In a study room in the depths of Dragon City, an elegant middle-aged man with a face like a crown of jade with a Chinese character face is holding a roll of thread-bound ancient books and closing his eyes to recuperate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The middle-aged man's facial features are gentle and elegant, his sideburns are neat, his black hair is like paint, he is dressed in a moon-white robe, and his back is leaning on a bamboo chair, which makes it hard to believe that this is the emperor who dominates the underground world in the south of the Yangtze River, the dragon lord Long Qianqiu!

His appearance, his breath, where is like an old coffin dozens of years old, it is clear that he is thirty or forty years old and in the prime of life.

"Master......" An old man who looked like a housekeeper lowered his head and walked over in a low voice, whispering something in Long Qianqiu's ear.

"What! Tianzong met with an accident in the Dragon Pavilion?" Long Qianqiu's eyelids opened at the same time, and two sparks seemed to burst out in his eyes.

The old man handed over a secret letter, and the black and white words faxed from the Dragon Pavilion were spread out in front of Long Qianqiu's eyes.

After reading this letter, Long Qianqiu stood up suddenly, the bamboo chair under him crackled and exploded into pieces, the blue brick floor under his feet cracked one after another, the robe was agitated without wind, and his face suddenly woke up like a fierce lion, crazy and terrifying!

Bang!

Long Qianqiu raised his hand and imprinted it on the desk, and the five finger prints were deeply engraved in it, boom! The desk collapsed, sawdust flew, dust was everywhere, and the entire study was filled with smoke and dust.

His series of reactions made even the old man who had followed him for many years deeply frightened.

For many years, he thought that Long Qianqiu had faded out of the rivers and lakes, and there was nothing to make this underworld king have a trace of emotional fluctuations, but he never thought that tonight, the dragon lord would be angry with thunder again, and the overwhelming terrifying aura would make him have the idea of kneeling and begging for mercy!

I think that at the beginning, he was also a hero who crisscrossed 800 miles of rivers and mountains, experienced a hundred battles, killing people like hemp, what scene had he never seen? But this time, it really shocked him, almost made him heartbroken!

For more than twenty years, Mo Shen only felt that he was still as small as sand in front of him, and the Dragon Lord's cultivation was simply unfathomable and difficult to fathom. Could it be that he also stepped into that threshold?

"That kid surnamed Ye can't even deal with Di Qiu!" After Long Qianqiu was angry, he slowly walked to the window, and the old-fashioned wooden window squeaked outward, and the moonlight was as white as jade, like his face, and he was completely silent, which made the great housekeeper Mo even more unable to see through.

"Yes, master. Butler Mo bowed his hand and bowed his head in reply.

"Master Di Qiu is from a decent and famous family, and his inner kung fu has already stepped into the realm of a great grandmaster, and even I have to be careful with a pair of mixed yuan palms, and he was actually killed by a young man in his twenties, you say, is this world progressing too fast, or are we already old?" Long Qianqiu looked at the courtyard of the castle, his eyes shot into the distance, and his expression revealed a kind of heroic sadness.

Mo Shen Ji bowed down and said: "Master, the world is impermanent, and the festival is changing. Second young master, do you want the old slave to ask the thirteen to go to the sea of stars for a trip......"

"No need, I'll handle the matter of Xinghai personally. You stand down!" Long Qianqiu sighed in a low voice, but a faint aura condensed around him.

"Yes, master......" Butler Mo glanced at the mess in the study and quietly withdrew.

As soon as he exited the room, he heard a rumble inside, the bookcase was torn apart, countless papers were fluttering and flying, Long Qianqiu stood in it, his red face could no longer control the boundless anger!

The one who died tragically in the Dragon Pavilion was not the little shrimp in the rivers and lakes, a cat and a dog, it was his dragon flesh and bones! The pain of a broken wrist and skin cut, how could it be easily seen!

Mo Shen Ji hurriedly lowered his head and fled here, the dragon lord was furious, no accident, the world will be in chaos!

A few kilometers away from the Longting diagonal opposite the Linglong Bay villa, the lights are bright and there are plenty of people.

The corpses of Shen Tianming and Ye Fan were placed side by side in the hall, and Tu Su and other eight powerful generals fell to the ground in grief, black gauze and white cloth were tied to the lintel of the hall, and everything was carried out in accordance with the old rites and funeral rites.

Shen Jiayao was dressed in black yarn, with a filial piety medal on her arm, and Mu Ran knelt beside the brazier, staring blankly at the paper money that was burned to ashes inside.

"Oh Ming!" A terrible cry was heard at the door, and a woman stumbled and frantically pounced on Shen Tianming's corpse, crying loudly.

Xiao Fei.

This extremely bitter woman, at this time, can no longer care about secular prejudices, ethics are common, the voice is like a cuckoo crying blood, crying to death, until she faints and is helped out by the people under her hands.

From beginning to end, Shen Jiayao didn't react, lowered her eyelids, and mechanically added paper money to the brazier.

Overnight, she lost her biological father and lover, such a blow, how could she, a twenty-year-old girl, bear it, despair and sorrow crushed her body and mind together.

"Dididi!" came the sound of two car horns outside, and after the noise, two old men and a retinue stepped onto the threshold.

Lin Tian was dressed in a general's uniform, Fu Dongfang was wearing a Zhongshan suit, Su Lin and Chen Dongqing were waiting left and right, and after entering the door, these people did not bow or condole, and went straight to Ye Fan.

Zheng - The Red Star Sword in Tu Su's hand suddenly came out of its sheath and stopped in front of the four of them.

Old man Lin was about to scold, Fu Dongfang stretched out his arm, "Whew-"

Two air currents rolled out and slammed straight into Tu Su's body, and the top seed player of the four seas was like encountering a tornado, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably, slamming into the offering table, knocking down the candle flames and cups and bowls on the table.

"Tai Chi!" Yan Chen exclaimed in surprise.

Fu Dongfang indifferently swept over the group of heroes, walked in front of Ye Fan, grabbed his left hand, put on the middle finger of the food, closed his eyes slightly, and was still.

Seeing this scene, Shen Jiayao threw away the brazier, her distracted eyes regained a little brilliance, her lips trembled, and her teeth bit her lower lip tightly, staring at Fu Dongfang's face.

The faint glimmer of hope gripped her heart, and she could barely breathe.

"How is it?" Lin Tian was also nervous, even when he saw Ye Fan's corpse, he didn't believe it was real.

Fu Dongfang twisted a pair of eyebrows and shook his head, this time, Shen Jiayao fell into the abyss again, his body shook a little, his pale face became a little whiter, but his bloodless lips were bitten out of blood!

"Huh?" Suddenly, the old man in the tunic made a strange sound in his mouth, and reached out to Ye Fan's chest.

Tai Chi Jin penetrated out of his palm, covering his heart, and suddenly, a blazing red light lit up, like a needle tip wheat stinging Fu Dongfang's hand!

"Hahaha!" The old man retracted his hand and said with a long smile: "This son should not die!"

"I'll just say!" Old man Lin clapped his hands and shouted: "Hurry up, send to the hospital for rescue! Playing the piano indiscriminately, the living are treated as dead, and it almost leads to eternal hatred!"

When Ye Fan was carried out of the hall by several guards, everyone woke up, he was not dead?

How could it be that he didn't die?

People who don't have a breath and pulse are still alive?

Tears flowed down Shen Jiayao's godless eyes, and those eyes finally regained a trace of brilliance.

He's not dead, he's still alive......

"Miss, this ......" Seeing that the people were being carried away, Yan Chen had to ask whether to stop them.

Shen Jiayao raised her hand to wipe away her tears, looked at those distant figures, and said in a hoarse voice without a trace of emotion: "Block the news, don't leak it out for half a minute!

Listening to the eldest lady's order, several people around looked shocked, looked at each other a few times, and replied in a deep voice: "Yes!"

The military vehicle carried a group of people to the First Affiliated Hospital, Lin Tian was still a little uneasy, and asked, "Old man Fu, this kid is really not dead?"

"Why, you can't even believe me?" Fu Dongfang said with a smile: "His current condition is like a hibernating snake, all his body functions are constricted, and only the heart veins are sleeping in stillness, in suspended animation. ”

"And such a miracle?" Lin Tianqi said: "Can it be saved?"

"This, it depends on chance......" Fu Dongfang was not sure, he said: "Whether you can wake him up is unpredictable." ”

"What? After all, you're fine, isn't that the same as a vegetative state?"

"So to speak. ”

"Damn!" Old man Lin patted his thigh and scolded, "What's going on now?"

And so on. Fu Dongfang said: "Resign yourself to fate and block the news." ”

Old man Lin rolled his eyes: "What are you afraid of? Long Qianqiu, that old bastard?"

"I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves, which of them can fight against the few guns under your hands?" Fu Dongfang said with a serious expression: "Open guns are easy to dodge, hidden arrows are difficult to prevent, ten years ago, Long Canghai has stepped into that threshold, and now, in the whole world, there are probably less than ten people who can beat him......"

Lin Tian's face was solemn, and he muttered, "Then this kid, how to deal with it?"

"Find a safe place, cross the current pass first, and then talk about it, I hope the dragon king will keep his oath and not make any more moves, otherwise it will ......"

Fu Dongfang shook his head and sighed, looking out the window, his thoughts lingering, and his expression was solemn.

"Go to Biyuan! Sing him out of the empty city. Old man Lin thought for a moment and ordered.

The convoy drove into Biyuan Villa, and when Ye Fan was carried into the house by two officers, Li Sihan rushed downstairs in a panic.

"What's wrong with him? What's wrong with him? You tell me, is he dead or alive?"

"Without my military order, he will die and see!" Lin Tian said angrily: "Put people down first!"

Lin Shiya, who was wearing pajamas, stood on the stairs, watching these people busy, her eyes as plain as water.

Ye Fan was placed at the head of the bed in the room, Fu Dongfang once again tested the strange foreign object in his heart, and the power of the fiery rebound was extremely fast, as if it were life.

"It seems that this kid has a strange number, and you and I can't act rashly. Fu Dongfang said: "Let it be." ”

"This ...... Alas, it can only be like this!" Old man Lin shook his head and sighed, and said to Li Sihan: "I'll leave it to you." ”

The old men made a brief arrangement in the living room, and left together at night, leaving only a few guards in Biyuan, and everything was calm again.

There was no heartbeat, no breathing, and there was blood on his body, more like a dead man than a dead man. Looking at his quiet and handsome face, Li Sihan's eyes turned red.

"How so...... Aren't you the most powerful! Aren't you not afraid of heaven and earth?"

"Bastard, hurry up, you must be pretending, pretending...... Ye Fan, you get up for me!"

Holding his hand, Li Sihan couldn't stop the tears, crying silently alone, and his heart felt as if he had been hollowed out.

A vegetative person like him may never wake up, and may not be able to speak or open his eyelids for the rest of his life......

Bringing a basin of warm water, Li Sihan wrung out the towel with tears.

From the forehead, to the cheeks, ears, nostrils, mouth...... Every scab is carefully cleaned and scrubbed.

Unbuttoned his buttons, his bloody clothes, and the healthy and perfect man's body appeared in front of him, as if, as if he was just sleeping.

She carefully wiped every inch of his skin, from head to toe.

She is like a gentle wife, considerate, and takes on the responsibility of caring for each other, washing away the filth of her husband who has returned from the battlefield......

Putting on new clothes for Ye Fan with his own hands, Li Sihan wiped away his tears and walked out of his room with a basin.

At the end of the corridor, Lin Shiya's figure slowly appeared from behind the pillar, looking at the door, her eyes wandered, and she turned around and sighed softly.

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Thanks to Coco's youth, just because the two young book friends voted for the monthly ticket.

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