The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

  Chapter 1322 God of Wealth leads the red line

  It didn't take long for the people from Tianji Pavilion to leave.

  I heard that the three elders of Tianji Pavilion, one of them had already reached his birthday and passed away in one night.

  The other two elders are said to be disbanding the Tianji Pavilion.

  Many disciples and disciples knelt on the ground and couldn't help begging. Most of the disciples were homeless orphans. The two elders of Tianji Pavilion discussed that if so many people were put down the mountain, it would be a disaster to the community.

   So he had to order the gate to be closed for a thousand years, and disciples were not allowed to go down the mountain.

  And Yu Qingfeng, the master of Tianji Pavilion, vowed to oppose it to death.

  When Tianji Pavilion closed the gate a few years ago, he had been operating in it.

  Until the opening of the mountain gate, he quickly operated and received a large number of believers in the mortal world.

  If the mountain gate is closed at this moment, it will still be a thousand years!

  When the mountain gate opens, I am afraid that no one in the mortal world will remember the Tianji Pavilion. His deployment and expansion over the years will fall short.

  He strongly opposed, but the elder Taishang is higher than the pavilion master, where did he become the master.

  Because of his wrong judgments over the years, he still used the Heavenly Secret Pavilion for personal gain, and the elder Taishang expelled him from the gate in a rage.

  But all this has nothing to do with Jiang Huailu.

  Jiang Huailu is now unsteady and unable to repair a human form. Lu Huaijiang can only take her around every day.

  Take her to see the outside world.

  Axun followed the two of them, chirping.

  At this moment, a carriage galloped up, and Ah Xun suddenly stood still on the spot as if stiff.

  Watching the carriage rush towards her, Lulu stretched out his hand and pulled her to the corner.

Da da da……

  The carriage galloped away along the dust.

  Lu Huaijiang looked at her in surprise, and Ah Xun seemed to raise his hand and caress his heart, unable to recover.

  "Am I doing something wrong?" Lulu looked confused.

  Lu Huaijiang took a deep breath, did not reply, just looked at Ah Xun and said, "Are there any uncomfortable things with you now?"

  Lulu also looked over.

   realized that Ah Xun's face was wrong.

  Axun looked at them with a confused and innocent look: "Why my heart beats so fast, and my heart is tightened, it is very uncomfortable."

  Lulu didn’t quite understand, but as soon as she lowered her head, she saw that the invisible red ribbon on her wrist was shimmering.

   "Ah." Lulu patted his forehead.

   then looked at her with weird eyes.

  Axun’s love is here, her hit man.

   "Who is so weird and writes such old and clichéd passages for her? Even the storytellers in teahouses don't tell such stories anymore."

   "What are you talking about? Why don't I understand, what is it, what is it?"

   asked Ah Xun jumped feet.

  Lulu touched her head with a deep look: "Children don't ask." Just leave according to this **** fate.

   is too vulgar, too vulgar.

  Yue old taste is not good.

  Then the two went to the restaurant for lunch. They heard that there was a haunted mountain three hundred miles outside the city, and Lulu was still clamoring to go and see.

  But today’s time is not enough, I can only book tomorrow to go again.

   As soon as he returned to the mansion, he saw the **** of wealth wearing a golden suit, holding a red thread in his hand.

  The red thread twisted into a ball, as if it could not be untied.

  "Are you back? Yuelao went out recently, so I will take the post of Yuelao temporarily. By the way, last time you asked Yuelao to write a life for a pair of lovers. Yuelao is busy, and I will do it for you."

   "Tell you guys, I read more than ten books of love and love before writing them. They must have a vigorous and wonderful life." The God of Wealth was proud.

  Lu Huaijiang and Jiang Huailu looked at each other.

  Cab, a man of vulgar taste, he delivered it to the door!

  (End of this chapter)