It was only then that he remembered that yesterday he remembered today five years ago, the day when he was chased and almost died. It should be the first time he and Qingrui met. Although he was in a coma, it was also their first meeting.

His heart suddenly started to feel thrilling again. He seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol, but later he thought that the Yin-faced man's injury was healed and the man probably was leaving, so he returned to this small farmyard.

Zhou Xingyun asked him to pay attention to what the Silver Face Man needs help.

Although he was very proud of this silver-faced man, even if he wanted to provide help, she would not bother. But if my brother had a request, he had to come and have a look.

Then after he arrived, he was drinking in the yard, why did he drink to the ground?

Shangguan Qianyu felt it. Although it seemed that there were many purple parts on his body, he was not injured internally. He got up and wanted to drink a glass of water. The teapot was empty. He opened the door and walked out.

As soon as the door opened, the old peasant woman who was busy in the yard had heard the door ring and looked over with a smile. As soon as she saw his appearance, the basket in her hand fell to the ground, and bounced and rolled on the same time.

Looking at the peasant woman's horrorous expression, Shangguan Qianyu said with some wonder: "What?"

The peasant woman said unnaturally: "Ah...oh, no, nothing!"

Shangguan Qianyu twitched his lips, and he said nothing was there?

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the corners of his mouth hurt. This situation was a bit strange. What happened to his face? He felt extremely uncomfortable before, but at this moment, his face was slight thrilling. When did he have such an experience, he was completely confused.

There was no bronze mirror in the farmer's house, but there was a large water tank in the yard filled with water. Shangguan Qianyu walked over.

The level in the tank is as quiet as a mirror, reflecting Shangguan Qianyu's face.

Shangguan Qianyu widened his eyes.

Is that still his face?

No, it's all like that, is it still a face? That's simply a pig's head.

When he woke up, he felt dizzy and swelling, thinking it was a sequelae of the hangover, but now he realized that it was not. He used the bruised nose and swollen face to describe his face as being too light.

His face was a big circle, two large pieces of his forehead were swollen, his eyes were bruised, his cheeks were irrelevant, and the corners of his mouth were broken, just like his face was once a big sandbag, and he was beaten 360 degrees without a dead corner.

Not only his face, but judging from the degree of pain everywhere in his body, he must have been a human-shaped sandbag last night, and was punched and kicked 36,000 times at 360 degrees without dead corners.

His body is so strong and his internal strength can hurt like this, and he can't do it if he has fewer times.

Who dares to make him look like this?

And he didn't even realize it when he beat him like this?

Yes, he was drunk.

But he did not offend anyone, and there was no one here, who would hurt him?

He asked, "Where is that...the little girl in silver face?"

The peasant woman was a little confused when Shangguan Qianyu came out, which was too far beyond her imagination. She hurriedly said, "That little girl, she left early in the morning."

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But even if you fall step by step when you return to the room, you won’t be like this.
Chapter completed!