When he reached the door, he spoke in a gentle voice: "Please give me, I'll get something."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the key and opened the door of Hong Xiazi's room.

"You...who are you?"

Dreams are shocked and doubtful.

I have been practicing for many years to have the cultivation and demeanor of today. But this person doesn’t seem to be old, but he has such a kind of demeanor and demeanor... everywhere, it is natural and free to use it!

Such freehand painting is natural and free and easy, and it is beyond your own level in any aspect!

"My surname is Zuo, the most important friend of blind man Hong."

Zuo Changlu glanced at him lightly and said, "You have something to do with blind man Hong?"

"Yes...is something."

Somehow, Meng Chentian felt that he was stuttering in front of this middle-aged man, a little unnatural, and even a little cramped, feeling that he couldn't let go anywhere, which was extremely awkward.

"Well, you're late, blind man Hong is dead."

Zuo Changlu pushed the door, creaked, the door opened, and said calmly: "There is no help here. I am here to find some blind people's belongings to him and bury him."

"Die...dead?"

At this moment when I dreamed of the sky, I just felt that life was like a dream.

The only person who can bypass Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian to solve this problem is dead?

Do you want to be so unlucky?!

Thinking of Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonianzhi, Meng Chentian suddenly felt excited, suddenly looked up and said, "You... your surname is Zuo?"

Zuo Changlu nodded slightly.

"Then... Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian..." Meng Chentian asked hesitantly.

Zuo Changlu said lightly: "That's my son and my daughter. Why, do you have something to do?"

Meng Chentiandao: "No, no."

Somehow, when he faced the long road left, his only feeling was cramping.

"Um."

Zuo Changlu's voice was so calm that it was: "Come on, since you are here, come in and do some work and help me lift things. This thing is too heavy."
Chapter completed!