"Ye Fan, why did you come to Myanmar?" Under the sun, in the venue where everyone was focused, Ji Xiaoxin walked towards this strange man step by step with her hands behind her back.

If she didn't have so many curious eyes, maybe she would have rushed away and thrown herself into his arms, but at this moment, Ji Xiaoxin seems to have grown a lot, and her behavior no longer has the impulse and no consequences of the day.

"A little thing. Ye Fan smiled: "Are you all okay?"

Ji Xiaoxin smiled and nodded: "Well, where do you live......?"

"She's Allure, my friend. ”

"Oh...... You're so beautiful. Ji Xiaoxin looked up and down at Po Jun and praised sincerely: "You are the most beautiful one by his side." ”

Po Jun smiled shyly, and unconsciously shook Ye Fan's hand.

She is like a timid Persian cat, and under the luxurious appearance of the city, there is a cautious heart.

Only Ye Fan can give him a sense of security.

Looking at the many people waiting behind Ji Xiaoxin, Ye Fan said: "We may stay in Yangon for a day or two, stay in the Vienna Hotel, and talk when you are free." ”

"Okay, I'll go look for you in the afternoon!" Ji Xiaoxin waved her hand and watched the group walk away.

There was a lot of discussion in the crowd, and many people looked at Ye Fan's figure thoughtfully.

"Who's that guy?"

"Ye Fan, I think I've heard of this name somewhere......"

"Could it be him?"

There are not a few people who have never seen him, but who have heard of his name.

Looking at the distant backs, some people's eyes became eager and excited, and a few shrewd and wise bigwigs quickly surrounded Ji Xiaoxin again!

"Jade King, Jade King, God finally let us wait for the most suitable person...... President Shi stood outside the circle, his eyes full of vicissitudes, and his old face was full of bitter and bitter red light.

This afternoon, the sky in Myanmar was blazing hot and crimson until it boiled.

In the Vienna hotel room, Ye Fan stood quietly in front of the window, with his hands in his pockets, as if thinking about something.

Bai Hongde waited for a long time, but he still couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ye, what are our plans next?"

And so on. Ye Fan didn't look back, looked at the gradually changing sky outside and smiled: "Someone will come to the door." ”

"Who?" Bai Hongde and Wu Tingdong glanced at each other, very strange in their hearts.

It must not be a guest who comes to the door, it will be......

Ye Fan raised his head, as if he was talking to himself: "The sky has changed, is this what God is portending?"

Bai Hongde and the others were even more confused, could it be that the person Ye Fan was talking about was Raphael?

"Colonel Wu, ask someone to check on Sudandong. The two were suspicious and asked, and Ye Fan suddenly said.

"Do you suspect that he has an affair with the Hand of God?" said Ngo Dinh Tong's eyes glowed with alertness.

"Perhaps. Ye Fan smiled and didn't tell the inside story. On the east side of Sudan, it is certainly not the hand of God, but the Nanyang cult.

In the dark, Ye Fan had a hunch that when he gambled with Wang Yulun in Xinghai, the Malay Naiden seemed to have been resurrected again. It is naturally impossible for Naiden to come back from the dead, but that evil awe-inspiring feeling will not be wrong, it is also related to jade, and it is also ruthless and evil, and the only explanation is that the person behind Sudan Dong has some kind of relationship with Naiden!

There is definitely not only one person who knows Nanyang scabootherapy.

Wu Tingdong quickly got up and walked out of the room: "I'll investigate him immediately! Wait for my news!"

When it comes to the organization of the Hand of God, Wu Tingdong is particularly energetic, even if there is even the slightest clue, he has to track it down to the end.

"Lao Bai, I'll go out for a walk. After Wu Tingdong left, Ye Fan said: "You are free, you don't have to wait for dinner." ”

Bai Hongde stood up and reminded him: "Mr. Ye, it's about to rain, remember to bring an umbrella." ”

"It doesn't matter. Ye Fan smiled, took Po Jun's hand, and the two walked outside side by side.

In Manila City, the capital of the Philippines, in an apartment hotel, the great wizard Nazanwei suddenly opened his scarlet eyes and reached out to take out a string of jewels from his arms.

This strange string of blood-red jade, made of nine human head jade carvings, is hideous and evil, making people feel numb at a glance. Among the nine heads, one of them had a faint crack, and the color of the top of the head was black, which was slightly different from the others, and it was impossible to see without looking closely.

"Yazha ......" Nai Zanwei stared at the human-headed jade carving, his eyes flickering.

These nine jade carvings with human heads are his nine disciples, in order to find the holy relics Rong Han Stone, Naizanwei recruited disciples, cast a big net, and sat in the center of the clan to control it, always paying attention to everyone's movements.

This string of pearls and jade, originally there were as many as thirty-six, and in the past few decades, twenty-seven people died before and after, and now, only these nine people remain.

The relics of Easter Island briefly appeared a few months ago, and then disappeared into the ocean, giving Nazanway confidence that there was still a chance to recover the Junghan Stone.

Hidden in the Malay Archipelago for more than 100 years, this No. 1 wizard in the South Seas finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked out of the wilderness in person, in order to fulfill his lifelong wish!

Today, another apprentice had an accident, which made Nai Zanwei deeply uneasy, maybe it won't be long before his lineage will be completely annihilated in the dust of the world, and at that time, the chance of recovering the Ronghan Stone is very small.

The world of light cannot tolerate darkness and dirt, and it is obviously impossible for Nanyang witchcraft to survive in this environment for a long time.

Nazanwei pondered for a long time, and finally found a booklet that he had with him, grabbed the hotel phone, and dialed the number of his apprentice Yazha who was far away in Yangon.

"Dad, Dad, Dad! I found out! I found out the whereabouts of the relics!" yaza yelled eagerly, very emotional.

"You're not lying?" Hearing this, Nai Zanwei's eyes flashed, but his tone was full of calm.

The waiting for more than half a century has made his state of mind different, not really calm, the old face of Gujing Wubo is under his head, suppressing the endless wild waves!

Yazha swallowed his saliva and hurriedly shouted: "It's true, Master Dad, I just found out that that person is the murderer of Naiden! He destroyed the Miyamoto family, he is in Yangon, I can't fight him!"

The Great Wizard's old face instantly turned red, and a pair of eyes engraved with essence burst out with infinite evil energy!

Naiden!Miyamoto's family!Relic!

The relics of our ancestors that have been sealed for decades have finally found you!

After taking a few deep breaths, Nazanwei confessed to his disciples word by word: "Listen to me, watch him closely, this time, the holy relics must be lost and recovered! ”

"Yes, yes. Master Dad!" Yazha bowed his head with a gloomy face, and he personally stepped out to avenge this arrow......

Thundered!

The clouds that had been held up all afternoon fell with the thunder as the evening approached, and the rain hit the streets of Yangon, and the mist immediately evaporated, adding a lot of romance to the twilight.

"It's raining......" Hiding under the eaves of the temple, Po Jun looked at the beautiful scenery of the distant mountains.

Walking through the streets of Yangon, she has no impression of all the scenery along the way, and she can't remember the past.

But she did come here, she did come to Burma, she was more likely to have come into contact with Raphael, but she really forgot all about what happened after that.

Is it hidden in the depths of memory, or is it completely erased?

"Are you hungry? Let's go back. Ye Fan said with a smile.

"But there is no umbrella ......"

"It's okay, I'm here. Ye Fan took her hand and showed a warm and doting smile, "It doesn't matter if you have an umbrella or not." ”

"Hmm......" Pojun nodded obediently and snuggled him into the rain.

What is surprising is that the falling beans and raindrops in the sky disappeared from the top of the two of them, as if there was an invisible glass cover, guarding them around, and everywhere they passed was a vacuum.

"W-you did it?" Breaker stopped, looking up at the sky in amazement.

Ye Fan smiled and nodded.

"It's so beautiful!" Po Jun raised his face and circled in place, the corners of his skirt facing the raindrops falling in the sky, as if dancing and riding the wind.

In the distance, in a black car parked on the side of the road, the fruit camera captured the scene.

The girl in the photo, the beauty and innocence that blooms, almost make people ignore the man next to her.

Her happiness, her everything, turned into all in the man's sight.

"Is it him?" a message in English was sent to someone along with a photo.

Seconds later, the man in the sedan received a reply.

“Yes！”