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Three people with bruised noses and swollen faces said: "Dragon? The nine sons of the dragon are sooooooooo..."

Meng Er tightly covered his mouth: "Stop, if you keep talking, even the gods can't save you."

Pay and look at Vince Ren expectantly.

Ren Vince crossed his chest and the corners of his mouth fell into a straight line.

The fingertips folded under his arm stretched out, Jiang Ke held his upper arm and began to smooth the hair: "Let's get down to business first?"

Ren Vince paid it off and put it down, but he was not angry, just unhappy.

Anyone walking on the road and being called daddy by other strangers in front of their partner would be unhappy.

Pay salary and pull the silly mushroom sitting on the ground.

It was a bit heavy after paying it off and still carrying that black bag on my back.

He didn't cooperate with the payment, so he couldn't be pulled up after paying him.

After paying the salary, he squatted down helplessly, his suit pants stretched tight, he sighed, and began to do ideological work for the angry little mushroom.

Pay: "He is not your father. He is so tall and you are so short. He will know you when you grow taller."

Only then did Fu Qinghe look up at Fu Xin: "I want daddy."

Fu Zhi cursed in a low voice: "You little heartless person."

Then he continued to coax him patiently: "Well, that little mushroom should grow taller quickly."

Pay it forward and echo: "Grow taller and want a daddy."

Paying salary looked at Ren Jiang and Ren Jiang walking side by side, and said perfunctorily: "If you want it, the little mushroom has to be obedient, you know."

Paying off and bowing his head, his not-so-smart mind seemed to be in chaos again.

After a long while, he paid and raised his head: "I want uncle too."

At first, Pay Pay didn't realize what Pay Pay and what he said. When he heard clearly, he couldn't find his words for the first time in the shopping mall.

Pay salary and stutter: "Yeah, Qinghe is so good."

The happy little mushroom shook its fleshy stem, took his uncle's hand and followed Vince and Ren, like a little tail that couldn't be shaken off easily.

Ren Wensi acted quickly, and the "remnants" of the two monks and more than a hundred believers were recovered.

Ren Vince took back the pen and put it in his pocket.

No matter how many times he watched it, Jiang Ke still felt disillusioned with the temporary recovery device for ghosts on the surface of the pen.

Not cool at all.

Ren Vince looked at Fu Qinghe who was following him, then turned to Fu Qinghe and said, "Ask him to put down that bag."

I don’t feel happy to pay to pick up the bag, pay it off and protect it.

Pay off and: "Food, grow taller."

Paying no attention to the child's insignificant struggle, he still took the black bag off his body.

Paying off and watching helplessly, the bag got further and further away from him.

After raising the bag in front of Ren Vince, Jiang Ke squatted down and tried to unzip it.

Stopped by Vince Ren.

The black mist on Ren Vince's body condensed into tentacles, and he lifted the black bag into the air and tore it open.

Inside were pieces of meat with bright red cuts, mixed together, and mixed with colorful clothing fabrics.

Song Xingqing, who saw this scene from a distance, covered her mouth and cried bitterly.

They are senior students and are about to leave school for internship.

They are ambitious and plan to make a name for themselves with their own abilities.

They are best friends and have agreed not to backstab each other; they have agreed to buy a house together and be door-to-door neighbors; they have agreed to go square dancing together after retirement; they have agreed to not be able to walk even if their hair turns white. Let’s talk about gossip together.

She broke her promise.

Die in the holy place she had longed to visit.

He died in his early twenties.

She loves to be clean, with neatly short hair and evenly cut nails.

After death, it is like a puzzle piece, chopped open from the bones and joints, the flesh and blood are devoured, and the internal organs become tributes to gods and Buddhas.

The young face, split in two and cut along the temples, was fashioned into a bowl for the tributes.

At this time, it was mixed with the flesh and blood of another man, turning into a disgusting puddle of broken limbs.

Who would have thought that she was once such a vivid person...