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Jiang Fan was talking eloquently, but suddenly paused when his cell phone rang suddenly, with an incredible look in his eyes.

Damn it! Damn it! The mobile phone had been deliberately thrown by Jingliu's sword, and almost a third of it was cut off. All of this had already been part of Zhuge Jiangfan's plan.

But which company’s product is this damn mobile phone? The quality of the mobile phone is so good, you will die! If you can still receive phone calls after half of it is cut off, you’d think you were the Nokia of centuries ago.

Jingliu squinted her eyes and took in the changes in Jiang Fan's expression. She gently lifted her boots, intending to walk over and pick up the phone to answer it, so as to see who was calling the call that made Jiang Fan's expression change drastically. of.

But at this moment, the boots she lifted up were grabbed by someone, and then brought back by the force, and stepped on Jiang Fan's face again, with the soles of the shoes in close contact with Jiang Fan's face.

"Insolent! These three minutes are not over yet. How could I be distracted by harassing phone calls? Moreover, I feel that my repentance is not enough. I still need to repent and repent." Jiang Fan squinted his eyes and spoke sternly.

Jingliu glanced at Jiang Fan and said nothing. He just bent down and gently opened the zipper next to his boots, and then with a slight pull, his white and delicate feet stepped into the puddle.

Jiang Fan sadly held the boots in his arms, staring at Jingliu's back, his heartbeat constantly accelerating. He only hoped that the caller ID at this time was really a so-called harassing call, or that the phone suddenly exploded. , so everyone is happy.

Jiang Fan raised his head and turned towards the half-cut mobile phone in the pile of bricks and tiles. As Jingliu bent down to pick up the mobile phone, his heart beat violently, as if it was about to jump out of his throat. With the help of the sunlight filtering through the gaps between the clouds, He finally saw the incomplete name on the caller ID on the phone.

‘female loser’

Holy shit! Jiang Fan hugged Jingliu's boots tightly in his arms. He had never felt that Xing, a loser, was so reliable, and he had never felt that he was so excited to receive a call from Xing. At this moment, he could not wait to hold Xing's hand. She pulled her to the center of the Interstellar Garbage Station, waved her hand and told her, this is the country I bestow upon you.

Jingliu blew the dirt on half of the screen of his mobile phone and glanced sideways at Jiang Fan, only to find that compared to his expression a dozen seconds ago, he now had his head held high, his eyes straight, looking magnanimous and magnanimous. appearance.

She looked away and gently swiped the screen to answer the call. The moment it showed answer, Xing's loud voice came through the remaining speaker.

"Jiang Fan! You are dead! Let me tell you, the Black Tower has already driven the space station to chase you. I give you six hours to rush to the Longmen Inn and surrender!"

"You must not think about running away! You must not think about leaving Luofu by starship, then transferring to the train, and then running to Coleman's planet in the Alves galaxy to remain anonymous! I tell you! You Boy, if I catch you, you will be dead! I will kill you in minutes!"

"Dududu..."

Jingliu raised his head and turned sideways to look at Jiang Fan, but found that Jiang Fan's face had stepped down at some point, like an eggplant beaten by frost, and even his eyes were evasive, as if he was guilty of committing a crime.

Jiang Fan's thoughts were never a secret in front of her. Even though he didn't have that eye-catching and iconic dragon tail, she could tell by his eyes and the small movements of pinching his fingers that this so-called black tower was about to happen. He is not an ordinary person, and his relationship is not ordinary either.

"Black Tower...who is he?"

"She...I said I was reincarnated and projected consciousness, do you believe it?" Jiang Fan grinned with a forced smile, trying to win Jingliu's short-term trust with his sincere eyes.

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This picture is so vivid, I want to post it in every chapter!

Chapter 115 Welcome Ceremony

To the east of Xianzhou Luofu, it is the abandoned port in the easternmost part of Xingcha Sea, a marginal area controlled by the Tianship Division.

This is located in the easternmost part of the Luofu Xingcha Sea. Two thousand years ago, it was a lively port with a dense flow of people. It was also a production line for producing fighting ships and flying boats. It was one of the three major port areas protected by the Yunqi Army.

However, with the reform and reconstruction of the post-war area of ​​Luofu, those production lines have now been relocated, and the place has gradually become deserted, leaving only the large docks covered with weeds, which are damaged by strong winds and heavy rains day after day. wash away.

Xing stood on tiptoes and raised his head to pull the red banner full of cheap texture with his hands. Several large and elegant characters were written on it in black ink, and it was fluttering and whistling in the wind.

"Welcome Ms. Black Tower to Luofu, the Star Dome Train Team is honored!!!"

"You...are you really okay with telling Jiang Fan like that?" March 7 looked up at the red banner picked up from the trash can fluttering in the wind.

At the moment, she has put on a blue and pink women's long skirt. The hem of the skirt is embroidered with cranes and auspicious clouds. The aura of the fairy boat is coming to her face. The only thing that is out of place is the camera hanging around her neck. The modern atmosphere is strong, otherwise she would stand behind Xing in this outfit, and she would look like an official of the Xianzhou Peace Embassy.

The contact between the Black Tower Space Station and Xianzhou Luofu is undoubtedly a diplomatic relationship worthy of the Fairy Boat Alliance's attention. As the messenger of information between the Black Tower Space Station and Xianzhou Luofu, Xing will undoubtedly fall on her shoulders to receive the Black Tower. In the past, Xing would have waved her hand and refused, and sternly stated that her time was precious and she really didn't have the time to be this mule.

But in the message sent by Heita on the other end of the phone, the trash can coated with golden dust made her thoughts waver. Facing Heita's indifferent gaze, she stood up and patted her chest vigorously, looking like an Afghan. He looked like a regional suicide squad and almost had the words "I am the dog of the Black Tower" tattooed on his face.

Especially when she knew that the golden dust on the trash cans was real gold, her enthusiasm reached its peak in an instant. If March 7th hadn't pulled her arm, she would have knelt down immediately and said, " If the tower is not abandoned, Xing is willing to become a foster mother! ’

"Don't worry, you really think I'm stupid. Heita and Jiang Fan wear the same pair of pants. It's just like the quarrel between the president and the president's wife in the company. The president's wife asks you to slap the president. If you really go You are really stupid." Xing weighed the cracker in his hand and looked up at the endless white clouds.

"No... I mean, is the route you provided Jiang Fan reliable? Isn't that the lair of some interstellar pirate?" March 7 asked.

"Of course it's reliable. It's a desolate planet at the edge of the universe. I'm sure Jiang Fan will lament the 99% tropical rainforest on Coleman's planet, and he'll probably be obsessed with the battle of wits with giant pythons and mammoths. In Yong's world." Xing nodded affirmatively.

This large, almost deserted Feige Pier was cleaned up by Xing with a stick. At least the weeds that sprouted up were no longer growing all over the mountains and plains.

Originally, Ms. Heita's visit to Xianzhou Luofu was to receive the highest standard of ceremonial reception from the Immortal Boat Alliance, but Ms. Heita's refusal made the 36 welcome ceremonies prepared by the officials of Tianbo Division go to waste.

But considering Ms. Black Tower's well-known personality in the universe, or the personalities of the people in the Genius Club, the officials of Tianbo Division were not surprised. On the contrary, they thought that this might be the unique personality of geniuses.

"Black Tower... Ms. Black Tower, who is well-known in the universe, is really informal and worthy of being a member of the genius club. It really makes people confused."

These words were spoken by General Luofu himself. Listening to Jing Yuan’s emotional tone, Xing groaned in his heart, thinking that you guys know a thing, Heita is not a shooter, sneak into the village, whoever comes into the village will catch him. The thief also blew the trumpet and beat the gong, as if he was afraid that the man wouldn't know.

Given Jiang Fan's thief-like character, I guess Luofu would beat gongs and drums to welcome Black Tower's friendly visit to Luofu, and Jiang Fan would be able to sneak out of Luofu quietly and hide in a place where no one could find him.

A violent wind suddenly swept past, blowing the red banner, and slapped Xing's face randomly, and a roar came from the end of the sky.

Xing lifted up the fluttering red banner with her backhand, held the salute gun tightly in her hand, squinted her eyes and stared at the end of the sky. As soon as the space station's spaceship fell, she fired the salute symbolically to add some warmth. Lively atmosphere.

This is probably the sloppiest and simplest welcome ceremony in history. There is no red carpet a hundred meters long, no flowers and applause, and no champagne and flashlights. There is only this special team of three diplomats standing in the cold wind, no matter what. The cold wind blew across his face, and the red banner with a broken corner whistled in the air.

The roar came from far to near, and the dense clouds were scattered by the wind. At the far end, there seemed to be some flying beast rushing in with the fierce air current.

"Here it comes, get ready." Xing held the salute gun in his hand and was eager to try it.

The moment it broke through the clouds, a sci-fi fighter jet like a flying eagle appeared in everyone's field of vision. When it approached the dock runway, all its lights suddenly turned on. In the clouds and mist, the blue-white fighter jet looked like a ghost. The golden 01 font sprayed on the wings made Walter's eyes light up.

It slid onto the runway covered with dust and gravel. The friction between the tires and the special material of the runway produced dazzling sparks. Ke Xing and March 7th imagined that the scene of it slowly stopping did not happen, but the dazzling sparks flickered. In an instant, amidst the intensive whirling sound of mechanical parts, the sci-fi-looking spaceship suddenly turned into a behemoth, and the sound of heavy footsteps on the runway was deafening.

Walter pushed the frame slightly, rubbed his cane with his fingers, and his eyes were surprised. He looked up at the new ancestor who blocked all the sunlight in front of him. The desire began to stir again. Only then did he feel that he was still very young. The feeling in his heart The hot-blooded soul is still burning.

“welcome....罗..”

The violent air flow hit Xing's face head-on. The strong wind pressure made her unable to open her eyes. But when the air flow dissipated, she froze the moment she opened her eyes. In front of her eyes was a dark shadow, familiar. The familiar ancestor was standing not far in front of her, his blue eyes looking down at them.

At this time, the salute gun in Xing's hand suddenly made a loud 'bang' sound, and the ribbons and cherry blossoms sprayed from the cannon were flying all over the sky, smearing on the ancestor's footsteps and armor, dyeing the white paint colorfully.

Staring at Sakura Fukiyuki on the pure white paint surface, Walter frowned slightly unconsciously, looking as if he had brushed shit while eating.

"Is this... Transformers Decepticon?" Xing looked up at the Ancestor.

"It's just a new function after an update. It's not worth mentioning." The ancestor squatted on the runway, and the cockpit door on his chest suddenly opened. Heita held up his skirt and quickly looked past everyone, suddenly frowning slightly.

"Where's Jiang Moran?" Heita stood up and stepped on the palm of the ancestor's hand, slowly falling towards the runway.

Xing swallowed hard and stared intently at Heita's round legs as white as jade under the purple rose petal skirt. The graceful curves were looming under the skirt, which made people think.

Her eyes then swept upwards, first passing over the raised hills, she saw the face that was slightly different from the Black Tower in her memory. That face was even more beautiful, with the purity of a girl and the cold arrogance of a big sister. It's as addictive as Sprite with ice. Of course, she's talking about the face.

"This beauty... are you Heita's sister?" Xing patted her long skirt, brushing off the dust blown by the airflow, and showed a smile that she thought was full of charm, "May I ask her name?"

"Are you stupid by playing the simulated universe?" Heita squinted his eyes and looked up and down at the flat face in front of him. His eyes were unconsciously attracted by the red banner full of cheap atmosphere, and then he frowned slightly.

"Is the Star Dome Train Group already so poor? Should I ask Esta to fund it..." Heita frowned, staring at the poor-looking banner and said coldly.

"boom!"

At this time, the salute sounded again, and the ribbons and the firecracker Sakura Fukiyuki covered Heita's face, while the salute in Hoshi's hand was still spitting out the remaining ribbons.

Black Tower stared expressionlessly at the smiling star in front of him. A strong cold wind swept across the sky in an instant. This deserted dock and port was instantly frozen with a thick layer of frost, and the temperature dropped to the lowest point.

"I... this is a double-shot cannon... The inferior goods in this trash can are inevitably delayed..." Xing held up the salute at a loss, showing an awkward smile.

"Lead the way." Heita said coldly.

"Oh oh oh! I will take you to kill Jiang Fan!" Xing Dali patted his chest.

"I mean the way to the hotel." Heita glanced at her and walked towards the ancestor, "Do you want me to go to the line with this appearance?"

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(Memories are always about rain, always about you——??)

Chapter 116 The way forward

“Even the weather is uncertain, so who can guarantee that everything will not change?”

"Is there really any truth in what you say so easily?"

As night falls in Luofu, the neon lights on Xuanye Street are lit up from east to west. Kongming lanterns with candles on the arch bridge are slowly rising. People are still flowing in Luofu at night, and there are long queues at the street food stalls, which are bright and feasting. The meaning gradually became stronger, and the nightlife of this fairy boat quietly started.

Stars twinkled under the dark night sky. Jiang Fan was sitting on the tiles on the eaves of the Mingli Clan's mansion. Above his head was the Milky Way across the sky. Under the eaves was the courtyard that had been torn to pieces by the sword energy. The cracks in the bedroom were crisscrossed and nailed. The photo on the wooden board was smashed into pieces and scattered all over the floor.

The water of the lotus pond reflected the shadow of half a white moon, which vaguely formed a perfect circle with the half white moon in the sky. However, there were dark clouds in the sky, and the white moon always crossed and missed under the clouds, like They are people walking on two parallel lines, as if they will never meet no matter how they move forward.

Across the pitch-black darkness, Jiang Fan saw the street with neon lights flashing alternately at the end of his sight. It was bustling and lively, as if there was always an endless flow of people on the street. But under the white moon, it was lonely, with long tattered cloths covered by the evening breeze. The wind was blowing, and the stubborn half of the phone lay on the debris of bricks and tiles, and the screen was completely turned off.

This time it’s not the so-called ‘Sims’, it’s not the various hypothetical guesses in my mind.

This time Jingliu really left. When she left, her hand was still holding his collar tightly, but her eyes had slowly closed. There was no verbal anger, no physical impulse, only a drop of tear flowing down her face. The tears fell from his nose, and at the moment when the tears hit the puddle, Jiang Fan's whole body was wrapped in panic.

Jingliu's cold voice still echoed in his mind from time to time. The raindrops falling from the eaves from time to time hit the hilt of the long sword stuck in the soil and made a crisp echo. The red tassel tied to the tail of the sword fluttered in the wind. The cold moonlight reflected the dazzling light on the sword blade.

Jiang Fan stared blankly at the noisy street with lights and wine in the distance, his pupils reflected the colorful Luofu, but his mind went blank, as if there was a figure walking farther and farther away in the darkness.

what to do? Is there really no other way? There was no reason to escape the ending that frightened him?

She was about to leave, and left without looking back. There seemed to be no reason in the world to explain those problems, consciousness projection? Reincarnation? Is the Memory Star God Fuli causing trouble?

Even if half-truths and half- lies are mixed with 'truth', they will always be exposed in front of the people who love you. There is no reason in the world to block it out. Only by telling the truth about the Sims can you gain a chance of survival, but Is the 'truth' he knows so well just another kind of lie?

It turns out that he is really not the protagonist. Faced with all kinds of ups and downs and contradictions in love, he is not the creator who picks the sun and the moon in his hands, nor is he the god who punches the medicine man. Not everyone will be like the Black Tower and can accept it. Face that outrageous experience calmly, solve it, and overcome it.

Kage-ryu is very powerful. Kage-ryu's swordsmanship can cut through the sun and the moon, and Kage-ryu's sword energy can penetrate the sea of ​​stars. However, Kage-ryu is not perfect. Faced with the current situation, anyone might be able to do something similar to her. The choice is to have a good sleep or be alone.

In fact, the reason Jiang Fan found was perfect. It seemed to be perfect. What memories gradually emerged after setting foot on Luofu, what clones were mapped through consciousness, but no matter what he said, lies are lies after all. How can the person who loves you... Can't tell the truth from the lies.

"The crematorium for chasing my wife..." He looked at the half-white moon and sighed softly. The red tassel on the sword hilt swaying in the wind seemed to be his mood.

He stared at the end of the sky without blinking, and did not slowly come back to his senses until the hour hand in the room chimed the hour.

At this time, the door of the courtyard was violently pushed open. Bai Lu stood on the steps panting with her short legs, holding a bouquet of bright roses and a cup of unopened milk tea in her hands.

"Grandpa...Grandpa Zu! The roses from Liufang Pavilion and the concentration tea from Xuanye Pavilion are both here!" Bai Lu held the bouquet and milk tea in her hands, humming and laughing as if she was taking credit.

Jiang Fan stood up and jumped down, patted Bai Lu's head happily and touched the dragon's horn without leaving any trace: "Well done, when grandpa returns victorious, I will use the secret method of my Mingchi Clan to help you grow taller. "

"Really!" Bai Lu was surprised, turning a blind eye to the dilapidated courtyard.

"Don't worry, your grandfather and I will never follow up on my words. If you don't believe me, go ask Jing Yuan." Jiang Fan picked up the rose bouquet and held the milk tea in his hand, leaving only Bai Lu's back in endless reverie. At this moment, Jiang Fan Fan's back was infinitely majestic in Bai Lu's heart.

After leaving the residence of the Mingchi Clan, Jiang Fan did not stop. Instead, he walked straight forward along the path to the Jade Realm Gate, running counter to the prosperity behind him and completely walking into the shadow of the building.

This multiple-choice question in life means that no matter what you choose, you will have regrets. The cat in the alley is free but has no destination. The dog in the wall has a destination but no freedom for life. The universe will not stop you from doing anything, and it will not even pop up something like 'Are you sure? 'Such a window.

What he needs to do now is exactly the same as before. Pursuing Jingliu again is undoubtedly a regional difficulty for him, but there are countless challenges in life. If you choose to give up because you find it difficult, then you will always feel that life All you see on this road is suffering, and all you gain is undesirable.

Jiang Fan's back gradually disappeared into the shadows of high-rise buildings. In the darkness, someone was laughing and someone was sighing, like whispering.

Half an hour after Jiang Fan left the mansion, three uninvited guests were welcomed into the Mansion of the Vidyadhara clan. The masked heroine headed by them jumped up the high wall nimbly, rolling and jumping all the way, like a nimble monkey landing gently. In the dilapidated courtyard, another man in black who was slightly behind her was not as cool as her. When he fell, he almost fell to the ground because he stepped on a pile of bricks and tiles, and a dog chewed the mud.