Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 610: New students

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A loud baby cry awakened dawn. M

The group of people guarding the door of the dungeon were relieved.

These people are all heroes from Sanshan and Wuyue, and they have been recruited by Young Master Jiang. Their only mission in life is to kill. Everyone has countless lives, and each one is a big devil who kills without blinking.

But these big demon heads that do n’t blink, but gathered here for the birth of a woman and the birth of a newborn, listening to the painful cry of the mother, clenching her fists, accompany She worked hard together, holding back a white hair sweat. When the female killer in charge of delivery gave a cry of "dystocia! The maternal was already fainting", they were also panicked and worried.

In the beginning, they gathered here only because they knew that the pregnant woman and the baby she was about to have had a great use for the son. Whether the son was going to the end or going back to life depends largely on the female son. This pregnant woman is used as a bargaining chip.

But they stood at the mouth of the dungeon for the whole night, listening to the female killer calling out the situation of the parturient woman from time to time, listening to the hardship and pain of the birth of the new life, they were attracted unconsciously, and they accompanied The bitter little barbarians gritted their teeth together and breathed together. When the newborn cried out loudly and powerfully, they also breathed out as if they had removed a large baggage.

They are used to sending people to death and let them face the new life for the first time. This very long night is undoubtedly a baptism and an insight for them.

Young Master Jiang sits cross-legged in his room. In the bottom of my heart over and over the possibility of overturning, the chances are slim, but not all. The only variable now is that I do n’t know if the little mother and daughter are dead or alive, but in any case, there is one thing that needs to be done right away: the evacuation of dawn!

After thinking for a long time, Young Master Jiang slowly opened his eyes and picked up the bells in several cases and shook.

The barrier door opened, and a white guard stood at the door.

Young Master Jiang said: "Submit the order, and make preparations quickly. As soon as the city gate is opened, all the people leave and return to Luoyang!"

"Yes!"

The man in white bowed down and just bowed. He was pushed away by someone.

The beautiful female assassin walked in from the outside feebly, sweating as if she had just been taken out of the water, and owed her body to Young Master Jiang: "Master, subordinate ... Fortunately, it's not humiliating! "

Young Master Jiang was refreshed first, listening to her "but", but also a little nervous, quickly asked: "how?"

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I do n’t know when it will be for a few months, under the locust tree opposite the Gongsun Bufan Mansion. There will be a fixed street vendor. This street vendor only sells sushi cake, the current sushi cake.

The sushi cake made by him is fresh in color, soft and sticky, and fragrant, and it will not get tired of eating for a long time. Not only children in this alley like to eat, but adults often buy a piece to taste.

Because he went out early in the morning, some lazy ladies were too lazy to cook in the morning, they would go to his stall and buy a piece of rice cake. After adding hot water, it was cooked into a congee like the eight-treasure porridge, which was used as a family breakfast, so his business was still booming.

Early in the morning, the hawker appeared under the locust tree on time, put up the pottery pot, put the red dates first, then the raisins, then the glutinous rice, then the red dates ..., layer by layer, methodically. There was a charcoal fire under Tao Zeng, and the heat had not yet evaporated.

The porridge cake needs at least two or three hours to be steamed. The porridge cake being made in this jar is for sale in the afternoon. There is a refrigerated porridge cake on the chopping board next to it. It was made at home last night. , Used to sell it early in the morning.

The gate opposite the Gongsun Mansion was opened, and the hawker did not raise his head, only to bury his head in his own business.

Yang Fan is a soapy blue jersey, with a narrow sharp single knife hanging from the waist. The most common steel knife is like a tall green pine. In front of you.

The hawker even put on the most common smiles of businessmen, blinking a pair of squinted eyes with **** and said: "Guest officer gets up early, do you want to buy Zong cake?"

Yang Fan's voice is not high, but like the low roar of a male lion, the sound is not too high and there is a kind of roaring feeling: "I want Young Master Jiang's residence!"

The hawker blinked. He did n’t know what happened. He is certainly not a real businessman. He came here from the day Xiaoman entered the Gongsun Mansion. The mission he accepted was only to take care of him nearby.

But he really didn't know anything about last night. Occasionally, it doesn't matter if he didn't sleep all night, but he really didn't expect someone to go to Gongsun Mansion to exile people. Of course he knew who Yang Fan was, but he did n’t expect Yang Fan to break his identity in such a big way. Although it was still early, there were no other guests on the street.

Yang Fan did not allow him to continue blinking, his hand slammed down on the board, and the big ball of rice cake jumped: "I want news of Young Master Jiang!"

The hawker was startled, and hurriedly pushed up the car, and said repeatedly: "Good, I will just ..."

Yang Fan lifted his foot and the car flew up. The steamed casserole cake and the newly installed casserole glutinous rice jujube all flew into the deep drainage ditch on the side of the road, and Yang Fan sounded in the ear Nearly roaring voice: "Immediately! Immediately!"

Having nothing to say, the hawker fled his alley with his legs spread out, he would n’t even suspect that if he slowed down again, he would be hit by the iron fist of Yang Fan like the steamed glutinous rice Generally soft and strong ...

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For the first time, Young Master Jiang walked into a dungeon, a place he thought was obscene. When he walked in, he covered his nose with a white handkerchief.

Fortunately, the dungeon of the Lu family is not very useful at all. It is usually used as a cellar. There is no dirty smell inside, but it is not as fresh as the outside air. Young Master Jiang put down the handkerchief.

The place where the little man lay is a awn of weeds. When she was locked in, she was now hugged by the porch from the horse porch. The dry grass was clean and soft. One night of kung fu has not been soaked by the moisture in the dungeon, and it is not very uncomfortable to lie on it now.

Everyone knows that the son loves cleanliness, the room has been cleaned, and the blood and water stains are covered with dry soil. Young Master Jiang stands a few steps away from Xiaoman, standing still, and sees Xiaoman lying sideways in the firewood, There was a pale and haggard feeling on the cheeks, just because someone had wiped his face in a faint. Don't see sweat stains all over your face.

Young Master Jiang frowned and said, "She hasn't woken up yet?"

A man immediately walked over, the female killer responsible for the takeover did not follow, she was not Young Master Jiang's confidant. The next thing will not let her hear.

Xiaoman had a difficult birth last night, and it was because the female killer not only knew how to deliver, but also had the courage and boldness to deal with it. After all the hard work, she finally kept her mother and son safe, but Xiaoman also exhausted all her energy and was groggy. I haven't awakened until now.

The killer gently pushed Xiaoman's shoulder, and Xiaoman opened his eyes weakly, first of a loss. Gradually regained consciousness.

Young Master Jiang is standing in front of her. She stood upright like a white lotus on the snowy mountain, but she turned a blind eye. She quickly thought of the child who was difficult to give birth because of dystocia before she fainted.

"My child! What about my child?"

As soon as she noticed that there was no child around her, Xiaoman immediately looked like a mad leopard. Obviously, there was no more energy in her body. At this time, the force was so great that the killer could hardly hold her back.

Young Master Jiang is gentle and authentic: "Your child is fine, he is very safe! You ..."

"My child, where is my child. Return the child to me ..."

Xiaoman regained some consciousness, staring at Young Master Jiang with red eyes, and she was about to jump up. Another killer hurried forward to help, holding her firmly together with her companion.

Young Master Jiang said: "I said that your child is safe and sound, you ..."

"Children! Give them back to me!"

Xiaoman did n’t even listen to what he was saying. When she woke up, she could n’t see her own flesh and blood. The kind of panic and panic scared her away.

Young Master Jiang frowned, he could not understand, and clearly told her that the child was okay, is it necessary to panic and fear? But looking at the expression under her eyes, I'm afraid I won't be able to say anything without returning the child to her.

Young Master Jiang waved his hand, and his opponent commanded: "Go, get the child!"

As soon as Xiaoman listened, he immediately calmed down, staring hard and expectantly at the back of the killer who had hurried away, his eyes no longer glancing sideways. Had she not walked weakly now, I am afraid she would chase that man.

Young Master Jiang touched her handkerchief and covered her mouth with coughs, and slowly said: "The child needs to be bathed and cleaned, so temporarily hug it out, you can rest assured that the son does not bother to make hands and feet on a child."

Xiaoman didn't seem to hear it at all, her shiny eyes just stared at the exit of the dungeon.

Young Master Jiang sniffed his nose boringly.

The killer came back in a hurry holding the child, probably he used to use a knife and a gun in his life. This was the first time he held the child. The little man looked fragile, but he was terrified. , He hugged the child awkwardly and carefully, and when he saw Xiaoman, he grinned and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the child is asleep ..."

As soon as the voice fell, the child opened his mouth ~ IndoMTL.com ~ wow, and cried. The killer was taken aback, and quickly handed the child to Xiaoman's hand, which relieved him with relief.

"Baby, my baby!"

Xiaoman hugged his child. The little face of the little guy was rumpled and ruddy because he was just born. He had been washed clean and wrapped in soft white silk cloth. , Crying with eyes closed.

Xiaoman wept with joy, and put the child against her chest with tears, hugged him tightly, and murmured: "Child! My child!" The little guy listened to the familiar heartbeat rhythm from the mother's chest. In a sense of security, he gradually stopped crying, but only occasionally choked.

Xiaoman held the child as if he had recovered his soul, and he took a long sigh of relief, and his expression became serene and quiet.

When Young Master Jiang saw this, he subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, his face re-emerges into a smile on his chest, and Zhizhu was holding it, and slowly said: "Your child, the son has returned it to you, now, we are Can't you talk about it? "

P: In the early morning, I sincerely ask for the recommended monthly ticket!

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