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"Fear is really not good at all. You will miss a lot of people and things in your life. Looking back, you will regret it. You will regret that you backed down out of fear when making a major decision."
"I have read this story many times. I know the final ending of this story. The ending is to die without a burial place. I will always do those scripts that are not understood by others, and then disappear and be forgotten in a corner of the world, so That’s a dead end.”
"I tried to influence this story and participate in this story, but the ending of the story is always the same. I failed to stop you at the crossroads of life, and you can only go to the dark side."
"I really want to know before you die, will you think that if you had known this, would you have walked into that crossroads and opened the door to heaven or hell? Curiosity kills people Isn’t that right? There’s nothing wrong with being a demon hunter or bounty hunter all your life, right? Why are you playing with your life with the Star God!”
When he said these words, he seemed to have turned back into the Jiang Fan who loved to complain and was afraid of death. He was nagging like an old woman, but Kafka just listened quietly to his complaints and listened to what he said that she didn't understand.
She raised her head and stared into the man's eyes without any movement. The warm ripples belonging to the sunrise were faintly visible in her pupils. Her expression was extremely serious. She listened to all the nonsense she didn't want to hear in the past, even if it was A joke.
Jiang Fan was completely unaware of his own changes. The temperature of his blood was constantly boiling. The blood was flowing on the bright silver armor. His whole body seemed to be fished out of bloody water. The skin was like cracked rubber, crookedly. One crack after another opened.
Hebrian's smooth and beautiful black mane was also dyed dark red. He lowered his head and stared at the reflection in the water. This intelligent creature chose silence. Blood and rainwater flowed together slowly on the asphalt road. The ground spread, and the shadow on the horse's back grew longer and longer.
"Who would be worried about you to death if he became your boyfriend? Don't think that you are really charming. I must be you. There are many people who like me, so don't be conceited..." Jiang Fan broke his hands. Finger spent his last moments venting all those years of resentment, one sentence after another, not the same at all.
But his nagging words suddenly stopped, and he raised his head in surprise. Kafka's pupils seemed to be burning with fire, rippling slightly to reflect the sunlight, and his lips were filled with bright red blood, dripping drop by drop. come down.
"Damn...cheating..." Jiang Fan muttered and wanted to reach out and touch his forehead, but the movement stopped again, and the raised arm slowly lowered it.
Now I am about to die, but this woman Kafka is simply unreasonable, and her anger and resentment disappears instantly. Even if she complains in her heart... But the moment she raises her head to look at each other, tenderness still ripples.
Jiang Fan stared at Kafka's eyes and wanted to reach out to touch her face and hair, but stopped in mid-air. The armor-covered hands continued to pour out blood and trembled uncontrollably.
Kafka just stared at him quietly, even leaning forward slightly, with blood still dripping from his lips.
Jiang Fan was silent for a few seconds, and his hand hovering in mid-air slowly moved forward.
At this moment, the sun's beams dropped, and the people on horseback stared in the direction of the rising sun. The beams lengthened the shadows of the man and the horse on the asphalt road.
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There is no tragic life and death, no magnificent love story, and no heroic deeds worthy of praise. Their love is very simple and blank, as if it is just a trivial encounter, an inadvertent wisp of wind, which makes people feel that it is still unfinished but feels... Nothing happened, as if everything was just an illusion.
I have been planning my next book recently, and it is most likely going to be a funny version of an isekai light novel. It is not the kind of dog that starts with a dog, and the whole server goes sideways, and it is not a critical attack with a sword. It has all the equipment. It is biased toward Japanese isekai light novels. type.
The last thing I want to say is, please give me power and gifts for my love. I will update the next two chapters tomorrow.
Chapter 199: The Great Plan of Bullying
The autumn wind outside the window is full of red clouds.
It was lunch time, and in the corridor of Belloberg's hospital, food delivery boys passed by pushing tray carts. The soft sound of the damping wheels rolling on the floor could not cover up the sound of someone shaking his head and sighing while taking a big mouthful of food. The sound of slurping rice.
"Are these colorful mushrooms really edible? Isn't it true that the more colorful the mushrooms, the more poisonous they are?" The second-to-last shortest person questioned.
"Eat it with confidence. I ate this mushroom in Chapter 37. It was a small scene." The gray-haired woman holding a plastic bowl seemed to call herself the Bello Bergton of the team.
"Are you sure it's not because you are too smart that you insist on going the other way and eating black mushrooms to regain your memory after being comatose all afternoon?" Entanglement said lightly.
The gray-haired woman swallowed her food and whistled.
"End, I don't understand what you are talking about at all. I have never seen a black mushroom in my life ( ̄3 ̄)"
It was almost lunch time when I came out of Natasha's office. The sanatorium needed to maintain air circulation at all times, and Zingyun's body also needed a lot of time to rest.
Natasha simply went in to observe Miss Tingyun's recovery from her injury, and they stood in the corridor watching and waiting, just like the students who were punished to stand in the corridor for not doing their homework at school. Rather playful and smiling.
Seeing the food delivery man pushing the food cart through the corridor, Xing began to seriously think about whether Bronya would hold a state banquet for them.
After all, they came on a special plane, so the reception banquet would be more upscale and luxurious, right?
But before she could decide whether to eat abalone, lobster or ginseng and deer antlers, Natasha opened the door and walked out, saying that Miss Tingyun's injury was recovering well, but she had already gone to bed. If you don't mind, eat it for lunch. After dinner, go visit Miss Tingyun. I'll treat you to this meal.
Xing was immediately moved, thinking that it was no wonder Sister Natasha could become the chief physician. Sure enough, the word "people are kind and kind" was not unfounded, and the angel in white was not a wasted reputation.
She held Natasha's hand and immediately said how embarrassed she was, but when she watched the revolutionary education movie on the train, every comrade was fighting for the prosperity of the country under difficult conditions, and often those revolutionary friendships were born from I started with half a potato...so I looked at the menu with a big wave of my hand and quickly ordered five dishes and two soups.
So a scene like this appeared in the corridor of the hospital. Four people stood side by side on the window side of the corridor. On the eaves of the window were placed steaming five dishes and two soups, two cold dishes and several bottles of Jianglao. Ji herbal tea.
Xing kept bragging about his heroic story of saving Beloberg, and copied all the Flame Spear Charge and Skyfire Holy Judgment on himself.
She simply copied and pasted the deeds of Cocolia and Jiang Fan on her face. Even the heroic appearance of the ancestor was made by her as she held the ancestor with one hand and threw it 800 miles away to kill the enemy.
Qing Que and Huo Huo were deceived, thinking that the guy in front of them actually has such a brave and heroic side. You really can't judge a book by its appearance, and use a loser-like style to cover up your strong strength. It's really a model of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. .
March Qixin said that Jiang Fan could be said to be pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, but Xing was completely irrelevant. Instead, he was pretending to be a tiger and a tiger, and he had a way of fighting against the power of others.
I think back then, I was even more arrogant and domineering, standing behind Jiang Fan, winking, giving a thumbs up to the other side, and arrogantly saying that if you have the ability, come and beat me, and see if I, Brother Jiang Fan, don't kill you in a minute.
All he had to do was bow his head on the spot and shout "Xing Piao Ling" for half his life without seeing a clear master...
Xing clicked his tongue and felt a little unsatisfied. He boasted that he was the hero of Belloberg. According to the normal procedure, when he got off the special plane, he should be escorted by soldiers. The car he picked up had to be a high-end car and had to be paved. The red carpet was thousands of meters long, and there were girls in short skirts on both sides presenting her with flowers...
March Qi felt a little lost. After hearing these words, she suddenly wanted to slap the rice in her hand on Xing's face.
It sounds like she is also looking forward to seeing a few stretch luxury cars parked on both sides of the road after she gets off the spaceship, and then a thousand-meter-long red carpet, with bare-shouldered and thigh-high girls standing on both sides of the carpet to offer her gifts. Flowers, shouting this guy's name, showing admiration.
But have you forgotten what you did at the carnival before leaving?
As soon as he heard that all barbecue drinks and desserts were free of charge, Xing's blood boiled with excitement, as if he was the reincarnation of a starving ghost. He didn't even turn over the trash can that he had been thinking about, and waved his knife and fork to start the strong wind sweep mode.
The chef who doesn't dislike grilled meat at all is Shiluwa, and looks like he's still not satisfied.
But Shiluwa was only thinly chopped for sandwiches, and the level of barbecue was quite good. Of course, they only found out later.
So Xing Leng held on to the Eternal Winter Monument on the square and took a sip of soda in front of everyone, and started to vomit violently the next second.
Some of the old Belobogs almost rolled up their arms and sleeves and raised their knives to chop her violently. They said that it was an insult to gentlemen and the guardian of Pramea. It would be an exaggeration to divide her body into five pieces.
This is not to mention the mysterious disappearance of Beloberg's trash can overnight and the mysterious broken barrel case in the town, which are still two unsolved cases so far.
But all of them knew it, including Bronya. Only Xing still winked, thinking that it was perfect and no one would doubt her.
It would have been nice not to be dragged down by the angry Beloberg people to kowtow and apologize in front of the Eternal Winter Monument. How could you still dream about a state banquet and a beautiful girl in a short skirt?
Who does this guy's shameless manner and shamelessness come from? Is it possible that he is truly self-taught? Is she a genius? March 7 fell into deep thought.
Huo Huo hesitated for a while and said cautiously: "So Master Changheng Siming also admires you very much and laments that you are the proud son of heaven? The protagonist of destiny?"
"It's okay. I'm always 50-50 with him, and I often beat him." Xing opened a can of Jiang Laoji herbal tea and said calmly.
"Don't be heard by the Vigilantes or other dragonborns. Those guys regard Chang Hengsi as the only true god in the universe. The other star gods are all crooked, or they are either the ancestors of Jin Mie Huo or the ancestors who are brave and foolhardy. Isn't it just that the ancestor of the longevity plague is as timid as a mouse or something? Some of them even call the Emperor Gong Si Ming a person who bends his bow and shoots a big eagle. In short, if they hear it, you will be dead." Qingque said quietly. explain.
Xing's hand holding the herbal tea shook, and his face instantly turned green, but he still pretended to be calm: "Then why is your General Jingyuan still named the Eighth Heavenly General of Emperor Gong instead of the Eighth Heavenly General of Changheng? His heart is Cao Ying is in the Han Dynasty? Isn't this a split? Isn't this a betrayal of Jiang Fan?"
Qingque glanced at her and slowly drank herbal tea. She thought to herself that if General Jingyuan heard this, he would have to soak you in the pig cage, but he said: "Do you think General Jingyuan doesn't want to? Chang Hengsi ordered him to be killed." There has been no news for hundreds of years, and it is difficult to even get a title.”
Qingque paused and continued: "But when Fu Taibu was crowned general, he was the Changheng Heavenly General, including the Cangcheng Immortal Boat, the Yuque Immortal Boat, the Fanghu Immortal Boat and the Xuling Immortal Boat. Hengsi Ming accounts for five, and only Yaoqing Immortal Boat and Zhuming Immortal Boat still believe in the Imperial Bow."
Xing touched his chin and fell into deep thought, thinking to himself that if Jiang Fan is so awesome, could I use my power to bully others, do evil, eat and drink for free, pick up any trash can I like?
When she used to watch TV series, she always felt that the villains were particularly cowardly and shameless. Every time they were beaten to the pulp by the protagonist, she would shout loudly, "There is such and such a big boss behind me. If you dare to touch me, I will kill all nine of your tribes!" You don’t want your friends to be implicated, right?
If the protagonist were an orphan without a father or mother, he would have become so angry that he would kill the villain, and then say eloquently that thirty years will be in the east of the river and thirty years will be in the west of the river. Don't bully the poor young man, or he will be killed in the future.
If the protagonists have parents and families, they will probably spare the villain's life, and then go into the mountains. Various opportunities will come one after another, and beauties from all walks of life will throw themselves into their arms. There are many family goddesses and religious saints.
In short, the main theme is the return of Long Aotian, and the boss behind the villain he beat also kneels down and begs for mercy.
Whenever this happens, Xing always criticizes those villains for their lack of intelligence. No matter whether he burrows into the mountains or hides, if he doesn't show up with his hands tied, you will kill everyone in his tribe. Why don't you kill him? Are you waiting for him to kill you later?
But now Xingxing suddenly feels that using power to bully others seems pretty good. From now on, she can hold her chest and head high wherever she goes, fill the world with her awesomeness, and it will not be difficult to sweep all the trash cans in the universe with a wave of her hand.
What? Don't you want to give me some face? You are presumptuous! Open your dog eyes and take a good look. I am the pioneer general in charge of the star train under the throne of the Immortal Dragon. Do you want to start a war with me, the Immortal Boat and even the Immortal Star God?
wakaka! Not to mention such trivial matters as not paying for meals, with the support of the space station and Xianzhou, she even dared to kick open the door of the headquarters of Interstellar Peace Company, and then loudly said that I don't eat beef...
March 7 turned around and stared at Hehehe, who was giggling non-stop. She was silent for a while, raised her arm and bumped her shoulder, so that this man who was not staring out the window and doing Tai Chi would giggle like a nympho. , otherwise when people see it, they will think that they are an old tree blooming!
"You are worthy of being a pioneer. You can easily do things that even us Immortals cannot do. Although there is a big age gap, the wrinkles are as big as those of our Xianzhou buns. You are worthy of being a pioneer. Everyone is truly equal..." Qing Que whispered to Huo Huo.
March Qixin said that although she has never read a book, she at least knows that this is not how everyone is equal, right?
At this time, the door of the ward behind him was gently pushed open. The nurse came out with a silver tray and glanced at Xing, who kept giggling. He frowned and said to himself that there is no psychiatric department on this floor. Ah, how did this person run out, but he said gently that any of you are Miss Tingyun's relatives and friends, and you can go in to visit, but you must not let the patient's excitement affect his rest.
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All the generals followed me to support the Han Dynasty, and suddenly shot cold arrows from thirty people away, killing all the way to the ninth princes. However, the great cause was not accomplished. Please follow me in the Northern Expedition! (Please provide power and food for Love!)
Chapter 200 Hero saves beauty
Pushing open the heavy glass door, Xing Tan went in and took a look. This nursing ward was different from the ward he imagined. He couldn't smell the strong smell of disinfectant and couldn't see the patients eating melon seeds.
The ward was quiet, filled with the scent of tangerine and woody flowers. The room was decorated like a hotel room, with desks, bedside tables, a comfortable double bed, and even a sofa. A 36-inch LCD monitor was hung on the wall. Color TV.
The sharp-eyed star even saw the latest PS9. Is this how Belloberg patients are treated? It made her want to be sick and lie in such a ward.
If he hadn't witnessed a nurse in white stockings walking past before opening the door, Xing would have felt as if he was in a comfortable room at the Goethe Hotel, except that there was a jacuzzi in the bathroom.
The autumn wind outside the window is bleak, and the golden maple leaves are falling slowly on the windowsill. The woman is lying on the comfortable double bed, covered with a thin blanket, her fluffy tail is swaying gently, and her neck and ears are wrapped in many places. He was wearing gauze, but his pupils were still bright and he seemed to be recovering well.
"Miss Qingque and Huo Huo, long time no see." The woman on the bed shifted her gaze from the window to Xing and the others who came in through the door, and greeted them with bright eyes.
"Sister Tingyun..." Huo Huo was about to step forward to hold Tingyun's hand, but saw someone flashing in front of her. He stepped forward to hold Tingyun's hand much faster than her, and gently held Tingyun's hand. Take her in your arms.
"Miss Tingyun, don't worry! You're safe, I'm here to take you home!" Xing smiled and touched Tingyun's hand, then patted Tingyun's face, her brows filled with heroic spirit, as if she was Just now the hero saved the beauty, seven in and seven out.
"She really has some skills..." Qingque was a little surprised. She didn't expect the pioneer to be so strong and strong. I think she was just fooled by her loser-like style on weekdays.
March Qixin said this is nothing. If you tell her there is a shining trash can five kilometers away, she can run faster than flying...
"Oh... who are you?" Tingyun pulled out his hand without leaving any trace, completely ignoring Xing's beaming expression.
"Did Miss Tingyun get amnesia after being beaten by Huanwu?" I swear that I will not be a human being! I must seek justice for Miss Tingyun!"
Tingyun silently looked at the gray-haired woman who was holding her shoulders and kneading her hands with her big hands, feeling a little confused and at a loss.
If she encountered this kind of thing on a normal day, she would definitely be able to pull this person out of the fairy boat with a fan, but it seemed that she was with Miss Huohao and Qingque, and the sadness and concern on her face did not seem to be fake. Yes, but I really have no impression of her.
She has always had a good memory, and even if she only met a businessman briefly, she would still have some impressions, but now this woman with gray hair and mopping up her hair seemed to have appeared out of thin air.
"This is the unknown passenger on the Star Dome Train. He is Lord Changheng Siming's dog and follower." Qingque came out from behind March 7th and looked at Xingxing, who had a sad face and kept stroking Tingyun's hands, with complicated eyes. He swallowed the word "dogleg" silently.
"Has Miss Tingyun really forgotten the promise made by Xingchahai? Has she also forgotten the years we spent together in adversity?" Xing slowly lowered his head and leaned on Tingyun's shoulder, his eyes filled with joy. She was disappointed, but her nose was slightly twitching, and the pleasant floral fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.
Tingyun was stunned for a few seconds, not because of the so-called agreement in front of Xingchahai or someone's breath constantly hitting her shoulders, but because she heard the four words Changheng Siming.
What are the most widely circulated stories and heroic deeds on the fairy boat?
Of course, it is the various allusions and classic battles of Chang Heng Siming, and as the chief representative of Tianbo's business group Minghuo, she knows better than anyone else the terrifying effects and economic prospects that the four-character IP of Chang Heng Siming can bring.
A cup of Immortal Happy Tea costs NT$15, but the Dragon Ancestor Happy Tea of the Ming Dynasty clan with the same production technology can be sold for a sky-high price of NT$189 a cup, which is a huge profit.
This is the so-called celebrity effect and brand premium. It’s like going to a massage parlor on Xianzhou. With the same skills, your grandma will massage you for 99 yuan, and a beautiful girl will massage you for 199 yuan. What would you choose?
Furthermore, even if the terrifying economic effects are put aside, which of the newly born fox tribe in Luofu did not grow up listening to the story of Chang Heng Siming?