"Will I die? My little life is so precious that my mother has replaced it with her own life. I can't die.
What if you go to Master and his old man to confess at this time? Woohoo ... should I still confess?
The Book of Scriptures took two steps to the gate of the courtyard, and Feng Wuyin's cold voice came from around.
"Do you think your master is amazing, or is your master a great master?"
"Of course, the teacher is great." The Scriptures did not hesitate to speak.
Feng Wu was thrown directly to the Scriptures.
That was her headgear when she was a child.
It is exactly the same as the painting.
This thing has made a lot of beauty, and Feng Wu took a souvenir.
There is a wooden shelf in her storage space, and there are grids on the wooden shelf. One of the plaids is to put her old things.
"What is this?" Bu Jingyu looked at the little girl's headgear in her hand, puzzled, but felt a little familiar.
Feng Wu reminded him: "Think of your painting."
The original doubtful eyes of the Book of Scriptures seemed to light up the lights, and it turned on!
He stared at Feng Wu, and at the next moment, he rushed to the room to find the painting.
On it, it is still the cute soft and cute little girl with a round face.
When the Book of Scriptures looked at the headdress on it, it was really exactly the same as the inner hand.
He took his headgear and walked to Feng Wu: "You ... did you build it intentionally?"
Feng Wu: "Do you think I am so idle?"
Scripture: "..." In his impression, Fengwu would not be so boring, but ...
"Don't you mean ... the person you are looking for is you?" The Substable was squatting in front of Fengwu, and carefully looked at her face carefully.
Not to mention that although this face has been opened a bit, it is a bit like a child, especially the eyebrows and noses ...
The more you look at the Book of Scriptures, the more similar.
At this moment, he has believed in three or four points.
Feng Wu: "So, if it is not found by your master, it is best to be found by your master. If you are discovered by your master, we will sacrifice your teacher and keep everything."
Although so, Feng Wu's heart was very clear. The fact she made this time was too big ... the signboards of the three brothers may not be used.
But this is really enough to flickering the Submies.
The Book of Scriptures has a lot of relieved, he nodded solemnly: "Okay! I listen to you!"
During the talk, Feng Wu completed five more.
Just like this, she has completed ten.
Because the speed is too fast, Feng Wu feels that his fingers are a little numb, and the mental strength is a bit unpleasant.
But ... she can't rest at all.
Time, extremely urgent!
Feng Wu raised her head to pour herself a bottle of psychotoxicide, and the next moment, she began to demolish fierce demolition and inscriptions.
Ten, twenty, thirty ...
The Book of Scripture walked around in the yard, lying on the wall and staring at the opposite side from time to time, for fear that someone would come here to knock on the door.
Forty ... Fifty ... sixty ...
Finally over half.
The forehead of Fengwu and the Book of Sutra is all sweaty, but they looked at each other, and there was a touch of gratitude in their eyes!
It's almost, soon ...
At this time, the Book of Scriptures found that a person came out of the courtyard, and walked straight towards this side.
It's my brother!
The face of the Book of Scriptures is instantly pale and bloodless!