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Mr. Bo found nothing.

Since Su Yan left, he was full of that woman.

Get angry for a while, get angry even more.

So cold looking.

The doctor said that he should rest more.

But I didn't close my eyes for hours.

With her eyes closed, she looked like the woman.

Damn it!

Su Yan got into a taxi.

There was not much ups and downs, but his eyes kept looking out the window.

Xiaohua quietly speaks

"Host, where are you going to sleep?"

"Come back home."

"Which?"

"No. 8 Jinlin Road."

When Xiaohua heard this address, she returned to the small villa where she stayed.

"Well? Didn't the host say to go back to the apartment?"

"Changed my mind."

Su Yan calmly.

Floret

"... women are really fickle."

Followed Xiaohua as if she remembered something, could not help asking

"Host, why do you say that the person behind the drizzle is Sanluo?"

"Yep?"

"It's just that you asked the challenger Bo Yu, who was behind her, and finally you said with certainty that it was Sanluo."

Su Yan gradually has memories.

It was something in the restaurant before it was said.

"Guess."

Floret

"........."

The excited flames were gradually extinguished.

San Luo, one of the nine main gods, is known as the most perfect substitute for a thousand faces.

Ranked 6th among the nine main gods.

How does she look like?

It's like a mirror that replicates perfectly.

Voice, movement, momentum, and a smile can all be achieved almost 100%, no, it is more than 100%.

In the antique world, the most ironic sentence is that fake is more like real than real.

This sentence can be used to describe her.

Her most powerful record ever was that Zeng Yirong became a rich second-generation spoiled by her parents. She used to tease beautiful women every day to watch striptease. Three months later, the parents and their parents were sent to prison She inherited all the property of the parents and wasted extravagantly every day.

When she was listed as Lord God, the story was passed on for a long time.

Xiaohua couldn't help but ask

"Host ... are you likely to encounter it in the future?"

"perhaps."

"Little flower has a problem."

"ask"

"Ten thousand years before the host lived the Lord God, wouldn't you be afraid that she would pretend to be the head of the Lord God?"

Floret is curious.

After all, Sang Luo claims to have more than 100% imitation ability.

In case the rest of the main gods think that San Luo is the head of the main god, and the host has never loved to justify, isn't this about to end?

Su Yan lowered her head and looked at the wound on her hand, making a faint sound

"She can't beat me."

Floret is silent.

No matter how it changes, this skill alone cannot change it.

Sure enough, its host is the strongest.

Comparing with Sanluo and looking at the ability of Miyu's imitation, it seems too clumsy.

When they were chatting together, they quickly returned home.

Back home, Su Yan cooked a little noodles to eat.

Today at noon, I originally told Bo Yi to eat.

As a result, he had a car accident and did not eat himself. He went directly to the hospital.

After that, he was annoyed by Mr. Bo's indifferent look.

Although angry, my stomach will still be hungry.

She put the painting on the table.

Sitting at the table eating noodles.

after a little while.

She picked up her cell phone and called Assistant Zhang.

His temper was inexplicable, as was the accident.

Why did you hit the bridge's pier well?

If you are most familiar with Bo's daily life, you still have to ask Xiao Zhang.