Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother - Chapter 62

Wen Jing squatted down and took the jade to the big turtle: “Who is this jade slip for you?”

The big turtle looked at him with a sly look, and suddenly he slowly climbed out.

Wen Jing followed the big turtle out of the door, watching a young man standing in the distance under the pine trees, looking back at him in the distance. Wen Jing picked up the big turtle and went up to say: “You are like, what are you doing here?”

“The time is up, I should go.”

Wen Jing looked at him strangely: “Where are you going?”

The game smiled faintly and pointed upwards: “Go where I should go.”

Wen Jing looked at him with cold eyes: “Baiyun?”

The game seemed to laugh: “I could have taken you with you, but unfortunately you haven’t been able to kill Jun Yanzhi, and there will be a period of time – maybe thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands of years, maybe never see it.”

“What do you mean?”

The tour sighed: “It doesn’t mean anything. He Ling, Duan Xuan, and Mo Shaoyan’s madness are all made by me. Even Jun Yanzhi didn’t figure out what was going on. The illusion gave the sword, “The robbery of all beings.” The finale of “I am giving you all, you don’t have to think so much.”

Wen Jing’s heart was anxious, clutching his lips: “Who are you? Who brought me here?”

If you look at the big turtle in the arms of Wenjing, you can’t smile. “It’s not me. It’s just that you can come here, and there is also my credit. I wish you a good year with Jun Yan.” – If you can still bring him back, read;”

Wen Jing looked at him with hatred: “I have driven him away, how can I marry him back? I am stabbing his sword, is it you?”

The game seemed to be “oh”, and smiled and said: “Yes, the sword that you stabbed him was also made by me. Also, the death of the big turtle a few days ago is also a small technique I made. What else is not clear, what to ask?”

Wen Jing launched a palm.

It seems to be a red light, but slowly falls to the original place: “…there will be a period.”

After that, the figure immediately disappeared from the pine trees without a trace.

Wen Jing held the big turtle for a while, but still did not understand what the purpose of the tour is. He walked blindly in the mountains, unwittingly came to a beautiful stone house, surrounded by water, and fixed his eyes, but it was the residence of Jun Yan. He stopped at the door, his hand trembled, pushing the door of Jun Yan.

The room was spotless and as quiet as ever.

Everywhere in the room is where he chats and laughs with Jun Yan. There are too many memories left in this place, and the laughter seems to be just yesterday, and they are still in their presence.

Suddenly a sudden pain in the brain stimulated his nerves and could not be awake. He gently rubbed his head and walked slowly in the room, came to the desk of Jun Yanzhi, stroked the pen and ink, and several old books on the table.

These books, he has seen them, and some are still seen with Jun Yan. Wen Jing slowly squatted on the table, smelling the fragrance of paper and ink, and the mood gradually calmed down.

Silently looking at it, I suddenly noticed that a drawer at the corner of the table was slightly open.

This drawer has never let him touch, and he does not know what is hidden inside.

Wen Jing gently pulled the ring on the drawer, carefully looking through the gap, and lying inside a blue book.

He took the blue book out with a light hand and silently opened it.

On the first side of the sheet, a giant python and a small priest lay on the grass and basking in the sun. The priest closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. The eyelashes were long and dense, and the giant **** turned over the white belly. On his belly. Jun Yanzhi is very likely to draw, the little Taoist’s look is very beautiful, and a little cute.

Wen Jing’s eyes were covered with a layer of water mist.

Turning the second side, the giant python and the fifteen-year-old priest seemed to have just quarreled. The little priest took the fruit and whispered screaming at the giant python, and the python turned his head and ignored him.

On the third side, the little priest grew up, holding the fruit and playing with the big turtle in one hand, and the giant python was watching quietly.

On the fourth side, there is no moon in the night, and there is heavy snow outside the window. The giant squats in the bed and trembles, and the priests sleep with it.

The fifth side…

The sixth side…

A book full of books is all about life in a few years. Wen Jing slowly looked at it one by one, and the emotions could not be controlled like a dyke, and he cried.

Sure enough, only when you lose, you know the pain and cherish.

Tears blurred his eyes, Wenjing screamed and cried on the table, and his chest was as uncomfortable as being blocked. He finally choked and fell asleep. 2k novel reading network