This hair is really special, as dazzling as gold. As the light flows, the tentacles heat up, making people feel warm.
Bai Wuyin tried to pull it, but the hair didn't move at all. He couldn't stop pulling it.
Such strong and hard hair is really strange!
Bai Wuyin thought for a long time and thought it was better to tell Shangge. He patted Shangge who was working up and down with sadness: "Shangge, why do you have golden hair?"
"What?" Shangge turned to look at the hair in his hand.
In Bai Wuyuan's white palm, the hair was particularly obvious. Shangge's delicate body trembled, and she pulled the hair to her eyes in disbelief. She blinked, this golden hair was not the root of her love.
?
But, she clearly remembers that when she came to earth, her love roots had been taken away by her father, right?
Shangge's brain has never been very flexible, but this time, she also knew that something was a little unusual. This unusualness made her feel uneasy. She didn't have time to tell Bai Wuyin, so she quickly returned to the house, locked the door, and started
Summoning brother Li Zhi. There are some things she doesn't understand, so it would be right to ask Li Zhi.
In fact, Li Zhi had just left Nanyang City. When he received her summons, he came back dumbfounded: "Shang Ge'er, what's the trouble this time?"
Shang Ge grabbed his hand and his whole body was trembling, and said with a crying voice: "Brother Li Zhi, look at my hair."
"What's wrong with your hair? It's very neat... ah!" Li Zhi coaxed her, looking down at her hair carelessly. Suddenly, the voice turned into an exclamation.
He anxiously grabbed Shang Ge's head and looked closer, his voice trembling: "Oh my God, this... this is not..."
Li Zhi's brows furrowed tightly.
If he remembered correctly, his father said that when he went down to earth, he had to uproot his love roots. But now, Shang Ge's love roots have grown again, and they are even more colorful than the original ones. This...
…not a good sign!
Li Zhi let her go and wandered around the room, feeling a little distracted. After a while he hurriedly said: "Shang Ge'er, don't run around these days. I'll go back to Qingqiu and ask my dad before I come back."
Tell you."
Shangge nodded repeatedly, and when he saw Li Zhi disappear into the room, he suddenly became dejected.
Things that even Brother Li Zhi can't see through must be... something very fatal, right?
The most hateful thing is that it's obviously her business, but she can't figure it out at all!
Shang Ge was bored in the house for two days without a care in the world. He even forgot about the sadness of Zhan Zhenyi kicking her. He just felt hesitant in his heart and needed to find something to do.
Zhu Ziqi was discovered by everyone and wanted to leave the Bagua Tower that day. Bai Wuyuan blocked his way and did not allow him to leave the Bagua Tower until he found out his remaining members. After taking the Song Examination for a long time, he always felt that the big doubt in his heart was not there.
When he couldn't get rid of it, he walked out of the room and knocked on Zhu Ziqi's door.
Opening the door, Zhu Ziqi was enjoying tea leisurely in the room. When he saw her coming in, he nodded and smiled at her gently.
Shanggeer sat down as if nothing was wrong, came over and asked him: "What kind of tea is this? I taste it so happily!"
"This is the Dahongpao of Wuyi Mountain." Zhu Ziqi also smiled like a normal person: "Boil it with snow water collected in winter, the taste will be better."
Shangge interrupted him: "Oh, don't say it. Actually, I don't understand tea. I get a headache after listening to it. Tell me something interesting."
Zhu Ziqi smiled tolerantly, with a warm smile that was familiar to her.
The two of them deliberately avoided mentioning the hidden conspiracy and chatted calmly.
We chatted until the sun set in the middle of the day, then stood up and stretched after singing: "I've been talking for a long time, and I'm hungry." She turned her head and looked at Zhu Ziqi seriously: "Don't you have anything to say to me?
?”
"Nothing else, just a story." Zhu Ziqi slowly raised his eyes: "Singing, do you want to hear it?"
Shangge sat down again and nodded.
Zhu Ziqi poured a cup of tea for her and a cup of tea for himself.
He took a careful sip. After brewing for too long, the tea was already bitter. He smiled to himself. This bitterness was not even half as good as what he felt in his heart.
"Twenty years ago, there was a wandering child in Jiangdu City. He was originally the young master of a wealthy family in Jiangdu. Just because his parents died early, all the family property fell into the hands of his uncle. The uncle bullied him because he was young and kicked him out.
The door is closed."
The beautiful child was living on the street, but the master who was fond of pedophilia saw him and coaxed him back home. Three days later, he found an opportunity to escape, and he had already lost his human form. The child held on for breath and crawled to the ruined temple outside the city.
, huddled behind the clay Bodhisattva and fell unconscious.
When he woke up again, a fifteen-year-old boy in front of him smiled at him, hugged him in his arms, and took him to the village.
That year, the child was only six years old.
At the age of six, he had already been deeply forbearing, burying the seeds of hatred deep in his heart, just waiting for the day when that hatred would blossom into the flowers of sin.
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy had a kind heart and a warm smile. He always held the child in his arms and cherished everything about him. For nearly twenty years, he grew up under the care of this person.
, learning martial arts and studying, this person is like a father, a brother and a friend, and he will never be replaced in his life.
Later, the child learned martial arts successfully, so he went down the mountain without telling this person, and found his own family to recover his blood debt.
His hands were stained with blood. When the man came, he couldn't stop him in time, so he felt so guilty that he stood in the courtyard for most of the night.
But he didn't take it seriously at all. He met a group of like-minded people, formed a small gang, and started robbing the rich to give to the poor. The man couldn't stop him, and was afraid that he would get into trouble with the officials, so he had to join the gang.
, always remind him. They all respect that person as a great person, but that person never only cares about him.
But the hatred in his heart was so hot, how could it be extinguished by just a little blood?
On the day of his parents' memorial day, he went to pay homage outside Jiangdu City and met a man.
The blood of hatred boiled. The man was an old friend. He was the man who bullied him when he was young and raped him wantonly. Later, this man moved away and disappeared. He had nowhere to seek revenge, but this man escaped.
Tribulation. However, the natural cycle has its own destiny. I didn't expect it to come to my door now.
He killed the hypocrite and avenged his eldest brother's name in a prank, but did not notice that the man's entourage was still hidden in the woods. It was this act of revenge that cost him his life.
The government's investigation was very strict, and he was gradually exposed, and the brothers in the village were panicked.
One day he fell into an especially deep sleep, and when he woke up, he found that the man had taken the initiative to find an opportunity, admitted his crime, and went to hell in his place.