Top Giants: Rebirth of the Black-Bellied Wife

After a dinner, there is still a trace of sunset in the sky.

The next door's wailing and Howling cry has become smaller and smaller. I can't help but think of the friend who went to the coffee shop to have afternoon tea with her yesterday. Now she falls down on the ground and kowtows to the expressionless soldiers. She can't bear it any more and goes towards the flower house.

"What is she doing?" Leng Yiyao slowly drank the last mouthful of soup, raised his head and looked in the direction of his elder brother.

"Girls, it's because they can't bear it." He was smiling, and his face was completely out of control.

She thought to herself, it's not a girl. The famous lady in the country would be killed and set on fire in the next house. If she still sits so coldly, she may be rumoured by the grapevine tomorrow.

However, Leng Chao's words are so isolated.

What does a girl have to bear in her heart?

She sat here from the beginning to the end. Was she a man in his eyes?

Leng Yiyao sneered and was too lazy to pay attention to the bedding in this person's words. He simply stood up and followed his wish to go to the flower house.

I just want to see where the next door is. I have to drag the women in my family. It seems that it is the concern of the neighbors, but in fact it is just analysis and observation. She doesn't even have to use her head to know what the goods are thinking.

No wonder the old man didn't move like a mountain. He seemed to have a lot of confidence in his son's ability.

However, if there is no city government in the cold family, it will be more difficult for her to do the things behind her.

Leng Yiyao looks down at the wound on her waist and abdomen. Her eyes are full of deep meaning.

At the same time, Leng Wei Ran bowed his head and pulled out a cigar from the table and lit it slowly. In the thin smoke, looking at the figure of his second daughter leaving leisurely, I just feel that the voice next door is more and more harsh.

Although it is not as sad as a rabbit died, but in retrospect, if today's little daughter did not stop, now the family's jittery, crying, also can't do without their own.

Thinking of this, he frowned, "pa" - to a sound, the teapot at hand on the ground.

The whole living room, more and more cold.

On the other side, the three brothers and sisters did not know that the old man was angry at home. On the contrary, they walked quickly to the next door.

In fact, the two houses are very close to each other. Walking along the green shade for a short half minute, you will arrive at the place separated by a wall. At the beginning, because of the good relationship between the two families and the good order in this area, the two families only made semi open flower houses without enclosure. But now, also because of this, the other party's miserable appearance will not fall to the ground, all fall into the eyes of the three brothers and sisters of the cold family.

The noble lady, who had always held her three daughters on the ground, was completely mute in addition to kowtow. Her head was purple and red with sawdust. She was afraid that she could be regarded as a street fugitive. But it was the owner of the mansion who couldn't bear to look directly at him. He was beaten to pieces by the whip. He held his head in his hands and became a ball. He shivered all over, but he died silent.

"Auntie, don't worry. My brother and I have come to see you." Leng also subconsciously looked at the soldiers around him. Seeing that they did not respond, he cautiously said.

Seeing them coming, the lady was the first to find out, crying and kneeling down on her knees: "Yeh, you're here. Please tell them that we are honest businessmen and will never do anything out of the ordinary." She took her daughter's hand, opened her hair, and showed it to Leng Yi. She only hoped that the relationship between her daughter and her handkerchief could help her.