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Han Xingjin looked at the doll and shook his head, "This chick is not good-looking at all."

Jin Yu didn't understand, why the yellow duck Han Xingjin screamed with excitement, but the yellow chick is not good-looking? Obviously they are all the same, the ratio of head to body is one to one.

However, Jin Yu ignored Han Xingjin's dislike, he just needed a chance to verify his conjecture.

Sure enough, after two times, the little yellow chicken fell, and it fell twice in a row.

Han Xingjin also forgot that he didn't like this little yellow chicken, and hugged him happily, "Brother is too powerful."

It was a father and son who caught this little yellow chicken before them. The child was only three or four years old, and he was carrying a small schoolbag with the name of the kindergarten on his back.

The little boy saw that Han Xingjin was holding two little yellow chickens and pulled the man next to him, "Dad, why are you not smart at all, that uncle caught two cute chicken squads for my sister at once."

Han Xingjin was stunned for a second when he heard the words, then approached Jin Yu, "Smart uncle."

After speaking, he squatted in front of the little boy, "Do you like this?"

The little boy nodded, "Well, this is the cute chicken squad, my favorite cartoon today."

Han Xingjin looked at the two in his hand, but in the end he was reluctant, and only handed out one, "The elder sister will give you one."

The little boy is very good. Although he thinks that his father is not smart, he still looks at his father before accepting other people's gifts.

The man politely said, "It doesn't matter, the things that children like are different every day, and he likes other people the most after a while."

"I have two identical ones, one for Xiaobao."

The man finally looked at his child, "If you like it, you can accept it."

The little boy nodded, "Well, I like it." After that, the cute chicken team hugged him, "Thank you pretty sister."

After finishing talking, he looked up at Jin Yu who was standing, "Thank you for your awesome uncle."

Hearing the words, the little boy's father patted the little boy, "How to talk." After saying that, he said to Jin Yu and Han Xingjin with an embarrassed expression, "The little boy can't speak, the two are a good match."

After speaking, he quickly led the child away from this embarrassing place.

Han Xingjin was in a good mood. He jumped in three steps and jumped in front of Jin Yu, "Uncle is very powerful."

Jin Yu wanted to approach Han Xingjin with gnashing teeth, and said in Han Xingjin's ear, "Don't you know very well whether I am strong or not?"

Han Xingjin felt that he was not clean, and his mind was full of yellow waste, such as this moment.

Seeing Han Xingjin's blushing face, Jin Yu was satisfied, "Let's go, uncle will catch you a broken flower cow."

After several times, Jin Yu's guess was verified. He seemed to have found a pattern. On average, he could catch one for Han Xingjin three or five times. Various dolls.

The biggest shopping bag in the video game city was filled to the brim, and Han Xingjin was also satisfied.

Jin Yu didn't forget to avenge his revenge, "This is the date of your young people?" His tone was contemptuous.

Han Xingjin threw himself on Jin Yu's back, "What's wrong? Does uncle have any opinion?"

Jin Yu walked steadily with Han Xingjin on his back, "I dare not."

"Uncle is old and strong."

After Han Xingjin finished speaking, she felt that she heard Jin Yu's voice after grinding her teeth, and she had a bad premonition.

Han Xingjin is going to Hong Kong City the next day, and returning to Kyoto will be the end of the year. Jinyu will have a lot of entertainment at the end of the year. No matter how bad he is with his father, he still has to give face to his grandparents during the Spring Festival. .

Aunt Wang was put on the flight back to Jingcheng in the afternoon.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin~www.novelmt.com~ The main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.