Seeing the man covered in blood on the sofa, Hua Zhonghua's eyes lit up and he was completely awake. Then he said, "go and take out the guy behind the car and find a bright room. I said, fish, did you finally find someone to help you fight?!"

"Oh." Staring at him, Ling Qingyu answered and walked out the door, opened the trunk of the car that had rushed to the gate, and went to carry the two large silver boxes.

How heavy! Ling Qingyu lifted it, sighed in his heart, and then tried hard. The box had been lifted by Yan San, and then walked to the room.

"You, take him up to the room on the left above." Flowers in flowers point to Yang Zhaodao.

Yang Zhao picked up Yelu and followed him to the room upstairs. Yan San also followed him with a suitcase.

Hua Dong grabbed Ling Qingyu who was passing by her, pointed to the men standing on the stairs on the second floor, raised his head and opened his mouth, and asked, "what's the matter with these?"

"Speak slowly when you have time. Save people first." Ling Qingyu held his forehead and said.

"A long story?" Hua Dong squinted at her and said.

"Not short." Ling Qingyu sighed, and then said, "Hua Dong, get something to eat."

"Are you kidding? Did you ask me to get something to eat?" Hua Dong screamed in consternation.

"Master, I'll come." Sue came down from upstairs and said.

"Master?!" Hua Dong pointed at Su mu in surprise and said, "when did you start playing this?"

"Wait, wait, help me teach him how to use kitchen utensils." Her ears were red. Ling Qingyu smiled and pushed her to the kitchen, and then said to Su Mu and Ying shisan who followed him, "the utensils here are different. It's OK to ask this sister."

"Ling Qingyu!" Waving at the furious flower, Ling Qingyu hurried upstairs, ignoring Cheng Jia's smile and Zhao Yinfeng's anger, and rushed directly into the left room.

All the lights in the room have been turned on, and the flowers in flowers have turned on the two large boxes. The shiny surgical instruments in the room are shining with a cold light under the light.

"Stabbed so deep? Who laid this hard hand?" Hua Zhonghua asked while cleaning the wound. Another inch deep and straight into the heart, the wound trace is clean, you can imagine that the other party should be a ruthless and fast master.

"I'm an assistant?" Shan Shan smiled, and Ling Qingyu automatically stood by and tore open a bag of cotton wool.

"Knife." Hua Zhonghua shouted. Seeing Ling Qingyu flipping his knife in a hurry, she rolled her eyes and said, "I said Xiaoyu, what else can you do except eat?" Then he put on his gloves, picked up the scalpel and said, "be quiet, don't hinder me, you go out first."

The flower in the flower's hand is very fast. It is like turning flowers on night soul's wound. Ling Qingyu gives night soul a reassuring look, and then exits the room with Yan San and Yang Zhao.

"Qingyu, go take a bath and change clothes." Yang Zhao held her back again.

"OK," after looking at them, Ling Qingyu nodded.

Sitting in the bathtub, Ling Qingyu breathed out, and then he was stunned. Back, not only back, unexpectedly brought them back, my God!!!

"Qingyu..." Yan San opened the door of the bathroom, squatted by the bathtub and said, "are you not happy that we are coming?"

With her hand around his neck, Ling Qingyu said, "how can I be unhappy, Yan San? I'm almost dead happy to see you alive again."

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Cheng Jia sat in the chair in the corner on the second floor and looked at the house with interest. It's completely different from that over there. There are no candles, but many 'lights' are brighter than candles and oil lamps. They are even brighter than in the daytime. The floor is warm without a brazier. The living room on the first floor is hollow. The two-story transparent glass reflects the waves of Taihu Lake outside. The paintings hanging on the wall are strange, but accidental harmony. The woman's appearance was completely different from that at the time of death. She was already in her thirties, and her hair was short. It was just the movement, the expression, and the absolutely unmistakable breath that calmed his heart.

Zhao Yinfeng sat down on the chair next to him and said angrily, "Why are there so many people?"

Yang Zhao and he Li and Meng Su leaned against the railing, listening to He Li talk about what happened after his death. Hearing Ling Qingyu overthrow Da Zhou and re-establish a new country in order to avenge him, Yang Zhao's eyes dropped and his hands clenched unconsciously.

Yan Qi and Ying Jiu were together with Ye Xi and talked about the later things.

"Yan San," Ling Qingyu, who was kissed and almost suffocated, said after being finally released by Yan San, "you see, I'm thirty-five years old now, ten years older than you."

Yan San chuckled and said, "then do you dislike me?" On the boat, they looked at each other. He Li and Zhao Yinfeng were the most mature and matched lingqingyu's current appearance, and then Yelu. He and Yang Zhao, Meng Suyan, seven shadows and thirteen were almost the same. The youngest were Cheng Jiasu and Ying Jiu. They tacitly didn't see ye Xi, who couldn't see his age at all. He was too excellent a man.

"Why?" Ling Qingyu hugged him and said, "as long as you don't think I'm old, we'll live to the age of seventy and eighty together. However, this time, I must die before you."

"Fool, how can you bear to do this?" Yan San rubbed her short hair and said with a smile, "don't worry, let those who want to leave go. Anyway, I won't go. After waiting so long, I can finally be with you again. Qingyu, no matter what reason you use, even death can't separate us."

"Yan San, do you know how much I miss you?" Ling Qingyu sighed lightly and said.

"Love you love you hard to say." The happy phone ring came from the bedroom. Ling Qingyu stood up from the bathtub and ran to the head of the bed to pick up the phone.

"Ling Qingyu, are you still alive?" As soon as it was connected, a man's angry voice came from inside.

"I'm fine. Who are you cursing?" Lingqingyu didn't realize her voice was loud. Seeing Yan San's worry, she came out and hurriedly signaled that nothing was wrong.

"Hua Dong said you cut your pulse! Are you worth it for that person? I said, when my affairs are handled, I'll come back and marry you. Why die if you're ok?" The man inside made a very loud voice with anger.

Ling Qingyu glanced at Yan San and then at Yang Zhao and others who had entered the room. He rubbed his forehead helplessly and said, "carrot head, I tell you, first, I didn't cut my pulse. I'm fine. Second, you don't have to come back so far to marry me. I have a man."

"Who is crying and telling me that the old woman is lonely?! who is asking for comfort? It's only one day, who are you kidding! Wait for me, don't do stupid things, I'll arrive tomorrow, that's all." The man's voice finished and snapped up the phone.

"This," seeing that the men's faces were not good, Ling Qingyu Shan, who was stunned for a long time, smiled, "yesterday, we didn't know each other."

"How many men do you have!" Zhao Yinfeng asked gloomily at the door.

It was really hard to answer this question, so ling Qingyu had to raise her hand sincerely and said, "there is no one here, really! Just now that was an iron friend, a good friend, and a schoolmate playing sailing together."

"Is it rob's phone?" Hua Dong said maliciously downstairs, "you go to see his Weibo, he has announced it on it, and he is finally determined to pursue his first love and favorite."

First love head, favorite head, abandoned himself and immediately turned to find a new girlfriend. Now it's a three married man. Lingqingyu rushed to the stairs and asked, "Hua Dong, tell me honestly, is it the bastard you encouraged!"

"There's nothing wrong with me, but everyone is talking about it. You think you've finally got rid of that scum man. You should celebrate it. Then someone said that you want to pursue again, and then rob head said so." Hua Dong stood downstairs with a smile.

"In fact, I think you should have considered it otherwise. You see, my flowers are also good." Looking at Ling Qingyu, Hua Dong smiled like a flower on her face.

"I said Xiaoyu, aren't you cold?" Hua Zhonghua, mentioned by the roll call, came out of the room, pushed her glasses and said.

okay? Ling Qingyu found that she came out of the bathtub directly, and she was wearing nothing. With a scream, she ran back to the house.

Ignoring all those cold eyes, Hua Zhonghua calmly went back to the house, closed the door and continued the operation.