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Zhao Mengmeng took a look at the old man, and he felt bitter in his heart.

Love, how many poems have described love, but the real love is really what Zhang Xiaofan said.

Love is not equal to marriage. The object of a woman's marriage is often not the person she deeply loves. Maybe the person who loves will stay in a corner of her heart all her life, and always warms her miserable life.

Zhao Mengmeng smiles bitterly, throws a cigarette to Zhang Xiaofan, lights one for herself, takes a hard puff, and coughs fatally.

Zhang Xiaole has been restless recently. Her elder brother, second brother and two men appear alternately in her dream.

One is the bloody cry for help, the other is the sad looking at her.

When Zhang Xiaole was in a daze, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the door of the classroom: "Zhang Xiaole, you come out."

Zhang Xiaole recognized that it was Zhao Mengmeng's voice. He jumped up and immediately came to the door. The students around him were stunned by the speed.

When she opened the door, two people stood at the door. The woman she knew was the beautiful Zhao Mengmeng, and the man was the second brother she wanted to be familiar with day and night.

"Brother." Zhang Xiaofan said tears have come down, suddenly rushed to embrace Zhang Xiaofan.

I haven't been home for a long time. Seeing her sister who is like a fairy, Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a while, and her tears fell down.

"Brother, how could it be you, big brother?" Zhang Xiaole asked.

Looking at her brother and sister's emotional appearance, Zhao Mengmeng coldly threw the car key to Zhang Xiaofan and said, "get out of here and say, don't be disgraced here."

Seeing her brother and sister walk out of the teaching building hand in hand, Zhao Mengmeng has a trace of jealousy. She smiles bitterly and shakes her head. Then she goes out alone.

My graceful figure looks lonely in the street, which makes people sad.

Zhang Xiaojian woke up and came out of the room to see the time. It was the morning of the next day.

On the sofa in the living room is a figure that makes people feel sad. It is Zhao Mengmeng who is drunk.

Zhang Xiaojian looks at the woman some haggard face, in the heart the first generation sad.

Quickly found a blanket to cover her body, and then brought a warm towel to gently wipe her face and hands.

Zhao Mengmeng didn't know how much wine she had drunk, but she didn't know at all.

Zhang Xiaojian frowned and looked at the snow mist tea tree in the ring. The vitality of this thing is really tenacious. It not only lives, but also grows some tea leaves.

She made some, soaked some water with the spirit liquid, and gave Zhao Mengmeng a drink. After that, Zhang Xiaojian covered Zhao Mengmeng with a quilt, and then turned around and went out.

I went to Huang Yimao and took a look at Lao Wu and orchids. In the afternoon, I went home directly.

The moon tower villa in Qingling mountain is like the Spring Festival. Zhang Xiaojian's parents are chatting with Zhang Xiaofan and Zhang Xiaole.

Listening to Zhang Xiaofan's experience in recent years, when it comes to happy places, several people laugh, and when it comes to sad places, they are not only dejected.

Several people were just saying that Zhang Xiaojian came in from outside. Seeing her brother coming back, Zhang Xiaole glared angrily and said, "as long as you can, you still know how to come back."

Mother looked at Zhang Xiaojian heartily and said, "don't carry anything by yourself in the future. After all, we are a family."

Zhang Xiaojian smiles indifferent, but tears come down.

So many years, tired, he did not stop, pain, he is not willing to say to others, sometimes he really feel his life is very oppressive.

However, when he saw the family under his care, they were all safe and sound, and the bitter feelings in his heart were nothing.

The dinner was hot and noisy. The aunt's family, the third master, and many relatives and friends all came here, which made Zhang Xiaojian feel what it was like to be in the market.

After dinner, Zhang Xiaojian and Zhang Xiaofan walked on the Qingshi road for a walk and chat. The moon was like practice and the scenery was picturesque. Zhang Xiaofan was stunned.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be out of control." Zhang Xiaofan is full of emotion.

"You drink this." Zhang Xiaojian handed him a bottle of things.

"What is this?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.

"I'll know when I drink it." Zhang Xiaojian looks as if nothing happened.

Zhang Xiaofan drank it all at once, and then looked at his brother quietly.

Zhang Xiaojian suddenly grabbed his brother's hand and took a long time to let go. He laughed and pointed to a huge stone not far away and said, "try it."

Zhang Xiaofan hesitated to wave his hand like a boulder, which surprised him.

A pale golden fireball instantly flew out of his hand and hit the stone directly. The moment the fireball and the stone collided, the stone turned into countless small pieces and disintegrated.

"Brother, this is..." Zhang Xiaofan's eyes widened.

Zhang Xiaojian laughed and said, "how can my brother not protect himself?"Then he threw out a round ink shield and a broom Throwing Knife.

Lie down in Zhang Xiaofan's ear and mutter for a while, looking at him with a smile.

Zhang Xiaofan's face was cloudy and sunny, and it took a long time to recover.

Wrinkling eyebrows, point a ink shield, ink shield on the instant become big, protect his whole body in it.

After a look at the throwing knife and pointing out of thin air, the 38 flying knife instantly makes a buzzing sound, like a stone flying in the distance.

There are three holes left by the flying knife through the stone. It's effortless.

Zhang Xiaofan's face showed the color of uncontrollable joy and kept experimenting with the baby in his hand. It's like a child suddenly gets something new.

"You can see the power of things. It's estimated that self-protection should not be a problem. However, we must not rely on these things to cause trouble. If we let me know, we must not let go."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and took back his things with a smile and stood respectfully in front of his brother.

"When are you going back?" Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

"I want to go back tomorrow. After all, I have to see Zhong Lingmei. I feel very sorry for her." Zhang Xiaofan said.

Zhang Xiaojian sighed for a long time.

The two brothers went back to the room. After a short time, Zhang Xiaofan fell asleep and snored slightly.

After a period of time, Zhang Xiaojian opened her eyes and her heart moved. She entered the ring directly.

The blood spirit fruit can't be stored for a long time. It's better to refine it into a pill. In addition, blood vine and snow fog tea tree should also take good care of, after all, are rare treasures.

After watering the Caulis Spatholobus and Xuewu tea with spirit liquid, Zhang Xiaojian's eyes fell on the top of the five element Golden Tripod again, and the heart said, I don't know how this practice of Dan will be like.