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The young man slowly walked around Shen Jiu and turned around him for half a circle.

Shen Ji tightened his face and licked his lips. Although it was overcast, his shoulders were trembling slightly, and he was very scared, but he was calm.

Suddenly, the young master of the autumn squatted and was kneeling on his back. Shen Jiu suddenly fell to the ground.

The young master of autumn sneered: "Why, I didn't dare to fight back this time?"

Shen Jiu touched a nose of gray and blood, whispered: "The young master is forgiving. I don't know if it is you."

The young master of autumn said: "Don't know? I don't know if you dare to provoke me!"

He slaps and slaps Shen Ji to the ground. The latter's head slams out of the muffled sound, and two nosebleeds flow down the chin. The young master of the autumn has got a lot of fun from it, and he has a lot of fun playing with the ball.

Shen Qingqiu: ...

Does this person have S like it? The abnormal metamorphosis of the perverted person is really sour!

So dozens of times back and forth, Shen Jiu finally couldn’t help but shouted: "What do you want?!"

The young master of autumn laughed viciously: "You are now a member of our family. Naturally, what do I want?"

Suddenly, a soft girl voice sounded outside the door: "Brother? Brother? Are you inside?"

When the young master of the autumn heard the sister call, his face changed, and the rope of Shen Jiu was untied. He whispered: "Take your face! Dare to say a word, want your life!"

Shen Jiu hated and feared, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, dare to anger and dare not speak, the evil smack wiped two on his face, wiped the nosebleeds and gray soil. The young master of autumn has changed his expression, opened the door, and smiled at the spring breeze: "How did you come over?"

Shen Qingqiu finally knows how the character of the original goods is formed in the face of the yin, and most of them are formed by the young master of the autumn...

Qiu Haiyan wore a lavender brocade coat and a pair of white satin boots on his feet. He stepped into the door and said: "I heard that my brother bought a personal and came over to see what it is like."

She saw a teenager standing in the corner, bowed her head, shivered her hands, her face was very clear, her eyes lit up, and she walked over and smiled and said: "You are a little nine?"

Shen Jiu boring head boring brain, one sentence does not answer. The young master of the autumn stood behind his sister, revealing the threat, and smiled: "He doesn't like to talk very much, his temper is tight."

Begonia took his hand and said, "Why don't you talk about it? Tell me about it, okay?"

Her voice is soft, her tone is close, and it is a naive and innocent state. No one can bear to give a bad face. Shen Jiu originally had a slap in the face, but he couldn’t help a little girl to be so soft-skinned. His look was loose and he turned his head.

Seeing this, Shen Qingqiu has a little thought. The begonias of the girlhood are a bit similar to Ning Yingying. It turns out that Shen Jiu has always liked this type.

Qiu Haijun saw it and clap his hands: "Brother, he is really fun. I like him a little."

The young master of the autumn smiles and laughs: "I like him very much."

Shen Jiu heard the word "like" and couldn't help himself.

When I remembered it, suddenly the whole picture faded.

Several people present were disappearing without a trace. Shen Qingqiu, immediately understand that this is the occurrence of the fault described by the dream. Due to the incomplete memory of the original goods left in his body, the faults will be very frequent. The last paragraph of memory has ended, and now is the beginning of another memory.

The scene is still this room. Shen Jiu was not tied this time, his nose and face were swollen on the ground, his fingers were licking the carpet velvet, and his fingers were bloody.

Suddenly, there were two sounds of slamming the door. A teenager outside pressed his voice and shouted: "Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu?"

Upon listening to this voice, Shen Jiu’s move, rushed to the door and put his face to the lock: "Seven brothers!"

The young boy outside: "Small, I sneak in."

Shen Qingqiu originally couldn't guess who was outside the door, but changed his mind. The name of Shen Jiu has a nine-character name because it is ranked ninth in the hands of traffickers. Then go up, naturally there is one two three four five six seven eight It is.

However, Shen Jiu actually had good friends, which really made Shen Qingqiu somewhat surprised.

The door was uploaded with a bang, and it seemed that the outside person was shaking the door. Shen Jiudao: "It's useless. There are five or six lanes inside. The window is locked."

The boy worried: "I didn't run this time, they didn't tell you how?"

The anger of Shen Jiuhui came up and said: "What happened to me? Are you stupid? I have been shutting this for two days and interrupted my two legs. What do you say?!"

In fact, Shen Qingqiu saw clearly that although he had a good fight and could not walk, his legs were good and he was interrupted. The boy could not see the situation inside the door. It seemed to be true. He said: "I am not good."

Shen Jiu said: "Of course you are not good! I am dependent on you. Those newcomers are not familiar with them. They are stepped on by stepping on them. What are you going to do? You are afraid of our fate." I can't afford it!! You don't come out, how can I help you? I don't help you, how can I get him, how can I buy me for the last name?! He doesn't buy me, how can I do this?! Two days and one small Play for three days and play me as a dog!"

The boy couldn’t stop talking: "I’m sorry, it’s all bad for me.”

Sure enough, if Shen Jiu’s character has friends, then the other party must have a bad temper. After apologizing a few times, Shen Jiu was barely dissipated, saying: "Okay! I have never talked about this sinful thing in my life. I will give you the loyalty once in my life."

The boy was grateful: "The Seven Brothers know. You must compensate you in the future."

Shen Jiu sucked his nose and said: "I still say what will happen in the future. Like you, you will be in the hands of human teeth, and you will be the life of a human tooth in the future."

The boy said: "Small nine, I just came to tell you about this. I have to go, today is to say goodbye to you."

Shen Ji was taken aback and the upper body immediately sat up: "Go? Where are you going?"

The boy named Qi Ge said: "I can't stay here. The autumn family is strong in the city. We can't beat it. We can't escape. There are so many sects in the world. I have to vote for one. Immortal, come back to save you."

Suddenly, the eyes of Shen Jiu suddenly gave off bright and dazzling brilliance: "Seven brothers, I heard that there is a fairy mountain in the east. Every year, I will recruit disciples with excellent qualifications. Will you go there?"

The boy said: "I don't know. But I will try it. There is always a party to accept me."

Shen Jiu whispered: "If I am not here, I can go with you..." His face couldn’t help but reveal the color of his sigh. After a while, he sighed again and said: Seven brothers, you should not be so impulsive in the future. Every time it is bad. This time I am unlucky, you can cast the sects of the immortals, and what should you do?"

The boy shouted: "I must remember."

Shen Jiuqiang climbed up, because of hope, the voice is eager: "Seven brothers, you must remember to say, you must come back to save me!"

The Seven Brothers seemed to nod and nodded and said: "Good! You have to endure, and when I learn, I will definitely take you away!"

The two teenagers were silent for a while across the door. Shen Jiuwen: "Are you gone?"

The boy was busy: "Not yet. I am waiting for you to talk."

Shen Jiudao: "Seven brothers, come over and let me see you from the crack in the door. I don't know if I will see you in a few years."

The boy said: "Okay." Shen Jiu tried to raise his body and put his face toward the door.

Shen Qingqiu was very curious, and he followed it up, crossed the very thin door and looked out.

...WTF!

Shen Qingqiu is not rushing for the other's face. If it is, then it is good, but the key is the teenager outside the door - especially a big face! ! !

It’s like a mosaic! ! !

Although I said at the beginning of the dream, there is a certain probability of face blur and memory faults, but this probability is really hit by Shen Qingqiu, he still has a strong hematemesis*.

Can't you fix this BUG? !

I really want to know what this face looks like!

Just as Shen Qingqiu is going to wear the door and see if the distance can be removed from the near point, the memory is broken again.

This time the scene is a study.

The young master of the autumn wrote on the case, and Shen Jiu stood aside and gave him a silent ink.

At this time, Shen Jiu was no longer a thin teenager. He was tall and tall, and he was slender in his peers. He stood there and served with a cold book.

When a piece of paper is about to be finished, Shen Jiu said with a low eyebrow: "Young master, there is one thing..."

The young master of autumn did not raise his eyes: "What do you want to say, is it the swindler of the city?"

Shen Jiu argued: "The predecessor is not a liar."

The young master of the autumn put a pen on the pen, and said: "You will stay at this house honestly, be your aunt, and live with my sister." What do you want to do with so many illusory things?"

Silence for a while, suddenly, Shen Ji gnashed his teeth: "... Live a life... I don't want to live like this!"

The young master finally lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, slamming his foot on his calf.

Shen Jiu plopped and fell to the ground.

Have these two years been the way to get along with each other for so many years...

The young master of Qiu got up and left his seat and sneered: "Teach you so many years, the things you learned are actually not comparable to the evil tricks of the swindlers."

Shen Jiu touched a nose of gray and blood, whispered: "That is not a evil trick, it is a fairy."

The young master of the autumn came and pulled his hair, and the relatives said: "Is it a good thing? Is it difficult for you to cultivate this fairy?"

Shen Jiuyi didn't want to hide his hand. The young master slowly patted his head. The action was full of insults. He smiled and said: "You don't count, you want to be a fairy?"

The author has something to say: save the manuscript box. Next time, thank you to the angels who threw the thunder!

Why do many people say that they don’t remember, and Qiu Haiyan clearly brushed the sense of existence in the Holy Land. Σ(°△°)_