Chapter 212

Song Yunge left. He came and went quickly. He stole his family's advanced flying sword and ran away. If he didn't put it back in time, he would be spanked and blossom if he was found.

Anyway, this is an explanation to ajani. Song Yunwu felt better.

She went to the opposite villa with Ximen Qing and found that ajani was lying on the sofa, her hands covering the middle of her legs, with a painful expression on her face.

"Isn't it!" Simon looked at the charterer in shock. "Your brother's shooting speed is so fast?"

"Nonsense!" Song Yunwu hit her on the arm. "He didn't say it all, just kissing."

"That..." Ximen Qing pondered for a moment and said tentatively, "tongue speed?"

Song Yunwu: "

"No, no," ajani sobbed. "I was just so happy. When I was running around the house, my foot slipped and split a horse. I felt my ligament was broken."

Ximen Qing: "

This product really follows the conservation of luck. When good things happen, bad things will happen at the same time. However, how good and how unlucky is very metaphysical. No one knows how to set the standard.

"Are you all right?" Song Yunwu said with concern.

Think about it carefully. If she and song Yunge became, wouldn't she be song Yunwu's sister-in-law in the future?

One of the eight villains became his sister-in-law, and two of the eight villains became tenants. Song Yunwu felt that she had too much contact with the eight villains in her life.

She sighed secretly. She clearly just wanted to live a peaceful life. Why can't she do it?

Sure enough, everything is the fault of this idiot zombie. If I hadn't come here that day, I wouldn't have met her. If I hadn't met her, I wouldn't have been trapped like this.

"Why?" XiMenqing suddenly found that song Yunwu looked at himself with strange eyes. "Charterer, why are you looking at me affectionately? Are you in love with me from the bottom of your heart? Come on, I'm not a casual person. Why don't we start with the mandarin duck bath first?"

"Get out!" Song Yunwu felt that he would be angry with this idiot zombie sooner or later.

Ajani pulled her crotch. Ximen Qing and song Yunwu couldn't help her rub it. However, the ligament is not broken. She is at least eight fierce. No matter how poor her physique is, she is twice as strong as ordinary people. And because "Fortuna", the oldest goddess in Rome, doesn't know what strange gods are mixed, she can grow back intact even if her arms and legs are broken. Otherwise, after hundreds of years of bad luck, she wouldn't have no scars at all.

So they poured ajani a cup of hot water and planned to go back. Otherwise, she may be affected by ajani's strange luck.

"Wait a minute!" but ajani shouted song Yunwu.

"Hmm?" Song Yunwu looked back. "What's up?"

Ajani endured the pain and said, "did you put the seal on Ximen Qing?"

"Yes." Song Yunwu nodded.

"Well... Can you also give me a seal?" said ajani.

She thought that as long as her ability was partially weakened by the seal, and then she tried her best to control it, it should not affect the people around her.

Ximen Qing suddenly realized, "that's what your brother said!"

Song Yunwu said to ajani, "I naturally want to do this if I can, but it's not so simple."

Ximen Qing nodded and said, "the charterer can seal me. There is a relevant array on me. This is very targeted. I don't think this thing may be useful to you."

"Well..." ajani suddenly wilted.

Song Yunwu said, "give me some time and I'll try to find a suitable one for you according to that array."

For her brother, she also spelled it, even if her hair was burned several times in the future.

"Well, thank you," said ajani gratefully. "I'm so lucky to meet you good people."

Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, Ximen Qing and song Yunwu changed their faces.

"Lucky?"

"Doesn't that mean..."

"Ah --"

XiMenqing and song Yunwu screamed and hurried out of the villa. In a hurry, song Yunwu's wigs fell at the door.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Simon Qing shouted as he ran.

"Is my hair all right?" Song Yunwu asked XiMenqing in panic, "is my hair no less?"

She has been raised for a long time and is ready to be scalded into instant noodles. If this is destroyed again, she will really cry.

"It's all right," XiMenqing took the opportunity to hug song Yunwu and pat her on the back, "there's me, there's me."

Song Yunwu felt at ease at first, but then thought, no! She seems to have burned her hair last time! What's your strength in her arms?

"Stay away from me!" she hurriedly pushed Ximen Qing away and held her head in her hands. "No, don't burn my hair again."

"Tut -" she finally caught a chance to make out, but she reacted. XiMenqing felt very sorry.

……

"I'm sorry." ajani said this in the room, but Simon Qing and song Yunwu couldn't hear it.

She rubbed the inside of her thigh. It was unimaginable that she had never experienced the pain of splitting. Fortunately, she is not a man, or else she will pull the egg, and the two pain will add up, and the consequences will be terrible.

"Oh," ajani suddenly remembered something, "why did you forget to tell them about it again."

It was more than ten days ago. She heard a voice in the backyard, but she went out to have a look, but she didn't find anything. She lives in such a big house alone. It's hard to avoid some fear when she meets such a thing.

She was going to ask song Yunwu if the villa was haunted. Otherwise, there are so many high-end villas on such a large hillside. Why is there only one family in Xiliang demon villa?

But her confused character was forgotten as soon as she looked back. It was not until Ximen Qing heard that voice when they went out a few days ago that she remembered it.

She was so hungry that she didn't have much strength, so she didn't check it.

"They probably don't dare to see me again today. Let's talk to them next time." ajani put it behind her again. And if she doesn't say, they will never know Simon's love.

……

Watanabe is a reformer.

In the words of her hometown, it is a "human weapon".

She belongs to the sunlight Dongzhao palace. Her memory before the age of 12 is completely blank, and then it is all the memory of killing for the organization.

She's special. She doesn't kill ordinary people. She's specifically aimed at evolutionists. That's how her body was transformed.

So far, more than 50 powerful evolutors have died in her hands in the past three years, of which the weakest is at the armament level and several at the strategic level.

Watanabe's biggest wish is