1855: C1855 Whose Back Was It

C1855 Whose Back Was It

"Tao'er? What's wrong with you?"

Shen Yiru and her husband were confused when they saw that there was no one in front of Antique Shop. They couldn't help but look at Bookworm, who had his back to them.

However, Zhang Tao, who seemed to be in a trance, ignored his parents. He even bent down and squatted down, gently stroking the footprints of different shades. He mumbled to himself.

"Footprints? Did someone really come just now?"

"Tao'er? What's wrong with you? These footprints are very ordinary. There are many people on this street. Maybe someone was bored and deliberately stepped on the door of the antique store."

Shen Yiru felt that something was wrong with her son. However, she could not say it clearly in front of her husband. She could only say a few perfunctory words and pat her son on the shoulder. She wanted to persuade him to enter the store.

However, this usually silent Bookworm suddenly stood up from the ground like a stroke. He held his father's shoulder tightly and shouted with red eyes.

"You... Didn't you feel it just now?"

Zhang Tao's parents looked at each other in surprise and then shook their heads simultaneously. They asked with a little uneasiness and caution.

"Son? Are you all right? What happened? "

Father Zhang knew Zhang Tao's character very well. He was definitely not the kind of person who would make a fuss out of nothing. There was definitely something wrong with Zhang Tao's current appearance!

Shen Yiru silently placed her palm on her beloved son's back. She wanted to use the internal energy to investigate the condition of Zhang Tao's body.

Clearly, Shen Yiru felt that Zhang Tao's current state was most likely related to the martial cultivator and Spell Cultivator!

Perhaps he had been plotted against by someone!

But the result was nothing out of the ordinary.

However, what happened next caused the family of three to feel as if they were in a dream!

They saw the shallow footprints that led to the Zhang's Antique's shop. Under the gazes of the family of three, it disappeared in an instant!

It was as if an invisible hand had completely erased the traces of a person from this world!

...

"Strange, didn't the weather forecast say that it was a sunny day today? Why did it suddenly snow? If I had known earlier, I would have worn more. It's so cold. "

Above the clouds of Jiangzhou City, a majestic and mighty dragon steed could be vaguely seen. It was carrying a delicate and pretty young girl, who was passing through the clouds and breaking through the fog.

"Yiya!"

The dragon steed neighed, as if it was dissatisfied with the little girl on its body, and it started quarreling with it from the sofa in the villa.

Otherwise, it would be curled up in the corner of the sofa, having a comfortable daydream.

"Alright, alright. Let's play for a while. Let's play for a while and then we'll go back. Alright, Yi, I'm begging you ~"

The young girl's soft and sweet begging voice made the Dragonhorse unable to refuse. Carrying Soong Anqi, it whizzed past the clouds above Jinghua City.

Ten minutes later, the young girl, who could not bear the cold high up in the sky, was sent to the ground by the Dragonhorse from the clouds.

The Dragonhorse also returned to the lazy look of the fat cat and was comfortably held in Soong Anqi's arms.

"Phew... The weather is too cold. Why do I suddenly feel like it has dropped by more than ten degrees? Yi, let's take a taxi back to the villa."

Little girl! She smiled coyly and rubbed the little head of the Dragonhorse in embarrassment. She carried the Dragonhorse and walked towards the road stop to wait for the taxi.

White snow fell from the sky, as if it was dancing wildly.1

At some point in time, the Jiangzhou City was filled with snow and snow. It was a stretch of silvery white.

Suddenly.

A familiar figure rushed into the eyes of the girl who was waiting for a taxi.

"Yi, look at that person's back. Doesn't he look like Brother Meng Ran?" The bored young girl rubbed her small head against the Dragonhorse and said with a smile.

However, the Dragonhorse only responded with a confused cry.

"Yiya?"

It was not that the Dragonhorse felt the figure in the snow, unlike its Brother Master . Instead, the Dragonhorse followed Soong Anqi's gaze and looked over. There was no one there at all!

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