Nongmenfu girl's daily life

Chapter 697

Qionglou Yuyu, the night wind is blowing, the ink hair is blown away, a pair of clear eyes are more translucent and clean in the night, the flute is playing, worrying and messy.

The old leader looked up at his grandson who was playing the flute on the roof. Although he was not far away, he felt that he was far away. The sound of the flute was ethereal and sad, full of longing.

It seems that the grandson really likes the little girl.

It's just that the little girl didn't cultivate the set of internal skills and mental methods I gave her at all.

That disfigured girl at Zixia Peak didn't know why she was going crazy, she insisted that she captured her junior brother and nearly brought down the Fallen Devil Sect, but luckily when I was young, I made friends with many people, so I barely managed to keep the Fallen Devil Sect down.

But the rivers and lakes are also in chaos, and now he is in a state of desperation, and has no time to help his grandson chase the little girl.

The grandson obviously gave up silently, but he missed the little girl in his heart.

The old leader couldn't imagine that with his grandson's temperament, he could bear the pain of a secret love, or the kind of silently letting go, silently blessing, silently missing.

So stupid.

Just plain stupid.

The little girl didn't even know what her grandson's real face looked like.

It's not that he is boasting, his grandson has a good-looking face, which is much better than the fake leather he borrowed, and the little girl's husband can't match it.

Although, I have to say that the little girl's husband is also good-looking, but he is different from his own grandson, who is like a banished fairy. In another world he has been to before, that It's a male god, I don't know how many fans will follow and worship him.

Hey, my grandson was born in the wrong era!

if……

The old leader took out a jade box, opened the jade box, and there was a small bug lying quietly in the jade box. The bug was very small, like a sesame seed, white, with a pair of small black eyes.

The old leader liked the world he had exchanged souls in the past so much that he was unwilling to be exchanged back, but luckily, he was exchanged back. After being expelled, he was motivated to study Requiem Gu.

Requiem Gu is planted in Miaojiang children under the age of ten, and then at a critical moment, the soul is exchanged, the soul is used to nourish the soul, and then the soul is exchanged at the right time. The old leader wants to cultivate Requiem Gu into a kind of People over ten years old can also exist usefully. As long as they have Miaojiang blood, no matter how old they are, they can be implanted into the body and coexist with the body.

If he succeeds in nurturing, he wants to go back to the era of soul exchange before, playing disco in jeans, swinging his head in a fashionable airplane head, and drawing circles with his left and right hands, not to mention how exciting it is.

Licking his lips, the old leader misses the wine there a little bit, the wine in this world is not good at all, but the wine in that world is so delicious, there are chocolate and fruit flavors...

Thinking of chocolate, the old leader became even more sad.

It had been a long time since he had eaten chocolate, and the melt-in-your-mouth, silky sweetness was so missed.

The old leader closed the box, clenched his fists, and cheered himself up: "I can do it! Humph!"

If my grandson can't catch up with that little girl, I will take my grandson to another world to become a super male god, and let thousands of little fans chase him!

Ye Ziyue, who put down the flute, looked at the old leader who was talking to himself with cool eyes.

The old leader who was still quietly encouraging to be a manager and to train his grandson to become a super idol felt the cold gaze, raised his head, looked at his grandson, smiled, and wrinkled his face, "Hello! Sun, grandpa is here to see you, miss me?"

(End of this chapter)