"Grandfather, father, don't walk again really going to die here," Qi Yuan of only six years old, refers to the "kerosene taste has got home at the edge of the door, they is today morning ah!"
is like today he went to a mansion, later out of the housekeeper although is to he can hit the nail on the head and now the war was surprised, but it is not necessarily really believe he, it is impossible to know the truth of the matter, when he was only left a letter to steward over by the Buddha, hoping to make a difference, can be close to the Chou period, in addition to the more and more serious smell of kerosene. The town as a dead silence.
nosewing moved, Qi Yuan hurriedly ran towards the backyard,Will body hidden in the back of a chopped hay, just through the door gap saw outside of a shadow is carefully dumping oil fire, everywhere again swept away, neighborhood is full of these people, a lot more quietly turned on top of the wall to the roof down.
Haohen heart!
he body retracted haystack, a marlin sound came from behind, flung back, a hands tightly covered his mouth not to make a sound, a uniformed people came out of the haystacks, the he picked up to the hospital run to.
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