From then on, whenever Lin Zixian needed her, she would always appear as quickly as possible, never ask any reason, do whatever you ask her to do, absolutely without regrets and hard work.

Lin Zi is really good at treating her. She always gives her a little heartwarming when she accidentally

Warmth, although she seemed to feel nothing on the surface.

It was not until Lin Zixian retired that he completely cut off contact with her, but he didn't expect that this time he came to him.

Of course, only the two people involved know about this matter, and no one outsider knows that there is any hidden truth in it.

After Chu Shijun sent someone to bring the car, the two left the tea bar, and Lin Zixian took Mieko around.

I bought a clay pot on the market, and then went to the Chinese medicine store to buy some Chinese medicine, alcohol cotton and bandages, and then drove the car to the deserted wilderness, burned firewood, and made ointment there with my own hands.

Miloko sat quietly and looked into the distance, without saying a word. In fact, she didn't speak very much, and usually she answered after someone asked.

After taking some time to roll the ointment, Lin Zixian walked to her side with the crock pot filled with the fragrance of medicine and said, "Take off the clothes!"

Mikeko didn't say much, and took off her coat she was wearing. She only had a black elastic siege left on her upper body, holding her plump breasts, standing in the cool wilderness.

Lin Zixian turned behind her and was about to apply medicine to her, but suddenly she found a long scar on her back, extending from the shoulder bone on her back to the tingling tun part under the ku. Lin Zixian had met her many times, so he naturally knew that there was no such scar behind her before.

He reached out and slid down the scar, hooked her cowboy's waist and pulled it open, looking at the long scar and frowned, "What's going on with this injury? Who hurts it?"

"It's nothing, people always miss it." Mieko casually passed by, not telling him that this scar was discovered by his enemies when he was looking for him everywhere.

Lin Zixian reached out to go around her smooth neck, pinched her chin, slapped her over, and stared at her for a while.

Mieko's eyes were calm and Lin Zixian lost his temper. Knowing that this woman didn't want to say something, she couldn't ask, so she put the clay pot on the hood of the hood, pushed her around, unbuttoned the lock behind her Wenxiong, and a pair of fair and plump jumped out immediately.

"Kuzi has also taken off." Lin Zixian ordered.

Mieko was stunned. What should I do if the wound on my shoulder is taken off?

She didn't hesitate. Although she mistakenly thought he was going to do that, she obediently untied the cowboy ku and took it off. Anyway, they didn't know how many times they had done it between them.

The amazing white curves stood there quietly in the wilderness, ready to deal with the people behind him.

The places where you should be thin are thin, and the places where you should be plump are not vague. Her skeleton is not big, making it more and more valuable to make the fullness of the place. If the smooth skin is eliminated, it is difficult to believe that this woman is a ninja killer.

Then again, if Mieko looked bad, he wouldn't be interested in her.

Lin Zixian pulled her inside to the root of the big tui, looked at the scars left on her tumbling, quickly took out more than a dozen needles from her belt, treated them with alcohol, pinched them into a row, and said in a deep voice: "Hold on a little bit, it may hurt a little." Mikeko" Well, the needles on Lin Zixian's hand were already jumping rapidly, cleaning the wound on her shoulder, and even directly poking the long wound behind her that had already healed.

After a while, Mikeko's shoulders to her back and to her tun part had become bloody and bloody. She didn't even frown from beginning to end, which showed how strong her patience was.

Lin Zixian quickly wiped the blood from the wound with a medicinal cotton and quickly applied the black ointment to her wounds up and down. After that, he bandaged her and Lou Zhun's wounds.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, helped her pull her back, and slapped her on her other intact buttocks and said, "Okay! Put on your clothes!"

Mieko put on her underwear and outerwear as she spoke, while Lin Zixian packed the remaining ointment and put it on her hand and said, "Change the medicine every day until the scab of the wound falls off and will not leave any scars."

Mikeko's eyes flashed with an undetectable softness, but she turned her head and looked aside without letting him see it.

Lin Zixian digged the soil and put out the fire beside him. He took a small half-red branch and lit a cigarette. He threw the charcoal under his feet and stepped on it. He sucked it. The smoke spit out and asked, "When will you leave?"

Mieko looked back and stared at him for a while, quietly said: "I am willing to accept the loss, and I will fulfill my promise.

Of course, Lin Zixian knew what she called her post-gambling promise, but he wouldn't really let her be a slave for the rest of her life.

Sitting on the hood, a breeze blew his fluffy short hair.

He held the cigarette and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mikeko, the matter has passed. I have withdrawn from the underground world. You have not violated your promise. You have been free long ago. At least from today, I officially promise you are free."

"You should know that the formal promise of a professional killer cannot be refused. The only way is to end my life."

After Mikeko finished speaking, she silently turned her body and shines her back to him without any precautions. It is entirely that you can kill me now and end the promise you think you should end.

Looking at her short hair that was fluttering in the setting sun, Lin Zixian was completely speechless. How could he kill her for such a small matter?

"Mihuizi, why are you doing this? I'm sorry for you, you really don't owe me anything." Lin Zixian sighed.

Mieko stood there motionless, without saying a word, and was still waiting for him to kill her.

This move is too ruthless, and it is a decisive move against people like Lin Zixian.

Lin Zitong was really amused and crying. He knew that this woman was stubborn, and no matter how hard she persuaded her, she took a deep breath and said, "You go to Donghai! I still have something to do, I can't take you with me.

Hearing this sentence, Mieko slowly turned around and said calmly: "I'm by your side, maybe I can do something for you."

"Yes, with your skills, I can indeed help me a lot, but at least not now, because you have met with the Sun family. You can't let people know that the matter was done by someone around me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to wash it clearly if I jumped into the Yellow River." Lin Zixian picked out the car and sucked it. He threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it. He held her face in both hands and smiled: "Go to the East China Sea, go to the place where I live to recover from my wounds, and wait for me to come back."

Mieko nodded, saying that she agreed.

Lin Zixian mopped out the key to Yingxue Apartment, untied it and stuffed it into her hands, and told her the address of Yingxue Apartment.

The two of them then got into the car and quickly left the wilderness. The quilt with apple-blooded apples on the ground blew into the weeds, with a little bright red...

Qingcheng's mountains and rivers are green and quiet. The mountains are good mountains and waters are good waters. They are not small in fame, so there are naturally many tourists.

Xiaodao came here with his reputation and wore sunglasses and followed the tour group to watch it. It was rare that he had such leisure to travel, so he naturally had to take a good look.

The tour guide was almost occupied by him, and he pestered people to ask questions, which made the tourists in the group have a lot of opinions. But Xiaodao is someone who has seen guns and bullets. He is not as thick-skinned as he is, and he would not care about such mere opinions.

Actually! If he cares about a certain attraction, everyone will not have any comments. You can just listen to the tour guide.

But this guy is concerned about the Sifang Mountain. He always asks if there is any road to this mountain and whether it is easy to climb the mountain. Occasionally, he asks if there is a dungeon that is related to people. Isn’t this a brain problem?

Lin Zixian did not wander around in Qingcheng, but was wandering around in the nearby towns. There were quite a few people selling various specialties and handicrafts, and this was the case in tourist areas. Of course, he had never been interested in shopping and had never only visited the terrain.

"Sir, do you want to buy some handicrafts?... A sweet voice sounded behind him.

Lin Zixian turned around slowly, and he also wore a pair of sunglasses on his face. He didn't want to learn from the infinite wind of Xiaodao, but because he could block his face and not make people recognize him so easily.

If you don’t look at it, you will be surprised when you look at it. You will be a beautiful woman with a pretty good look, wearing a long dress similar to ancient costumes or ethnic costumes. She is a typical natural beauty that can only grow in the mountains and clear water areas.

It is absolutely true that one person is nourishing the other person. The smart aura on the faces of the city people can't hide it even if they pretend to be cute or cute. The key is that they have a good skin foundation, so they are definitely made from natural oxygen bars, and cosmetics don't have this effect.

The bright eyes are as clear as a pool of autumn water, and the bottom is honest. The eyelashes are long, the nose is beautiful, and the red chun opens the white teeth and the bright eyes are shining. It is a beautiful girl.

He was carrying a basket on his back, there were a lot of things hanging around his neck, and he was holding newspapers, magazines and other things in his hand.

Lin Zixian felt that he couldn't see clearly with his glasses, and subconsciously was affected by Xiao Xi's movements. He hooked his sunglasses on the tip of his nose, turned his eyes to look at him, and asked, "What are you selling?" This probably means that those who are close to the red are red, while those who are close to the ink are dark! Birds of a feather flock together.

The girl immediately took off her backpack and squatted on the ground to snatch the things inside to him. As a result, she saw that he was indifferent to his interest, she quickly explained: "These are all handicrafts I made by myself. The money I sold will be donated to poor students in the mountains, and I will not keep a penny.

Sir, please buy it as a souvenir as a casual souvenir! Just treat it as helping those poor students.”

Seeing their sincere and expectant eyes, not saying whether it was true or false to donate to poor students, Lin Zixian was not willing to let them down and chose.

But to be honest, he really has no interest in these things, and he admits that he is not a person who appreciates handicrafts.

Finally, I felt that the small gourds polished by mountains and stones hanging around my neck were small and cute, especially the beautiful handwriting on it, which seemed to have some basic skills. So I pointed to the plump xiongjiao and said, "Just buy it."!
Chapter completed!