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Extra: Fabema's Veil

A drizzle of rain envelops the splendid Burj Al Arab!

On the top floor of a luxury hotel, in a 600-square-meter presidential suite, a 60-year-old Arab man dressed in white and wearing a white hat is holding a cigar with a ring made of top South African diamonds, looking at the hazy world outside and exhaling a puff of smoke, and then his eyes are swept over the shadow reflected by the glass, and the corners of his mouth are hooked with a touch of disdain:

"You are the messenger of Hengmen?"

The old Arab man threw out a sentence without anger, and then slowly turned around and glanced at Han Jian, who was not good at words, in addition to the six bodyguards with loaded guns, there were three young women with a compelling temperament, one blonde, one brown, and one was black, but compared to the first two, the black-haired woman wearing a veil and sitting alone on the sofa was a little more mysterious. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The three girls all have aggressive vigor and pride, but from the sitting and standing, you can judge that the three are inferior, the veil girl is more noble than the two companions around her, her eyes are not thick and not faint looking at Han Jian, when the old Arab man flicked his finger on the cigar and picked up the post and glanced coldly, the blonde stepped forward with an ashtray and caught the ash falling in mid-air:

"Your name is Han Jian?"

Han Jian, who was carrying a box with white lips, stood in the gap around him, with a touch of respect and kindness to the old man on his face, and his eyes were slightly red, and he responded politely: "Old Chief Matuza, good afternoon, I am Han Jian, from the capital Hengmen, this time I came to Dubai to pay homage to the old chief, on behalf of Heng Shao, I wish the old chief a long life than Nanshan, as blessed as the East China Sea!" ”

Although on the way to the hotel, Han Jian organized some fashionable congratulatory messages, but after seeing Le Jing, he cried completely, so that he completely forgot the words he had thought, and the nervousness of meeting the big man alone for the first time made him only throw out the old-fashioned and old-fashioned congratulatory words, as soon as these words came out, the veil girl's body shook a little, and she turned her head to suppress the smile at the corner of her mouth.

Compared with the disdain of the blonde girl and the old Arab, the veil girl was a little more interested in Han Jian, and seemed to be a little surprised how Hengmen would send Han Jian over, at this time, Han Jian, who looked nervous, bowed his head slightly, avoiding everyone's eyes to hide his embarrassment, and then, he quickly handed over a small box respectfully: "This is a gift from Heng Shao to the chief!" ”

Han Jian, who was a little dry and had hot forehead, added softly: "A little heart, please smile!" ”

"Legend has it that Heng Shao is an immortal powerhouse who is wise and martial, and the children of Hengmen are all outstanding one by one、、、"

The old Arab man didn't take the gift himself, and the brown-haired girl took it with a slight tilt of his head, and when the latter slowly opened it to check, the old man looked at Han Jian with a contemptuous face and snorted: "But when I see you, not only do I not feel the excellence of the Hengmen disciples, I even feel that the rumors of Heng Shao are full of moisture, are your hands worth a hundred dollars?" ”

Without waiting for Han Jian, whose face changed slightly, to open his mouth to respond to anything, the small box also snapped open, in the contempt of the blonde and others, the old Arab man locked the gift in the box at a glance, a delicate meat cleaver, although the workmanship is very fine, and the materials are also careful, but after all, it is a meat cleaver, the value is limited, and the corner of the old man's mouth hooked a touch of banter:

"I thought Heng Shao would send a hundred blood diamonds, or a British-made private jet!"

The old man picked up the cleaver, and then pointed out the window: "Do you see the sports cars, planes and yachts outside?" It was all congratulatory gifts from the rest of the magnates, and the worst one was an Aston Martin! He also walked up to the veiled lady and said, "Even the gift from my granddaughter Fabema is a pipe made of three hundred and sixty diamonds!" ”

"She's my granddaughter, she doesn't have to please me at all, but she also spends a lot of effort, Hengmen is child's play!"

Before the veiled girl opened her mouth to respond, the old Arab added: "Hengmen's meat cleaver is worth only a thousand to die, but you have humiliated me by giving it as a gift?" Or humiliate Hengmen? It's really disappointing to me, an old-fashioned person, a parallel knife, a messenger, a congratulatory gift, and Hengmen's birthday greetings are too ridiculous! ”

When the blonde girls showed a touch of disdain on their faces, the veil girl gently tugged at the old man's slender sleeves, glanced at Han Jian and whispered: "Grandpa, the courtesy is light and affectionate, and it is our honor for the guests to come to pay their respects, so why bother with the size of the gift?" Besides, we are rich and rival countries, and there is no shortage of curiosities and exotic things, so there is no need to embarrass the envoys! ”

She also squeezed out a sentence empatheticly: "What's more, he is also acting on orders!" ”

"If you have a heart, you must also have sincerity!"

The old Arab man still snorted heavily, and threw the meat cleaver back to Han Jian: "You bring the gift back, bring it back to Heng Shao, and say that I know his mind, but the place in Dubai is too small, there is no place to put this cheap thing, and you will go to the warehouse with my housekeeper to pick up one thing later, pick at will, let him know, let him know what a gift is!" ”

When a touch of helplessness crossed the veil girl's face, Han Jian exhaled a breath of heat, his face dissipated the usual nervousness, and he held the meat cleaver and said lightly: "Chief Matuzha, it's not that Hengmen is stingy or Hengmen is ridiculous, but this messenger's gift is actually the highest match of the old chief, Hengmen's rank has always been strict, and it is also strict courtesy to outsiders!" ”

"For friends of great value, Hengmen will send the most important members to prepare the most valuable gifts!"

Han Jian suppressed the discomfort of his body, and looked at the old man with blazing eyes: "For forces of average value, Hengmen also has matching children to envoy, give due respect; Han Jian was born poor, and he has never read a book, and he is still a mess in dealing with people, and he has no strengths except for a little brute strength, so he can only go to a dispensable place like Dubai! ”

Han Jian also raised the meat chopper in his hand, and Mu Ne had a smile on his face: "Don't tell the old chief, this meat chopper is actually a very valuable gift, the chief doesn't know, sixteen days ago, I was assigned to meet a German mayor to negotiate three hundred acres of commercial land, and I only carried a handful of bananas and three apples in my hand, worth eight euros!" ”

"The old chief can get a meat cleaver, Heng Shao is already giving heaven a big face!"

"Bastard!"

The blonde shouted: "Dare to insult the chief, look for death!" ”

When the words fell, she stepped forward with an arrow, and kicked Han Jian without hesitation, the speed was dazzling, under the playful gaze of the old Arab man, I saw Han Jian's left hand probed, and lightly framed the long leg that kicked over, and then twisted and lifted, the blonde snorted, and flew out like a broken kite, smashing over the three companions.

"How dare you hurt someone?"

Before the veil girl could stop it, the other brown girl's face changed, and when she saw her sister injured, she didn't think about the consequences at all, and she didn't weigh the domineering of Han Jian's shot just now, and she also rushed forward with an arrow step, and Han Jian's figure with a calm face suddenly appeared, and he weirdly deceived into the arms of the brown-haired girl, he took everything back, and the brown-haired girl's body was shocked!

She stroked her throat with her hand and retreated, there was no scream, no blood spattered, just tears on her face, her head was dizzy and unable to react, this gap, Han Jian reached out with his left hand, and took out four knives from the waist of the brown-haired girl, and then spun up like the wind, and the wide clothes flew around, and in the thick and rough palms, the four knives broke through the air.

People only have five fingers, one hand and four knives.

"Whoosh!"

When Fabema's face changed and turned over in front of his grandfather, the old Arab man only felt a flower in front of them, and then saw four bodyguards holding guns and shouting forward, their shoulders fell back sharply, and under the huge momentum, the whole body flew backwards and flew upside down, with a knife stabbed in their shoulders, and then their bodies fell heavily to the ground.

The gun then slipped out of his palm, and the blood fell on the carpet, making it look shocking.

"Offended!"

Han Jian held the meat cleaver that was not accepted, and maintained a posture of attacking at any time, but his face dispersed the simplicity and nervousness of his usual days, his eyes became as cold as the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and even Mu Ne's expression became murderous, and he looked at the eyes of the old Arab people and girls, mocking and contemptuous, like a god looking down on insects and ants.

The bodyguards who poured in subconsciously stopped, and the green tendons of the hands holding the guns protruded.

When the rest of the people were about to rush up, the veiled girl shouted, "Stop! ”

The blonde girls were slightly stunned when they heard this, and looked at the old Arab man, the old chief bit his cigar and waved his hand lightly to stop them from attacking Han Jian, and also stopped the veil girl from making a sound, and then looked at Han Jian and sneered: "This is my territory, you dare to be so presumptuous, believe it or not, I can kill you all with an order?" ”

"Believe, of course I do!"

Han Jian, who has always been not good at words, picked up a collar button and responded: "Just ask the old chief to know that before I die, you will definitely die, and my sword will definitely kill you, you don't need to question it, and after I die, Hengmen will definitely raze the Matuza family, Heng Shao is good at everything, but he is very bad at one point!" ”

"That's the short-guard!"

It seems that Le Jing's incident has brought him too much pain, and at this moment Han Jian burst out of his potential: "Once the Hengmen disciples have any accidents, he will definitely dismantle the opponent into eight pieces, and slaughter the entire family of the other party, and completely disregard any long-term interests, and will not accept peace negotiations, this is the case with the Tangjiazhuang bloodbath, and the same is true with the Ya clan being bombed!" ”

When the corners of the old Arab man's mouth twitched slightly, and the eyes of the veiled girl flashed with a glint of light, Han Jian added: "We have advised him many times, but he just didn't listen, and said that he was born with this temper, so before the old chief kills me, he must tell his nephew to leave Dubai quickly, otherwise he will really be exterminated, and the process will be quite cruel!" ”

The old chief's eyes lit up: "Threaten me? ”

Han Jian is neither humble nor arrogant: "How dare Han Jian threaten the chief, just kind words when he is dying!" ”

The old Arab man's eyes stared sharply at Han Jian, looking at the latter like a sharp knife, Han Jian straightened his body slightly, and met the other party's gaze without fear, he didn't care about the black men and women around him, just firmly held the meat cutter and the red sword, there was no danger, but it gave people a sense of readiness, so that Fabema did not dare to leave the Arab old man half a step.

"Kind words on the verge of death、、、 very good, very good!"

The old Arab man suddenly spat out a puff of smoke: "Fabema, take him down!" ”

"Whoosh!"

When Han Jian's face changed slightly, the veiled woman made a move instantly, a little golden mang looked extremely dazzling in the presidential suite, touching the knife, shaking his hand, in one go, Han Jian's pupils constricted, and he subconsciously dodged to the side, but a sharp pain still came from his shoulder, and the opponent's knife was too fast, although he dodged with all his might, it still cut through the skin.

Of course, it had to do with his body aches, he felt hot all over his body, and he was a little tired.

In the playful smile of the old man who cheered slightly, the veiled woman's body moved and slid out of a step, snorted and shot again, two golden knives were thrown out of the sleeve again, the corners of Han Jian's mouth moved, and he moved his body again like a cheetah to dodge, but there were still two more scars on the waist and thighs, not deep, but a trace of blood flowed.

Han Jian was surprised by the ferocious speed of the opponent's flying knife, and the veil girl was also surprised by Han Jian's dodging pace.

Seeing that Han Jian had three more scars on his body, although he had not yet hit the latter hard, it somewhat symbolized that his skills were inferior, so the old Arab man wanted to shout Han Jian to admit defeat and control the conflict between the two sides within the controllable range, but as soon as the words came out, Han Jian's face did not have the slightest solemnity and fear, but instead showed a trace of relief, as if it was an honor to be injured.

His right hand still holds the hilt of the sword, as steady as Mount Tai, and it is held tighter than usual, it seems that when he is sad and troubled, painful and helpless, only the red sword in his arms can give him the strength to stabilize, the old Arab man can read the feelings, that is, an absolute trust, which makes the old Arab face ugly, and inexplicably a trace of worry:

"Quick Fix!"

These four words are a command, the veiled woman who has succeeded in succession, her body bounced out with a bow, her delicate body was instantly full of wildness, she rushed forward quickly, and a momentum was born, and a small knife in her hand turned into a light! A sword light! A dazzling knife light like the moonrise in the East China Sea, which makes people subconsciously close their eyes!

The terrifying strength of the veil woman is displayed at a glance at this moment!

"Whoosh!"

The Han sword, which retreated again and again, faced the thunderous attack, the hand holding the hilt of the sword, pressed seventy percent of the force, and with this grip, the momentum of the whole person changed drastically in an instant.

Clear rain, wash off the dust on the pearl, brilliant, shining, thousand.

Red sword, unsheathed!

In the fierce golden light, a red light flashed.

"Ding!"

With a light sound, the movements of the two sides suddenly condensed, all the air currents sank, everything in heaven and earth, at this moment, seemed to have all stopped, in the eyes of everyone, Han Jian's sword had been sheathed, no one could see how he made the sword and didn't even know what the sword was, the golden knife, just on the shoulder of Han Jian, in a millimeter, but did not stab down.

It's not that the veiled woman is merciful, but her whole body has stiffened, and the face covered by the black veil is full of surprise that is difficult to hide at the moment.

Just when the old Arab man stared wide-eyed with his cigar and the rest of the people were also looking at this strange phenomenon, with a "dang" sound, the golden knife turned into dozens of pieces and fell to the ground, mottled and dotted the carpet, and in the exclamation of everyone, the black gauze also split in half and fell from Fabema's face, clearly showing the girl's delicate and energetic face.

Under the dark veil, Sai Xue's skin, towering nose bridge, long eyelashes, cold wind blowing, clothes are close-fitting, her slender and soft body is outlined more and more beautiful and moving, and the dark hair lining the bare jade skin and ice muscles around the neck are even more fair and delicate, as if there is a faint light, it is really bright and incomprehensible, Han Jian was also slightly stunned when he saw this.

"Ahh

Looking at the shards and veils, the blondes stiffened slightly, time seemed to freeze, and the air seemed to freeze, what kind of sword is this、、、 There was silence for a moment, only the wind blew through the cracks in the window, and compared to their surprise, the Veil Girl who fought in person was even more stunned, and seemed to have difficulty accepting the result.

With a knife in her sleeve, there is no one in Dubai.

But now, she was chopped into powder by the Han sword, this strength really shocked her, and in addition to being shocked, her eyes were more soft, and there was a faint appreciation.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I cut your veil!"

Although he won the victory, but Han Jian was not happy at all, he came here to worship his birthday, not to fight with others, although it was the old chief who trampled on the Hengmen first, but he was still heartbroken about the mess of things, and at the same time, seeing the veil that was cut by himself, his body was slightly shocked, he was not very familiar with Dubai customs, and he didn't know if it would cause trouble for the girl.

He has always been a master who thinks about other people's emotions first, whether it is his own family or his enemies, so he quickly picked up the half of the veil, handed it back to the girl who couldn't cry or laugh, and gave a deep bow: "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to, you cover it quickly, I'll compensate you tomorrow, if you cause any trouble, I'm willing to be responsible!" ”

He looked apologetic, like a child in trouble.

The Veil Girl whispered, "It's okay, it's okay、、、"

She changed from the fierce and unprecedentedly gentle just now, and the eyes of the rest of the people looking at Han Jian not only paid more attention, but also had a trace of complicated emotions towards that veil.

I don't know how long it took, the old Arab man dissipated his stunned momentum, transformed into a touch of kindness that the old man should have, and finally let out a hearty laugh, waved his hand to let the bodyguards around him retreat, and his eyes fell on Han Jian and smiled: "Boy, there is a kind, I have heard of Hengmen and Heng Shao's names, but I have always felt that it is exaggerated, the most important thing is to see is believing!" ”

He slowly walked in front of Han Jian, stretched out his hand and patted the latter's shoulder and said with a smile: "If it weren't for me personally comprehending the domineering of Hengmen, others would not have looked down on you even if they broke the sky, but when I saw it today, I found out that the rumors are true, even you, a soy sauce-like character, have this brazen and not humble or arrogant, and can still defeat my Fabema!" ”

"It's not simple, it's not simple, Heng Shao must only be more amazing."

"Thank you, chief, for your praise, I'm sorry for offending just now!"

Han Jian was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then resumed his respect: "Han Jian is stupid, he didn't understand the chief's intentions in time, and he injured a lot of your old man's bodyguards, and I am really ashamed!" He also took out a bank card from his arms, and in the stunned eyes of the veil girls, Han Jian squeezed out a sentence: "I will pay for their medical and nutritional expenses!" ”

"I just don't know if Huaguo's card can be used here?"

"Flutter!"

Before the old Arab man could respond, the veil girl first turned her head and covered her mouth and laughed, as if she was amused by Han Jian's words and deeds, and the old Arab man also laughed, and glanced at Han Jian playfully, a little helpless and a little dazed, obviously a little unable to see through Han Jian: "If you don't fight, you don't know each other, why bother with these cheesy details?" ”

"Besides, the matter was caused by me, we can solve it ourselves, you are a passing guest, and you can live in the hotel with peace of mind!"

"You were also injured by Fabema's throwing knife just now, and my medical team will come back to treat you later!"

"In Dubai, no matter what you toss, what you eat and drink, even if you get into any trouble, it's all on my account!"

The attitude of the old Arab man came to a hundred and eighty degrees, and the hand holding the Han sword was like an old friend for many years: "Tomorrow night, come to the bonfire party, I will introduce some friends to you, come here, the most expensive wine, the most tender meat, the most beautiful dance, greet the messenger of Hengmen!" He also threw a target at the blonde, and his voice carried a majesty:

"Tell Habsi to come back and do a little favor, don't mess around with that woman all day, if it weren't for my dead sister's sake, I would have kicked him out!"

He snorted: "All day long, I will only be a dog and a horse, and I haven't grown any progress, hurry up and call him, and let him greet Han Jian all the way these days!" ”

"Grandpa, I'm here to greet you!"

She stretched out her slender hand to Han Jian, and introduced herself with a faint smile: "Fabema! ”

Han Jian opened his mouth to return, but his body shook and he fell to the ground, unconscious、、、

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"Hmm!"

A luscious and warm soup flowed down his throat, and his hungry and constricted stomach immediately relaxed and stretched, as if the arid land had been nourished and watered, and Han Jian, who felt the mellow fragrance in his mouth, opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a very white and beautiful hand, holding a very white and very small spoon, and feeding a cup of thick, hot soup into his mouth.

Taking advantage of the spoon leaving from his mouth, Han Jian coughed lightly, squinted his eyes slightly and looked around, and found that it was the veil girl who fed him, Han Jian was a little surprised that she was here, and she was still serving herself so carefully, she wanted to struggle up but felt soreness all over her body, there was a touch of solemnity between his eyebrows, and he didn't know what happened to his body.

At this time, seeing him wake up, Fabema had a bright smile on his face: "Are you awake?" I thought you were going to sleep until tomorrow morning! ”

"This is the American ginseng stewed black chicken I just learned, and I heard my Chinese mother-in-law say that it is the most supplementative, and it seems to be effective."

Han Jian wanted to shut his mouth, but a spoonful of thick chicken soup came to his mouth again, he really couldn't refuse, he took a sip, and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty: "What's wrong with me?" He tried to recall what happened at the beginning, but he couldn't remember anything, only fainted in the hotel, and then asked: "What about the rest of the Hengmen brothers?" Where are they? ”

"You've got a fever, forty-one hours, and you're injured again, and there's still pressure in your heart!"

The veil girl's voice softly relieved Han Jian's anxiety: "It can be said that I am exhausted, so the dust is settled, and I can't bear it if I am relaxed, so I fainted in the hotel!" When Han Jian nodded in amazement, Fabema laughed again: "You are our honored guest, and I left scars on your body again, so I persuaded my grandfather to take care of you!" ”

"Don't worry, I have learned a little medical skills, and I can take good care of you!"

At this time, several elites of the Zhao clan flashed at the door, and they were all excited when they saw Han Jian wake up, and then nodded to the latter to confirm that what Faberma said was true, and when Han Jian showed a touch of gratitude, Faberma threw out another sentence: "The doctor has treated your injuries and given you three injections, and I rechecked it half an hour ago, and all body indicators are normal!" ”

The veil girl fed a spoonful of chicken soup, and then comforted Han Jian softly: "It is estimated that you will be able to get up tomorrow morning, but you must remember to rest well these days and make up for it, and the rest of the Hengmen brothers, I will arrange them next door, you can call them in at any time, rest assured, we will not have malicious intentions, you are now our most honored guest!" ”

She smiled playfully: "After seeing your sword style, who else dares to go against Hengmen?" ”

"Thank you!"

Han Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt a little more embarrassed: "Your flying knife is much faster than my sword, I can beat you just with a different mentality, you are the granddaughter of the old chief, and you just want to teach me a lesson about this arrogant man, and I am the messenger of Hengmen, and I am responsible for this birthday worship and negotiation, if I mess up this matter, I will not have the face to go back to see people!" ”

"So I went all out, and then narrowly defeated you, if I really want to fight to the death, I'm afraid I will be shot by you!"

Fabema had a smile on her face, tranquil, warm, and charming, although what Han Jian said was reasonable, and it sounded like that, but she knew in her heart that no matter whether she was in danger of life or death, she was definitely not Han Jian's opponent, and the reason why Han Jian said this was just to give herself a step down, and it also made her feel better, this man had a very good character.

For the rest of the men, I was afraid that they would have already added fuel and vinegar to show her strength to convince her.

Fabema, who was pinching the spoon, thought about this, the corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked an arc, and then she no longer continued the topic just now, but fed the American ginseng chicken soup spoonful by spoon into Han Jian's mouth, and finally, she looked at the man on the bed and smiled faintly: "Aren't you strange?" I've always been taken care of by someone else all my life, and I've never taken care of anyone else. ”

There was a small window in the room, and the wind and rain outside the window were still hazy.

Her eyes had been removed from Han Jian's face, and she was looking at the wind and rain outside the window stupidly, although the sky was a little gray, but her eyes were very bright, did she remember those days when she was taken care of a long, long time ago? After a long time, she slowly continued: "I now know that no matter whether I am taken care of or taken care of by others, it turns out that it is like ......this."

"Such a good thing!"

She is not a girl who is kind to words, she thought for a long time to come up with the word "good" to describe her feelings, but Han Jian can understand her feelings, it is by no means a "good" word can be described, that also includes satisfaction, safety and happiness, just take care of herself, Han Jian felt flattered: "Actually, you don't have to take care of me!" ”

He smiled bitterly: "A high fever is nothing to me, just stay up!" ”

"I do, I'm happy."

Faberma gave six words very directly, not a reason but more provocative, just like the wind blowing in slowly, Han Jian who looked at it closely, for the first time found that her smile was so innocent, Faberma knew that Han Jian was looking at her, and her voice came out softly: "When I didn't wear a veil, did I look like an old woman?" Isn't it cute at all? ”

"Otherwise, why would you refuse me to take care of you?"

Han Jian hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, you are beautiful!" I don't want you to take care of it, because I can't afford it, you are a princess, and I am a Hengmen."

wanted to say that he was soy sauce, but he felt that this was invisibly belittling the other party, so he bit his lip and looked tangled.

"No, no?"

Fabema smiled even more joyfully: "You're such an interesting person. ”

Han Jian smiled bitterly: "Interesting people? You're the first to say I'm funny, I'm clumsy and more like a wood! Then he touched his head again and looked at the luxurious room: "Miss Fabema, thank you for taking care of me so much when I was sick, but I think we should go back, I booked three rooms at the Hilton!" ”

"Wood?"

Faberma smiled as gently as a spring breeze: "Wood can use such a sword? Then she didn't wait for Han Jian to respond, pulled a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth: "Don't you talk about going back, okay?" You can rest assured that you will take care of your body here, and grandpa will treat you well, if you let you go, his old man will scold me and bloody! ”

"I will also feel that Hengmen looks down on him, which is not interesting enough!"

When Han Jian frowned and pondered, Fabema naturally took his hand: "And if you leave now, I will definitely be very uncomfortable, I haven't taken you to Dubai yet!" Then she seemed to think of something: "Are you distressed about the reservation fee?" Don't worry, I have let the hotel return the full amount to the Hengmen account! ”

In the face of such a straightforward overture, Han Jian was slightly stunned, embarrassed and grateful, and then withdrew his hand, wanting to say thank you but was blocked by Fabema's outstretched fingers, the girl with the title of princess grabbed the words and asked softly: "By the way, who is Le Jing?" You shouted several times when you were unconscious, and you were still crying, your wife or girlfriend? ”

"At that time, you were very sad and painful!"

There was a look of curiosity on her face, and a nervousness that she didn't even know about.

"She's the one I've loved, and now she's gone with me, she's doing well!"

Han Jian finished explaining in a few words, then closed his eyes and sighed, "Is there any wine here?" ”

Fabema replied softly, "Not here, but I can go get it." "The patient shouldn't be drinking, why should he drink? Is it because there are unsolvable troubles and pains in my heart? But drinking doesn't solve anything, so what's in it for him to get drunk? Faberma didn't think about this, as long as Han Jian didn't leave, he could do anything.

She was obsessed with the elegance of that sword, and she was curious about this wooden man.

Moreover, the falling veil also carries one of her promises、、、

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