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Chapter 579 Zhao Shicheng Who Wants to Protect ([-])

(sixteen)
The feeling of panic is really not suitable for this little fairy.

This little fairy is bold and frank.

Humph……

╯^╰

The servant twitched the corner of his mouth furtively, innocent?

Master, won't your conscience hurt when you say this?
The innocent man and widow were alone in the barren hills, their clothes were messy, and their eyes were wandering when they came back.

Shengge's serious words sounded more like a cover-up to the boy, in order to protect Tang Wan's reputation.

Alas, the young master really fell down.

……

……

As night falls, the courtyard is filled with silver light, like a pool of clear water, reflecting exotic flowers and plants, which really feels like a fairyland on earth.

It's just that Sheng Ge had no intention of appreciating these beautiful scenes, which were as fairy-like as magic.

He has always adhered to the practice of eating when he can and sleeping when he can. The heartless Sheng Ge lay on the bed tossing and turning, without feeling sleepy for a long time.

Those two hoarse, unattractive meows were like a seed that was about to take root in Sheng Ge's heart.

familiar……

This sense of familiarity made Shengge terrified.

However, there was no trace of this person in his mind, and this blankness coupled with this sense of familiarity made Shengge at a loss.

Shengge itself is an unbeatable xiaoqiang, who has no memory and has never been worried.

Meow meow meow……

What's so meow...

Angrily, Shengge got up from the bed, put on his coat, stepped on his boots and pushed the door casually out.

A good night must not be wasted on insomnia.

Since you can't sleep, it's better to find something to do.

Zhao Mansion, a Xuanhe family, outside the gate is a long bluestone road.

In the daytime, it is majestic and solemn, but in the night it looks a little sad and gloomy, especially when there is a man in white standing motionless at the end of the road.

The large sleeve robe fluttered in the wind, more like a ghost in the middle of the night.

what……

Ahhh...

ah ah ah...

hell...

Shengge felt that he should be afraid of ghosts, especially after seeing her, the ghost kept drifting closer...

Although this little fairy is as beautiful as a flower, her beauty is delicious, she is unique in the heaven and earth, but she absolutely does not want to be the meal of the ghost.

woo woo woo...

Ugly rake, this little fairy shouldn't despise you.

Help.

Sheng Ge's appearance of about to piss in fear fell into the eyes of the glass scum in the live broadcast room, and it was simply the most interesting topic of conversation.

A person who once fed countless ghost Meng Po soup in the underworld is still afraid of ghosts...

Well, still a self righteous ghost.

I don't know if the ugly rake really has supernatural powers, or if he and Shengge really have a sympathy, anyway, after Shengge chanted a few words, the ugly rake suddenly appeared in front of Shengge, trembling, as if he was looking at her Acting coquettishly.

Shengge: Σ(°△°|||)︴

These days, even the ugly rake can be coquettish and cute, so how can a steel straight girl like her survive.

Covering my face and thinking...

She is not even as good as a rake, shouldn't it be time to find a good tree and study the technique of hanging.

Self-hanging southeast branch is also an art.

While Shengge was thinking divinely, he held the rake in his hand. The cold touch made Shengge feel at ease.

With the rake in hand, I have the world.

Shengge breathed a sigh of relief, and swung the rake towards the ghost in white.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

Well, Shengge doesn't want to be the one who suffers at all.

Eat this little fairy with a rake...

"It's you?"

When the rake was about to hit the shoulder of the man in white, Shengge finally saw the man clearly in the gray mist.

Oh……

Just the one who meows meow like a cat.

It was the troublesome person who kept her from sleeping well tonight.

"it's me……"

Seeing that Shengge remembered him, Wang Jiulang's thin lips rose slightly.

The unparalleled son, with a smile on his face, is breathtakingly beautiful.

"Wei Jie..."

What Wang Jiulang blurted out was the word Wei Jie...

Wei Jie?

Shengge frowned...

Wei Jie, she has seen records in the history books, that is also a shocking noble son who is destined to be passed down for thousands of years.

Young and intelligent, but weak in body, she is a sick beauty.

But it was such a slender and weak man with powdered thrush who abruptly left home and built a city in troubled times.

It is said that Wei Jie never married, and he only has a son adopted in the early years by his side, named Wei Zhiqiu.

It is said that Wei Jie has a very close relationship with Wang Jiulang of the Wang family of Langya, and it seems that there is an inexplicable affection.

As time went by for thousands of years, there were countless guesses by literati and writers, but in the end they all came to nothing.

But even this bit of peachy rumor can't obliterate that Wei Jie was indeed a rare pearl in that era.

The Pearl of Weijia, Zhilan Yushu.

He has provided tens of thousands of people with a comfortable environment where they can live and work in peace and contentment without any worries. This is a great merit.

and many more……

and many more……

Wang Jiulang?
Wang Jiulang?
Could it be that the person who kept calling him Wei Jie was Wang Jiulang recorded in the history books.

That Wang Jiulang who makes countless people look up to him?

Emmmm......

She seemed to have really seen a ghost.

"Wang Jiulang..."

Shengge said stumblingly.

God bless, she must be thinking too much...

Wang Jiulang seemed to have seen through Shengge's thoughts, and nodded firmly.

He is indeed Wang Jiulang...

Yes, maybe Wei Jie may have amnesia, and may have forgotten everything, but those years are still engraved in the long river of history after all.

His and Wei Jie's names are in the same place.

Very good.

So good.

"Are you dead or alive..."

Shengge gasped, and tightened her hand holding the rake.

Is she going to fight, or is she going to flee?

The one in front of him is a thousand-year-old monster.

"Either dead nor alive..."

Wang Jiulang replied solemnly.

Shengge: [┐'_'┌]

These days, not only the rake can be coquettish and cute, but even the thousand-year-old zombie can make jokes.

It seems that even if Wang Jiulang, who has left a strong mark in the history books, died, it would be an adventure.

zombie...

Still a different zombie.

Can not be afraid of the sun, can speak clearly, and even the appearance of words and deeds is no different from ordinary people.

emmm, it seems that it looks better than a real person...

I swear to God, she is definitely not a nympho, let alone jealous.

"Wang Jiulang, did you recognize the wrong person?"

In the blink of an eye, Sheng Ge made up countless dramas, such as the stories that Wang Jiulang and Wei Jie had to tell, what Wang Jiulang still did not forget Wei Jie even though he was dead, and looking for a little brother for thousands of years...

emmm, it seems quite sweet.

Does she want to knock this pair of candies?

Shengge hesitated.

Tut tut...

Forget it, the candy is fake, if it looks like candy, who knows if there is glass shards inside.

Well, you need to be careful when knocking sugar.

"Wang Jiulang..."

"Although I'm not ugly, I'm definitely not as good as Wei Jie's beauty, so..."

Stand-in memes or something, they have been played to pieces long ago, okay?

Hmph, this little fairy disdains this.

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