unscrupulous angel

The hero, the savior, is indeed admired by all.However, neither the hero nor the savior seemed to live long.This proves that, whether a hero or a savior, there is usually a tragedy.

The big gangster doesn't want tragedy, so he has no interest in being a hero or a savior.

What happened to being a hooligan?At least as a hooligan, you can live happily.This guy's mentality is, I'm a hooligan, I'm proud, and I like it!

Shaking his head, the big hooligan felt that he was thinking too much.The purpose of coming this time is for Lao Xia's abilities, as for the others, that's all nonsense.

Looking carefully at Lao Xia's small courtyard, the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

The previous two visits may have been due to haste and lack of attention, but when I looked at it now, I could find that there was something extraordinary in the ordinary of this small courtyard.

The layout of the small courtyard, the flowers and plants planted, are actually indistinctly in line with the laws of heaven!

"It's not simple, Lao Xia is really not simple!" The gangster couldn't help sighing again, it's really a pity that such a strange person died.

Among other things, just being able to create such a small courtyard is enough to prove Xia Wentian's awesomeness.Living in this small courtyard definitely has unimaginable benefits for understanding the way of heaven.

The big hooligans were a little hesitant, whether they wanted to live in this small courtyard for a while.

"Khan, why did you miss it?" He shook his head with a smile, stopped stopping in the yard, and walked into the room.

There was no dust in the empty room, but it gave off a faint sense of depression, which proved that this room had not been occupied for a long time.

The big rogue put his hands behind his back, releasing his mental perception without reservation.He wanted to see if Lao Xia had left anything in this room.

However, after a while, he was disappointed.

There seemed to be nothing left in the room. Could it be that Xia Wentian really brought his super power into the coffin?

The big hooligan frowned and thought about it, thinking it was unlikely.

With Xia Wentian's personality, it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing!

"Then what's going on?" The big hooligan paced up and down the room, his brain running fast.

Since Lao Xia has left an inheritance, the inheritance should be in his former residence.But he has already checked with his spiritual perception, and there is nothing here.

Could it be that the spiritual perception is wrong?No, this possibility is infinitely close to zero.After all, despite Lao Xia's ability, his cultivation is not very good.How could such a cultivation base affect his spiritual perception?

"Maybe it's because he really didn't stay at his residence?" The big hooligan rubbed his chin and said to himself.

But the problem is that Xia Wentian is basically a person who doesn't leave the door and doesn't go out, just like a lady in ancient times.If he leaves the inheritance, it is impossible to stay in other places.

"Damn it, Lao Xia, what kind of plane are you doing?!" The big hooligan felt that he was about to go crazy, Lao Xia, Lao Xia, you said you died, why are you still playing with my brother mysteriously?

After a while of sighing, the big hooligan walked out of the room again and came to the small courtyard.To be honest, he hesitated whether to stay here or leave directly.

If you continue to stay, there is no guarantee that you will gain something.But go straight away, he is not reconciled!

"Go ahead, dig three feet to find it! Lao Xia, I'm exhausted with you!" With a strong exhalation, the big hooligan made up his mind.