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Qiao Yanran and Mengmeng talk and walk.
When they passed a fork, Qiao Yanran heard a voice coming from a distance,
she picked her eyebrows and felt a little curious.
Qiao Yanran thought of this and walked in the direction of the intersection.
Not to mention, other places are covered with weeds, potholes, but this section of the road is unexpectedly flat and wide.
But the trees here are more luxuriant, the sun is not shining, walking a little cold.
Qiao Yan Ran separated this far away, saw about a large dark shadow, roughly a calculation, I'm afraid there are hundreds of people.
They were all dressed in black robes, all wrapped up, and there was a huge tribute table in front of them.
A tripod the size of a sea bowl was placed on the table. The incense with a small finger was thick enough to burn most of it, and a vast white smoke rose in the air.
On the left and right sides of the tripod are a fat pig's head and some fruits.
The pig's head is very fresh. It should be that it was not long after the pig was killed. The whole tribute table was dyed blood red by the dripping blood. The faces of the people were serious and they were chanting words. It was like an ancient and holy ceremony.
Qiao Yan Ran sees this scene, the position of the heart, is to jump abruptly.
She was a little familiar with the scene, but she couldn't remember it If you try to think about it, the brain still has a sharp sting, a vast expanse of white.
Joe Yan Ran closed eyes, slow for a while.
Her memory seems to be incomplete. She lost some very important memories
Qiao Yanran didn't continue to think about it in order to make her suffer less, but she always felt that the ceremony was evil.
These hundreds of people are also full of strange and evil.
This is the place where GUI Hu and human domain are bordered. Can we say that these people, no, these things, are from Gui Hu?
It's not a small possibility.
But now her strength has been sealed, there are 80% of these people do not look like easy to provoke, she still slipped away.
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Qiao Yanran meets Yang carpenter.
After going down the mountain, the road is easy to walk. Mengmeng struggles to jump from Qiao Yanran's arms, and her fat little hand grasps the corner of her clothes tightly.
After a long walk, they left the door.
"That little slut, stole my mother's old sow that gave birth to her baby?! If I catch her, I'll never let her go! " A shrewd looking woman, standing in the middle of the road, spoke out loud at the top of her voice.
Next to carpenter Yang's house is a pig farm of considerable scale.
On weekdays, as long as there is a wind, the yard is full of pig manure smell, it is fragrant ten miles, very top.
However, there is more pig manure. On weekdays, the neighborhood leaders don't need to buy any fertilizer. They have ready-made pig manure to use and choose at any time.
Qiao Yan Ran looked at her one eye, some unexpected pick eyebrows.
Lost the pig?
It's not supposed to be.
This pig farm, as long as the iron gate is closed, is absolutely tight, I'm afraid mosquitoes can't get in.
However, the pig factory keeps three or four dogs, which is fierce. On weekdays, as long as someone walks around the pig factory, it's a burst of dog barking.
Besides, such a large sow is not a small thing that can be put into the pocket. It's very difficult to steal an old sow that weighs several hundred jin silently.
What's wrong with this ability?
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Qiao Yanran and Mengmeng talk and walk.
When they passed a fork, Qiao Yanran heard a voice coming from a distance,
she picked her eyebrows and felt a little curious.
Qiao Yanran thought of this and walked in the direction of the intersection.
Not to mention, other places are covered with weeds, potholes, but this section of the road is unexpectedly flat and wide.
But the trees here are more luxuriant, the sun is not shining, walking a little cold.
Qiao Yan Ran separated this far away, saw about a large dark shadow, roughly a calculation, I'm afraid there are hundreds of people.
They were all dressed in black robes, all wrapped up, and there was a huge tribute table in front of them.
A tripod the size of a sea bowl was placed on the table. The incense with a small finger was thick enough to burn most of it, and a vast white smoke rose in the air.
On the left and right sides of the tripod are a fat pig's head and some fruits.
The pig's head is very fresh. It should be that it was not long after the pig was killed. The whole tribute table was dyed blood red by the dripping blood. The faces of the people were serious and they were chanting words. It was like an ancient and holy ceremony.
Qiao Yan Ran sees this scene, the position of the heart, is to jump abruptly.
She was a little familiar with the scene, but she couldn't remember it If you try to think about it, the brain still has a sharp sting, a vast expanse of white.
Joe Yan Ran closed eyes, slow for a while.
Her memory seems to be incomplete. She lost some very important memories
Qiao Yanran didn't continue to think about it in order to make her suffer less, but she always felt that the ceremony was evil.
These hundreds of people are also full of strange and evil.
This is the place where GUI Hu and human domain are bordered. Can we say that these people, no, these things, are from Gui Hu?
It's not a small possibility.
But now her strength has been sealed, there are 80% of these people do not look like easy to provoke, she still slipped away.
*
*
Qiao Yanran meets Yang carpenter.
After going down the mountain, the road is easy to walk. Mengmeng struggles to jump from Qiao Yanran's arms, and her fat little hand grasps the corner of her clothes tightly.
After a long walk, they left the door.
"That little slut, stole my mother's old sow that gave birth to her baby?! If I catch her, I'll never let her go! " A shrewd looking woman, standing in the middle of the road, spoke out loud at the top of her voice.
Next to carpenter Yang's house is a pig farm of considerable scale.
On weekdays, as long as there is a wind, the yard is full of pig manure smell, it is fragrant ten miles, very top.
However, there is more pig manure. On weekdays, the neighborhood leaders don't need to buy any fertilizer. They have ready-made pig manure to use and choose at any time.
Qiao Yan Ran looked at her one eye, some unexpected pick eyebrows.
Lost the pig?
It's not supposed to be.
This pig farm, as long as the iron gate is closed, is absolutely tight, I'm afraid mosquitoes can't get in.
However, the pig factory keeps three or four dogs, which is fierce. On weekdays, as long as someone walks around the pig factory, it's a burst of dog barking.
Besides, such a large sow is not a small thing that can be put into the pocket. It's very difficult to steal an old sow that weighs several hundred jin silently.
What's wrong with this ability?
Qiao Yanran and Mengmeng talk and walk. When they passed a fork, Qiao Yanran heard a voice coming from a distance, she picked her eyebrows and felt a little curious. Qiao Yanran thought of this and walked in the direction of the intersection. Not to mention, other places are covered with weeds, potholes, but this section of the road is unexpectedly flat and wide. But the trees here are more luxuriant, the sun is not shining, walking a little cold. Qiao Yan Ran separated this far away, saw about a large dark shadow, roughly a calculation, I'm afraid there are hundreds of people. They were all dressed in black robes, all wrapped up, and there was a huge tribute table in front of them. A tripod the size of a sea bowl was placed on the table. The incense with a small finger was thick enough to burn most of it, and a vast white smoke rose in the air. On the left and right sides of the tripod are a fat pig's head and some fruits. The pig's head is very fresh. It should be that it was not long after the pig was killed. The whole tribute table was dyed blood red by the dripping blood. The faces of the people were serious and they were chanting words. It was like an ancient and holy ceremony. Qiao Yan Ran sees this scene, the position of the heart, is to jump abruptly. She was a little familiar with the scene, but she couldn't remember it If you try to think about it, the brain still has a sharp sting, a vast expanse of white. Joe Yan Ran closed eyes, slow for a while. Her memory seems to be incomplete. She lost some very important memories Qiao Yanran didn't continue to think about it in order to make her suffer less, but she always felt that the ceremony was evil. These hundreds of people are also full of strange and evil. This is the place where GUI Hu and human domain are bordered. Can we say that these people, no, these things, are from Gui Hu? It's not a small possibility. But now her strength has been sealed, there are 80% of these people do not look like easy to provoke, she still slipped away. ** Qiao Yanran meets Yang carpenter. After going down the mountain, the road is easy to walk. Mengmeng struggles to jump from Qiao Yanran's arms, and her fat little hand grasps the corner of her clothes tightly. After a long walk, they left the door. "That little slut, stole my mother's old sow that gave birth to her baby?! If I catch her, I'll never let her go! " A shrewd looking woman, standing in the middle of the road, spoke out loud at the top of her voice. Next to carpenter Yang's house is a pig farm of considerable scale. On weekdays, as long as there is a wind, the yard is full of pig manure smell, it is fragrant ten miles, very top. However, there is more pig manure. On weekdays, the neighborhood leaders don't need to buy any fertilizer. They have ready-made pig manure to use and choose at any time. Qiao Yan Ran looked at her one eye, some unexpected pick eyebrows. Lost the pig? It's not supposed to be. This pig farm, as long as the iron gate is closed, is absolutely tight, I'm afraid mosquitoes can't get in. However, the pig factory keeps three or four dogs, which is fierce. On weekdays, as long as someone walks around the pig factory, it's a burst of dog barking. Besides, such a large sow is not a small thing that can be put into the pocket. It's very difficult to steal an old sow that weighs several hundred jin silently. What's wrong with this ability?
