Just flashed by.
As soon as Mu Yanjun was about to laugh at himself, is this an hallucination
"When I get back, I have something to tell you."
After speaking, Mu Yanjun went out, and someone was already waiting outside the door.
No matter how fast the snow-capped mountains in the east are, it takes seven or eight days to go back and forth.
He is now robbing people with death.
After Mu Yanjun left, the system made a sound, "If he goes back and forth, you're probably going to get cold. There are still three points left in the favorability level."
Bai Weiwei was very calm, "Who said that the favorability rating must be brushed face to face to be full?"
system:"?"
Bai Weiwei propped her chin, "And I guess I can see Mu Yanjun for the last time."
This man's character is so determined, it is estimated that after catching the doctor, he will come back day and night, and it is not surprising that he came back a day and a half earlier.
Seeing Xiaomo standing at the door, Bai Weiwei beckoned her to come over, set up the pen and ink, and started writing the letter.
Halfway through writing, Bai Weiwei said to the system, "If only you were on Baidu. When I'm short on writing love letters, I can look up poems or something."
The system was expressionless: "It's just poetry, I know."
Bai Weiwei said casually with a pen in hand: "Oh, it won't be the day of hoeing and weeding, and it will be all over the mountains in the afternoon and day."
The system sneered, "I think back then, I was also a well-known poet reciting king in the system world, whoever sees me and doesn't call me a lord, I recite a poem without panting in a hundred lines, without stopping in a thousand lines. …”
Bai Weiwei interrupted it lightly, "I'm done writing, you don't have to read it."
The system was half loaded, and the blood couldn't go up or down in one mouthful.
Bai Weiwei handed the letter to Xiaomo.
Xiao Mo held the letter, "Is it for the overseer... a thief?"
This spy has never been qualified.
Bai Weiwei smiled lightly, "If you can catch up with him, leave it to him."
Xiao Mo nodded quickly, "I can definitely catch up."
After speaking, Xiaomo ran out.
"Xiao Mo, the journey is smooth."
When Xiaomo heard her words, she turned around and saw Bai Weiwei leaning against the door weakly. Although her face was pale and colorless, her smile was very gentle.
Xiao Mo didn't know what to do, her heart felt sour, she didn't dare to look any more and ran out.
Seeing that everything was done, Bai Weiwei couldn't help stretching.
It's been a long time these six months.
But it's almost over.
Bai Weiwei: "Scumbag, there won't be another 50-minus strategy mission in the next plane."
System: "Of course not, do you think that minus fifty is Chinese cabbage, which plane has it?"
Bai Weiwei: "What does the next plane look like?"
System: "How do I know random."
Bai Weiwei: "..."
This broken system, what is the use of it.
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When Mu Yanjun arrived at the snow-capped mountains to the east, the miraculous doctor avoided seeing him.
It was just a little boy standing in front of the magic doctor's door, bowed his hands to Mu Yanjun and said, "My husband said that he will not heal the traitors in the world of cholera."
As soon as the person next to him heard it, he pulled out his knife with a swipe, "Presumptuous."
Mu Yanjun raised his hand to stop them from being rough.
Xiaotong was not afraid, just looked at them calmly.
Mu Yanjun dismounted, and his voice became softer, "Your husband, aren't you afraid of death?"
Xiaotong shook his head, "My husband said that it doesn't matter whether he dies or not. The important thing is that he doesn't save people who are not worth saving."
Mu Yanjun's eyes turned gloomy, "It's not me, but my wife."
Xiaotong cupped his hands and said, "Isn't saving her the same as saving you?"