The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1308 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (96)

"Brother Lian Mo, what... what's going on here?" Nangong Wubing was lifted up from the ground by Lian Mo, his body was still full of fear, and he looked out of the window, fearing another gust of wind would blow.

"I don't know either." Lian Mo shook his head.

"This wind...how can it be so strong?" Nangong Wubing sat down slowly with Lian Mo's support, his eyes were still looking out of the window, "It's the first time I've encountered such a strong wind when I grow up, and , this gust of wind is still blowing into the house..."

"Brother Lian Mo, will there be another wind blowing in?" He asked, his voice full of worry.

'Host, this gust of wind is caused by me. ' Jiuye's voice.

"I can probably guess that it was you who scratched..." Jing Qingran waved her hands inwardly.

Otherwise, how could a gust of wind blow in all of a sudden?Too strange.

'Host, that note, has been scratched away. ' Jiuye said again.

'well done. Jing Qingran gave it a thumbs up in his heart.

Jiuye smiled and shook his head.

Lian Mo lit the lights that had been blown out by the wind, Jing Qingran got up and helped up the things in the house that were blown to this side by the wind and put them in order.

At this time, Lian Mo remembered the piece of paper, and the piece of paper was no longer in his hands. Before, the strong wind blew violently, and he was a little shaken by the strong wind. After Nangong fell to the ground without illness, he was also a little flustered, flustered During the process, the strength of holding the paper in the hand was lightened, and the paper was blown away by the wind.

"Brother Lian Mo, where is that piece of paper?" Nangong Wubing asked.

"That piece of paper..." Lian Mo's eyes looked around for the piece of paper, because he didn't know if the piece of paper was still in the room.

"The piece of paper was blown out of the window by the wind just now." Jing Qingran said.

It was said that Nangong was not sick but felt a little pain in his heart.

He thought in his heart: Could it be that God is stopping him?

Why?Why is it like this every time?
Last time, the paper turned into blank paper, this time, the paper was blown away by the wind...

What the hell is going on here?He scolded his mother with anger in his heart, very angry.

Nangong Wubing ran towards the window, stuck out his head and looked out of the window, the night was vast, but the white paper could not be seen.

"No disease..." Lian Mo walked to his side, and could see the sad emotion on his face.

"Brother Lian Mo..." Nangong Wubing turned his head with watery eyes. Compared with boys' eyes, his eyes were larger than those of boys. He looked at him with tears in his eyes, "Brother Lian Mo..."

"No disease, what's wrong?" He looked at him, why were his eyes so teary?
"Brother Lian Mo...Could it be...Could it be that God doesn't let me give you the note? Could it be that God is against me giving you the note?" He said, tears streaming down his face.

If it was someone else, he could still resist, using all his strength to resist, but if it was God... what would he use to resist?

Not everyone can do such a thing against the sky.

"No disease, don't think too much, it's just a gust of wind." Lian Mo comforted him.

"But, this gust of wind is too coincidental, why, it doesn't blow early, it doesn't blow late, why is it blowing at that time?" Nangong Wubing said with tears.

"Perhaps it's just a coincidence." Lian Mo said.

"Brother Lian Mo... I... I'm so sad. I don't want God to stop me. I don't want that every time I want to be with you, all kinds of things will happen to stop the two of us. I don't want..." He said, tears streaming down his face, extremely sad.

(End of this chapter)