"No, what about you, brother?" She threw away her business card.

It seemed a little sad, Zhang Le knew that he couldn't hint to her that he was going to part, and then prepared a large number of rhetorical farewell words, but looking at the lonely demeanor, in order not to make her sad, she simply didn't say it, she smiled, opened her shoulders, hugged her, and said with a smile: "Just kidding, that... It's just a business card I picked up on the side of the road. ”

"Please, don't make such jokes in the future, please, I feel like something is going to happen for a while, and you're leaving me." It was as if she was annoyed, and her face was so weird.

The smile on Zhang Le's face suddenly disappeared, he touched his nose, swept such a beautiful school committee, I was reluctant, he stepped on the accelerator, the car sped out, and finally stopped at the school gate, he beckoned under the classroom, and then prepared to send it here, but this little girl grabbed Zhang Le's arm and said, "Go, don't skip class today!" ”

"Hey~ you, you... Wait a minute, don't I skip class every day? He pushed the little hand, as if he didn't want to go in.

But no matter how Zhang Le pushed her hand away, she was holding on to it and was unwilling to let go, as if he had to disappear if he let go.

Maybe what she perceived was right, it was really the moment of separation, she sensed that I was leaving, she tried to forcibly lock me in the classroom, that day, I sat in the classroom for a while, meowing to the girls in the front row, and then swept the chalk ash on the classroom, and deliberately swept Yang Wei's empty desk, and finally fell on the well-behaved body of Lonely Xiaolone.

Ay.

I think it was in this classroom that I studied with you, recited the texts together on the mountain behind, had a meal in the cafeteria downstairs and brushed up on your living expenses for half a month, held your hand for the first time in that playground, and... We've kissed in this classroom, huh?

After thinking about it, it's completely sweet with her, time, how did you pass so quickly?

The first date, the first hand-holding, the first opening of the house.

Oooooooo

The first time I opened the room was in the hotel next door, and you helped me push it very cool that day, and then there was a second time, and as a result, I still didn't succeed, until now~

Shook his head helplessly, in a daze, he actually slept with Wang Ying, I have too many love debts.

After sitting for a while, he quietly pulled out a piece of letter from the desk box and began to write down his own.

Zhang Le is a cheerful person, a little rebellious, and a bit of a scoundrel, in fact, he is very lascivious, but people are not very insidious, he doesn't like hypocrisy, and he wrote a large book of words in a row, and finally put it down:

Zhang Le.

Glancing at the sunshine outside, it was just the sun at 9 o'clock in the morning, I really should go, lonely, take care! Teacher Wang take care, as well as Jiang Xiao, Tang Yanyan, and Dad, take care!

Quietly, the person in Zhang Le's position in the classroom has disappeared without a trace, leaving a stack of stationery, blowing in the wind, and the song "I wish you a smooth journey" sounded.

Standing in the corridor, Wang Ying, holding a cup of coffee, looked at the boy under the sun, quietly watching, looking, looking, looking, until the boy disappeared into the sunshine.

Smack!

closed the door of 7, and then drove the car, straight to Jingwutang, had already contacted them, and they led people to sneak into the Amazon primeval jungle together, this trip was not alone.

Jingwutang belongs to the disciples of the Eight Fairs Dao Martial Arts Sect, and has very strong strength, with them to help take care of life, looking for the kind of grinding core for Ling Siniang, there must be a lot of wonderful places along the way.

Where the car walked, a pile of fallen leaves was rolled up, and two lines of words seemed to float out of the sky:

"Where is life is not parting, a year later is the time to meet!"

"I won't lie to you this time, I'm really goodbye! My lovelies! ”

……

Two hours later, the car appeared in Jingwu Pavilion, and according to Zhang Le's assumption, they should have prepared all the expedition equipment and contacted people from outside South America.

That's right, to be exact.

They have prepared a squad of manpower, all of whom are third-level martial artists, all of whom are disciples of the Eight Fair Sects, and are led by a squad leader and a deputy squad leader, of which the squad leader is the deacon of the Eight Fair Realms, and the strength is in the eighth-level martial arts, a deputy squad leader, and there are also fifth-level martial artists, and the strength is considered to be the top in that level.

These people are all cronies raised by Ling Siniang's father, Bagong Ming, in Bagongming, in Bagongdao, these people all listen to his call, even if someone at the elder level comes now, they will consider his opinion as a protector first.

Because what they eat and drink, including the living expenses of their families, is all given by Hachikoming's Jingwutang, and they are equivalent to the army that Hachikoming raised privately.

They all stood in a row in the courtyard tent, carrying their respective weapons, and then anxiously waited for Zhang Le to appear in the house who was invited into the house, and then set off, of course, some of them were not convinced, and they were to speak the vernacular.

There was a tall, thin, hanging-like man who crooked his mouth and said, "Just that kid?" He is our leader? ”

The other squatted on the ground, lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and said, "Rake, I said no, it looks like this is only 17 or 8 years old, right?" ”

"I don't think so." Someone interjected again.

This is what you say to me, and everyone in your tone is showing off their might, and there are two words in Zhang Le's heart:

Defy!

These individuals, a total of forty people, plus two deacons, a total of forty-two, none of them are younger than Zhang Le, and they are also the most outstanding disciples of the Eight Fairs, they can be the disciples of the Eight Fairs Pass, not to mention the Guannei, even if they can be the disciples of the Eight Fairs Gates, they are all incredible, the steward of the Jingwutang, the helmsman of the Eight Fairs Sect, the Eight Fairs Lord, announced to them yesterday that on the way forward, all of them must obey the command of this young man.

They saw that Zhang Le, who was invited in by Bagongming and Bagongwen, did not come out for a long time, and these older ones began to open their mouths and curse directly.

A guy whose eyes seemed to be broken, his face was not good, and he was actually really ugly, the guy spat and scolded: "Just this boy, what can you do?" We've all mixed up with the disciples in the Guannai, and as the leader of our mission, I'm afraid that with a little white face, we eat soft rice, right? I just don't like him! ”

It seems that this guy who is really not very good-looking suddenly aroused a unanimous enthusiastic reaction from everyone, but Zhang Le in the hall seems to have stood up to the cynicism of these people outside, and even provoked, since you want to be like this, master, just drink tea in this hall for a while, let you dry for a while, and when the oil comes out on your body, when the time comes, you will know to beg me! I don't even know who I am, so I want to look down on people?

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