They ate a large plate of chickens with great strength, especially Song Xiaoman, who was chewing the chicken in his mouth, while the chopsticks in his hands were already looking for the next piece of meat.

Almost...

Qi Shan pulled out two bowls of rice casually, looked up at the heartless Song Xiaoman, lowered his voice and said, "Xiaoman...I plan to move to the town together, so it will be easier for you to go to school. What do you think?"

move place?

Song Xiaoman did not show a surprise expression. The first thing he thought of was whether the family had enough savings? The house prices in the town were not cheap, especially the houses near the school, which were famous school district houses.

"Do we have that much money?" Song Xiaoman asked curiously. After a moment, he suddenly realized and asked angrily: "Are you planning to sell my grandfather's property that I left for me?"

“Not selling!”

"We will never sell this yard, it just gives you a better learning environment." Qi Shan thought for a moment and said righteously: "Don't worry about money, I have earned a lot over the years."

Song Xiaoman is not a fool. Of course she knows that Qi Shan is lying at this moment. First of all... If she really makes so much money, it is impossible for her to eat meat in only two to three days a week.

"Okay..." Song Xiaoman nodded and said loudly: "When will we move?"

"tonight!"

"At the latest tomorrow morning," Qi Shan explained: "In short, when you go to school tomorrow, you don't have to come here again when you come back, just go to our new home to live."

"Oh..." Song Xiaoman's big eyes rolled around. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to increase his pocket money, but after thinking about the cost of moving, the requirement for increasing pocket money was suppressed.

After a meal,

Qi Shan began to pack up all this on the table, and then handed Xiaoman the spiritual herb sent by Mr. Wang from the room and said, "For it, do you know how to use it?"

“…”

“…”

Two people, one big and one small, looked at each other, and saw a trace of confusion in each other's eyes. In the end, they relied on technology to perfectly solve this problem. They took Lingcao and Ling Fruit in their relationship, and only needed to eat it raw.

Looking at this spiritual herb, Song Xiaoman fell into an unknown field. He is a living person, so why should he eat grass? Is there no more civilized way?

Looking up at Qi Shan, Song Xiaoman asked loudly, "Qi Shan... Can you use boiling water to heat me up? Otherwise, I will not be able to eat it at all."

As long as Song Xiaoman’s request was consistent with common sense, Qi Shan would generally agree, but he chose to ignore it by using boiling water to heat up spiritual herbs such as unreasonable things.

However, he still couldn't resist Song Xiaoman's fight. Finally, he brought the Jiuyin soy milk maker and squeezed the spirit herb into juice. Then he brought ten thousand green grass juice and placed it in front of Song Xiaoman.

"Drink!"

"Healthy green drink." Qi Shan smiled.

well!

You can't live if you commit sins.

It’s better to eat grass just now!

Song Xiaoman was forced to the point of nowhere, and finally squeezed his nose and drank it directly. After drinking, his little face turned green.

"Go and watch TV, and then go to bed." Qi Shan glanced at Song Xiaoman and couldn't help but continue: "I also have to sort out the things in the house and leave directly tomorrow morning."

"Oh..." Song Xiaoman nodded, silently opened the TV series, then ran to his room, rummaged through the cabinet and found a pack of potato chips, and started a comfortable TV journey.

Looking at Song Xiaoman's performance of not being ambitious, Qi Shan felt very sorry for his education, and he actually cultivated the buds of his motherland into a millet insect with a salted fish... I am ashamed of Mr. Song!

It didn't take much time to sort out some items. To be honest... Qi Shan and Song Xiaoman didn't have much to bring. In addition to the clothes, there were some scattered things.

night,

Still full of temptation.

"Swish!"

"The moon is black and wind is high and murderous night!" A man in black was standing on Qi Shanjia's roof with a sharp sword in his arms. This person was Dugu Yijian who came to avenge Yihua in the East Gate.

When Dugu Yijian knew that his lifelong enemy and friend suddenly died in the ICU ward, he felt shocked and had only one idea to find the person who killed Yihua from Dongmen and defeat him.

In this way,

It can be considered a pimple that has troubled the two of them for several years.

"It should be here... the last time Dongmen Yihua was defeated here." Dugu Yijian looked around, and it was similar to his previous memory, and he couldn't help but have the same problem as Dongmen Yihua.

"Boy!"

"If you are a man who stands tall, then come out and fight to the death!" The lonely flying sword stood on the roof, with a bright moon and countless stars. I'm afraid there will be a hard battle tonight.

One hour later,

The Lonely Flying Sword was always standing on the roof, maintaining the same position an hour ago. It was not that he didn't want to move, because his legs were completely paralyzed and his arms were not obedient. If he moved in a daze, once the paralysis disappeared, the weak and soft feeling would sweep across his limbs and directly cause himself to fall from it.

"This bastard..."

"I don't deserve to be a master of cultivation at all!" Gu Du Feijian cursed inwardly.

"Is anyone?"

Sudden,

A child's voice came downstairs. Dugu Yijian kept holding the sword straight and glanced at the yard below and saw a little girl holding a flashlight, shining her face.

"Who are you?" Song Xiaoman asked curiously: "Why are you standing on the roof of my house? Are you the same group as the lunatic yesterday?"

Song Xiaoman thought of not long ago, on Monday morning, I saw Yihua from the East Gate on the rooftop. The same posture... they were holding toys and then standing on it, which was like a mentally retarded person.

"you!"

"Little girl... your adult didn't teach you etiquette?" Gu Du Feijian always maintained this posture and scolded angrily: "You said that yesterday, I met someone like me. What does he look like?"

What does it look like?

Song Xiaoman fell into doubt and frowned and said, "I didn't see clearly. In short, my brain is as difficult as you... and I seem to suffer from sudden epilepsy. I suddenly had an attack yesterday... I was scared to death."

What's this thing?

Listening to Song Xiaoman's words incomprehensible, Dugu Yijian was confused and could not find the information contained therein. He then scolded: "Miss, is there a young man in your family?"

"What do you want to do?!" Song Xiaoman subconsciously shrank back and asked with a vigilant look: "Are you a patient of the epilepsy patient?"

"What do you do if you ask so much?" Gu Du Feijian looked cold and scolded: "Just call him!"

"Wait a moment!"

"You go and call in half an hour!" Gu Du Feijian hurriedly changed his words.

Song Xiaoman didn't say anything, and his curious big eyes kept going back and forth on Gu Du Fei Jian, sweeping them non-stop. He just said that he wanted to wait for half an hour? Is that what that meant... Now he is immediately entering an epilepsy state?

"snort!"

"Don't call Qi Shan!" Song Xiaoman put his waist on his waist and smiled proudly: "I can take you down!"

......
Chapter completed!