MTL - Joy of Life-v7 Chapter 101 Laughing to see heroes are not waiting (3)

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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A few days ago, there was still the last summer heat on this continent, and the first autumn rain had not yet settled. Only in the morning and the hustle and bustle, the wind that blew down the sun had some clear autumn, and it was swaying between the hills and the wild forests.

The autumn wind gradually became sorrowful, and at that time, Fan Xian did not have much sorrow. He sat in the long black team. With the ups and downs of the carriage, he was sleepy. This sleep was a fake sleep. Just close your eyes and let go of your own mind, let the two instincts of different natures in the body, secretly warm and circulate in the cycle of the next two weeks.

The natural gas of the heavens was transported to the middle of the last week. It was gentle and pure, and it had to be read. And he really relied on it. The powerful hegemony was in the body, forced to his body and hammered. His mind.

The content of the booklet that was given to him when Si Gujian was dying was also firmly recorded in Fan’s mind. This way he returned to the West to return to Beijing. He continued to temper his own cultivation and tried to continue. According to the mysterious words on the booklet, let go of the gods and feel the possibility that there may be fluctuations in the surrounding voids. Perhaps it is a tired journey, perhaps the coast of the East China Sea has gathered too many auras of heaven and earth, so on this road, Fan Xian did not get much progress, but the speed of sensation and sensitivity to the outside world It is a lot faster.

No day does not meditation, no moment to repair, this is probably the real reason that Fan Leisure can have today's strength status? A gust of wind blew into the carriage's curtain, and he slightly narrowed his eyes. I don't know why the apex trembled a little and felt a chill. It seemed that there were some things under the sun. Some things that are destined to affect their own will happen.

What will it be? He squinted at the faint mountains outside. Slowly sinking the instinct of the body, the heart converges from the surrounding. The things in Dongyi City were basically fixed. My father left the ten villages and went back to Zhangzhou. The Kyoto side was calm. Chen Pingping’s old nephew should also set foot on his hometown. Everything follows the expectations of Fan Xian. The good road is moving forward, but why is there such an ominous feeling?

The pair of beautiful and beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly and left Dongyicheng. The only thing that makes Fan Xian feel a bit strange is that the Dongyi City, which belongs to the national army, slammed along the road. These **** remnants, with a mortal heart, came to assassinate the powers of the country, but Fan’s defense force was too strong. In addition, the Great Emperor also sent a team of thousands of people as guards, and even a few days of attack, just let those rebels drop their bodies, throw away the blood and then scatter.

What makes Fan stunned is that the route to return to Dongyi City to return to Beijing is very secret. Even if someone finds it in Dongyi City, it is necessary to lay down these sniper battles along the road. It also needs a very powerful intelligence system as a support.

His heart moved. I got a very cold judgment. Some people inside the Supervisory Hospital are transmitting information to the rebel forces in these Dongyicheng countries! And this matter started after I decided to leave Dongyicheng.

It seems that some forces in Kyoto want to stop themselves from returning to Beijing, more precisely. Those forces want only to delay the speed of returning to Beijing. What happens in Kyoto? What is related to himself, and the other party is determined not to let himself go back to Kyoto before the end of the matter? Fan’s eyes were cold and his body was cold, and he was tightly wrapped around the body.

There are only two people who can cause problems within the Ombudsman. One is the emperor. One is Chen Pingping. I want to delay my return to Beijing and be able to do this. There are only these two. I don’t know, what happened in Kyoto must be related to Emperor Laozi and Chen Pingping.

Fan Xian took his eyes back from the scenery outside the window, only silenced for a moment, and then made up his mind with strong anxiety, and told the wind immediately to the side of the car: "Change the line, open the road with the front, along the way Don't delay with those people and rush back to Yanjing with the fastest speed."

Mu Fenger was shocked. He thought that if he forced himself to rush back to the country, he was afraid of killing many people. The drawback brought by speed was damage. He glanced at Xiao Fan and knew that the adults must have smelled some strange tastes. This was anxious to rush back to Kyoto. They dared not consult and quickly rushed to the long returning team. command.

The sound of horseshoes is like thunder, and the sound of the car is like iron. It is like running on the road leading to Qingguo in Dongyi City.

However, for half an hour, the entire team suddenly slowed down, and the front of the team sounded a warning arrow. In these days, the team that escorted Xiaofan’s adults has become accustomed to ubiquitous sneak attacks and ambushes, so it does not vibrate, but today The warning arrow of the policeman was a bit weird. It stopped after only one sound, and then it was screaming from the front of the team and saying: "Safe!"

The voice of the police station shouting for security is extremely short and fast, because they are afraid that the colleagues in the back will accidentally hurt the people who came to pass the letter... The person who passed the letter is too fast, and the defensive force of the entire team is not only looking at the waist card. Besides, there is no time to react.

“Safe!” When the last sound rang in the van of the black carriage, a light gray figure was like a lightning bolt, flying diagonally to the side of the carriage, the team was extremely long, and the person’s light body The speed of the body is almost the same as that of the Ministry of Supervision. It is really jaw-dropping.

Mu Fenger, as the leader of the Kai Nian team at Fan’s moment, held the handle with vigilance and looked at the dusty servant, his face, and the supervisor of the Supervisory Academy who had just left the carriage. The official's face looked strange, so Mu Feng did not dare to care about it. However, when he saw the official who had been holding his right hand with his right hand, his heart shocked and did not stop the person from getting on the bus.

The body trousers had been broken into the appearance of the supervisory officials, who had entered the carriage of Fan’s leisure, and slammed it down. He said with a hoarse voice: "Chen Chen returned to Beijing, life and death!"

When the official appeared like a lightning bolt in the carriage, Fan’s eyes lit up and became brighter, because he saw who the official with such a fast-paced body was, and the other was himself. I have been missing for a few years. The closest subordinate to him in previous years.

"Old King..." Watched the official enter the carriage. In the eyes of Fan’s eyes, the bright color gradually turned into a happy color, and he laughed, but the laughter came to an abrupt end, because he heard the words of Wang Qi-nian’s saying.

The bright colors in Fan’s eyes quickly condensed and turned into a hot ice, a terrible cold, a terrible heat, and asked directly: “Where to go back. When?”

Wang Qi-nian's chest rushes and undulates. He, one of the two wings of the Supervisory Hospital, slanted from the far side of Dazhou City to the northeast direction. He has not rested for a long time, and he is supporting his exhausted body with the sigh of his heart. At this point, I finally saw Fan Xian, he was almost unable to support it, but he knew that Fan’s question at this time involved the question of when the old dean could arrive in Kyoto, and how much time there is still in Fan’s time. He said the answer directly.

Fan quietly sat in the chair and closed his eyes. Then I opened it up and figured out the date when Chen Pingping was escorted back to Beijing, and the time it took to return to Yanjing from this place and then return to Kyoto.

Can't catch up? The cold fire in Fan’s eyes is getting more and more popular. He looked at Wang Qiian, who was kneeling in front of him. He said nothing, and the joy of the previous reunion was overshadowed by a strong grievance. The security force that Chen Pingping returned to his hometown was arranged by Fan Xian himself, under the supervision of the supervision institute. How could it be taken back by the emperor Laozi!

Fan Xian couldn’t think of it at this time. Everything that happened in Dazhou was nothing more than Chen Pingping’s own return to Beijing. He wants to go back and ask the emperor a few words.

Time is urgency, just like the mountain fire has burned the eyebrows, Fan is cold and indifferent, said to the windy side of the window: "The team returned to Dongyi, tell the Great Hall, unless I have my personal letter, never come back."

From knowing that Chen Pingping returned to Kyoto and sent the first order to Fan, it took only a moment to complete. Fan Xian was the first to deal with the problem of the brigade. Then he was to guard against the military in Dongyi City. Will the big prince of Wan, what will be wrong.

After the order is issued, the following people will naturally be responsible for the implementation. Fan will not say any more words. He takes a bag of clear water from the luxurious black carriage and ties it to his waist, and then grows up. I took a deep breath.

The black carriage suddenly disintegrated, and the wooden wall without the steel plate in front was instantly shattered into pieces of wood. A black figure, like a black lightning bolt, swept out the carriage, a little toe on the toes, and the whole person slanted. He shot out in front of the front, and there was a burst of sound in the air that cherished every minute and every second. His body’s overbearing instinct was elevated to the peak state, and only a few magics were realized. It also helped his body to become more like a bird in the air, and through the flow of air, he quickly turned his body into a black shadow.

Such as a lightning bolt, the tip of the toes on the head of the officials of the supervision hospital, drifting away, and immediately came to the forefront of the team, which is probably the ultimate speed that Fan Leisure can play.

In the midst of the air, he kicked down the general who had been sent by the Emperor, and robbed the best horse in the team. Then the finger spontaneously touched it, and a clean steel needle stuck to the horse. At the neck of the horse, a finger was taken to remove the horse's mouth, and a hemp yellow pill was fed. The black horse's thrilling horsepower was used by him in such a short period of time.

The fan standing on the verge of silence immediately screamed, and the horse rushed out like an arrow, and broke away from the big army. It instantly became a little black spot on the official road. It took only a few hours to disappear into the vision of everyone. between.

Everyone looked at this scene with a stunned look. While being shocked by the great cultivation of the little grandfather, he was also extremely puzzled. What happened in front of him, so that the young grandfather was so eager to get to such a point!

Mu Fenger got the command of Fan Free, but he was very puzzled by this order. Why do these people have to return to Dongyi City again? He subconsciously took a look at the car. He had already guessed who the strange official with the highest level of the starting group had been. Wang Qinian was also a legend in the supervision office. Mu Feng wanted to be from him. I knew in the mouth what happened in Kyoto. However, when he pulled open the board, he found that... Wang Qiian’s adult had lost his strength and was fainted in the plane.

It took only two days from Dazhou to this place. This is not the speed that humans can achieve. And Wang Qiian did it.

Mu Fenger looked at the scene with horror and fear. He looked up in the direction of Xiao Fan’s disappearance. He vaguely guessed that this was probably a relay race. Perhaps it was a race against death.

The icy and strong autumn wind, like a knife, screams and blows on Fan’s face. The cold fire in his scorpion has faded, but it reveals a heart-warming calm. He knows what he needs. What the old nephew in Kyoto needs is time, just time. Although he can't understand, there is no need to understand why all eyes are looking at the general trend of development. Suddenly there will be a big turn in that place in Dazhou. He only knows that if the old blind man returns to Kyoto, it must be for the same thing in the past, and the old blind man is going to die.

Time, or time, just time, the urgency of the mountain is generally anxious, and the fine sand in the hourglass generally rushes to his heart. Under the ground, the horseshoes are like clouds, and the air is like a thunder. Under the stimulation of drugs, the fastest speed is maintained. Galloping on the official road between the mountains and forests, all the way through the mountains and fog, one night on the river and the moon, straight to Yanjing.

For a whole night, Fan Xian did not dismount. Never slowed down. In addition to the waist of the clear water skin for him and the horse to add some moisture, there is no extra movement. This is going to Guanshan Road. It takes time to reach Kyoto and it needs spirit.

The sky was just dawning, and Yanjing Xiongcheng was in sight. It took only one night to rush back to the country of Qingguo. Fan Xian has been desperate, and his speed is so incredible, even the last paragraph. The righteous army ambushing on the road, there is no way to react, only to look at the road of smoke, a black ride alone and bravely rushed away.

Fan Xian wants to cherish every second, so he certainly will not enter Yanjing City. No matter whether Yanjing has any secrets from Emperor Laozi, he will not take the risk, and will not delay any time here. At the first moment of the sight of Xiongcheng, he hooked his horse on one foot and took out the arrow from his arms. The palm of his hand was in the air and pointed to the sky.

With a slamming sound, a beautiful fireworks broke through the quiet morning outside Yanjing Xiongcheng. The faint moon hooks in the distance were suppressed by this fireworks. The rising sun in the east was too late to chase this silk. The light of death.

Most people in Yanjing City are still sleeping sweetly. However, after all, it is the Xiongcheng of Xidongyi, and the soldiers in the city are very quick to respond. In the first time, they sounded the warning drums in the city’s corner building. For a moment, the people of the city gathered together, holding the weapons tightly, looking at the horse and the man who was coming from afar.

When Fan Xiu approached Yanjing Xiongcheng, he could clearly see the soldiers in the city reflecting the morning light. His face did not have the slightest expression, and his heart did not move in the slightest, just pulling the horses hard, in the disease In the middle of the line, the direction was forcibly twisted, and along the direction of the old and thick city wall of Yanjing City, go east again.

The defending soldiers in the city looked at this scene with a stunned look.

Then the hoof of the hooves rang like a thunder, and the temporary station outside Yanjing City was in a state of turmoil. When Fan was turning eastward, the 500-strong black cavalry in the camp also did. Well prepared for the attack, slanted out of the camp, outside the east gate of Yanjing City and Fan Xianhui

Five hundred black riders, in the country of the Qing Dynasty, prepared to respond to the black horse riding back to Beijing. In the early morning, they saw the arrow that symbolized the most urgent hospital order of the Supervisory Academy. In the shortest time, they responded and met Fan. idle.

Fan leisure speed does not decrease, and the black torrent merges in one place, and he can no longer see his own figure, and some are just a whole cloud of general sweeping momentum.

Without any orders, without any words, Fan was a light figure, abandoned his own horse that had already ran for a whole night, and floated to the side of the black riding deputy commander, and the deputy commander had already plucked another vacant Above the horse.

The horse change is always completed at a very high speed. Without any hindrance, the black horse's technique is unparalleled. It is not a virtual pass. However, the black riders watched the anxious and indifferent face of the dean, without any When people ask, they know that something must be a big deal, so they follow the vanishing arrows silently and forcefully, killing them in the plains of the east.

A sigh. With the leisure of the night, the horse's mouth spit foam. The earthquake hit the soil, the four feet were pumped, and they died. It was only an instant effort. A total of 500 black riders disappeared on the plains of Yanjing City, leaving only the horses and smoke.

Yanjing City, the defenders on the ground stunned and looked at the magical scene of this scene. They couldn’t speak for a long time. Of course, they knew that the black ride was so powerful that it was still shocked and unspeakable after seeing it today. Especially who is the knight who came to the list?

When Yan Jing master Wang Zhikun learned everything that happened in the early morning, he was worried, ordered the whole army to guard, and blocked the border between Qingguo and Beiqi Dongyi, those black horses that brought him infinite confusion and shock. The little grandfather who led the black horse to sneak into the city has already left the scope of Yanjing City and set foot on the road to Beijing.

All the way through the state to cross the state, all the way to block the resistance, do not with any state and county local officials Luo Yan a sentence, the Qing Law on the military transfer of any law is seen as nonsense, the powerful five hundred black riding in Fan leisure Under the leadership, he rushed to Kyoto with the fastest speed.

This is already a matter of days, and in the past few days, five hundred black rides rushed. I don’t know how many officials are surprised, I don’t know what legends will be left in the history of the Qing Dynasty. Black riding a thousand miles of raids, the world's first, but in the past this iron-clad Nether team. Just for the sake of the interests of the country and the emperor, the brave rushed out of the country, and the raid of the Qing Dynasty was on the wilderness of the Qing Dynasty.

In the autumn rain, the kiosk in Kyoto’s field suddenly shook. A group of cavalry teams such as black iron and black clouds roared past. Shocked a place of dust, a few leaves.

Kyoto is close at hand. Fan Xian, who is in the middle of the black ride, has been exhausted to the most difficult moment. He has been sleeping for several days and nights. He has not eaten, but he is tired by the clear water, but the cold fire in the center of his eyes is stimulating his body. Muscle energy, so that he did not fall.

He wants to go back, he wants to stop everything that is going to happen.

"You have to wait for me." Fan Xian's black official uniform was covered with a layer of sand, and his face was full of loess. It was also a layer of eyelids. His lips were dry and his eyes were scary. Yesterday, a rain fell, making this batch of black cavalry look very embarrassed, even with the ability to ride the ground in black, in such a large-scale raid on the abdomen of the country, there is still no way to keep up with Fan’s speed and fall off the team. Come.

If Fan Xian does not fully explode his own powerful cultivation, it will not be able to support such a horrible speed. In the rain of yesterday, finally, the horses could no longer support them, and they couldn’t move forward with the medicine. Fan Fan changed ten horses in the black horse and could not find a horse to change. On the official road, he robbed a caravan and won 30 horses.

At this time, there are more than 20 black riders around Fan Leisure, but such a small team, but the entire land outside Kyoto is shaking, like an army that is difficult to resist, is approaching Qing The heart of the country.

Black riding Linjing, straight into the Zhengyangmen of Kyoto, when the Kyoto gate was closed, all the defensive forces have been upgraded to the highest level, the soldiers of the thirteen city gates and the cavalry of the Kyoto garrison are watching with awe Everything outside of Kyoto, but these dozens of riding black horses came too fast, came too far, and soon the Kyoto garrisoner could not respond, and went to Zhengyangmen.

At about 50 feet away from Zhengyangmen, Fan smeared a dirty rain on his face. The horse speed did not decrease. The generals on the Zhengyang Gate screamed and screamed: "Open the door! I am Fan Free! ”

Xiao Fan is back! The faces of the general officials on the head of the city were all white, and what they are doing in front of the Imperial Palace in Kyoto today is certainly clear. It’s just that these generals are dedicated to defending the city. It’s just that the palace is worried about whether the supervisory institute will involve the rest of the power in the court, and no one has ever thought of it... Xiao Fan’s adult suddenly appeared under the Zhengyang Gate in Kyoto! Whether it is the Qing emperor who used the indifference to suppress the wrath, or Chen Pingping who wants to do everything he can to stop Fan Xiang from returning to Beijing, I am afraid that I will not think of it, and today Fan Fan will return to Kyoto!

The Qing Dynasty’s court once knew the moment of Fan’s leisure. Fan Xian was still far away from the national border. He was still on the road to return to Kyoto from Dongyi City. Even if he used to fly, he was afraid that he would not be able to come back. However... what everyone can't believe is. Fan leisurely rushed back!

"Stop the gate! The bow is ready!" Zhengyangmen led the first reaction. His acceptance was that the Kyoto gate was closed today and it is strictly forbidden. He trembled and looked at the twenty-something riding black horses that were getting closer and closer, just like watching the thousands of horses that were about to attack the city.

Even if Xiao Fan’s adult came back, today, especially today, he can’t be allowed to enter Beijing!

"Xiao Fan Daren. Today..." Zhengyangmen commander wants to explain a few words about Fan Fan immediately. However, Fan Xian has time to listen to his explanation. The speed of his horse is not reduced. His eyes are on Zhengyangmen. After sweeping the walls, they saw the sergeants who were waiting for the battle. His heart tightened and he knew that he had desperately rushed back to Kyoto, only to be late.

Immediately in the eyes of Fan Xian, two smudges were smashed, staring at the officers and men on the city's head, and only staring at the officers and men who had regained their gaze.

Black riding is getting closer and closer to the city gate, Fan freed his right hand, then slammed hard, and he rode a black ride behind him. Made into a triangular formation, slowing down the speed and staying outside the range of the city's bow and arrow.

The people on the walls of Kyoto have a loose heart, although more than 20 black riders are compelling. But of course, these people are unlikely to break the wall, but if they really face the black ride, who knows what will happen in the future? As long as these black rides stop and no longer attack, this is already very good.

However, Fan has not slowed down. He is still sprinting in the direction of Zhengyangmen.

The twenty horses behind him were riding the black ride calmly and taking out their own backs!

There was a dense sound in the poncho. Jin Hao suddenly launched, and shot the hook to the city. The jingle slammed the blue bricks on the wall! A dozen black hooks, like a net, turned into a bridge under the wall, crossing a bridge of life and death!

This is a hook that was developed many years ago. When the Fan was out of the North, the court used him to use it. However, Fan has his own life-saving tricks, so it is not used, but today must save all time. To forcibly break through the city wall, Fan Xian has already prepared for it.

His single solitary ride has been under Zhengyangmen. With the autumn rain on his head, the black hooks flashed through the sky like countless shadows. Fans snorted and forced to suppress because of the fatigue and energy. The infuriating air, the overbearing instinct and fierce release, one foot on the back of the horse, with the subtle induction of the air flowing around, the direct flight of life, the bang, the thunder.

Like a **** bird, flying in front of the gloomy gates of Kyoto, it is getting higher and higher.

"Cut the rope! Chop the rope!" Zhengyangmen shouted and shouted exhaustively. He did not dare to let the officers and men send arrows to the black glamorous figure, because he did not know that he had killed Xiaofan and he would not be taken down by the emperor. Full of copying.

The Zhengyangmen commander has some taboos, but Fan Xian does not have any jealousy. He screams and the body is forcibly pushed again. The fingertips are placed on the black hooks, and the whole person floats like a black smoke. Follow the hooks and smash toward the high wall!

A hook was cut off, and there was another one. When more than a dozen hooks were cut off at full speed by the soldiers of the thirteen city gates, they were covered in dust and tired, and they had already plundered the gates. A stern brilliance flashed, and the great Wei Tianzi sword that he had been holding behind him was squirted!

A sword tip pierced the Zhengyangmen commanding the throat, blood slammed, and suddenly swept back, leading the collapsed to the ground.

Fan Xian passed through his body like a gust of wind, and with the cost of three shallow wounds on his body, he broke through the defense of the Qiangqing Army on the wall, flew down the long stone steps, and the sword light flashed again, killing three people. Grab a horse, a pair of legs and a clip, along the straight road, rushed toward the palace.

Fast, all of this can only be described by a fast word, which is faster than when I shunned the Wuzhu stick on the cliff of Zhangzhou. It is faster than when I broke into the palace and violently restrained the Queen Mother. From knowing the news. At the moment, until now, he has entered Kyoto. Every minute and every night for several days and nights, Fan has already exerted his ability beyond his own realm. The fear in his heart has made him become more powerful and cold-blooded than ever before.

Blood is on his sword, and on his body, he is not moving, and his heart feels unprecedented fear and panic, watching the situation in Kyoto. I am afraid of that person... that person should wait for himself. I can't wait for myself.

"You have to wait for me." Fan Xian repeated it again in his heart, letting the autumn rain hit his face full of dust, and madly galloping toward the palace.

The palace is near, the autumn rain is big, there are not many pedestrians on the street, where are the people gathered? Fan was a bit stunned, thinking with some fear, then he heard the cheers and then heard the silence. Dead silence.

People in Kyoto can't hear silence, only Fan can hear it, and hear it with great fear. People in Kyoto only heard the hooves in silence.

Hey.

People just heard the hooves in silence, then saw the black ride that rushed over like lightning, and saw the smashed black official uniform in the autumn rain. I saw the face that was immediately murdered by the man.

People in the square in front of the palace suddenly saw incitement. The exclamation and screams sounded almost at the same time. The waves in the rear of the sea were extremely chaotic. I wonder how many people were injured by trampling.

Because the lonely ride did not slow down, but directly cold-blooded toward the crowd!

The people who can escape are hiding, and the people who can't escape are all hit by horses. In the autumn rain, horseshoe passersby. Cold blood is abnormal.

The sea of ​​people separated a large mouth under the fear of death, and desperately squeezed toward the side, giving the ride a passage through the palace and the small law field.

The ban is bound by the army. The long gun is like a forest, pointing to that ride.

Fan Fei flew silently, crossed the gun forest, the man was in the air, the sword was in hand. If lightning is generally cut straight out. The number of gongs is loud, and there are several swords. Several inside guards were shaken, and his people had already looted over the court.

Regardless of the action, Fan’s eyes kept looking at the little wooden platform and looked at the old man who was tied to the wooden frame, **** and dying. Fan’s eyes became more and more indifferent, and he became more and more resentful, and then he heard the winds that hit the ground.

Countless linen shadows swept up, like a flying flower in the autumn rain, and sealed all the way to Fan.

Fan Xian did not retreat, did not avoid, and suffered three palms on his chest and back, and his sword also slammed into the door of a Mai, and sneaked in from his eyes, blood and The eye pulp was also smashed out and mixed in the rain.

He screamed and patted the left hand with his palm. The overbearing meaning was full, only listening to the slight vibration of the wrist, while the left-handed Mai people were shocked by the five senses and fell to the ground. With a bang, Fan’s feet finally stood on the wet wooden platform. However, he also paid a great price. The internal injuries broke out and a blood vomited.

However, regardless of his carelessness, he just looked at the old man on the wooden frame. The old man who did not know how many knives were cut, the old man who was exposed to the eyes of the people and accepted the endless humiliation.

Just need a glance, Fan will know that he is late, he has no way to let the other person continue to live, his dry lips are slightly open, want to say something, but can't say anything.

The autumn rain fell, and it was swept on the wooden platform. The old and the young were surrounded by a dead loneliness. All the banned soldiers, the inner court masters and the powerful monks in the temple raised the wooden platform tightly. Fan’s previous demonstration of the savage and unwillingness of the people, the body of everyone is a bit stiff, no one can take a step.

Fan Xian went very hard to go forward, tossed off the ropes, held Chen Pingping's thin body in his arms, and took off his black uniform, which was full of sludge and holes, and covered him.

Chen Pingping opened his eyes with great difficulty. The old, turbid and scattered eyes sparkled with a purely pure light, just like a child. The old man was like a child in the arms of Fan Xi, seemingly afraid. cold.

"I am coming back late." Fan leisurely holding this thin body, feeling the temperature of the old man is slowly escaping, and said dryly, his heart is full of unprecedented frustration and despair and ... sad.

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