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Chapter 671 Jojo!

"What should I do if I don't leave?" The girl threw away her anger. She didn't expect the girl to shake her away so hard. Her body suddenly hit the bamboo next to her and then bounced back and fell to the ground.

.The girl didn't even look at her, and she left without looking back.

She lay on the ground and felt like she was falling to the ground. She had no strength to get up and lost all her movements for a moment.

Only by watching the girl's figure gradually fade away, an unknown sadness surged in her heart until the girl's figure was blocked by layers of bamboo and became blurred and blurred until she disappeared completely.

The unexplainable sadness suddenly suppressed her, causing her to lose her ability to move.

She seemed to have forgotten that she was still lying on the ground. Although she could not see the girl, she still kept watching the girl. Until she felt that her nose was extremely congested, she came back to her senses and found herself.

I was already crying, and my heart and mouth were filled with the unbearable bitter, dry and salty taste.

"Jojo, what are you doing?"

A woman's slightly angry voice suddenly came from behind. When she heard this sound, her body stiffened completely, and her whole heart seemed to be hit hard by someone, and even her tears stopped for a moment.

Qiao Qiao? Call me?

Is it not that important to call myself? What is important is that this voice is another familiar voice. Who is this person? She wiped her eyes and couldn't help but pat her head a few times, but why can't she remember it?

Who is it?

"Jojo!" The woman shouted again. Qiaojo, is this calling herself?

Just as she was still wondering whether she was calling herself, a woman's slightly blamed voice came from her ears, "You are a girl, and you are not honest in every family! If you have a good door, you will learn from him as a monkey and climb over the wall!

But go and fall!"

No, no! This is not right! Very wrong! Aren’t you in the bamboo forest by the Weizhu River? You fell and didn’t get up yet. When did you climb over the wall?

Just as I thought of this, I suddenly felt something was wrong on the ground below. It was not the soft bamboo leaves, which made life hurt. I looked up and glanced around and felt like she was struck by lightning.

This is not the edge of the Weizhu River. It is clearly in a yard, lying on the flat red brick floor. On one side is the wall and the other is the stairs.

The footsteps behind her were getting closer and closer. As the man approached, she felt that there was an invisible pressure that made her breathless. She seemed to have a root on the ground and it was difficult to move half way, but her nose became more and more difficult to control.

The more sour it feels. This feeling is brewing before the grievances and wants to cry, and there is an indescribable sadness and joy in my heart.

My brain is still working hard, thinking about where this is? What's wrong with me? I was clearly in Weizhu River just now, why did I just cry and arrive in this yard? Sleepwalking? I didn't fall asleep!

I have lived for so many years and never met me. Did I meet me today? No? Could it be that I was teleported while lying down? It’s really nonsense!

When she thought about it, she sat up. She did this move suddenly, which scared the woman who was approaching her and took a step back involuntarily. She watched the person who scared her sitting on the ground.

When she was in a daze, there was a little more displeasure in the woman's eyes.

She didn't seem to care about the woman's joys and anger, and was still asking for confirmation of what she was thinking. She patted the ground with her hands. The force was getting bigger and the hard ground made her hands hurt. She stared at her red and tender

His palm suddenly widened his eyes, staring at his palm with an incredible expression, and gradually showed horror.

How could this happen? This hand...is not her own hand? When she realized that her palm was not her own, she hurriedly checked her clothes, limbs, hands and feet... This, this - is not her own!


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