Chapter 682: Do you know where my boss is

Qiao Bo was extremely good at treating wounds, and quickly treated Meng Fan's external injuries.

But the strange disappearance of Meng Fan's cultivation made him puzzled, but he also guessed that Meng Fan must have encountered an extremely terrible thing in that place.

"Meng Fan, you must get through!"

At this time, Meng Fan was no different from an ordinary person in front of him, he was very worried that Meng Fan would lose his cultivation, which was too cruel for a cultivator!

The rain outside had stopped, Qu Shuyao didn't have the heart to sleep, after Qiao Bo left, she used a hot towel to wipe Meng Fan's body seriously, in her opinion, the two already had that kind of relationship anyway, and there was no need to be shy or shy about anything, but when his fingers touched his body, or saw some parts, the whole pretty face that was as white as jade still became red and hot.

The next day, the sun shone brightly over the clear blue sky.

Meng Fan's eyelids moved, he opened his eyes, and saw Qu Shuyao holding his hand, lying on the edge of the bed asleep, his long hair scattered, and his face was indescribably haggard.

"This girl has a heart. ”

Meng Fan smiled faintly, closed his eyes again, and after feeling his body, his face was gloomy.

The tiger and phoenix beast closed its eyes.

The Tiangang Annihilation Shinto Sutra could not be operated.

The Demon Scar didn't react in the slightest.

Even the Qiankun Space has lost contact with his spiritual will, and he can't take anything out!

Everything he relied on temporarily said goodbye to him overnight.

However, fortunately, before entering the Black Spirit Group Building, he had expected all kinds of bad situations, and what was happening now would not cause him to suffer too much damage.

"Chemical pollution!" Meng Fan smiled bitterly, feeling that his body was like a green wheat field, and he was suddenly sprayed with a bunch of chemical pollutants, causing not a single inch of grass to grow, "I don't know if my body will be automatically purified, and I won't be able to get better during this time...... Be low-key wow!"

Meng Fan gently broke free of Qu Shuyao's hand, lifted the quilt, was surprised to find that he was not wearing anything, pursed his lips, remembered that Qu Shuyao had helped him wash his clothes, so he tiptoed out of bed, opened the wardrobe and looked, sure enough, there were clothes neatly stacked inside, quietly dressed, looked back, and found that Qu Shuyao was looking at him with big beautiful eyes, and shouted in surprise: "Meng Fan, are you okay?"

Meng Fan grinned, as bright as the sky after rain.

On this day, Qu Shuyao became the busiest person in the Qu family, and he didn't go to school, so he was busy at home, first cooking, and helping Meng Fan wash his bloody clothes, and then drove out to buy some fresh fruits, and made a fruit bowl for Meng Fan to eat, Qu Ziming and others also stained Meng Fan's light, feasting on it, and the old lady of the Yuan family, who has always been picky about food, also frowned and ate some, but chattered that she wanted to eat Meng Fan's cooking.

Meng Fan was also corroded by his body, and he stole half a day of leisure.

He and Qu Ziming Qiao Bo sat in the sunny courtyard, chatting with each other, the world was unpredictable, and the three of them took turns to pick up a life from the hands of death.

As if Qu Ziming and Qiao Bo had discussed, they always intentionally or unintentionally led the topic to Qu Shuyao, and talked about a lot of old things about Qu Shuyao, and then talked about dragon qi and Qu Shuyao's eighteen-year-old life and death.

"Meng Fan, once a person walks in this world, immortality may not be a good thing, but it is even worse to come and go in a hurry. Qu Ziming raised his head, glanced at the sun against the sun, his face was full of sadness, took out a stack of yellowed paper from his arms, carefully opened it, and put it in Meng Fan's hand, "Yaoyao painted it when she was a child, and I saw the cuteness of the painting, so I treasured it." ”

The paper depicts a long-haired girl in a beautiful dress, and a little prince holds flowers and kneels on one knee in front of the girl.

The brushstrokes are immature, but the picture is extremely strong, giving people a warm and beautiful feeling.

After reading it, Meng Fan returned the paper to Qu Ziming.

When Qu Ziming took it, his hand sank, as if the piece of paper instantly became a thousand pounds.

"Yaoyao is afraid that she can't wait to get married. Qu Ziming folded the paper and put it on his chest, the atmosphere was dull for a while, and he smiled again and said, "But, Meng Fan, since you came to the Qu family, Yaoyao has become different from before, I have never seen her so ...... Happy. ”

As if he felt that so many bad things were happening right now, and it was a little inappropriate to say that happiness was a little inappropriate, Qu Ziming pondered for a while, raised his arm, and expressed it with difficulty, but finally said: "Well, it's happiness, even if you die tomorrow, you will regret the happiness that came to this world." ”

The middle-aged man Qu Ziming said, his Adam's apple moved, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Qiao Bo seemed to have something to say, his mouth opened a few times, but he never said it, and he probably felt that what Qu Ziming said had already expressed the meaning very clearly.

Meng Fan didn't say anything, bathed in the sun, closed his eyes slightly, the sun shone on his eyes, and his vision was blood-red, he knew very well that even if he died, he would not stop there, that girl, when she saved him in that mountain, how could she have stopped a step!

Then, Qu Shuyao came over with tea, and after putting the tea away, he sat next to Meng Fan, staring at him with beautiful eyes, and his slender white little hands were held unconsciously, as if trying to hold a kite that was about to break in the wind.

On this day, Lao Guo and Shangguan Ning were busy in the office of the Yang team, some evidence was constantly uploaded, at a level that ordinary people could not see, raging and spreading like a plague, Lao Guo's mobile phone kept ringing anxiously, he looked at the number that had given him countless orders, but he did not pick it up, but chose to turn off the mobile phone, and said to the Yang team with a smile: "I didn't expect the organization to be afraid of one day." ”

"You don't want to make a comeback?" "Team Yang touched his pocket, and there was no smoke.

"You can't step into the same river twice, can you?" Lao Guo looked in the direction of Huyang Mountain, "Besides, I won't go down the river again." ”

On this day, the Black Spirit Group was completely wiped out, and the high-ranking special organization was secretly disbanded, and Meng Fan, who caused this drastic change, just took a sip of tea indifferently, and said that the mountain spring water in Pig's Trotter Mountain was better to make tea.

Zhang San was also very busy on this day, a large number of corpses needed to be disposed of, but he was very busy, because a lot of money had come in, and when it snowed in winter, maybe he could really buy a villa.

When night fell, when Zhang San walked to the door, he met an acquaintance.

The man was carrying a package, squatting at the door of his house a little lonely, with a lot of cigarette butts at his feet, and was teasing the ants on the ground with a small branch, when he saw Zhang San coming over, he grinned and smirked: "Brother Zhang, do you know where my boss is?"

?? PS: Qingchen is willing to help Meng Fan take over Qu Shuyao, and plans to go to Qu's house tonight to rob people, but I'm a little scared, do you have a piece to go?

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