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Vol 3 Chapter 679: Oh mad!

?It's too smooth, of course, this kind of smoothness is not artificially arranged, which makes Zhou Ze think of a certain shampoo advertisement:

Naturally supple.

Attorneys Zhou Ze and An both found their own clues, which originated from the zombie incident that year.

In fact, this kind of thing, for those who are not ordinary people, it is really easy to get here.

And the reason for this happening, and the dominant factor of the panic at the end of the last century,

In fact, it came from the fact that this man had nothing to do when he sensed that someone was approaching here,

Yawned.

The ancient heavens had visions, which could cause the people below to be panic-stricken, and even the emperor would be blamed.

Don't look at these half faces so miserable now,

But in a single round of life, he was born out of the win,

Compared with ordinary people, it is really the same as the sky.

You have to say that he deliberately played around, is it possible?

If you change to someone else,

After coming in,

A plausible dialogue and exchange,

A sense of atmosphere like a senior and a younger brother

A little bit of longing for admiration,

A pot of risotto,

It is easy to believe that the comrade in front of him is a comrade with Rong Gao's ideals and beliefs.

such as,

Attorney Ann,

He really believed it, and thought he had seen through everything, and even voluntarily gestured to the little boy, wanting to greet the little boy, grab it in front of Yingying, and drop the chance.

Of course, it is not that Attorney Ann deliberately "conspiracy", but he can also see:

It is highly probable that Zhou Ze is not willing to let his woman be upper body by another man.

It is really good to be in control.

Everyone has a "feel good" mentality,

I always feel that I am a special one, thinking that luck will come to me.

"Ah…………"

A half face smiled.

Zhou Ze bent down and looked at each other's condition carefully, just like watching a pig's trotter in the vegetable market.

As if it were a discerning aunt looking at jewelry, the meaning of the inspection is extremely obvious.

Half face turned around and asked:

"Do you want to kill me?"

Zhou Ze shook his head and said frankly: "I can't do it."

Yes, he can't.

Even if it was a win hook, the reason why the equality Wang Lu was able to successfully devour the original Wang Lu was because the equality Wang Lu took the initiative to relieve himself, give up all resistance, and even considered cooking himself with a knife and fork.

Without Zhou Zhou's ability, he shreds the piece of brown sugar in front of him.

It's not impossible to swallow him forcibly, and then rely on the Taishan in his soul to suppress and crush it. This idea has been lingering in Zhou Ze's mind.

But boss Zhou did not dare to gamble on this

He was very worried,

In case Taishan can't crush him,

Instead he was broken by him,

That joke is big.

this,

It’s really unusual,

It doesn't matter how much attention is given.

If you play off yourself,

Wing Hook fell asleep again,

Isn't this product "returning home"?

Zhou Ze sat down below, leaning back against Shitai, saying:

"I won't do anything,

Let’s keep a little bit simple and beautiful,

Narrate the old,

Chat,

Then I left

After leaving, it will let people re-seal the thief hole, at least thirty years, you can’t break it, and your breath will not affect the outside.

Thirty years later,

If I were alive,

I'll show you again,

Incense sticks,

Reinforce the seal for you. "

"thank you."

"Don't be polite to your family."

"Ah."

"Ha ha."

then,

It's cold.

Zhou Ze stood up and said at the same time: "It seems that you have nothing to talk about, then, good night?"

"What do you want me to talk about?"

He still wanted to talk,

after all,

Compared to being physically tortured by numbness,

This long period of loneliness seems even more unbearable.

"Of course, talking about some happy things, for example, who are you so badly sealed here."

"........." Half a face.

Again silent,

silence.

Zhou Ze got up and was ready to leave.

In fact, if this all-to-all end is here and the end is not so miserable, boss Zhou may really be unbearable and want to compete with him and eat him back, how much deficit can he make up for? ?

By the time,

Tiehanhan is likely to wake up.

He is indeed the best and most ideal "tonic",

After all, they have the same origin.

However, he was so miserable that Zhou Ze did not dare to act rashly, and it would certainly be a tremendous existence to make him so miserable, and the existence of the ox fork would not kill him;

Boss Zhou has always thought that his greatest strength is self-knowledge.

In the words of Little Loli: There are numbers.

"When you should encounter it, you will always encounter it."

Such a word came from the cage.

"Pretend to be mysterious."

Zhou Ze shook his head helplessly,

"We are not making a TV series. I want to leave the suspense to the end for the sake of ratings. I will not believe you to say that person's identity, and it will be thunderous."

"Oh, have you been struck by lightning?"

"........." Zhou Ze.

It seems that I can't chat happily.

The lawyer An next to Yingying looked at Zhou Ze together,

He almost nodded for his boss.

"People who haven't been struck by thunder are hard to feel that feeling."

"Uh, I seem..."

"That's a big horror. Outsiders can't understand it at all."

"Sorry."

"what?"

"If I remember correctly, I seem to have just been struck by thunder a few days ago?"

"........." Half a face.

"The conditions are met, can you say it?"

"Actually, I already said that."

Zhou Zewen said that he raised his head thoughtfully and at the same time reached out and pointed up, saying:

"It's heaven?"

"It's a fairy."

Fairy!

This is the second time Zhou Zeyue has heard about "Xian".

Once in a bookstore in Tongcheng, Mrs. Bai almost made use of things related to "Xian" to "subvert" herself.

Especially in the pit that burst out,

The doll with colorful lines on her body,

If you had the blessings of Taishan and Tiehanhan beside you,

At that time, he probably knelt down with a "pop".

The feelings at that time are still fresh in my memory, as if "kneeling", accepting the fairy to touch me, it is so natural.

It's like the elders telling you to give your ancestors another kowtow when they are sacrificed at home.

The second time, it was before me.

A face that can win the game,

After putting on the arm, wave your sleeve,

Did not take away the cloud but took away the accumulation of thousands of years of winning,

result,

But still fell in front of the word "Xian".

Zhou Ze remembered watching "Journey to the West" or other mythological stories before. There is always a fixed mode of thinking. This world is divided into heaven and earth.

There is a fairyland, there are people, there is hell.

Zhou Ze is now from hell,

Step on the earth,

But where is this "sen", Zhou Ze is really unclear.

"Do you wish, did he find you?" half of the face shouted with a laugh, "don't worry, don't worry, when the time comes, he will come to find..."

"I don't want to."

"........." Half a face.

Suddenly, half of the face felt that the one who hadn't killed himself, but now he is really likely to be alive and dead by the junior watchdog in front of him!

rub,

Really want to strangle me!

Are you alive and well?

This is Zhou Ze's idea. If it was not because Tie Han was asleep, he did not intend to come out this time.

After returning this time, he also had a cat for a while and came out. Others were tired of traveling. He was not only tired, but also struck by thunder.

In this world, how many people dare to travel at the risk of being thundered?

If you can maintain the stable and beautiful rhythm of the bookstore,

Why should I go out and do things?

I'm very comfortable now, do I panic?

With the experience of his last life, Zhou Zezhen was really satisfied with the current state and rhythm of the bookstore.

You don’t have to go to work, you don’t have to struggle, you don’t have to look at the faces of the leaders and the boss, you don’t have to deal with the communication of your peers,

Not short of money,

There is no shortage of rooms,

There is a Yingying beside him,

What else do you want?

"Specifically? Don't you talk about it?"

"I can't say it, and it's boring to say it."

"Then I really left this time."

Zhou Ze got up,

Out of the main tomb.

Attorney An glanced at the cage drawer, gritted his teeth, and followed Zhou Ze out.

The little boy and Yingying naturally followed.

In the main tomb,

Suddenly fell silent,

Soon,

Then came the sound of "click",

It seems to be grinding teeth, but it is much more intense than grinding teeth.

Anyway, these years, he has nothing else to do. Besides sleeping, he has to find something else to pass the time.

Grinding,

He stopped,

Although enveloped by a cage,

But he can still "see" to see,

See Zhou Ze and go back.

He smiled,

Laughed:

"You are still back after all."

As if everything,

Under control,

Half of his face loosened the iron bar,

Xiao Yin Yin.

He is very happy,

Yes,

How can I see the watchdog who won the hook, without ambition or ambition?

Those who are muddled, and those who are not influential, do not even have the qualification to know the existence of winning hooks.

"Ok."

Zhou Ze's face was a little embarrassed, as if embarrassed.

"Oh, the human condition, the human condition, like me, is also greedy dreaming that one day, I can go out from here and find a physical carrier that can fit me..."

Half of the face stopped talking,

Because he "watched" Zhou Ze walked to the corner of the main burial chamber,

"Look" saw Zhou Ze lifted a wine jar,

"Look" to see Zhou Ze waving at him holding the wine jar,

"Forgot to take it, sorry, this is what you promised to give me."

Finished,

Zhou Ze went out holding the wine jar,

Without looking back,

I was afraid that half of my face would be regretful.

"........." Half a face.

Here he suffered the pain of not knowing how many years his body was divided,

Here he endured the loneliness and loneliness of confinement, who do not know how many years,