I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

  Chapter 719 Can we talk about the main points?

  On the corner of the street, two old men squatted together, biting meat buns in their hands, watching the girls coming and going on the street.

  The girls on the street are conservative, some in long skirts, and some are more open, in JK uniforms, Lolita, and cheongsam.

  The girls in short skirts have long legs wrapped in a pair of knee-high stockings, and the looming absolute realm reveals a touch of whiteness, giving people infinite reverie.

  These weird costumes spread from Chunfeng Tower, all of which were designed by Jiang Lin, and then handed over to Aunt Lin for implementation.

   was originally used by Chunfeng Building to increase turnover. However, because the styles are novel and beautiful, and the magic sect is not as conservative as the decent, it is naturally loved by the majority of girls, and the appearance of the girls of the sun and the moon is generally high, which has become a beautiful landscape.

  Of course, it also caters to the appetites of major lsp...

   "Lao Fang, you still said that you can't use swordsmanship."

  Looking at the house copy skirt, took a bite of the steamed bun, Jiang Lin smiled, this guy's sword aura revealed resoluteness again, it was more like a kind of alcoholic wine, and it felt a bit of a story.

   "Stop talking."

   Fang copied her skirt and wiped her face melancholy.

   "This is a sad story."

After revealing his identity, Fang Chaoqun was not awkward.

  In fact, strictly speaking, there is no exposure or exposure. Fang Chaoqun believes that Brother Jiang vaguely doubted the identity of himself and others a long time ago.

  A gust of wind blew gently from the street, and the skirt of a beautiful girl in a pleated skirt was gently blown up. Jiang Lin and Fang Duoqun simultaneously stretched their necks at the same time.

  The girl hurriedly pressed the hem of the skirt, then followed the two wretched eyes and cursed a few "rascals", and blushed and ran away.

   "Pink."

   "Well, with blue stripes."

  Two gentlemen commented at the same time.

  "Would you like to drink?" After a little episode, Jiang Lin returned to the topic again.

  Jiang Lin's meaning is very clear: "Would you like to drink? I invite you, and then you tell me a story."

  "How about the wine?"

   "Daughter red in 1982."

   "Give me a ball."

   "Where are the seeds?"

  "I prefer to knap watermelon seeds."

  Jiang Linbai took a look at this alien: "I like sunflower seeds."

  So, the two of them squatted on the street to eat steamed buns and sat in front of the door of Chen's Mansion, knocking the seeds while drinking.

   Xiaohua impatiently made a saltwater duck for the two guys, and then shut the door with a bang.

   "Your wife is still inside?" Fang Chaoqun asked while eating the salt water duck and drinking wine.

   "Hmm." Jiang Lin nodded.

  "Your wife and your other wife’s mother are discussing life. Seriously, Lao Jiang, I admire you."

  "Stop talking." Jiang Lin sighed softly, "I have a headache."

  "Say Xiaohua would be your housekeeper, right?"

   "Why do you say that?"

   "Because Xiaohua was originally Xiaojia's personal maid, but I heard that your family's Xiaojia has always been treated like an older sister."

   "Uh, let's go." A cold sweat broke out on Jiang Lin's forehead.

  I can’t deal with my own little marry, and now there is still a little sister, Hua, I’m afraid it’s not trying to hammer myself into adulthood.

   "Forget it, don't talk about this, hurry up and tell your story, I'm very leisurely."

  Jiang Lin turned the topic.

  Just as Aunt Lin said before, Fang Tiaoqun had something on her mind, and she seemed to have a discussion with herself, but she never made up her mind to speak up.

  In other words, in fact, copying skirts is an escape.

  Perhaps in Fang Chaoqun’s heart, he was originally waiting for himself to force him and "force" him to say it.

  Although this is a bit hypocritical, but for men, someone must be pushed behind, otherwise they will never take that step.

  Just as not long ago, Jiang Lin found a house to copy his skirts and went to the wasteland to learn.

  If Fang Chao skirt does not want to reveal his identity, then Jiang Lin can guarantee that even if he drew his sword on his neck, he would not pick up that stick.

   But in the end, he picked it up. It seemed that he was "forced" by himself, but in fact, under his own push, he unknowingly obeyed his heart and made a choice.

   "Lao Jiang, this is actually a very long story."

  Jiang Lin gave a white glance: "Then make a long story short!"

  Fang Fang thought about copying skirts, and organized the following words: "I am actually a very powerful sword repairer. Then, my life was broken, I am here to take care of my life."

   "You should be more complicated."

   "Hmm."

  Fang copied the skirt and grabbed a chicken leg, and slowly fell into his own memory killing.

"I am actually a sword repairman from Longmingzhou. Many people say that I am a genius of swordsmanship. To tell you, Lao Jiang, you were not born at that time. I can say to the sword repairers of the same age,'Everyone here. , It's all spicy chicken.' And after I said it, others could only endure it.

  How high-spirited I was at the time, Lao Jiang, don’t you know, I don’t know how many fairies wanted to give me monkeys... Even the current lord of Huanxi Sect, when he saw me, his legs were directly weakened..."

   "Can we talk about the main point?"

   "Ahem..."

  Fang Zhaoqin coughed a few times.

   "Anyway, I was called a strong back then."

   "Everyone thinks that I will become another Ascended Realm Swordsman. Actually, I think so too..."

  Fang Duan Qiu raised his head and looked at the sky, his tone gradually deepened. Jiang Lin knew that this guy was really about to start talking about the deepest thing hidden in his heart.

   "Lao Jiang, you know, I have a younger sister, but not my sister, but the cousin of a brother of mine.

  My brother died during a mission. I promised him to take good care of her sister.

  She is Fang Min...

  When I went to accept mercy, UU read www.uukanshu.com, she was only three years old, small, very cute, and to my surprise, she was extremely talented in kendo.

  I brought her back to the sect. As a Jade Pu Realm, I have already opened up a new mountain alone, but I haven't received a disciple.

  Compassion is my first disciple, although she has no blood relationship with me at all, but to me, she is equal to my sister.

  I taught her swordsmanship. She learned quickly and was very well-behaved. As time went by, compassion became more and more graceful.

   But what I didn’t expect was that I regarded Mimmy as my sister, but Mimmy didn’t seem to think of me that way...

  When I was chatting with some girls, Min Min would pouting a small mouth on the side. Whenever a woman was more affectionate with me, Min Min would always hold my arm and look at those women like thieves...

  I didn’t care at the beginning, thinking that compassion was nothing more than a lack of security, like my sister’s dependence on her brother.

  But until that time, I went to Wanli City to experience..."

  (End of this chapter)