There are only three things that can be done

"Ah sneeze——"

At this moment, a soothing warm wind blew in the face, but it was so cold that Su Luoyu covered her nose and sneezed.

He raised his head and glanced at the setting sun that was about to set over the river. The person sitting in the wheelchair couldn't help but sigh: "Unknowingly, the summer heat has passed. Today is the sixth day of July, the real autumn."

Yes, today is the sixth day of July.

So by this time tomorrow, it should be the seventh day of July, the Qiaoqiao Night!

According to legend, the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met was obviously a blessing festival for married men and women to abide by their inseparability and grow old together, but in the end it turned into a day of separation between life and death, and the death of a beautiful woman with withered bones!

"You dare to block my way, Ji Kangping, what do you mean? It seems that you have become determined by the weight and are determined to embarrass me because of this little bitch?"

Just now, the autumn wind was so cold that it made Su Luoyu sneeze, and even Wang Boliang was so cold that he shivered all over.

Wang Boliang, who has never tasted the water of the Hanjiang River, is thinking about entering the palace quickly so that Li Hongkuo can see how miserable he is now. It is best to let Li Jinshu go back to where he came from and never want to go back.

Appeared in Luoyan City!

"Four times."

Bei Mingling's cold voice suddenly reached his ears, and he looked at him with his eyelids lowered, standing indifferently next to the girl in red clothes. The bright golden light of the setting sun hit the side of his face, making the shadow of his thick eyelashes very long.

Wang Boliang really didn't understand. He was clearly looking like a fairy-like boy in front of him, but his voice was actually colder than the autumn wind that blew through his thin shirt just now.

Even in a daze, he felt that the chill that Bei Minling brought to him was actually three points cooler than the water in Hanjiang River.

Suddenly he raised his head and stared at Wang Boliang, which really startled him, but he saw that Bei Minling's eyes were lifeless, and he said coldly: "Already... four times..."

"What? What four times? You're a pretty girl, and you're a little bitch. Who's your best friend? Do you want to fight for her?"

Wang Boliang twisted his neck, moved his somewhat stiff limbs, and shouted blankly to Bei Minling. Because he was still wearing water-soaked robes and was blown by the autumn wind, his voice began to tremble.

"Five times! Jin Shu once said that if you can endure what others cannot endure, you can do what others cannot, but you must avoid the principle of not doing more than three things! If you can endure it once, it is self-cultivation, twice it is cultivation, and three times it is education!

"

Bei Minling was a diligent student, and he kept every sentence and even every word that Li Jinshu taught him firmly in his heart.

Others may not know it clearly, but as Bei Mingling's half-initiator and close partner, Li Jinshu knew very well in his heart that Bei Mingling was counting the number of times Wang Boliang was disrespectful to her and was reminding Li Jin.

Hey, I can't bear it any longer.

Unexpectedly, before Li Jinshu had time to respond, Ji Kangping, who heard Bei Minling's remarks on the sidelines, had already subconsciously stroked his long goatee, and humbly asked him for advice: "This is the case.

The explanation is really interesting, but this is the first time I have heard it, so what if it has been three times?"

"Jin Shu said, if it happens three times, it's not called forbearance, it's called coward!"

Facing Ji Kangping's inquiry, Bei Minngling stood straight and stared at Li Jinshu with his phoenix eyes, as if waiting for her response.

After hearing this, Li Jinshu couldn't help but laugh a little, and agreed with him: "That's right, I just want to give him a lesson so that he can completely remember: 'Don't chase after a word, don't chase a horse; do not rush after a word.

, the principle of 'a horse is not as good as a horse'."
Chapter completed!