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Chapter 142(2/2)

Luo Ren sat down by the sun, and a group of children ran past screaming and laughing. The leader dragged a broken umbrella backwards, and the umbrella bones stood there, marking marks on the ground.

It was the one he threw away.

Luo Ren smiled, lowered his head, slowly closed his eyes, and urged his thoughts to retract.

The more noisy the surroundings, the calmer the heart.

Caojiatun should have been just an ordinary village.

Not to mention Cao Yanhua, Mu Dayi and Yi Wansan came here, and they had no time to make enemies with others, and they had not even expressed their position and expressed their intentions.

Muyo and the bride Yafeng said a short time - Aunt Qi accompanied her throughout the whole process. This meeting was just a rough look and recognition, and there was no question of exchanging secrets or saving people.

Why did something happen? Or did three people have an accident one after another.

Unless everything is designed, someone will lead them to come, and then take action, Cao Yanhua, Mu Dayi, and there will be 13,000, maybe they don’t know that there is an enemy the moment before the accident.

Who is the opponent?

Cheetah?

Unlike, this is not the style of a cheetah. The cheetah will be like that. He wants him to watch everything happen, but he can't do anything. He even tells him the plan in advance, and everything is revealed in the sun.

Is it a badass?

Perhaps, starting from Xiang Silan, there have been clues of conscious cooperation between Jing Jian and Ren, but Xiang Silan's wisdom is limited and the situation he sets up has many flaws.

This one may be improving.

But what is quite interesting is why did this guy know that Kiyo and the others are enemies? Could it be that the charlatan’s guess is correct? Can evil Jian really communicate with each other?

More importantly, who is this one on now?

***

Qingshan's house was quiet, and Aunt Qi sat at the door with a needle and thread dustpan, sewing a pair of pants in her hand.

The men are all busy, and there must be someone at home to accompany the bride.

However, the old man is a little dazzled.

Luo Ren gently landed from the wall in the backyard, and threaded a needle with his back to his aunt Qi, without notice at all.

Of course, it doesn’t matter if you notice it, just put it down - just don’t want to fight with the old man.

The bride is very easy to recognize the house she is staying at. The colorful flowers are cut out on the wooden door. Through the glass, you can vaguely see the figure inside, bent over, as if you are busy with something.

The door was not bolted, and Luo Ren quickly flashed in. Yafeng sat on the pedal at the foot of the bed, bent over, and was gently stroking a pair of red wedding shoes on the ground.

Hearing the movement, she raised her head blankly.

His eyes were a little dazed. He didn't seem to be surprised when he saw the stranger. He hesitated and asked: "Who are you?"

Luo Ren slowly approached Yafeng.

It's like it, not like it.

She was like a simple and harmless girl, timid and helpless, making him almost unable to bear to intimidate or speak harsh words.

Luo Ren squatted down in front of her and said, "I'm here to find someone."

"Look for someone?"

"At the beginning, there was a fat man named Cao Yanhua, who was Qingshan's cousin. Then, there was a young girl who was brought in by Aunt Qi and had a conversation with you."

Yafeng's face gradually changed, her eyes slowly shone, her breathing became rapid, her chest was fluctuating violently, she looked out the window in fear, looked at Luo Ren again, and whispered: "Go away quickly."

"You go quickly, don't look for them, otherwise... it will be too late."
Chapter completed!
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