Assassin Farmer

Su Shuiyan was peeling off the pea pods needed for lunch. He glanced at Lin Siyi with a sigh of relief and thought about it. He softly suggested: "It is a brother and brother, so it is also appropriate to ask him to have a meal." "Good education, so that she can not do it, regardless of the current situation."

"Sister brother? What did he say?" Lin Siyu caught a few words in her words, and the sword eyebrows were slightly picked.

"Hey? Isn't it?" Su Shui-soo looked at him with his head tilted, his eyes full of doubts. Just because the other party said that he was his brother, she asked him to enter the door.

"Oh, that's it." Lin Si paused, and he nodded for a long while, and some reluctantly admitted. Fellow. Ha, the sorrowful sorrow came out. The same as the door of the wind Yaoge, has been the biggest involved, he actually compiled a teacher's brothers such an outrageous relationship to fool water.

At this moment, Lin Sizhen was uncomfortable with the sergeant's unpleasant feelings, and some were slightly loose.

At that time, no one expected to turn into the present situation? They are still the top killers of Feng Yaoge, and they are already a farmer.

With this in mind, Lin Siyi suddenly laughed, and the farmer was also very good, as long as the peasant woman around her was her.

I raised my eyes and looked up. I looked up at my Su Shui, and I couldn’t help but bend my lips. "Alright, at noon, I have a drink with the priest." It is purely a pair between men and men. Drinking has nothing to do with background identity.

"Okay. Then I will let him go to the hall." Su Shui sees him loose, and smiles and gets up and is ready to call the priest who is bored and refuses to leave. It’s not always possible for both owners to hide in the kitchen, leaving visitors to stay in the yard. What's more, in the early spring without the sun, the coolness is still quite heavy.

"I am going, you go to the embroidered room." Lin Siwei pulled her up and sent her into the embroidery room.

"May I?". Su Shui-soo did not look back at him, let the two big men work in the kitchen, and they are in the embroidered room?

"Of course." Lin Siyu stole a kiss on her forehead and smiled and motioned her to enter the house. "I will call you when I open the meal."

Then I stepped forward and walked to the yard. Hey, is it allowed to leave a place to eat and drink shochu, but also have to do some work? Lin Sizhen's heart is cool and calculated.

Sitting on the bench under the cherry tree, I was stunned by the tip of my nose. I turned my head and looked at the Lin Sizhen, who was always looking towards me and looked the same, but always felt a little embarrassed. stand up.

............

"Fire?" Simple. The priest grabbed a handful of firewood and wanted to ignite. As long as Si Lingken personally invited him to the door, even left him to eat and drink, what happened to a fire? I thought that when he was sleeping in the wild, he was not born without fire.

"Don't burn the stove." Lin Siyu reminded him coolly. Don't blame him for not reminding him. When he first moved in here, he had practiced several times under the stove, and he managed to cook a pot of white rice that was neither raw nor coke. It will be important to control the internal forces, but it is necessary to control the firepower that is already already strong.

"This pot of rice will be handed over to you. If you can't enter the mouth, you know the consequences." After leaving such a sentence, Lin Siyu took a bamboo basket and went out to the South Hospital to pick up the vegetables.

What? Just like yourself? The priest’s top was smeared with Zhang’s lacquer, and the face of cold and handsome was not clear. He looked up from the stove and stared at the door of the uninviting kitchen. He paused for a while and spit out a sentence: “I’m not afraid that I burned the kitchen. ?"

But also, if it doesn't work, use the internal force to extinguish the fire, and it will not really burn the kitchen. Presumably, Lin Sizhen is also so determined.

The priest bowed angrily and struggled with the dry wood fire on his hand.

Rubbing - what is the consequence is nothing to do with him, what is the matter?

Wipe - I am really full of support, come here to ask for fun

Rubbing - I knew that I would have been in the middle of the night, maybe I could still hit the live show of Si Ling.

Rub - ah oh -

It’s finally successful.

Looking at the burning in front of the eyes is no longer the smog after the smog is not prosperous, the priest has a kind of rushing rushing into the sky.

Does this mean that he, priest, can also be a qualified farmer?

Huh? When did he start to look forward to this inexplicable thoughts? Isn't it really killing people and killing them?

In this compartment, one of the killing gods picks fresh vegetables to be fried at noon in the vegetable plots of the South Garden. The top killer is to control the firepower under the kitchen stove - just to cook a white rice that is not burnt.

That compartment, the door that was hidden from the door after Lin Shizhen entered the door was pushed away. Indifferent men who come in two handsome faces and temperament can be said to be clear and dusty.

The hand has stepped into this small and exquisite house.

Xiaochun erected long hair, squinting at the two uninvited strangers, low and low. The snoring passed to the South Court, it seems to tell Lin Sizhen: the North Court has a situation.

"Hey, when was Si Ling modified? I also raised a pet?" It is said that he is the most active of these four neutrals. At least there is no ice cold in Si Ling, the indifference of Si Tuo, the awkwardness of the priest.

He, the brand is branded, what to do if you want to do something, how to live how you want to live. It is impossible to restrain him from the rituals of the world. I really didn't limit him to him.

Si Tuo blinked indifferently as if he was glaring and looking forward to Xiao Chun, and his heart was a little surprised. He was so horrified that he saw a raging anger from the eyes of a wolf. Is it because of the word "Pet" that Shi said?

............

Five people sat around the dinner table.

There are six home-cooked dishes on the table, and there is no home-grown dish. This makes the three uninvited men quite funny. Si Ling is absolutely deliberate. They can all see that the two wolves are eating more than they are.

Lin Si was full of ice-like eyes and blinked at this time and stared at Su Shui's brand.

"Cough..." The priest whispered with a light cough, and he slammed into the wrist with his wrist. Seeing his amazed eyes with his doubts, he made a wink: Don't look at it, then watch no food.

This brand noticed the Lin Shizhen, who was deeply involved in the cold and anger, and he was very funny. Ha, Si Ling actually did not get stuck. It’s no wonder that Si Tuo, who has always been indifferent to cold, also called him “love”. Sure enough.

He just thought that Su Shui was familiar, and stared at her and looked at it a few more times.

Recalling that half a year ago, the priest and the priest took out the task to the Emperor Fengcheng. The city was covered with a tracing list. The woman who was asked by the Jing Wangfu to pay a high amount of silver was not the one who was already the wife of Siling. Is Su Shuiyu very similar? It won't be...

"I don't know where my nephew's family is?" Si was not afraid of the murderous eyes that Lin Sizhen handed over, and talked casually with Su Shuiyu.

Finished the first reaction of the priest.

He naturally guessed the intention of the brand. After all, the mission was the Emperor Fengcheng where he went with the brand. The priest vaguely remembered the content on the tracing list. It seems that the four Miss of the Jing Wangfu, for some reason, disappeared, and all the insiders told the Wangfu and recovered smoothly, and raised three hundred silver. Three hundred silver, **** is not small. Therefore, at that time, none of the streets and alleys of the Imperial City of Fengdu passed on this matter. Just did not expect... the priest’s eyes were dark. If she is really the fourth lady of Jing Wangfu, does Si Ling know?

Su Shui-hyun did not think that the first time he met, he would not be familiar with the brand, but he would export and ask his own family. How should she answer? Or, how should she make up?

"Silver" Lin Sizhen was low and drank the rudeness of the brand.

"The brand is branded, you are over the moment." and Si Tuo also followed the words to stop it.

"I just asked. Isn't it... what is the secret of the scorpion?" The singer screamed and continued to ask.

It’s not that he thinks about the three hundred silver rewards. Of course, it is good to get it. After all, it’s worth his hard work for a year. Killing people is also very tired?

The most important thing is that he is bored, wants to watch the show, and wants to see how Si Ling, who has been frozen for three feet, breaks the work and the degree of breaking the work. If it can force him to chase his three people to the West Corridor, then another anger and attack, and easily hand out the task of the three people to complete the trip is also good.

After all, this breakthrough in the nine-story rise to the great realm of the realm, and now this big Huiguo is only one of him no more? It’s a pity to hide

"Auntie" Su Shuiqi pulled Lin Shizhen, who was about to take the shot, and shook his head slowly toward him. This is nothing important to be confidential. What's more, I think they are also concerned about aunts. Worried that he is not a good person. So Su Shuizhen decided to reveal something he could say. As for the letter or not, just look at themselves.

"I don't remember the past. I don't know what happened before. I only know that when I woke up, I had no memory of the past." She pondered it and explained it with a low eyelid.

Isn't that deceiving? I really don't have any memories of my original body. As for the former Su Shuiyu, let it sink into the bottom of my heart, no longer see the sky. Otherwise, it is not necessary for people here to burn with a fire.

After all, this is a bizarre thing. If she is not personally experienced, she will not believe it.

"Amnesia?" got such an answer, and the brand was confronted with the priest.

"You, what do you know?" Si Tuo's eyebrows are light, and the expressions of the priests and the singers are not simply as simple as the curiosity of Su Shui's family.

After listening to Su Shishui’s low statement, Lin Siyi had a pity. Immediately after the cold, the priest and the sergeant stared at them and stared at them for a long while, and then slowly said: "Eat. After eating, say."