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Chapter 24 "Soft Soul Delivery"

Who is Qiansusu?The Lord who is not afraid of heaven and earth.

He thought: I am a famous thief of the Jinyin tribe, but I am younger, only 16 years old this year.Speaking of my resume, it's... terrible, I haven't successfully stolen a single time.Although he has no ability, his heart is not dead.

"He hasn't recruited Ah yet." Ah Jing passed by Tao Sheng's room, the door was open, and he could see Qiansusu tied to the corner inside.

"What are you looking at!" Qiansusu shouted at Ajing with a look of dissatisfaction, "Don't let me find the book of heaven, as long as I know where it is, I will let you all look good!"

Tao Sheng was leaning on the couch reading a book, and when he heard Qian Susu's call, he burst out laughing, with a very unfriendly smile.

A Jing also smiled. She knew very well that there was no celestial book in this world, and the celestial book had become one with herself. Qiansusu was destined to be a waste of time...

After being busy these days, Mrs. Hua almost forgot about the lucky weaving house. Her role these days is Fenghua City Lord, and she has long forgotten her identity as the owner of the lucky weaving house. There is a backlog of things in the store. Can handle it.

When Qiao Fan News came up, he found that there were many orders on the account.

"Ma'am, there is a serious shortage of cloth in our store." Qiao Fan said, "Now the goods can't come in, and they can't be sent out. What about the reputation of our store?"

"What are you talking about about reputation or not? You are young, relax, you haven't seen so many headaches in my city, isn't it okay?" Mrs. Hua has given up maintaining a good city owner and a good shop owner. The image is gone, "A country is not a country, a city is not a city, ... the store will soon become a store!"

"That's not to say that, the weaving house is my dream, and the owner is my idol," Qiao Fan was a little sad, "I don't want to let my dream and idol be disillusioned!"

"I'm a little girl, I can't afford to be! I can't be an idol, why don't I, the store manager, let you do it?" Mrs. Hua made up her mind, "Let's do it like this, I'm too tired. Now, this burden is unloaded on you, so you don't have to stare at me every day, there are so many things here that my old woman can't take it anymore."

"Ma'am! I protest, I'm only 15 years old, and I will grow old very quickly when I become a store manager!" Qiao Fan quickly took out the small mirror that he carried with him, and took a look at his beautiful face.

"You said that, this shopkeeper, I can't stay there anymore." Mrs. Hua looked at the mirror wall at the end of the bookshelf in her study, "Well, Xiaofan shopkeeper, go back to the shop, these things, Make up your mind early! Zazao!"

"Yes!" Zao Zao, the maid who was sorting the scrolls, hurriedly agreed when she heard Madam Hua's voice.

"Put a silver fox cloak and a felt hat on Xiaofan, it's cold outside." Madam Hua said, "Let Liu Jun send some warriors to escort her back."

"Yes!" Zao Zao agreed, and brought a bright cloak and a set of felt hats to put on Qiao Fan, and brought a warm little stove in her hand.

Qiao Fan knew that Mrs. Hua would not change it if she agreed, so he thanked Zaozao and retire to Mrs. Hua.When Qiao Fan walked out of the house, he saw that outside Huayu Terrace, it was full of ice and snow, and the world was even more integrated.Although it froze to death like this, at first glance, it was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

Mo Banzhu was walking in the inner courtyard of the Changsheng Theater, and saw that the garden in the hailstones had already shown the artistic conception of being frozen and desolate, and there was no one here.The blue-and-white cat was nestled under Mo's half-brown cotton cloak, with only one head exposed.

"After understanding human nature, although the fur has not changed, I am even more afraid of the cold," Ono said, "I really hate me like this."

"It's nothing, as a human being, it's always hypocritical and delicate." Mo Banzhu said, "People are used to cherishing themselves."

"I remembered something, I don't know if I should talk about it or not." Ono said, "It's not an important thing."

"Let's talk about getting rid of the boredom." Mo Banzhu licked the fur on Ono's back, and it felt really good.Ono let out a meow, but his habit has not changed. He has two languages ​​at the same time, so he will switch subconsciously.

"That day, I saw a sparrow stealing a pill from a female guest's room. It was white and red. I thought it was Renrui and Renhua who ate it together." Ono said, "I don't know what it looks like now. "

"It's probably a bit weirder than you." Mo Banzhu said, only feeling that Ono's fur was smooth and soft, and he murmured twice for a while.

Ono purred happily, "meow, meow, meow," and sure enough, the cat was still a cat.

After hearing about the disasters in various countries, Ji Tiao also felt a little sad in his heart.She is only 13 years old, but her intelligence is no different from that of a thousand-year-old person. She is a natural leader, so she is naturally a little cold and arrogant, and she looks at things calmly.

Although Qu Liu was a year or two older than her, in her eyes, he looked like a weak child.Therefore, I often see Qu Liu sticking to myself and asking questions, and naturally I will be very irritable.

However, although the heart is cold, the background is kind.Cold heart is because of the wisdom and inspiration beyond ordinary people, and kindness is indeed the essence and voice of the heart.These few days, I just shut myself in the door to play the piano and compose music, and I don't miss anything else.Xianting used her "Jingluo" qin to compose a song "Send Soft Soul".

Together with "Send the Soft Soul", the birds in the bamboo forest outside the house circled and took the song away, and the entire Qixia Mountain could hear the sound of the scorpion.Everyone listened with bated breath.

The wind is also passing, the light is passing, the hail is digested into rain, the rain is passing, the ice crystals on the ground have melted, and the road surface has been exposed again.Every little grass and every leaf under the ice surface stretched out its muscles and bones, and the entire Fenghua City suddenly felt warm.

People who are looking out the window are seeing the miracle of melting ice and snow.

The cold and indifferent expressions on the faces of those snow-covered ice corpses piled up outdoors all stretched out, some were at ease, and some even smiled.

What those flat-headed people can't see is: those gray souls sealed in the frozen ice corpse suddenly floated out, shaken off the dust, softened, and regained their golden appearance, they floated out together, Gather in the sky and fly to the direction of Qixia Mountain.

Qu Bing, who was locked in Shenxie Pavilion, saw the golden souls gathered in the sky.She had just witnessed the whole process from the ice and snow to the warm air outside the window, saw the continuous hail turning into drizzle, heard the sound of the "Jingluo" qin from Qixia Mountain, and knew that it was the flying flies. play music.

Qu Bing listened carefully to this "Send of Soft Soul", yes, the power of the scorpion has grown a lot, and now the ability to soothe the soul is already above him, and he is indeed the natural leader of the Songling Clan.

A Jing also heard "Send the Soft Soul". She looked at the sky outside the window, and saw golden souls gathered in the sky. There were thousands of beams, big and small. They were like slender triangular beams. clean.

Chapter 24 "Soft Soul Delivery" Ended

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