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The arrows fired by the girl were like meteors streaking across the sky. Surrounded by hundreds of WingMakers, she still fought hard, her blood-stained green face was filled with raging murderous intent, and not far behind her was a fallen figure. The fox-human pilot lost his voice in the blood.

He knew that expression and anger, and that raging flame had also been displayed on his body.

Even though he and the Mirror Stream's 1+1=3 effect were invincible on the battlefield with abundance, that could not protect everyone. War was destined to bring death and rebirth. They represented death, and the people behind them were the buds of new life.

In the blink of an eye, he came back to his senses again, and his tired mind from being quarreled by those aunts gradually relaxed. According to Jingliu, Bai Heng's death was due to the outbreak of the two fools Dan Feng and Ying Xing, who almost destroyed the fairy boat. The cause of chaos.

The protagonist Bai Heng has been given a death notice by Jingliu. Whether it is the punishment of the Tualin Technique or his anger when he meets Ying Xing again, Bai Heng should have been reincarnated long ago, or is already in heaven with his old friends. After all, how could it appear in front of him alive again?

Jiang Fan suddenly thought of something, stretched out his other hand that was not tightly held by Bai Heng, pulled off a strand of the girl's white hair, and gently rubbed it with his fingers.

The aura of the fox tribe in the hair was accurate, without any signs of puppets or manipulated corpses, and various cells were also very active, exactly like a healthy 18-year-old girl who was in puberty.

The suspicion that the puppets or corpses were manipulated in his mind was gradually eliminated. Although there were remnants of fertile power in his body, they were so few that they were almost negligible.

Other than that, he is a completely normal fox man, whether it is the fluffiness of his tail or the smoothness of the small fuzz on his ears.

The only thing that still made him doubtful was Bai Heng's current state, which looked like a newborn baby, more like a clingy cat.

Bai Heng's way of showing kindness is very primitive, and he will only stuff him with delicious and beautiful shells and small objects, just like a child in a kindergarten.

At first he was puzzled as to how she carried these beautiful gadgets in the pockets of her robe, until he caught a glimpse of the women's sunglasses on the white bedsheets, and it became clear to him.

It turned out that Bai Heng was brought here by Kafka, that nagging woman. Jiang Fan could even guess how she avoided the sight of the Yunqi Army and the guards outside the Mingchi Clan's mansion.

Presumably, she relied on the hypnotic ability of the narcissist, which was why Qi Baiheng was hypnotized by her. The hypnotic ability of the eloquent spirit is comparable to a certain mobile phone software.

"Bai Heng, do you still know who I am?" Jiang Fan whispered softly, guiding Bai Heng as much as possible, just like coaxing children in kindergarten.

Bai Heng finally made some movements when she heard Jiang Fan's voice. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Fan. She stared at Jiang Fan's face for a long time, scanning Jiang Fan's upper body almost from top to bottom, and kept getting closer. He stared at Jiang Fan, like a house cat meeting a cat teaser.

Jiang Fan sullenly moved his body as far back as possible, subconsciously tightened his legs, and turned his face to the other side. It was not that he was shy or frightened, but that he was afraid that if someone pushed the door in at this time, he would jump I can’t even cleanse myself after entering the sea of ​​stars.

Bai Heng's face gradually moved closer to Jiang Fan, and her ignorant eyes seemed to have threads, lightly reminding her of memories.

Just when Jiang Fan was about to stand up and run away at any moment, Bai Heng finally stopped, and gradually she smiled. The smile was probably like that of a child who has found a favorite toy.

"You are...husband!"

......

As night falls, the sound of the tide is plucked like a string. The light of the setting sun completely fades from the eyes of the blade. The dark night wraps up the fairy boat and also wraps up the heart of the blade.

He stuck the ancient sword in the beach pit and sat on the sand soaked by the waves without any scruples. He opened his nostrils and breathed in the cold air, feeling that the stone that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time was finally removed.

There was a feeling of relief coming up from the bottom of his heart, but the emptiness was getting bigger and bigger, swallowing him like a bottomless pit.

"Regret it?" Kafka leaned on the fence of the beach platform with his hands, looking at the brightly lit Xuanye Street and Jinren Alley in the distance, which sells small items and specialties.

"If you like someone, tell her, because this is the only chance in your life to hold her hand. I know sometimes you are afraid that you won't even be friends, but what does it matter? You don't want to just be friends in the first place. Be friends." The night wind blew Kafka's coat around her shoulders, and her long dark red hair danced with it. She looked at Luofu who was gradually wrapped in the dark night, and the gorgeous light danced in her pupils. move.

Blade was silent for a long time without speaking, seemingly surprised that Kafka would have such emotion, or perhaps surprised that Kafka would say such a thing.

Although Kafka would tease him in the past, he was definitely not telling him some big truth. Even if it was a truth, it shouldn't be about feelings. After all, feelings are really important to Kafka. ?

Blade was silent for a while, then turned to look at Kafka: "I only live to die. The extremely precious feelings in the past have disappeared. But you, Kafka...it doesn't seem like you can say this." People of words.”

Kafka nodded slightly, and her newly unpacked sunglasses slipped from her forehead to her nose. The dark world in her eyes seemed to be cast in a shadow, and even the brightly lit city became Blurred.

She was stared at by the blade for a long time, but she never spoke, as if the silence of the blade for a few minutes was transferred to her.

The bright moonlight shone through the clouds on the turbulent water, as if covering it with a light silver gauze. She raised her head and stared at the blurry moon in trance. Her long dark red hair was lost in the wind, and her voice followed. It drifted away.

"It's starting to get cold..."

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Book friend: Hahaha, lolita is good at cooking, so lazy

I'm crazy: Ah, yes, yes, we'll see you tomorrow (How arrogant are you to say such stupid remarks? I will crush your self-esteem and tear your self-confidence into pieces, letting you know what you are facing. What a powerful creature)

Chapter 154: Driving the tiger and swallowing the wolf

Jiang Fan was soaking in the light blue hot spring water, with a yellow rubber duck and several wooden trays floating on the water.

On the tray lay the breakfast prepared for him by the Vidyadhara chamberlain, including iced cold brewed black tea, a fried beef burger topped with cheese, and a large portion of French fries.

At first, the Dragon Master in the clan said that since it was a breakfast prepared for the Dragon Ancestor, it should be a full banquet of Manchu and Han Dynasties, filled with delicacies from all over the world.

But Jiang Fan was not used to eating like a landowner. He waved his hand and said that a hamburger and French fries would be enough. If he eats too much delicacies, he always needs to change his taste.

The time now is 6:42 in the morning. If it were on the train, Jiang Fan would still be lying in bed and sleeping soundly, without any intention of getting up early.

But when he arrived at Xianzhou, he never slept in for the first time. As if it was muscle memory, he sat upright in a daze and wanted to go to the yard to chop with his sword.

Bai Heng, who had lost his memory, was sent to Jingliu. He really couldn't bear the little fox's demands for a husband. If Jingliu hadn't known about the innocence between Bai Heng and him, Heita would have set off another storm. No.

Bai Heng must have truly lost his memory, and his IQ is estimated to be in the mid-teens.

Although it sounds like someone with an IQ of around ten years old can take care of themselves, this is the Immortal Boat. Even if the lifespan of the Fox people is shorter than that of the Immortal Boat people and the Mingchichi people, they are still species that can live to be hundreds of years old. .

In Xianzhou, even if you are a two-hundred-year-old person, you may still meet the Xianzhou people of your grandfather's generation on the road. If this is a short-lived species, if you go out at a hundred years old, you will only meet your grandchildren or He is the immortal of his generation.

Bai Heng's resurrection from the dead has not alarmed too many people. So far, Jing Yuan has received the news and is rushing here from Shence Mansion.

After all, the fact of resurrection from the dead is too shocking. Among the currently known star gods, there has never been a god in charge of life and death or reincarnation.

Even the eternal life given by abundance is just a false life. As for whether it is not you, it doesn't matter, because you are still alive.

Even he himself, who controls the fate of immortality, cannot bring life back to the dead. If she is dying, the power of immortality is enough to make her recover.

But even the blood of a dead person has become silent, so how can he make her immortal? Make her body immortal?

Jiang Fan grabbed the yellow rubber duck floating on the water, held it in his hand, and submerged the entire body except his head into the water. There were still water drops hanging on the crystal-like dragon horns, and the rising white mist enveloped the entire bathroom.

The hot spring pool in the Mansion of the Awakening Clan is large enough. It used to be a warehouse for weapons a hundred years ago. At that time, Jiang Fan decided to demolish all of them and build this huge hot spring pool. The water in the pool is from the depths of the Scale Abyss. The ancient sea water is heated to form light blue hot spring water.

If this were placed in ancient times, the historian who recorded the life of the emperor might have written in the Chi Ming Tong Jian, "Jiang Fan, the Lord of the Ming Chi clan, drank the moon and built a forest of wine and meat ponds in 7453 Star Calendar. He was happy every day and did not think about Sichuan, because he did not want to make progress. Corrupt monarch'.

If you were lying in such a luxurious hot spring pool and looked at the wall covered with gold bricks, you would definitely smile and look awesome, and maybe even take a photo of the wall covered with gold bricks in the group. The previous sentence "The environment of this hot spring pool is just okay".

But Jiang Fan really felt that this hot spring pool was quite earthy, and the gold covering the walls seemed to be for fear that others would not know that the Mingchichi people were rich earthly people. In ancient times, this would have been the emperor's best choice for confiscating the property.

At this time, a ringing sound suddenly came from the hot spring water. Jiang Fan raised his head from the water, took out his cell phone and lit up the screen.

The phone probably accidentally fell from the tray while he was eating French fries. Calculated, it should have been soaked for half an hour.

In previous lives, mobile phones would have been turned off long ago under the dual pressure of hot water and mist, but what era is it now?

Not to mention IP68 waterproofing and pressure testing at depths of tens of meters, even if you throw this phone into the Pacific Ocean and soak it for days and nights, no matter whether a shark, a whale, or a tornado passes by, it is estimated that this thing will not even take off the skin. One piece.

This mobile phone modified by Black Tower can even withstand a shot from the Star Destroyer Cannon. It is absolutely useful to put it in the inner pocket of your clothes to block bullets. It is also very useful even when used as a brick to call people. Just smash it with the mobile phone. Make sure he falls asleep where he is.

"Aren't you tired of eating beef burgers and French fries for breakfast? It seems like your eating habits are not healthy."

"I would like to eat the porridge you made, but who told you to stay asleep today?" Jiang Fan put his cell phone on the tray and continued to poke the yellow-skinned duck floating on the water with his head.

Although the person on the other side of the phone did not show his face, Jiang Fan just glanced at the style and figure of the pajamas on the screen. Even with his toes, he could guess that the person on the other side of the screen was Jingliu.

After all, the old-fashioned yarn pajamas are not something Heita and Cocolia appreciate. Rather than having white dragons embroidered on their pajamas, they might prefer to sew Q-like versions of themselves on them, or embroider some flowers and plants. .

Moreover, Black Tower and Cocolia's legs are definitely not as slender as Kyoryu's legs.

He was just curious that Jingliu had snoozed for the first time and would make a video call at this time.

If Kyōryu had had her previous temperament, she would have calmly opened the hot spring room door, stripped naked in front of him, calmly walked into the water, and naturally sat next to him with her legs crossed. On his lap, an absolute man of action.

"Well... there are some special circumstances." Jingliu sat down in front of the dressing table, turned around and glanced at the bulging ball in the quilt on the bed.

She was really embarrassed to tell Jiang Fan that the reason for her snooze was because she was held to sleep by that little girl Bai Heng.

Moreover, the fluffy tail is extremely warm, and even the ears with small fluff are still moving when she is sleeping. It is like an oversized cat, more like a warm baby. The only thing that makes her feel uncomfortable is probably When Bai Heng talked in his sleep, he kept talking about the word husband.

In fact, the reason why she was angry back then was not just because Bai Heng was plotting against Jiang Fan, nor was it because of those outrageous pleas.

The reason why she refused to be a concubine was not that she was so possessive, but the simplest and most unsolvable problem. After all, Bai Heng was only 113 years old at the time, and he was still in the fox market. The human race is in the teenage stage, but what about Jiang Fan?

Although he looks young in his 20s, he is an old dragon in every sense of the word. It is not an exaggeration to call him the Old Dragon King.

Jiang Fan was too old at that time, and even she didn't know how many years she could stay with Jiang Fan, let alone the young Bai Heng? That feeling of loneliness may stay with her for the rest of her life.

In fact, she thinks Dan Feng is good. If Bai Heng is interested, she can also match him up. After all, the good news should not go to outsiders, and Dan Feng is also a dragon.

No matter how bad the blacksmith Ying Xing is, you can do it. Although he is short-lived and cannot live long, at least he is devoted to you. If Bai Heng doesn't like you, then Jing Yuan is also good. Although he has learned a lot from Jiang Fan and is lazy and fishy. His skills are both civil and military.

But Bai Heng is stubborn and has an attitude of not marrying anyone except Jiang Fan. She is obviously smart and smart, but she becomes a fool when she gets involved with Jiang Fan. It's almost... comparable to her when she was young. ...

"Driving the tiger...devouring the wolf?" Jingliu looked at the group on the bed, thoughtfully.

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Some people don’t understand the difference between my coding speed and other authors’ coding speeds, let’s put it this way. Messi faces Su Xiaowei. Some people don’t know who Su Xiaowei is. She is my best friend.

Chapter 155 General Fu Xuan

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sky brightened, the sun filtered through the thin clouds, and the air and streets were washed repeatedly by the sudden rainstorm at night.

The blood flowing in the gaps between the blue bricks was washed away, the air became particularly clear, and the disgusting smell of blood disappeared.

After a nice soak in the hot springs in the morning, I sat in the courtyard and soaked in the warm sunshine. It was hard to believe that a bloody storm broke out in Luofu last night, like a hell.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Luofu time, Fu Xuanhui held a meeting with all officials of the Sixth Division of Luofu in the name of the acting general. The content of the meeting was "Restoration of Luofu after the War and the New System of the Sixth Division."

From the Sixth Imperial Guard to the Sixth Division, all registered officials must attend meetings neatly dressed.

As for the Yunqi Army, what needs to be carried out is the settlement work after the Luofu War, so that no fish will escape and continue to spread the ridiculous remarks of the King of Medicine.

Especially the girl Ao Shuang was particularly active. She set off early before the morning bell rang. I don’t know what kind of stimulation she was under. Her murderous look seemed to be that the guys from the Secret Legend of Medicine King had violated the rules of heaven. .

At around ten o'clock last night, Fu Xuan paid a special visit, hoping to get some scriptures from the old youtiao Jiang Fan, so as not to mess up her first meeting as acting general.

In Fu Xuan's words, General Jing Yuan's rhetoric probably only suited him. She couldn't pretend to be sipping tea slowly with her eyes closed. What's more, she still had a Dharma Eye, so she didn't want to close it. Just close it.

Besides, General Jingyuan will naturally become lazy as he gets older, isn't it often said by the older generation?

People who are about to die love to sleep in. They are like withered flowers that will drift away with a gust of wind one day. But young people like her cannot imitate the appearance of General Jingyuan.

In fact, Jiang Fan disagreed with this statement. If sleeping in was a sign before death, wouldn't Xing be about to lose his soul?

Fu Xuan also said that the Sixth Division under her supervision should be vibrant, energetic and capable. Even if she is a lazy pig like Qingque, she will whip her with a whip and tell her to learn new ideas and strive for success. As a new youth in Xianzhou, don't follow the example of former general Jing Yuan at a young age.

After listening to this, Jiang Fan felt embarrassed, or he felt that his old face was a bit out of control, because if you really think about it, it seemed that he was the ancestor who fished for trouble, and Jing Yuan's fishing skills were in front of him. Not enough to watch at all.

When he thought about it, Jing Yuan was already conscientious in his work. Who would have thought that he would be so unbearable in Fu Xuan's eyes? If Fu Xuan knew that he had done more fishing than this when he was young, then his majestic figure would probably be in Fu Xuan's eyes. His eyes were shattered.

So he could only sit upright and talk to Fu Xuan sporadically. He almost taught Fu Xuan the imperial mental skills of ancient emperors. When he heard Fu Xuan nodded, he looked like that.

Jiang Fan picked up the black tea on the table and drank it slowly. On this sunny morning, the beeping reminders of the system were like a demonic sound that penetrated his brain.