好色电影院

  The old beggar is eating peanuts and drinking wine leisurely, living a comfortable life.

  Suddenly, a **** man stumbled over and fell ten meters away from him.

  The slightly heaving chest proves that this person is still alive.

  The old beggar squinted his eyes, got up slowly, picked up a dead branch, and brushed away the **** hair on the face.

  The unfamiliar face made the old beggar frowned.

   Coincidentally, Yu Meng regained some consciousness, opened her eyes, and met the face of the old beggar.

   said in a daze: "Look for Yuzhi, help me find...Yuzhi."

  Yumeng didn\'t know where she fell, or who was in front of her eyes, but she just stubbornly wanted to find Yuzhi, which was her only lifeline now.

  Perhaps it was also her only obsession before she died, always seeing each other once.

   But she will not admit that she is going to die, she wants to live, and live for a long time.

  The old beggar raised his eyebrows expressionlessly, walked to the back door of Lao Sang\'s house, knocked a few times, and then retreated to the corner, continuing to drink and eat peanuts leisurely.

   Not long after, the back door opened, revealing Mr. Wei\'s thin mouse face.

   First glanced at the old beggar in the corner, but the old beggar didn\'t respond.

  He just walked out and knelt down in front of Yu Meng.

   Those who were disgusted also picked up a dead branch, pushed away Yumeng\'s covered stomach, and clicked his tongue, there were quite a lot of blood holes.

  Yumeng is still subconsciously thinking about looking for Yuzhi, looking for Yuzhi.

   If you want to find Yuzhi, this person can\'t die, Mr. Wei is a little annoyed, why don\'t you come looking for someone alive and kicking, looking for someone dead, probably on purpose.

   I have to say that Mr. Wei\'s idea is a bit unreasonable.

  Take out a silver needle and give Yumeng two needles, and stuff another medicine into it, regardless of whether it works or not, get up and go back, and decisively close the back door.

  Yuzhi won\'t be at home now, and the old man didn\'t think about carrying him home, so he just let him die here by himself. When Yuzhi comes back, he can go to the back alley to see.

  The old beggar glanced at the closed back door, then at Yumeng, who was breathing much more calmly, turned around, pointed his **** at Yumeng, and continued to shake his head and drink a little wine.

  When Yu Zhi came back, Yu Meng had been lying in the back alley for nearly three hours.

  The cold in the imperial capital has not yet passed, and Yu Meng, who was lying silently on the ground, was almost frozen to death. The whole person was muddled, tormented in the heat of the water.

  Yuzhi didn\'t think about warming her, treating her wounds, or taking her home.

   Accompanied by Wang Xinfeng\'s mulberry and mulberry leaves, she squatted in front of Yumeng calmly.

   After being reborn, it was the first time they met. It was quite amazing to think about it.

  In the past and present, the two people who didn\'t have much intersection share the same fate, but also have an inexplicable and deep hatred.

  Yu Zhi didn\'t know how the friction between them started, and how it reached the point of immortality.

  But I know that they are destined not to live together.

  Mulberry gave Yumeng a shot, and Yumeng woke up slowly.

   I don’t know if it’s because Mr. Wei’s treatment is very effective. At this time, Yumeng is very sober.

  Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar exquisite face in front of him, and thinking of his tragic experience and ending, his eyes turned red with anger and unwillingness.

   "Why? I am the chosen one."

  Others couldn\'t understand, but Yuzhi understood and was sure, Yumeng was indeed reborn, God really loves to joke.

Slightly pursed her lips, leaned close to Yu Meng\'s ear, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Because you are not, I am, you can only be regarded as a gift at best, and can only be regarded as my attachment. Send it back, let me This chosen person will appease the grievances."

   "Your viciousness, your ruthlessness, and all the crimes you committed, God is watching. It knows you owe me, so it sent you back to make up for me."

   "Seeing how miserable you are, I feel relieved. I let go of all the past life."

  Yu Meng opened her eyes wide, looking at Yu Zhi in disbelief, trying to confirm whether what she said was true or not.

  Is she also reborn? How could she be reborn?

  There are countless words I want to ask, but when I open my mouth, there is a whirring sound like pulling a bellows, and I can\'t speak at all.

  Yuzhi chuckled lightly: "Don\'t worry, just say what you want to say slowly, I heard you were looking for me, why did you look for me?"

  Yuzhi\'s cloud was light and windy, which gradually calmed down Yumeng\'s excitement. She was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, and remembered her purpose for coming.

  Nothing is more important than being alive, it doesn\'t matter if she is not chosen, she just wants to live.

   Stretched out his trembling hands into his chest to grope, opened and closed his mouth, and struggled to make a sound: "Save...save me, exchange, save...me..."

  Yu Zhi didn\'t move or speak, waiting for Yu Meng to take out her chips.

   It was a **** letter, Yu Zhi stretched out her hand to take it, but Mulberry Ye took it first and took it in her hand.

  Just as she was about to take it apart, Yumeng burst out with a burst of strength. She grabbed the letter tightly, her pupils dilated, and she stared at Yuzhi: "Exchange, save me, save me..."

  Sang Ye pursed her mouth in disgust, patted the back of Yu Meng\'s hand, and easily took out the letter.

   After unfolding, there is no problem before handing it to Yuzhi.

  Yuzhi didn\'t respond to Yumeng, but read the letter word by word.

  The letter paper was also stained with blood, but it did not affect browsing.

   This is a reply letter from Meng Chaosheng who secretly hid a metal mine and used it for illegal purposes.

  Strangely, at the end of the letter, Yu Zhi\'s father, Yu Chengtao, was also mentioned.

  There is only one short sentence: If there is no trace of Yu Chengtao, he can be judged dead.

  Yu Zhi stared at this sentence for a long time, her heart beating like thunder.

  Wang Xinfeng saw that Yuzhi\'s face was not looking well, and asked worriedly, "Zhizhi, what\'s wrong?"

  Yu Zhi took a breath, put away the letter and shook her head.

   "It\'s okay, Mom, don\'t worry, Ye Zi, report to the police and send her away."

"good."

   Mulberry leaves run away.

  Yumeng stared straight at Yuzhi, very excited and panicked: "Save..."

  Yuzhi pursed her lips: "Reporting to the police is saving you. Don\'t worry, the police will send you to the hospital. The police will help you find those who hurt you. Your grievances will be appealed."

  Yumeng shook her head, no, she can\'t report to the police, Meng Chaosheng will know, he will kill her, so she can\'t report to the police.

  Yumeng was very anxious, but she couldn\'t speak.

  Yuzhi pretended not to understand what she meant, smiled and comforted her, then turned and went back to the yard.

  The police quickly took Yu Meng away and sent her to the hospital.

  But I don\'t know if she was too injured or too scared, and died on the way to the hospital, ending her short and aggrieved life.

  In the evening, the members of Lao Sang’s family gathered together to read the **** letter on the table.

   This letter was written to Meng Chaosheng by someone, and the date was yesterday.

  Papa Sang tapped his fingers on the table, and said in a deep voice, "With a letter, there is no way to convict Meng Chaosheng."

   "Besides, Meng Chaosheng must be deeply involved. If you follow his line to check, there may be big fish."

   "Just doing this will take a lot of time, daughter-in-law, where is your father..." I\'m afraid I can\'t afford to wait.

  Papa Sang didn’t know how to make a decision, so he waited for Yuzhi to make a decision.

  Yu Zhi firmly believes that her father is still alive, and it can be seen from the first half of the last sentence that her previous guess is correct.

  As for the second half of the conversation, she didn\'t believe it.

  Her father, must be alive.