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Wen Ning approached Si Zhui, and every move was so cautious.
lansizhuiThe younger generation of the Lan family of Gusu was named Lan Wan.
wenningDo you know who gave you your name?
lansizhuiThe name is naturally given by the parents.
lansizhuiMr. Wen, is there something wrong with my name?
wenningYou look a lot like a distant relative of mine.
wenningMay I call you Ah Yuan?
Wenning, who was allowed, was clearly happy.
wenningAh Yuan, have you had a good time these years?
lansizhuiI'm having a good time.
lansizhuiHanguang-kun is like a brother and a father to me, and he taught me the piano and swordsmanship.
wenningI bought it when I passed by the pier just now. I think you will like it and give it to you.
Wen Ning took out a grass butterfly, and Si Zhui also took out the grass butterfly he bought. It turned out that both of them bought this, which was a coincidence.
Wen Ning's eyes suddenly wetted.
Jin Ling saw that Wen Ning stretched out his hand to touch Si Zhui's face, and suddenly drew his sword and stabbed Wen Ning.
Si Chui quickly stood in front of Wen Ning and stopped Jin Ling.
Jin Ling pushed him, and Si Zhui was unsteady and nearly fell into the lake.
I hurriedly cast the spell, and the pure-colored spiritual power poured out from the palm of my hand, turning into an invisible belt, holding Si Chui's waist and helping him stand.
lansizhuiThank you girl in white.
xiangfenglingIt's okay. It's okay.
xiangfenglingWhat are you doing?
lanjingyiIt wasn't that Jin Ling almost pushed Si Zhui down the lake.
lanjingyiJin Ling, why are you like this, Si Zhui provoked you?
ouyangzizhenYes, he is for your own good, you don't appreciate it, why push people.
The disciple watching the play next to him also pointed: "It's really undisciplined and uneducated."
jinlingYes! I'm so bad, how!
This tone is a bit of a broken jar.
The disciples' words became more and more unpleasant, "What kind of temper are you losing? It's unreasonable."
"You really have the temper of the eldest lady. If you say it, you will explode. You have no education at all, and you take us as who we are."
lanjingyiIt was obviously you who moved first, but why did you become fierce?
jinlingI am no one to discipline, and it is not your turn to discipline me!
xiangfenglingStop, stop, stop arguing.
My head is so loud.
Just then, Wei Ying came over.
weiyingWenning, what's the matter?
wenningSir, I'm sorry. It's all my fault...
Jin Ling raised his sword and pointed at Wen Ning in a rage.
jinlingDon't pretend to be with me here!
weiyingJin Ling, put down the sword.
jinlingI won't let it go, I won't let it go!
jinlingThis is my father's sword, and I won't let it go.
Jin Ling squatted down on the spot and hugged Suihuajian and cried, tears flowed down, and no one present came forward to comfort him.
At a critical moment, this king still has to appear.
xiangfenglingDon't you cry.
Damn, this kid ignores me.
xiangfenglingDo you want a small gift for you?
jinlingI do not want! Get out of here, go away! woohoo...
He turned his face to the other side, didn't look at me, and continued to cry.
I can't believe I can't coax a child.
Suddenly I remembered that I was practicing how to compress my spiritual power into a small ball recently.
Make the ball into the shape of two little humans to accompany Jin Ling.
Well, make it look like Senior Sister and Jin Zixuan.
A moment later, a golden little man the size of a thumb climbed onto Jin Ling's sword and stood on the hilt of the sword, staring at him blankly.
A purple little man flew to Jin Ling's face and stretched out his small hand to catch Jin Ling's tears. Unexpectedly, her figure was too small and the tears were too big, and she directly smashed the little purple man into Jin Ling's hand.
The little purple man touched his head, stood up wet, and shook the salty tears on his body.
jinlingWho is this golden little man, why is he so ugly.
I said it was your father, do you believe it?
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Thanks for the gold coins, the second one will be delivered tonight.
