The city of St. Nording Hill, a Nordic seaside city located near the Atlantic Ocean. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The typical temperate maritime climate makes the city of St. Notting Hill humid and mild all year round, suitable for wealthy Chinese immigrants and retirement.

After Fang Cheng raided the NATO government yesterday, he traveled thousands of miles to this city as a trip.

After eating at noon, he swiped the circle of friends for a while, said goodnight to Xiao Jingyu, and then found a random café for afternoon tea.

Maybe it's a matter of taste, the coffee in this shop is on the heavy side, thick and bitter, Fang Cheng just tried a bite and threw it aside, and instead concentrated on eating the pudding bread.

Fortunately, the freshly baked bread did not disappoint him, and the entrance was sweet and soft, very delicious.

"Yinyin, your father is so worried about you, he didn't sleep all night last night, you better come back quickly"

"Mom, I don't want to go back to China, so don't force me. ”

This familiar local accent made Fang Cheng, who was sitting in the corner, couldn't help but raise his head and glance at her.

It was a young girl in her mid-twenties, standing in line for coffee and whispering on the phone.

She was wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans, with light makeup on her face, and her shoulder-length hair that was dyed in several colors was casually draped.

However, what Fang Cheng noticed was not her appearance, but a red koi with a tattoo on her left arm jumping out of the lake and landing on top of the lotus.

And this tattoo he had seen on Lin Yi's arm.

"Yin Yin, are you trying to us off?"

"Mom, I won't tell you yet, I'll have to practice later. ”

She hung up the phone very decisively and chose to turn it off.

I took a cup of coffee from the clerk, swiped my card to pay, and turned around to leave.

"Girl, please stay"

At this time, a familiar Chinese language came into her ears. When she looked at the place where the voice came from, she found that it was a very good-looking Chinese teenager.

However, she did not stop as Fang Cheng wished, but chose to pass by.

The smile on Fang Cheng's face was suddenly a little embarrassed, and he touched it and said, "Girl, do you know a person named Lin Yi?"

"Hey, how do you know Xiaoyi?" her face changed slightly, and she looked at Fang Cheng with some excitement.

One of the four joyful events in life is to meet old acquaintances in a foreign land.

"She has this tattoo just like you," Fang Cheng smiled and pointed to her left arm.

"Oh, who are you?" she suddenly became interested in Fang Cheng's origins.

"Friends"

"Just friends, huh?" her instincts seemed particularly sensitive.

"Why don't you go back to China, it looks like there is going to be a war" Fang Cheng shook his head, refusing to answer such a boring question.

"Why should I go back to China, I shouldn't be able to fight this time, after all, Nordic and Huaxia both have nuclear weapons, and didn't you stay too?"

"I'm afraid that this time it will involve the whole of Northern Europe, so I advise you to plan ahead. ”

"How do you know...... I'm going to leave a phone call first?" she was about to say something, when suddenly her expression changed, and she hurriedly planned to go out, and as soon as she took two steps, she remembered that it was rare to meet her fellow countrymen in St. Nording Hill, and planned to have a chance to talk more in the future.

"Add me to Yixin," Fang Cheng had already prepared a napkin and handed it to her.

"It's fine, but I don't use it much, bye-bye," she slipped a tissue into her jeans pocket and hurried out of the café.

Fang Cheng looked at her back, and many thoughts flashed through his heart.

First, the origin of this girl is by no means simple, judging from the majesty of the inner family's true qi, she is at least one of the few powerhouses below the real level;

Second, Fang Cheng smelled a strong smell of blood on her body, which showed that she was deeply murderous, not as white as she seemed on the surface;

Third, many of the Chinese who are still in Northern Europe are still on the fence and do not believe that the two most powerful economies in the world will fight.

What Cheng needs to do now is to let them gradually understand the cruelty and inevitability of war step by step.

……

"Shao'an, are you feeling better?"

Anu poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Sun Shao'an, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Last night, he had a fever again, his body temperature once rose to more than 40 degrees, and his whole body seemed to have been roasted by fire, and the skin on his whole body looked a little dehydrated and wrinkled.

"Senior sister, the poison has been resolved, and I'm fine now. Sun Shaoan's smile was a little reluctant, and his face looked as if he had been covered with a layer of wax, and the oil was visible.

"It's okay if you're okay, I've already contacted the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, let's make a special plane back tomorrow, and the master is coming to Northern Europe." ”

"What, Master Fang, he's out of the customs?" Sun Shaoan was overjoyed.

"Well, yesterday he went to the Nordic government building and killed everyone. Anu nodded. Since Shao'an was seriously injured, she regretted more than once that she was too big and almost killed him.

Now that Fang Cheng is back, he will naturally help Sun Shaoan take revenge. Thinking of this, Anu couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"That's great, with Master Fang, our Huaxia can be regarded as turning the corner. Sun Shaoan took a deep breath.

Perhaps because he was breathing too hard, he actually hurt his lungs a little, and he couldn't help but cough violently.

"You can rest more, I'll go out and buy something to eat, and I'll call you when I come back." Anu patted him on the back, and Vientiane True Qi poured into Sun Shao'an's body without reservation, helping him dispel the pain.

"Okay" Sun Shaoan also knew that he had snatched back his life from the Ghost Gate, so he followed Anu's arrangement.

After helping him lie flat on the bed and gently covering the quilt, Anu left the room.

After she walked away, Sun Shaoan suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling quietly, his expression without sadness or joy.

Although in Anu's eyes, he is just a little junior brother, so he does not avoid suspicion whether it is to help him change his clothes or heal his wounds, but Sun Shaoan, who is a traditional person, has a lot of waves in his heart.

Fortunately, cultivators are not informal, and they don't feel embarrassed to get along with each other now.

Da-da-da-da

Just when Sun Shao'an was a little distracted, there was a sound of light footsteps outside the door.

"Senior sister, are you back?" he said, thinking that Anu had dropped something, and hurried back to the hotel.

"Stranger, I'm not that delicate little beauty. A deep male voice came from outside the door, and it was actually a very standard Chinese language.

Oops, found out!

Sun Shaoan's face suddenly changed greatly, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.