The person who loves you has left, but his love is everywhere.

So don't be afraid.

Ye Qingyu is doing a big business now and knows how to settle accounts.

Her father was willing to do anything for her, but he never thought of handing over the legacy of the Equal Country to her, which means that it was a bad debt.

The way to deal with bad debts is to cancel.

"Equality" may be a beautiful ideal, but she thought that road should not be in the Equality Country.

Pavilion Master Ye has already paid the account and sent the guests. There should be nothing to talk about at this point, but Sun Yin has not moved.

He glanced at Shisha, who had not yet been missed, and changed into an extremely ambiguous voice: "This is the secret sound I created, which can avoid the perception of others. Master Ye doesn't have to worry."

The joyful little tiger mask covers the facial expression of the stunning genius.

He said in a vague way: "I heard that the Heavenly Lord Baocai has been looking for the true identity of the god hero. Is Pavilion Master Ye not interested in this?"

Ye Qingyu's eyes fell back to him: "You are going to tell me?"

"I don't know the answer, either." Sun Yin said: "But if you join the Equal Country, we can find a way to find it together. It is easier for us to break through from the inside than to find a needle in a haystack by Jiang Zhenjun."

He guessed that Ye Qingyu would probably ask some questions, what do you think about the equal country, why do you also need to check the gods and so on? He had already prepared the answer before he came and planned to explain his ideals.

The Yizhen Dao has been destroyed, but the tragedy of Fengtian You clan is not accidental. It has happened and will happen in the future.

He has lived for revenge these years. In the days to come, he hopes that there will be no more stories about the broken Wild King City in the world, and that he will redeem the soul withered in Wild King City.

Ye Qingyu’s current identity and position are really convenient. If she can get her support, she will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

But he only got Ye Qingyu's polite smile - "Goodbye."

"I don't need to explain the power of the god hero. Even if he faces the match, he will have a slim chance of winning... Don't Master Ye want to help?" Sun Yin asked.

"It is important for people to know themselves." Ye Qingyu said in a quiet voice: "The strength of the god hero is higher than that of his father. I have achieved the truth through my father's bequest, and my fighting skills are even more mediocre. What can I use to find an answer that you can't find?"

"In this level of game, I think the most important thing I should do... is not to cause trouble."

"I did something self-righteously, made things mess up over my ability, and finally cried and said that I was all for you... You Zhenjun, does Ye look so unconscious?"

After so many years of traveling with him, Sun Yin was the first time he came into contact with Qian Chou's daughter, and was unexpectedly awake. But he also felt that a hero like Qian Chou should be like this.

The man who was pushing a small truck and selling treasures on the verge of life and death never brought his real treasures with him.

Sun Yin was quiet for a moment, laughed, shook his head again, and finally said, "Then... disturb me."

He turned around and stepped into the light again, but a copper coin with a circle outside and square inside rolled in front of him.

In the square hole of the copper coins, words of the God of Wealth with jewels and treasures popped up—

"Maybe it's not convenient for you to contact him. Because there are too many people staring at him."

"If you get any key news."

"You might as well worship the God of Wealth. Or have good luck."

The divine texts of each god are different. Of course, ordinary gods do not deserve exclusive divine characters. Most of them are just to make up and change them with the Taoist characters.

Ye Qingyu's God of Wealth was designed by her own person. The fonts are chubby, like small ingots, and it looks festive.

A group of small ingots walked by in front of Sun Yin and staggeredly said unspeakable words.

The next moment, these small ingots were broken one by one, making a pop sound like bubbles shattering, turning into mist of the world, curling like smoke, flying back to the square hole of the copper coins. It was like the moonlight returning to the courtyard.

Sun Yin also walked away in the light.

When my father went out that day, he said whether he would go fishing together next time. She said yes, next time, he would go to Jiang Wang for dinner excitedly.

There is still a last bit of time sand in the hourglass, just like you always feel that there is still time. In fact, some things you didn't do at that time will be missed forever.

Ye Qingyu raised his hand and flipped the hourglass.

The next half hour was the time she read the account book every day. She actually didn't work hard, and her past life was driven by her mood.

Nowadays, there is always a sense of responsibility, and I always feel that I have to do something to be worthy of the love and trust.

She doesn't know what Sun Yin wants to do. But she might as well take a look before talking about it.

Just as I was about to put my thoughts on the account, I suddenly looked at the sea of ​​immortal thoughts. In the tide of clouds, there was a small wish that happened to catch my eyes, shining.

"God of Wealth, God of Wealth, the most beautiful God of Wealth in the world, can you bless me to find money today?" The tender childish voice echoed in the power of wishes.

It’s wrong to get something for nothing, she is thinking.

"Please please. I want to buy a Jiang Qingyang Yellow River first. He is the one I admire the most and admire the most!" The little boy said in his voice.

Is it reasonable to draw this for luck?

...

...

After all, Feng Xiaohai did not find any money.

But he still bought Jiang Qingyang, the first model in the Yellow River.

The three-inch-tall villain is very exquisitely made, with a faint sense of inspiration and vivid eyebrows and eyes.

That was the nineteen-year-old Jiang Wang, who was most energetic. He tied his hair and pressed his sword, and was proud of the world.

Just pinch the scabbard and you will be able to speak the lines.

A sentence back and forth, "Please play the world!"

Confident, high spirited and vigorous.

"Please play the world!"

"ah!"

"Please play the world!"

"ah!"

Feng Xiaohai grabbed the villain in the mechanism and ran in front, while the woman chased after him with a broom.

Women are not beautiful, but dress appropriately. They are a little fat, so it is quite difficult to run.

But even though people can't catch up, they can get enough of the broom from time to time.

If you have enough, just say "Ah!"

"Please play the world!"

"ah--"

Feng Xiaohai screamed and bumped into Feng Ming's arms who had just returned to the clinic. It seemed to hit a wall. During the bounce, he was grabbed and grabbed the back of his neck, and lifted it up like a little chicken.

Feng Ming, who had just returned from the government office, looked at his wife with some amusement: "Yue'er, what other laws did Xiaohai violate? You are tired of you and come down to fight!"

He and his wife met in Lan'an Mansion, in a small town on the side of the Lan River.

Yue'er's father is a doctor with his ancestral skills. He opened a local clinic with both children and a family of four, and had a decent life.

That year, he was in a daze by the Lan River, as if he was crazy about gaining and losing his heart. Several ignorant children were surrounding him and beat and scolding him. It was Yue'er who happened to pass by and took him home to cure his "crazy disease".

The story later was not very beautiful.

Because the old doctor refused to raise the drug price, he offended the "Ren Yin Society" in the county - an organization that many clinics joined forces to manipulate drug prices to make high profits, with a wide range of hands and eyes.

Whether it was a mistake or a demonstration, Yue'er's brother was beaten to death.

Yue'er's mother vomited blood and died on the spot.

That day, Yue'er took Feng Ming to collect herbs on the mountain. When she returned home, she was left with the dying old doctor who was lying in a pool of blood...

There is no way to reason and no way to sue.

Feng Ming suddenly remembered Qingyunting's blood and fire, and his anger burned in his heart, dyed his eyes red, and killed all the senior officials in the "Ren Needle Society". He took Yue'er and the old doctor to destroy the family and escape.

Later, after going around, I settled down in my dreams.

Yue'er and the old doctor were hiding their identity, but he restored his real name Feng Ming.

He gave birth to one daughter and one son, his daughter was named Feng Xiaoyun and his son was named Feng Xiaohai.

This is their story. Enjoying ordinary happiness, but it is also a thrilling thing that many people cannot encounter.

The fat woman who was called "Yue'er" supported her knees and gasped, pointing at Feng Xiaohai's hands trembling: "Ask you, this baby son! He...he steals money!"

Feng Ming's expression became serious. The child was naughty and he was not good at doing bad things.

"I didn't steal your money!"

Although the little boy was carried in the air and was about to face mixed doubles, he was still confident: "I took the New Year's money I have here!"

"It's a steal if you don't ask!" The child recovered and raised his broom and scolded him angrily, full of energy.

"I asked, you didn't agree!" Feng Xiaohai made a statement.

"It's not okay to steal money!"

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To be continued...