I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

  Chapter 770 Why should I apologize?

   "Girl Leng, in fact, that sign is not allowed."

   "Girl Leng, believe me, drawing fortune telling is not a good idea. The real marriage has to be in your own hands."

   "Girl Leng, I am really a soldier of pure love!"

   "Girl cold, don't go so fast, girl cold."

  Since the little girl uttered the meaning of the "peach blossom lotus", Leng Bingqing never paid attention to Jiang Lin anymore and just left on her own.

  Jiang Lin kept explaining later.

  Jiang Lin wondered if Miss Leng really liked herself and became jealous.

   But this is unlikely, if this gives Leng Bingqing a strategy, then I too look down on the purpose of Jade Heart Sect.

  But what is going on?

  In fact, let alone Jiang Lin couldn't understand it, even Leng Bingqing didn't figure out why she didn't want to care about him.

  Leng Bingqing felt that she didn't care about the two lotteries, and she had no reason to care about it, and fortune-telling was not allowed.

   But when I thought of that peach blossom lottery, when I remembered that Jiang Yida was not only to herself, but also to other people, Leng Bingqing felt that her heart was faintly stuffy, as if she was blocked.

  Could it be that something went wrong in your sword practice recently?

  Leng Bingqing buried her head while thinking, while Jiang Lin followed, not unconsciously, the two came to a small river.

  On the reed immortal boat, there are also rivers.

  Not only rivers, but also mountains.

  Because all transcontinental immortal boats are not so much a huge spacecraft, they are not so much a huge flying island, so mountains and rivers have everything.

  Leng Bingqing’s bright eyes blinked and blinked as he watched the paper boat flowing down the river.

"This seems to be the Reed River." Jiang Lin walked to Leng Bingqing's side and explained, "I heard that as long as you write your wish on a piece of paper and put it down in the river, if you can cross that arch bridge , Then the wish can be realized."

  Leng Bingqing looked at Jiang Lin's eyes dumbly, those flickering eyes seemed to say: "How do you know?"

   "Because of this brochure." After reading the meaning of her eyes, Jiang Lin smiled and shook the "Celebration Must Play" in his hand.

  "Boss, here are two red papers."

  Leng Bingqing finally talked to herself, Jiang Lin smiled and pulled her wrist to a small stall.

  Boss: "Two low-grade spirit stones and one."

  Jiang Lin: "Just two red papers, four more?!"

  Boss: "Young man, don't you know? My red paper is better than others."

  Jiang Lin: "Forget it, four will be four."

  Boss: "Thank you for your patronage, there are brushes available over there, dear."

  Jiang Lin took the red paper and pulled Leng Bingqing to the stall next door, but Jiang Lin suddenly found that Leng Bingqing kept his head down.

   "Huh? What's wrong?"

   Following Leng Bingqing’s gaze, it was his big hand clutching her wrist.

  The girl just looked at Jiang Lin's hand, her long eyelashes blinked.

   "Sorry!"

  Jiang Lin quickly released it. At this time, Leng Bingqing’s white wrist was already marked with a red streak.

   "Why should I apologize?"

  Leng Bingqing raised her head and looked directly at Jiang Lin with her eyes. She didn't escape at all, and even made Jiang Lin's lsp a little flustered.

   "Er" Jiang Lin didn't know how to explain it for a while, "After all, it's a girl's wrist. Are men and women giving or receiving marriage?"

   "But you have shaken it so many times, why do you apologize this time?" Leng Bingqing asked, without any accusations in his tone, and even with a bit of curiosity?

  "."

  Don’t say, Leng Bingqing’s question is really a blind spot in Jiang Lin’s knowledge.

  If you say "I'm just being polite, the oil that should be wiped still should be wiped".

  So, will Leng Bingqing cut it over for herself with a single sword?

  And don’t know why, Jiang Lin always feels cold and weird today.

  How do you say it is like a ruthless long sword, slowly melting into molten iron, although there is only a small amount of water, but Jiang Lin feels that it has transformed from nothing to nothing.

  In short, Leng Bingqing seems to be more humane. This should be a good change.

   "This. What you said makes sense." Jiang Lin nodded and said, then he simply held Leng Bingqing's tender and slippery wrist again, "Then I won't let go."

  "."

  Leng Bingqing was actually waiting for an explanation, but he didn't expect this person to explain without explaining, and directly led him up.

  But

  Leng Bingqing fell into doubt again as she watched Jiang Yida holding her wrist, wondering why she didn’t have the urge to draw a sword.

Without waiting for Leng Bingqing to think about the results, Jiang Lin directly pulled Leng Bingqing to the stall next door.

People who did not know Leng Bingqing watched such a beautiful girl unexpectedly being held by a man, and they all felt that the cabbage was picked up by a pig, and people who recognized Leng Bingqing discovered that Leng Bingqing was actually held by a man. The whole person is stupid.

  They suspect that they are dreaming.

   "Here."

  Jiang Lin released Leng Bingqing’s wrist and handed her a writing brush, then Jiang Lin picked up a writing brush and wrote his wish on the red paper.

  Leng Bingqing looked at the red paper on the table, picking up the brush, she didn't know what to write for a while.

  For her, all she has is a sword. Besides, what else do she want?

   Turned his head, Leng Bingqing stared at Jiang Yida's side face blankly.

  I don’t know how long it took until Jiang Lin concentrated on folding the paper boat.

   "What did you write?"

  Leng Bingqing turned her head and asked as she watched the paper boat slowly drifting away.

  In Jiang Lin’s impression, before tonight, Leng Bingqing seldom asked herself anything.

   "It won't work if I say my wish." Jiang Lin, who wrote "Harem Peace", refused to answer the question, but turned the subject and asked, "What did you write?"

  Leng Bingqing didn’t seem to hear Jiang Lin’s phrase "It won’t work anymore", looked at the sparkling river surface, and said lightly: "Jianxin is clear."

   "I think your swordsmanship is enough."

Before the three words "Enough Mingche" were finished, Jiang Lin looked at Leng Bingqing~www.readwn.com~ A woman who was originally Jianxin Mingche hoped for "Jianxin Mingche", that is to say, Is there a problem with her kendo?

  Why? Nothing happened recently?

   Could it be that Leng Bingqing saw this prosperous life and felt that the deserted practice of kendo was not worth it?

  Absolutely impossible, Leng Bingqing’s Jianxin is absolutely impossible to be affected by this prosperity.

  "Do you have any questions about your kendo?" Jiang Lin asked with concern.

   "Hmm." Leng Bingqing nodded, "Now I don't know why, I always feel that my kendo has shaken something."

   "Uh, shall we go back?"

  The volatility of kendo is really serious, and outsiders can't help with this kind of thing, they can only rely on their own to clear the understanding, this time requires meditation.

   "It should be useless."

  Leng Bingqing shook her head, her clear eyes reflected Jiang Lin's figure, and she slowly stretched out her hand:

   "Can you continue to hold my hand?"

  (End of this chapter)