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The cold wind blowing from the east blew the slightly thin petite bodies of the girls.

Corresponding to the cold wind, it is this huge crater!

It's September now, and the summer heat is no longer noticeable, but standing on the edge of this huge pothole, the girls still feel the endless heat coming from their faces.

She, the former leader of the 'corpse army' wearing a mask, this girl who was about eleven or twelve years old looked at the huge pit with a complicated expression......

On the one hand, he was frightened by the powerful destructive power of the 'superpowers', and on the other hand, he felt sorry for Fang Hong.

If it is said that Er Yu had to choose to give in because he was afraid of Fang Hong and Yuriko's personal force, but after experiencing this incident, Er Yu really agreed with Fang Hong, the 'leader', it is a pity...... He's dead.

"No, no, if Fang Hongjun dies, then I will ...... too"

Her silky white head gradually lowered, and the girl known as 'Yifang Tong' hugged her shoulders tightly, she really didn't want to listen to what Eryu said next.

"Ahem, you guys!"

The familiar man's voice appeared behind the girls.

"I still want to borrow another 500 meters from the sky to see him alive! Don't curse me to death so early!"

The voice was familiar, but compared to Fang Hong's always sunny voice, Fang Hong now sounded like a sick ghost.

Or an old smoking gun that smokes too much opium!

The red pupils flickered with the excitement of a little rabbit, and Yuriko was the first to look back happily, and let the feeling of loss and recovery drive herself. Just gave Fang Hong a big bear hug, not caring about Fang Hong's ugly appearance at all......

Even if Fang Hong's whole body was thin to bones, his skin was wrinkled, as if he was an old man who would die at any time.

"Fang Hongjun, are you ...... like this now?"

"It's okay, it's just too much blood loss, and you can make up for it after a few months of resting and recuperating your body...... Ahem...... You can rest assured...... Ahem......" Fang Hong waved his hand, and the bit of machismo in this guy's heart flinched again.

"How can this be reassuring!"

Yuriko's disgruntled shouts and the voice of Estelle, the blonde necromancer, filled Fang Hong's ears.

"It's good that someone cares!"

It was like I was sinking to the bottom of the water, my nostrils and ears were filled with dull water, and it seemed that everything was far away from me.

Fortunately, it's all over, isn't it?

......

After the fighter plane carrying a light yield nuclear warhead came to the school city for a day trip,And then under the order of Aresta,While complaining about the general return to Washington,In Aresta's opinion,Since the 'heir' has been eliminated,Then he will naturally not be stupid enough to drop a nuclear bomb on his own territory to help the fun。

"I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse for him!"

"Hey, that's not reassuring!"

"Ask the dragon if there's anything they can do to repair the damage to the soul foundation. ”

Aresta looked at Fang Hong, who was already lying down and was sent to the guard's car by the three girls who were in a hurry.

Aresta, who had been cold in front of others, sighed, and without knowing what he had entered, a frog-like face appeared in front of Aresta.

"Oh, it's the chairman, is there anything you want me to do?"

The Soul Chaser of the Underworld turned on the video projection device in his office and looked at the extremely projected miniature projection.

"Sir, this child Fang Hong is about to come to you, I hope that I can give him the new 'cultivation device' I made, and I must not leave him with sequelae. ”

As the chairman of the board of directors, Aresta has great respect for the ordinary doctor of the Soul Chaser of the Underworld, and he first uses honorifics when he speaks.

"Well, if the chairman agrees, I'll do my best!"

"Thank you. ”

An excellent doctor is enough to grasp the existence of life and death, and for an existence like a 'holy hand of medicine' like chasing souls in the underworld, no matter how much he respects it, it seems to be a matter of course, after all, who hasn't been born, old, sick and died?

......

There was really a viscous liquid all around, and when Fang Hong woke up again, he found himself in a huge glass pillar, Fang Hong shook his head, shook off the catheter linked to his body, and looked at his current appearance.

Except for a simple green surgical gown on his body, Fang Hong didn't wear anything, even the 'Na' on the middle finger of his right hand was gone.

"Woo, woo......"

The importance of Na can be imagined, Fang Hong was in a hurry, desperately struggling in the viscous oil-like liquid, being manipulated by Fang Hong, the 'culture device' detected that the patient inside was rejuvenated, a large amount of viscous culture liquid automatically retreated, the transparent column automatically opened, and Fang Hong, who was barefoot, walked out by himself.

"The body is not weak anymore!"

Fang Hong raised his hand, watching his arm, which had been dry due to overdraft of his vitality, become full again, and even faintly stronger than before, Fang Hong patted his face and walked barefoot towards the door of the room where the 'cultivation device' was placed.

Pushing open the door of this room, he was only slightly stunned, and Fang Hong quickly realized what kind of place this was.

"Hello, hello, classmate Fang Hong, how is your body recovering?" the pink-clothed nurse who came to greet Fang Hong with a smile.

"Okay, there's basically no problem, the healthy can't be in the healthy!"

"That's good, you looked like a dead wood when you were first delivered, it's really scary, how did you do it?"

How should this question be answered? Fang Hong could only snort helplessly, trying to get away with it.

"Ahaha, Miss Liancha, if you ask the bottom of the matter like this, I may feel good about myself!" Fang Hong patted his chest that had become firm again under his surgical gown, and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, come with me, don't be poor. ”

Dressed in a pink nurse's outfit, she waved her hand and continued, "Do you remember 'Narrow Skin', the girl you rescued from the bridge, and she has always longed to see her savior!"

"Narrow skin?"

I wiped it, I actually forgot about this stubble, for the man who didn't know Fang Hong when he was doing errands in the room, but Fang Hong kicked it away.

even confined himself to a 'barrier' in the room for a whole night, this matter, Fang Hong still remembers it very well.

Of course, this matter still has to be put away first, anyway, Fang Hong is her savior, and besides, it has been drying for so many days anyway, and it will be no problem to dry it for a few more hours!

Bi: For Fang Hong, finding back his 'acceptance' is the first priority at present.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, I don't know if you saw the ring on my right hand, Sister Liancha?"

"The ring, I didn't see it, maybe the doctor knows, you go and ask him to try it." ”

The little nurse in pink who walked in front of Fang Hong, Lian Cha, shook her head, she was performing surgery on several seriously injured guards rescued from the second school district, so it was naturally impossible to see where Fang Hong's ring was.

"It's here!"

Pushing open the door and entering the office of the Soul Chaser in the Underworld, this doctor with a frog face was sitting on the desk looking at the medical records, and after discovering that it was Fang Hong, a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Fang Hongjun, how do you feel about your body?"