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The two hundred and eighteenth chapter old friends see (thanks to the eight thousand of [legends and legends](2/2)

I don’t know what happened, but it’s good or bad for our Yasukuni.”

"Are you interested in this radio? Why don't I give it to you?" Lin Chao said casually, "You have treated me so many times, but I haven't given you a gift."

"You still remember I'll treat you to a meal!" Qian Miaomiao raised her eyebrows and looked a little angry, "Your radio looks ragged and not worth much money.

I just reluctantly couldn't accept it."

She picked up the radio.

She thought about it and said that this should be the first time Feng Yan gave her a gift.

This guy Feng Yan really gave the girl a ragged radio.

However, Qian Miaomiao was still sweet in her heart while holding the radio, as if she had just tasted a little sugar.

The two of them had tea and sat and chatted for more than an hour.

It has nothing to do with the romance, no family or national affairs, but it is all trivial matters.

It was mostly Qian Miaomiao chatting and Lin Chao listening.

Qian Miaomiao stood up with a free and easy smile on her face: "Feng Yan, I'm leaving."

"A good journey." Lin Chao spoke.

This time, he didn't say such unlucky words.

"Remember to leave here today and leave Duodaohai, remember!" Qian Miaomiao reminded again, "The demon is very strong, and even if the principal of the Dark Light Academy appears, it cannot be stopped."

"Don't worry." Lin Chao had a gentle smile on his face, "How about I help you solve those demons?"

Qian Miaomiao smiled and did not take it seriously: "Okay."

Even if the gods are reincarnated, it is impossible to kill the demon king and the demon king at this age.

She turned around and walked towards the depths of the Wind Island.

However, after a few breaths, Qian Miaomiao stopped again, turned around, and looked at Feng Yan.

She took a deep breath, and all the impulses and thoughts in her heart turned into one sentence: "Feng Yan, you must live well!"

"Okay." Lin Chao smiled gently.

On the shabby radio, the monotonous and boring sound continued to play repeatedly.

"Thank you……"

Qian Miaomiao held the radio and no longer looked back. Her graceful figure disappeared into the moonlight.

Lin Chao continued to sit on the chair and could still smell the faint fragrance of a woman's body.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the woman named Wendi when he was Emperor Wu Qi Lin.

There are too many beautiful things in the world.

Some people see the beauty of flowers and want to pick them. They put them at home, and the flowers wither as well.

If it is open, there will only be a few brilliant years.
Chapter completed!
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