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Qiao Yanran held her breath, quickly put her head back, and continued to stick her ears on the corridor. She was highly concentrated and wanted to find some clues.
However, there was no movement outside.
Qiao Yan Ran was so sleepy that her eyelids were fighting. She yawned two times, and some crystal clear tears came out in front of her eyes.
I'm so sleepy.
Seeing that the day is about to dawn, it is estimated that today's events will not have any results. As time goes by, she'd better go back to sleep.
Qiao Yan Ran thought of here, also not too difficult for oneself, along the original road to leave.
When she came to the end of the corridor, she found that the door of the temple had been blocked by steel bars. She pushed hard.
The stone did not move.
Qiao Yan suddenly is a punch, hard hit the stone.
The stone is very hard. Qiao Yanran's small fist is smashed and swollen, but the stone doesn't move at all. After exploring the situation, she can only go back.
I'm going to leave from the back hill.
Qiao Yanran thought it was beautiful, but when she looked back, she found that the door of the corridor was also locked firmly. Her heart sank and her face was dignified.
Now what's the situation? Her actions have been discovered?
Qiao Yanran quickly calmed down, eyes carefully around a circle, quickly looking for the weak point of this corridor.
"Stab -"
the sword in her hand was firmly held in her hand, and she suddenly thrust it towards a certain position on the wall and fiercely thrust it in.
The long sword was played for a while, Qiao Yanran felt the position of the tiger's mouth, was a little hurt by the anti shock, almost could not hold the sword.
Not to mention, the reinforced concrete is quite strong.
Qiao Yanran is two swords cut down again, abruptly from the corridor to split a big hole, petite body from the big hole to leave.
She walked around the village a few times, making sure no one was with her, and finally returned to the carpenter's house.
Qiao Yanran takes off her coat, turns over to bed and embraces Mengmeng in her sleep.
Mengmeng smashes her mouth, finds a comfortable position in Qiao Yanran's arms, arches twice, and sleeps deeply.
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the next day.
Qiao Yanran was awakened by the loud music.
She yawned, sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and glanced at the electronic watch on the wall, which showed the time of half past six.
Qiao Yan Ran was so sleepy that she lay down again, turned over and went on sleeping.
"Dong Dong Dong --"
the door of the room was knocked.
After the carpenter knocked on the door, he didn't wait for someone to open the door for him for a long time, so he directly pushed the door and went in, and came to Qiao Yanran's bed.
"Mengmeng, Qinglan?"
Yang carpenter gently patted Qiao Yanran on the shoulder.
Qiao Yanran just fell asleep. She opened her eyes vaguely, yawned and said, "Dad, what's the matter?"
"Our neighbor died last night. My father wants to help. The meal has been cooked and left by the Kang. You two will remember to get up and eat later. Do you know?"
"The neighbor died? The neighbor? "
Qiao Yan Ran hears this sentence, the whole person instantly sobered up, hastily opens a mouth to ask a way.
No wonder this morning's sad music is so clear. Is it the neighbor who died?
"It's Yang Baoliang, the family in front of us. You have to call him uncle. OK, don't ask so much about your children's home. Just remember to get up later. "
The carpenter waved his hand. After he left, he helped to close the door.
Qiao Yanran looks at the electronic watch in front of her.
Yang Baoliang is only thirty-eight years old today. Yesterday, they met at the entrance of the village. He is very energetic and young. He picked up a basket of copper coins.
Why did he die after one night?
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Qiao Yanran held her breath, quickly put her head back, and continued to stick her ears on the corridor. She was highly concentrated and wanted to find some clues.
However, there was no movement outside.
Qiao Yan Ran was so sleepy that her eyelids were fighting. She yawned two times, and some crystal clear tears came out in front of her eyes.
I'm so sleepy.
Seeing that the day is about to dawn, it is estimated that today's events will not have any results. As time goes by, she'd better go back to sleep.
Qiao Yan Ran thought of here, also not too difficult for oneself, along the original road to leave.
When she came to the end of the corridor, she found that the door of the temple had been blocked by steel bars. She pushed hard.
The stone did not move.
Qiao Yan suddenly is a punch, hard hit the stone.
The stone is very hard. Qiao Yanran's small fist is smashed and swollen, but the stone doesn't move at all. After exploring the situation, she can only go back.
I'm going to leave from the back hill.
Qiao Yanran thought it was beautiful, but when she looked back, she found that the door of the corridor was also locked firmly. Her heart sank and her face was dignified.
Now what's the situation? Her actions have been discovered?
Qiao Yanran quickly calmed down, eyes carefully around a circle, quickly looking for the weak point of this corridor.
"Stab -"
the sword in her hand was firmly held in her hand, and she suddenly thrust it towards a certain position on the wall and fiercely thrust it in.
The long sword was played for a while, Qiao Yanran felt the position of the tiger's mouth, was a little hurt by the anti shock, almost could not hold the sword.
Not to mention, the reinforced concrete is quite strong.
Qiao Yanran is two swords cut down again, abruptly from the corridor to split a big hole, petite body from the big hole to leave.
She walked around the village a few times, making sure no one was with her, and finally returned to the carpenter's house.
Qiao Yanran takes off her coat, turns over to bed and embraces Mengmeng in her sleep.
Mengmeng smashes her mouth, finds a comfortable position in Qiao Yanran's arms, arches twice, and sleeps deeply.
*
*
the next day.
Qiao Yanran was awakened by the loud music.
She yawned, sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and glanced at the electronic watch on the wall, which showed the time of half past six.
Qiao Yan Ran was so sleepy that she lay down again, turned over and went on sleeping.
"Dong Dong Dong --"
the door of the room was knocked.
After the carpenter knocked on the door, he didn't wait for someone to open the door for him for a long time, so he directly pushed the door and went in, and came to Qiao Yanran's bed.
"Mengmeng, Qinglan?"
Yang carpenter gently patted Qiao Yanran on the shoulder.
Qiao Yanran just fell asleep. She opened her eyes vaguely, yawned and said, "Dad, what's the matter?"
"Our neighbor died last night. My father wants to help. The meal has been cooked and left by the Kang. You two will remember to get up and eat later. Do you know?"
"The neighbor died? The neighbor? "
Qiao Yan Ran hears this sentence, the whole person instantly sobered up, hastily opens a mouth to ask a way.
No wonder this morning's sad music is so clear. Is it the neighbor who died?
"It's Yang Baoliang, the family in front of us. You have to call him uncle. OK, don't ask so much about your children's home. Just remember to get up later. "
The carpenter waved his hand. After he left, he helped to close the door.
Qiao Yanran looks at the electronic watch in front of her.
Yang Baoliang is only thirty-eight years old today. Yesterday, they met at the entrance of the village. He is very energetic and young. He picked up a basket of copper coins.
Why did he die after one night?
Qiao Yanran held her breath, quickly put her head back, and continued to stick her ears on the corridor. She was highly concentrated and wanted to find some clues. However, there was no movement outside. Qiao Yan Ran was so sleepy that her eyelids were fighting. She yawned two times, and some crystal clear tears came out in front of her eyes. I'm so sleepy. Seeing that the day is about to dawn, it is estimated that today's events will not have any results. As time goes by, she'd better go back to sleep. Qiao Yan Ran thought of here, also not too difficult for oneself, along the original road to leave. When she came to the end of the corridor, she found that the door of the temple had been blocked by steel bars. She pushed hard. The stone did not move. Qiao Yan suddenly is a punch, hard hit the stone. The stone is very hard. Qiao Yanran's small fist is smashed and swollen, but the stone doesn't move at all. After exploring the situation, she can only go back. I'm going to leave from the back hill. Qiao Yanran thought it was beautiful, but when she looked back, she found that the door of the corridor was also locked firmly. Her heart sank and her face was dignified. Now what's the situation? Her actions have been discovered? Qiao Yanran quickly calmed down, eyes carefully around a circle, quickly looking for the weak point of this corridor. "Stab -" the sword in her hand was firmly held in her hand, and she suddenly thrust it towards a certain position on the wall and fiercely thrust it in. The long sword was played for a while, Qiao Yanran felt the position of the tiger's mouth, was a little hurt by the anti shock, almost could not hold the sword. Not to mention, the reinforced concrete is quite strong. Qiao Yanran is two swords cut down again, abruptly from the corridor to split a big hole, petite body from the big hole to leave. She walked around the village a few times, making sure no one was with her, and finally returned to the carpenter's house. Qiao Yanran takes off her coat, turns over to bed and embraces Mengmeng in her sleep. Mengmeng smashes her mouth, finds a comfortable position in Qiao Yanran's arms, arches twice, and sleeps deeply. ** the next day. Qiao Yanran was awakened by the loud music. She yawned, sat up from the bed, rubbed her eyes, and glanced at the electronic watch on the wall, which showed the time of half past six. Qiao Yan Ran was so sleepy that she lay down again, turned over and went on sleeping. "Dong Dong Dong --" the door of the room was knocked. After the carpenter knocked on the door, he didn't wait for someone to open the door for him for a long time, so he directly pushed the door and went in, and came to Qiao Yanran's bed. "Mengmeng, Qinglan?" Yang carpenter gently patted Qiao Yanran on the shoulder. Qiao Yanran just fell asleep. She opened her eyes vaguely, yawned and said, "Dad, what's the matter?" "Our neighbor died last night. My father wants to help. The meal has been cooked and left by the Kang. You two will remember to get up and eat later. Do you know?" "The neighbor died? The neighbor? " Qiao Yan Ran hears this sentence, the whole person instantly sobered up, hastily opens a mouth to ask a way. No wonder this morning's sad music is so clear. Is it the neighbor who died? "It's Yang Baoliang, the family in front of us. You have to call him uncle. OK, don't ask so much about your children's home. Just remember to get up later. " The carpenter waved his hand. After he left, he helped to close the door. Qiao Yanran looks at the electronic watch in front of her. Yang Baoliang is only thirty-eight years old today. Yesterday, they met at the entrance of the village. He is very energetic and young. He picked up a basket of copper coins. Why did he die after one night?
