about such small issues as why I can still write to you. You should focus on some more realistic issues.
If there are any inappropriate men around Ling Xiao, please kill them and don't be merciful.
Once Li Gui recovers and I find that you didn't take good care of Ling Xiao, you will be in great trouble.
Don't tell Ling Xiao about this, lest she feel sad.
In fact, I really want to go out to eat with her again, go shopping, do nothing, and just waste away the years of youth and the beautiful moments of youth.
Enclosed with the letter is twenty kilograms of spiritual spring water. Some gifts are not disrespectful. This is a testimony of the friendship between you and me.
No matter how precious the water from the spiritual spring is, it cannot compare to the years and hardships we have spent together.
Every drop of water from the spiritual spring is comparable to the blood that was spilled together back then.
There is also 100 kilograms of spiritual spring water. Please give it to Ling Xiao and tell her that there is not enough.
The old wizard looked very unhappy, and the letter was not signed or signed, but of course he knew who the person who wrote the letter was.
The old wizard didn't care about Ling Xiao and sat across from him, angrily cursing: "The human heart is a city? Your current human heart is like an old house on fire."
"It's hard to say whether the city has collapsed or not. Your house must have collapsed."
"If you are so wasteful, you will be ruined sooner or later."
"Natural selection means that if you use too much of something, it will become useless sooner or later!"
Ling Xiao covered his mouth and snickered, feeling quite happy.
Hu Huan was eager to avenge his comrades, so he fell in love with the silver giant Collet and was shot to death by the silver giant!
This news has been spread widely. Special Class 25 and almost all professional organizations in Beijing have obtained this information, and after confirmation from many parties, it has been certified as true news.
When Ling Xiao heard the news, she felt completely empty. She felt like she didn't want to live anymore. She was confused. It wasn't until she got back "the bone flute that Hu Huan said was left to her" that the situation took a turn for the worse.
Hu Huan found the bone flute and threw a letter to the old wizard. The old wizard had already read the letter, but he pretended to open it for the first time in front of Ling Xiao because he wanted to give it to his husband Fox.
An eye drops.
The old wizard snorted coldly and said to Ling Xiao: "Ignore this old thing."
Ling Xiao said softly: "He is not old!"
The old wizard snorted coldly again: "You are not old at heart, and old cows eat young grass."
Ling Xiao's pretty face blushed slightly. She replaced herself with Lao Niu. She thought about how to eat Hu Huan, a young grass, and hurriedly held her face. The more she thought about it, the more she blushed. She didn't dare to think about it any more.
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The old wizard pointed his hand and said: "That's the spiritual spring water he gave you over there. You can go back and get it out yourself."
Ling Xiao saw a large tank filled with rural water in the square. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Teacher, I'll give you some."
The old wizard said disdainfully: "When I revive the Lingquan Eye, I will have as much water as I want from the Lingquan. Why do I need such a stingy thing like him?"
"When you advance to the next level, we won't be afraid of that demon anymore. Then we'll see what the teacher does."
Ling Xiao held her cheek, knowing that Hu Huan was not dead. The gloom that had accumulated in her heart these past few days was swept away, and she felt that everything was easy to talk about.
She actually doesn't care about spiritual spring eyes, spiritual spring water, or job changes.
Originally, Ling Xiao was obsessed with how to advance to the second level and wanted to make a name for herself among the younger generation of the Ling family. She was a little behind at that time, not to mention far inferior to Ling Potian, and even Ling Lingling was one step behind.
Now that she has not only been promoted to the second level, she also has the Blood Coral King Snake, which has been promoted to the third level, and the Jasper Spirit Scorpion, which has been promoted to the fourth level. The road ahead is smooth, but there is no urgency.
The old wizard only felt that time was pressing and urged him a few times. Then Ling Xiao lazily asked: "How can such a thing be so urgent?"
The old wizard sneered and said: "The Five Poison Heavenly Laws of your Ling family are not the proper way for wizards. We masters and disciples can take the opportunity to go to the Shadow of All Things and kill some strange monsters. I will revive one first."
Totem pole, you will be inaugurated as an official wizard."
Ling Xiao was fine, since the old wizard wanted her to go to the Shadow of All Things, so just go.
Nowadays, the shadow of all things in the capital is gradually fading away. Although it is still many times larger than the original coverage area, it has shrunk into dozens of closed areas and is strictly guarded by the Qianlong Army.
Ling Xiao is not worried about this. Although she is not from the Qianlong Army, she has studied in Special Class 25.
This group of students from Special Class 25 has been temporarily recruited by the Qianlong Army and will not be able to return to their original places for a while.
Nowadays, there are many students from Class 25 in the closed area, and they can give her a small face no matter what.
The old wizard is planning how to sneak into the Shadow of All Things and kill more strange monsters so that he can restore the power of the totem pole.
Hu Huan is adapting to his new identity now.
Three generations of the merchant have been soldiers, and all the children in the family are heroes. They can be called heroes. Now they only have one grandfather, and his health is not in good condition.
The Shangluo that Hu Huan pretended to be suffered from a serious illness when he was very young and died before he grew up.
Everyone was worried that the old man wouldn't be able to hold on and kept the news a secret, but now it happened to allow Hu Huan to change his identity.
Hu Huan looked like a good baby and responded to his grandfather's requests.
The old man has not seen his grandson for a long time, and his son and daughter-in-law have all been sacrificed. He is old, so he has many eccentricities, and his words are occasionally confused.
If he were an ordinary young man of the same age, he really wouldn't be able to cope with it, but who is Hu Huan? He easily made the old man happy.
Mr. Shang ate half of an orange peeled by his grandson, and suddenly shouted: "Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang!"
The guard ran over and asked, "What do you want, chief?"
Mr. Shang asked: "How is the school arranged for Xiao Luo?"
The guard whispered: "It has been arranged and you can go to school at any time."
Mr. Shang snorted and said: "I don't need him to accompany me in the afternoon, so let him go to school early! In order to avoid delaying his studies, if he transfers to another school, he may not be able to keep up with his studies. Ask who has the same girl as him
School, come over and help Xiao Luo with his homework."
The guard agreed and gave Hu Huan a look. Hu Huan said with a smile: "Grandpa! Then I will come back from school in the evening and chat with you again."
He clapped his hands and said to himself: "I don't need anyone to help me with my homework. The little knowledge I had in high school is nothing new."