1000 billion wealthy family: reborn male god baby wife

Chapter 659 The Beautiful Boy Buried Alive

Jun Moran and his party took a plane, and only took a car to the middle of the mountain in the afternoon.

Like ordinary tourists, several people took pictures from time to time, admiring and enjoying the fun of the tour.

The incense is flourishing here, and there are many trustees.

The temple was filled with smog when entering. The monks were selling all kinds of Buddhist supplies, with a relaxed expression, and they could not see the hard work and fatigue of people in the big city from [-] to [-] in the morning.

He had never been here before, but Jun Moran was confident, and led the way with Bao Xiaoai in his arms.

They walked around the tree-lined road, turned to the back mountain, and walked a deciduous path where not many people walked. The more they walked, the more desolate they went.

Some noises were faintly heard.

"Wait!" Ling Qi said softly suddenly, he took a long leg, and quickly walked in front of the few, just like a cat, without making a sound, walked south along the forest, about two minutes, he was originally Returning, lips moved slightly, almost silently, "Someone is digging a grave over there."

Can graves be dug casually here in Mount Jiuhua?

Jun Moran asked, "Are you dead?"

Bo Xiaoai felt that her husband's IQ was too high, and she couldn't understand it.

Dig a grave if you are not dead.

"The body is soft."

"Save him." He made a gesture, and another bodyguard touched Ling Qi together.

Only the sound of fighting was heard.

About two or three minutes later, everything returned to calm again.

Jun Moran led Bo Xiaoai in.

In fact, there is a gentle slope where the woods are not deep, and there is a natural shelter from the wind below. They dug a small hole in the hole. The hole is only about half a meter deep, and it is estimated that they just dug it.

Two fleshy men were sleeping peacefully on the ground. Although they were wearing very rustic clothes, they were wearing new X-brand leather shoes worth several hundred yuan. The snow-white sock cuffs exposed from the bottom of their trousers could be preliminarily judged as to their identities. It should be a disguise.

This can be confirmed by taking a closer look, the location of calluses on their hands, and the smoothness of their skin.

And the one who was going to be buried by them was an extremely beautiful boy, or girl?

Anyway, just looking at that face, you can't tell the difference between a man and a woman for a while. You can only see that he is about fifteen or sixteen years old. His facial features are extremely delicate, and he is very thin. Some of them are no longer fat to eat.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly. The young man opened his eyes, looked at Bo Xiaoai in a daze, and then closed them weakly. After a few seconds, he tried to open them again. His dark eyes stared at Bo Xiaoai. There was a gentle and almost shy expression on his face, his thin lips moved slightly, his voice was soft and weak, but there was a trace of surprise: "Are you a fairy?"

The corner of Jun Moran's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that he might have caused another big trouble for himself.

However, this child is so powerful, and it is rare that he is not a white-eyed wolf. There are too many benefits in saving him, and he does not want him to be threatened by that kind of person who is not as good as a pig or a dog, let alone a hero who saved the beauty. The routine is well-designed.

Jun Moran made a gesture, and Ling Qi asked the bodyguard to carry the boy and four of them down the path.

Jun Moran led the way, and the group quickly descended the mountain.

The front mountain and the back mountain of Jiuhua Mountain are simply two worlds.

The back mountain is the same as the usual mountain countryside, with dirt roads and donkey carts! !

When Bo Xiaoai sat in the donkey cart, she couldn't believe it. Anyway, it was the first time in her life to ride in a donkey cart.

(End of this chapter)