After Xiong Tian left, Chen Feng went to the backyard to plate the old locust tree.

If you can't fight with your True Qi for the time being, then you can exercise your body.

The hospital proved overnight that Kumada's two tricks were still very practical.

After a while, I was a little tired, so I made a cup of tea and sat on the chair to read the notes of Shixinzhai.

I really saw the content about the battle.

It's not a combat technique, but some of Jin Yun's thoughts on the special existence of combat in modern society.

Jin Yun believes that in modern society, materials are becoming more and more abundant, and there are more and more enjoyments of life, and all special existences can live a very good life as long as they are willing to put some effort into it, even far surpassing the ancient emperors.

The years are quiet, there is a lack of a sense of crisis, there is no motivation to fight, everyone is happy and comfortable, it seems to be good, but over time, the combat level of all special existences will decline significantly.

When one day the real enemy comes, not only will he not be able to protect himself, but he will not even be able to survive.

"The real enemy?"

Chen Feng didn't understand a little, what is the real enemy?

Human society?

However, it seems that special beings and human society have been living peacefully for many years.

Alien?

Visitors from Hell?

Heaven's Messenger?

I don't understand.

Forget it, if you don't understand how to pull down, even Jin Yun wants to call him the 'real enemy', even if he can understand it now, it is meaningless, and it will only add to his troubles.

After reading the book for a while, I called my aunt.

There was such a big incident in the hospital, it was a mess, it seemed to be in a meeting, and he hung up without saying a few words, and he didn't forget to comfort him, so that he should not be afraid, and he would have time to go home for dinner or something.

The day passed without a disturbance.

At night, lie down in bed and take out the fan again.

On the fan surface, the ink stains like peach blossoms, looking at it, seem to bloom slowly in the eyes.

As soon as I watched it for a while, the picture in front of me began to blur a little bit, and my eyelids began to sink.

Damn, hypnosis?

As soon as he reacted that something was wrong, the cry was already ringing.

The fan slipped to the ground.

Chen Feng entered the dream again.

It's still the black and white world.

It's just that I came to an antique tea room.

Zhou Jing was talking eloquently to Su Xinyuan, Su Xinyuan's eyes showed a look of admiration, and it could be seen that Zhou Jing, an old boy, was very good at dealing with young girls.

"Brother, brother, you're finally here. ”

The little girl in red reappeared, tugging at the corner of Chen Feng's clothes, and said anxiously: "Why have you been gone for so long, it's almost too late!"

"You...... Grown up?"

Compared with yesterday, the size of the girl in red has obviously changed.

The immature and innocent little face before also has a little more youthful and girlish atmosphere.

Although he is still young, he is definitely not a child anymore.

Chen Feng is a person who has been in love for three years.

He understands everything!

"Brother, you save her, save her!"

The girl in red is in place, her big eyes are full of anxiety, and tears are swirling, perfectly interpreting a helpless and pitiful character.

"Enough, stop arguing, or my brother will beat you." ”

Chen Feng felt that this little girl seemed to be playing a little too much, what was wrong with anything, why was it so mysterious, squatted down, and asked seriously: "I can help you, but tell me first, who are you and why did you appear in my dream?"

"Brother, brother, can you save her......" The little girl completely regarded Chen Feng's speech as a fart.

Chen Feng slapped him.

If you say it, you'll really fight!

The slap went through the little girl's body and hit nothing.

"Brother, brother, you save her......"

The little girl continued to quarrel and was about to cry, but Chen Feng felt that he saw a hint of abuse in the other party's big eyes.

Chen Feng's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Then the mind moved.

A trace of pale golden true qi poured out of his body, wrapped around his hand, as if he was wearing a golden glove.

It turns out that true qi can also be used in dreams.

"This time, maybe. Muttered to himself.

"Brother...... Brother ......"

"Smack!"

A slap passed, and the little girl was hit firmly.

The little girl finally stopped calling, covered her face, and looked at Chen Feng dumbfounded.

Then his face became gloomy a little bit.

"You, hit, me?"

"I hit it. Chen Feng shook his golden slap: "It's okay to ask me for help, but please don't play with my thoughts and feelings." Tell me, what the hell is going on, what are you? ”

The little girl's two delicate little eyebrows were tightly frowned together, and she seemed to be very angry.

After a few moments, the surroundings, like a montage, began to transform rapidly.

Scene after scene, quickly passing in front of you.

A handsome uncle with mature humor and a successful career, for literary girls who have lacked a sense of security and fatherly love since childhood, the lethality is comparable to that of an atomic bomb;

Affection has become admiration, admiration, and attachment;

That fan is really a token of love, before the girl participated in the drama, Zhou Jing specially asked craftsmen to create a prop peach blossom fan.

But she didn't expect that the successful entrepreneur who was enthusiastic about public welfare on the surface had a bad habit that no one knew behind the scenes.

"You can't do this, they're all kids, please, let it go, let's change places and start over, okay?" the girl begged.

Holding a USB flash drive in his hand, it was evidence of Zhou Jing's crime.

"I was wrong before, and I won't do it again. The man smiled softly and took the USB flash drive back from the girl's hand.

At the end of the picture, it is frozen in a holiday manor with beautiful mountains and rivers.

It is also the place where the fire broke out, the Aoyama Manor on the outskirts, a private resort with a high level of consumption.

"Zhou Jing is the majority shareholder here. ”

The little girl in red reappeared, staring indifferently at the distant holiday house, and finally stopped crying.

This time she grew up a little more, like a 20-year-old college student.

Chen Feng has seen a photo of Su Xinyuan in the criminal police team, and the girl in front of him is somewhat similar to Su Xinyuan's eyebrows, but she doesn't look the same.

Not the same person.

"Who the hell are you?" Chen Feng asked.

It must be admitted that his curiosity was completely aroused.

He was not curious about the truth of Su Xinyuan's Zhou Jing incident.

The scenes of men loving women, women being naïve and innocent, and men being vicious and ruthless have been staged for thousands of years without any new ideas.

What he was curious about was the woman in red in the dream, and the dream itself.

The woman in red turned her head to look at Chen Feng, this time, she didn't pretend to be pitiful, nor did she use any innocent and helpless eyes, but said very seriously: "Please, save her, it's really too late." ”

Not far away, Zhou Jing had already walked out of an exclusive wooden house and locked the door with her backhand.

Immediately after, the wooden house burst into flames without warning!

In the midst of the flames, the screams of a young woman were heard.

Zhou Jing stood at the door, that is, he did not turn around to save people, nor did he dodge the flames gushing out of the window.

In the world, there is only one truly universal principle: equivalent exchange.

What you gain, you will lose.