Matriarch is Pretty and Cool Chapter 659: Dad, I’m not dead yet

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The subject's guess is very simple-the fairy teacher may be a true fairy.

Of course, this speculation was ridiculed by the group of eating melon netizens, and many people agreed with it.

[To be honest, I think that fairy teacher is really not normal. If she is really an individual rather than a team, then she can no longer be described as a genius. I checked her age at 18, even if she started from 0 years old, she did not eat, drink or sleep 24 hours a day. It is too late to be proficient in so many majors. ]

[I reasonably suspect that she stole the emperor's elixir. She lived for two thousand years so she could do everything. ]

[……]

There is also a suspicion that Bai Chuwei is a fairy.

Among the tens of thousands of comments, there was an anonymous reply: "She is a **** who has lived for more than two thousand years."

In less than two minutes, the reply was changed to "Ancestor Meimei Da."

Bai Chuwei browsed the speculations on the Internet with interest, and sighed with bitterness: "This group of juniors, can you be bold in guessing? Let your imagination be richer!"

Guess she lived for more than two thousand years?

Hey, she is really not that young, her ancestors are already over 5,000 years old.

Of course, this is also a guess, there are not many netizens who really believe.

Bai Chuwei looked at the news on the Internet. This submarine earthquake triggered a tsunami, which killed thousands of people in Country A and destroyed countless residential buildings, causing heavy losses.

On their side, more than a dozen people with iron heads were swept away by the tsunami and drowned. One man and one woman were missing.

Don't think about it, Bai Chuwei knows who the missing man and woman are.

Bai Chuwei's slender fingers stroked her chin, a light flashed in her eyes, and suddenly she sent a WeChat message to Duan Xingye.

[Your ancestor: Duan Xingye, your dad is looking for Xu Xingchen, you go with him. ]

[Hoshino Liaoyuan:? ? ? ]

why? ?

Duan Xingye has not had a good time these days. He was a little distracted in class. He felt a little uncomfortable when he thought that his former good brother might have died and could not find his remains.

He couldn't help thinking, if he was the person in danger this time, would his dad look for him like this? Just forget it.

As a result, Bai Chuwei sent such a message. Duan Xingye considered taking leave from school for a while and went to accompany Duan Xiuhao.

Duan Xiuhao insisted on the idea of ​​seeing people in life and corpses in death, so he invited the search and rescue team to look for people frantically.

But the sea is vast, and the tsunami rolled up tens of meters. Who knows where the body was swept by the sea? Moreover, the floating corpse is at sea, and the corpse may not be eaten.

I searched the beach for four or five days, but found nothing.

Duan Xiuhao is completely desperate, and the body must not be found...

Duan Xing's ambition is not wavering, he doesn't bother to sympathize with his father. Thinking like this in my heart, but didn't show it on the face, he assisted Duan Xiuhao to the parents' apartment of Emperor University, and prepared to open a room for him to take a rest.

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Xingchen died without an accident. He may only have a son Duan Xingye in the future, and he remembered Duan Feihan's words again.

Seeing Duan Xingye coming out, Duan Xiuhao suddenly said: "Xingye, you are the only son left, so I will rely on you in the future."

The fourth child is right. You can’t favor your son. Duan Xiuhao's brain is hot, and he almost uncontrollably said: "Hoshino, I heard you wanted a supercar, right? Dad has a while. I'll buy one for you too."

Duan Xingye looked weird, and before he could even speak, there was a voice that was neither overwhelming nor overwhelming: "Dad, I'm not dead yet."