The sun is rising, the sun is shining, and the earth is recovering, and the world is beautiful.

In this world, the vast majority of people are pursuing leisure, but this thing is like squatting, sometimes it works hard, but in the end it just farts.

There is no absolute ease in life, and there is no absolute smooth sailing, there are some waves, some ups and downs, and some spins.

Just like at this moment, Xiao Fan and the desert are enjoying the whirlwind of the world.

An F11-2 fighter from Beihai in the direction of Xiqing City was in the sky like a drunken drunkard, staggering, stumbling, and seemingly falling from the sky at any moment.

It all started just because the desert said he wanted to see the driver's stunts.

Pilots are actually the same as race drivers, they like drag racing, like to show off their skills, but many times, they must obey orders, and it is impossible to let them drive machines to play in the sky at will.

This time, the pilot was ordered to send Xiao Fan and the desert back to Xiqing City, without the supervision of his boss, coupled with the requirements of the desert, he naturally hit it off and was extremely happy.

The F11-2 fighter will glide for a while, suddenly rise into the air, fly sideways and upside down, and turn a few heels.

Xiao Fan doesn't care, when he was in the soul group, this was all leftovers, if the navy, land and air forces are specialists, the three major military branches are undergraduates, and the instructors are like animals, they have to learn everything, they have to know everything, except for the extremely unsightly behavior of picking up soap.

Of course, if you are happy to pick up soap, then you can only choose to bless them.

At this moment, the fighter jets are carrying out all kinds of difficult actions, which are more exciting than the so-called heartbeat items in the playground.

Xiao Fan blushed and didn't beat, looking reluctant, but the desert next to Xiao Fan was already crying and shouting for his father.

"Ahhh......hh

Frightened roars kept coming out of the desert's mouth, and the pitch was different, it sounded like singing, and the pilot didn't feel that the desert was scared at all.

"Isn't it exciting? Do you want to stop? It's been too long, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it. The pilot was so excited that he couldn't stop showing off his skills, but he still took into account the capacity of the desert.

After all, a thirteen-year-old child has never even tried drag racing, let alone drag racing......

"No...... No, no, no...... No, no, no......" the desert shouted.

"Now kids are strong! Go ahead until you're having fun!" the pilot was even more excited, what a rare opportunity this kind of opportunity was.

As a result, along the way, the F11-2 fighter was performing all kinds of difficult performances, and there was almost no moment of smoothness, all kinds of messy shaking.

Xiao Fan actually couldn't stand it, after all, he was not a professional pilot, so he could only forcibly suppress his physical discomfort with internal strength.

The other hand is attached to the desert's back, so that the desert will not be painful and at the same time, it will not be too easy.

The desert's little face was flushed, and his throat was almost hoarse.

An hour later, under Xiao Fan's command, the fighter plane landed outside Lin Ruohan's villa in the southern suburbs of Xiqing City.

After coming to a stop, the desert fell from the plane, fell on the lawn with a thud, rolled his eyes vigorously, and spat out: "No...... No, no...... Don't go any further......"

“……”

The pilot was very embarrassed, looking at the desert as if he was about to hang up, he smiled embarrassedly at Xiao Fan, didn't even drink saliva, and hurriedly got into the, and instantly soared into the sky.

"Desert motion sickness?"

Everyone in the villa greeted him, and the ghost lifted the desert from the ground, and seeing that his legs were as weak as noodles, they simply picked him up and put him on the sofa in the living room.

Everyone sat down in the hall, and they all looked at Xiao Fan with burning eyes.

"What do you see me doing?" Xiao Fan asked.

"Amitabha, Lord Xiao, what about our reward?" the monk stretched out his hand towards Xiao Fan with his leg still lame.

"What reward?" Xiao Fan was puzzled.

Mei jumped up in three steps: "Isn't it? We were born and died, wanted by the whole city of the Rhine, and after several hard work, we didn't even have a reward in the end?"

"A little enlightened, okay?"

Xiao Fan's face immediately became serious: "Our actions this time are for the country and the nation! This is noble! Honorable! Something worthy of our pride for a lifetime! A great man of chivalry, for the country and the people, this is a hero! You actually talk about rewards? In an instant, you have lowered our compulsion and changed from heroes to villains! Doesn't your conscience hurt? Why can't you embody a little bit of righteousness? If you talk to me about rewards again, you don't even have to be a friend! I don't have a selfish friend like you!"

A loud shout shocked everyone.

Everyone looked at Xiao Fan with wide eyes stunned, and they actually saw Haoran righteousness from him.

"Who the hell are you?" Mei slammed the dagger across her chest.

"Amitabha, demon, dare to pretend to be Lord Xiao, the poor monk has to kill today!" The monk was even more straightforward, directly urging his internal strength, taking a deep breath, his chest swelled rapidly.

"What? You're not the boss? Who are you? How dare you pretend to be the boss! What did you do to my boss? Prepare a bomb! Kill him and avenge the boss!"

The black pupils were furious, his face instantly turned hideous, and his eyes flashed with rage and cruelty.

He believed this one-tendon goods!

"Blow up your brother-in-law!" Wei Liang covered his face and left from the black pupil, he felt that he had to keep his distance from this reckless man, otherwise he would become as stupid as him in the future, how could he develop software to peek at his sister's paper?

When the monk and Mei Sanbu next to him heard the words of the black pupil, their faces twitched, and they couldn't help but hang a few black lines on their foreheads, and they instantly put away their tense momentum.

Originally, he just wanted to despise Xiao Fan, but if he continued, let Heitong really think that Xiao Fan was a fake, then I don't know how desperate he would be.

"It's not easy to live until now. Mei Sanbu patted Hei Pupil's shoulder, and when she looked at Xiao Fan, she couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Xiao Fan covered his face: "He's so stupid, blame me." ”

"In short, there is no reward, but for everyone's hard work, I can invite you to dinner, as a celebration of the Scarlet Moon saying goodbye to the past and starting a new life. Xiao Fan put one hand around Scarlet Yue's waist and kissed her on the face.

"Amitabha, little ghosts, poor monks, or others. The monk was jealous.

"What's boring? Let's play Papa. The ghost laughed weirdly and slapped the monk's bare head.

And then without stopping, twice in a row.

Three crisp sounds came out, and the monk lay on the ground.

"Is it cool?" the ghost asked in a rough voice.

"My Buddha...... Not too ...... ......"The monk never got up again.

(End of chapter)