Compared with the outside, the inn was obviously very dark, but when the door opened, Fei Liaoxi actually had the illusion of squinting.
A flash of red floated into his eyes, like a ghost, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. behind Fei Liaoxi suddenly felt a chill in his back.
He turned around quickly and put his fingers on his waist.
Under his clothes was his gun.
When he got used to the fierce light behind him, Fei Liaoxi's eyes became even more surprised.
Two tall figures, each with a child standing beside them.
When did the four people stand behind him?
"You are?"
Jian Fan's eyes swept over Fei Liaoxi's face and waist.
He looked good and had zero threat.
After Rong Nan, Xiao Weihan, and Ao, the amazing feeling had left her.
She spoke lazily.
After all, she had just finished breakfast, and the relaxing and comfortable feeling she felt when eating had not yet been swallowed by her.
The laziness revealed inadvertently made the two men present slightly narrow their eyes.
Rong Nan snorted coldly and pulled out a small stone in the palm of his hand.
There was another scratch on the stone.
It was Master Fei Liaoxi who stared closely at Jian Fan with a kind of respect for the strong.
Jian Fan and Rong Nan stood together, one red and one white, so matched, like immortals stepping on the clouds, but Fei Liaoxi's eyes narrowed a little tighter, why were they so dazzling?
"Master, Lieutenant Colonel Feilioxi wishes to say hello to you."
His military aura was very fierce, and it was impossible for Jian Fan and others to miss it.
Instead of guessing at each other, it was better to reveal some of the truth first.
He wanted to gain Jian Fan's trust.
By the way, there's that token.
Feilioxi took out the broken puppet.
Because these monks had different tempers, he did not dare to move it, so he placed it in front of everyone with such a miserable appearance.
Looking at the puppet's fallen limbs and head, Yuansheng's eyes instantly turned red.
He ran up and took the puppet's body with both hands, put it to his lips and kissed it, "Don't worry, Xiao Fuzi, I will chant sutras and save you."
A puppet needs salvation, but none of them spoke.
"Master, it's just that we have a weird atmosphere.
Is it really okay if everyone is exposed to the sun?"
Fei Liaoxi suppressed the tension in his heart and asked calmly, "When can we set off?"
He could wait, his mother , his father couldn't wait.
"Wait a minute."
He stretched out his hand to signal Fei Liaoxi to calm down.
Jian Fan turned to look at Rong Nan, "Does a cross-regional Yin and Yang incident require a contract to be signed?
If we are solving this matter in Kyoto now, we need to inform the Lord of the Earth.
Ananda, you are already here, can I save this step?"
"That's not okay."
Rong Nan took out the white paper with the words "Ze Zui Lu Fu Fu" printed on it from his arms and concentrated on smoothing out every crease on the white paper.
How could he not understand Jian Fan's thoughts?
The little girl just wanted to be lazy, but the way Fei Liaoxi looked at Jian Fan made him think it would be better to fix the communication between the two parties in the contract.
What a simple relationship.
"Fan Fan, go ahead."
He handed the white paper to Jian Fan, with a thin smile on his lips.
That kid had better not have any other ideas.
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Jian Fan didn't understand Rong Nan's thoughts.
After she signed the contract with Fei Liaoxi, Fei Liaoxi pointed at the car she drove over.
It was a low-key business car and she was not afraid that they wouldn't be able to fit in it.
On the way to the Second Army Hospital in Kyoto, in addition to the traffic conditions on the radio, there was also Felixi's question.
"Master, are you the one who participated in the underwater underground palace last time?"
He was not rude, but if Jian Fan was really the one last time, he would be more sure.
It's been a bit rough lately.
"I have been to the Undersea Underground Palace."
He also recognized his uncle by the way.
Thinking of Rong Ting, Jian Fan couldn't help but reach out and hold Rong Nan's cold hand with a look of nostalgia.
"Fei Liaoxi, right?
My name is Jian Fan, don't call me Master, call me Xiao Fan."
I used to think that the title Master was very cool, but now when I wake up after five years, I feel full of embarrassment.
Now, she is a serious Yin-Yang user, how can she be on the same level as a magic stick?
She wants to be a Yin-Yang user who is friendly to the people, and a high-ranking Yin-Yang user.
Oh, I can’t pull it anymore.
It’s hard to suddenly have good reverse grip strength. big.
"Okay, Xiao Fan."
He had no choice but to call him Master.
There weren't many monks in that group who weren't proud.
He just wanted them to work more seriously.
Jian Fan didn't look like someone looking for trouble.
Since that was what she wanted, he followed her wish.
"Mr.
Fei, it's not just about your mother that you're looking for us."
Fu Xi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
He seemed to be sulking, but he was usually like this, making it hard to tell.
It's so different from the cleverness I had when I was a kid.
"Yes, my father, General Fei Guoguang, also fell ill.
He was still conscious, but suddenly fell into a coma this morning, but nothing was found in his body.
Recently, many old generals in the military compound have begun to fall ill.
Young people are just unlucky.
I think this is no longer a simple matter.”
"Xiao Fan, I am a subordinate of Colonel Xiao Ruanxin."
It means, I absolutely believe you.
General Fei Guoguang is now the mainstay of the Dragon Kingdom's military department, which means that those old men have retreated behind the scenes, and the current military department is dominated by their middle-aged generation.
But according to Fei Liaoxi, it seems that this group of mainstays has fallen into disarray.
When the fate of the country began to be involved, Jian Fan silently moved his lips at Rong Nan, and things became a big deal.
Rong Nan continued to snort coldly.
Feilioxi moved quickly and did not violate traffic rules.
With a beautiful flick, the car stopped in front of the gate of the second courtyard.
Immediately after everyone got out of the car, soldiers got into the car and stopped.
Fei Liaoxi kept leading Jian Fan and the others past Mrs.
Fei's ward and towards the top of the inpatient department.
"ICU intensive care unit Fei Liaoxi, are you saying that the generals are all placed here?
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This is nonsense."
As soon as Jian Fan walked into the intensive care area, an unusual coolness crawled up her heels.
Although It's the highest floor, and you can't feel any warmth even if you open the curtains.
Hospitals are inherently the most sinister places where evil spirits gather, especially the intensive care area, which is only a little worse than the morgue.
The generals are already haunted by evil spirits, and they are sent to a place like this to be raised.
Doesn't this speed up the pace of their deaths?
A comatose person could be seen on the nearby bed.
He looked haggard, almost inhuman shape, and had no energy at all.
Three souls and seven souls are almost gone.
Jian Fan rushed over, and a yellow talisman instantly appeared in his hand.
It clicked and stuck to the man's forehead.
The man's soul instantly gathered and began to flow with vitality.
"Fuxi, Yuansheng, take action to stabilize their souls."
I don't know who cast such an evil spell.
There are at least a dozen generals in this area.
If they arrive late, these leaders of the Dragon Kingdom will go to Rong Nong to report.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Xiao Fanfan: This is a non-toxic and pollution-free Guifu radio station.
Everyone is welcome to continue listening.
Ananda: Yesterday was just a test.
Although it wasn’t great, we will still push new songs to you.
Xiao Fanfan: Now is our saddest topic.
Ananda, do you know Zhang Ailing?
As a goddess, she has the reputation of a goddess but does not have a happy life.
Ananda: It’s so pitiful, isn’t it?
What we are pushing today is Aunt Er’s Heather Notes about Zhang Ailing.
Xiao Fanfan: In the slow tune, Heather's flower language, loneliness, and betrayal of love are vividly displayed.
Ananda: Enjoy the lyrics.
The parts that I thought were amazing have finally become clichés, giving you everything, as if you are terminally ill.
Betrayal is budding, every part of memory is tender, and forgiveness is irreversible.
The subtle fragrance permeates the air, detailing the feelings that are easily decadent, no matter how unbearable our rumors are in future generations.
When you close the book, every inch of heather in the wasteland is against the wind, and the ending has nothing to do with you
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