"How is that possible?" Lin Rui put the books neatly in the suitcase, and then put the books very neatly in obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"He's definitely not going to like me," she said. ”

"Why?"

"Because I don't like him."

Shippo: ......

Shippo was stunned by the divine logic of his master, a super robber!

He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

It wasn't until Lin Rui packed up his things and went to meditate and practice cross-legged that Qibao came back to his senses.

My dear master, your order seems to be reversed!

No matter what, Qibao understands that Li Ertao will definitely be out of play.

Moreover, no matter how the master is, her Taoist companion in the future will definitely be a member of the Daomen.

So, Li Ertao OUT!

Qibao meditates cross-legged, not in cultivation, but in his mind to see which person is suitable for his master.

Bai Jinchuan Wang Ziyang Meng Yuanxi OUT, these people are too old in appearance, and they are only now building a foundation, can they cultivate to Jindan in the future.

In addition, among their next generation, Mo Ran, Bai Yixiao, Gu Xuanwu, and Pan Jian, the owner of Wolong Villa.

Pan Jian is not young, he is about the same age as Lin Zikang, he looks ugly, OUT! OUT!

Gu Xuanwu is too fat, Bai Yixiao is too stupid, OUT! OUT! OUT!

Hey, it looks like that ink dye isn't bad.

is young and promising, and he is the most qualified in his generation.

It is said that his current cultivation has reached the seventh level of qi refining, and if he doesn't get it right, he will reach the Great Perfection in a few years.

Although the speed is much slower than the master, in this very barren realm, ink dyeing is already a cultivation genius.

Qibao thought, after all, the existence of his master is not a genius, it is a demon.

Choose and choose, and it's okay with this ink dyeing.

Qibao looked at the master who was cultivating to the god of the underworld again, and felt that he was really an easy chess game.

For the sake of his master's lifelong event, he also broke his heart.

The next morning, after the time came, Lin Zijian sent Lin Rui to the airport, accompanied by Fang Ge.

However, they first went to the hotel where Jiang Yuan was staying to pick up Jiang Yuan.

When Jiang Yuan was connected, Lin Zijian introduced the two parties.

Jiang Yuan snorted and said, "Isn't it Lin Rui?" I'm a cookie! ”

After saying that, she smiled again and said, "Although this cookie is a little old, don't see it." ”

Lin Rui has always liked hearty and crisp people, she smiled, "It turns out that Sister ** is a cookie, then we will be our own family in the future." ”

Jiang Yuan covered her mouth and smiled, "This sister, to call me younger, I still have to call my uncle an uncle?" What do you say, Uncle Lin? ”

Lin Zijian blushed helplessly, he waved his hand and said, "You can call it whatever you want." ”

"It's okay, I'm friends, and then I'm Lin Rui's cookies, let's call each other."

It takes more than an hour to drive from the hotel to the airport.

Fang Ge drove in front, and Lin Rui and the three of them chatted happily.

Lin Rui found that when she talked to Jiang Yuan about some things about painting, her uncle's eyes were full of light.

Lin Rui understood a sentence, friends are easy to get, but confidants are hard to find.

When he arrived at the airport, Lin Zijian sent Jiang Yuan and Lin Rui through the security check, but at this time, he met an unexpected person.

Wang Jie.

Wang Jie came to pick up her son Lin Yuanzhou.

The mother and son have been in a cold war for a long time, and yesterday she asked Lin Yuanzhou to come back to Jincheng, if she doesn't come back, she will die to show him!