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Zou Yu looked at them, and then turned his head to look at Fan Yingying: "Even the police are fake, so should these things be 。。。。。。 Before she could finish speaking, she quickly stood up and rushed to the bathroom, and soon there was a sound of retching.

Fan Yingying was not at ease, got up to chase after her, and as soon as she ran two steps, she heard Jian Seventeen say: "The police are real, but it is not necessarily whether they were talking to us just now." ”

Fan Yingying paused, turned her head to look at Jian Seventeen: "You mean they were taken on by someone?" ”

Jian Seventeen nodded: "But I don't practice enough, so I can't see their identity." ”

Zou Yu walked out of the bathroom by himself, his face turned white: "No, they won't drug these foods, right?" ”

Fan Yingying reached out to help her, and the two sat next to each other on the sofa, and Zou Yu hurriedly threw the box of cookies aside.

"That's not going to happen, the things are real, the people are real, they probably just want to use these two policemen to come and find out about us." Sword Seventeen obviously didn't take this matter seriously.

Zou Yu suppressed his throat: "Don't eat anything if it's okay, if you think about it, you will be guilty of it, so let's throw it away." ”

Han Sicheng didn't speak, bowing his head and pondering something.

When he went to Sifeng Mountain at night, Han Sicheng was very silent all the way, and after the two policemen came to the door, he had been thinking about a question.

How can I take the spirit jade from Fan Yingying's body, only by getting rid of that piece of spirit jade can Fan Yingying really get out and stay away from these things.

In recent times, a lot of things have happened, and the frequency has become more and more frequent, and it has even involved Fan Yingying's family.

This kind of thing is absolutely not tolerable for him, and he can't watch Fan Yingying embark on this road of no return.

From the very beginning, he pulled Fan Yingying to cultivate, just so that she could completely refine the spirit jade, and then get rid of the spirit jade, instead of now, being used by the spirit jade, bothering to suck the spirit energy, and dealing with those greedy peepers.

Han Sicheng didn't speak, and Fan Yingying didn't know what to say, so she could only cooperate with him to be silent.

Fan Yingying stared at the dark outside the car window and couldn't see the night, and her mood was very low.

After the two policemen left today, neither Han Sicheng nor Jian Seventeen mentioned it, but she knew that the purpose of those people was the spiritual jade in her body.

And for the prying eyes of these people, she can't do anything, there is no other way to get rid of it except wait and endure.

The car was parked in the parking lot on the edge of Sifeng Mountain, and it was empty and dark all around.

Han Sicheng locked the car and took Fan Yingying to the mountain road together, and the mountain wind blew with a chill through the bones.

Fan Yingying shrunk her neck, stood up the collar of her clothes to block the wind, and felt that the mountain wind was a lot smaller all of a sudden, and when she turned her head, she saw Han Sicheng standing in the position of the right wind outlet.

"Let's go." Han Sicheng naturally stretched out his hand to support her, and the two walked up hand in hand.

The mountain road is rugged, and although it has been artificially repaired, it is still difficult to walk at night.

The two of them walked very slowly, watching the road ahead while watching their feet carefully.

After walking for a while, Han Sicheng suddenly shouted, "Yingying? ”

"Huh?" Fan Yingying agreed, and just wanted to ask, she tripped under her feet, and hurriedly used Han Sicheng's strength to stabilize her body.

"Are you alright?" Han Sicheng asked with concern.

"It's fine." Fan Yingying replied, waiting for him to continue the question just now.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't see Han Sicheng speak, and I couldn't help but be stunned: "Did you have something to ask me just now?" Fan Yingying turned her head to look at Han Sicheng.

"Watch your step." Han Sicheng instructed, and helped her to go up the mountain more carefully.

was interrupted by him like this, and when she reached the top of the mountain, Fan Yingying remembered this matter.

This time, without waiting for her to ask, Han Sicheng took the initiative to say: "I wanted to ask you before, have you ever thought about what you plan to do after you really refine the spirit jade one day?" ”

After refining the spirit jade?

She had been thinking about this question for quite some time, and now when she was asked, she answered it very quickly: "Of course, take it out and throw it away." ”

"Are you sure?" Han Sicheng seemed happy to hear her answer, and a faint line appeared at the corner of his eyes: "Spirit jade can make people immortal, and if you cultivate, it can help you with thousands of years of spiritual power." ”

"What do you do if you don't have anything to live so long?" Fan Yingying smiled, she may have been a little hesitant about this matter before, but now she has become more and more determined: "Since this jade pendant is such a good treasure, there are naturally countless people who want to get it, just like those ancient martial arts cheats, everyone rushes to it, and those who really get it often don't get a good death." ”

Han Sicheng snorted and laughed, sweeping away his previous gloomy mood: "You are very much like my master when you say this." ”

Fan Yingying also smiled: "Your master loves to talk at length if he has nothing to do?" ”

"That's not it, it's just that he's a very nagging person, and I'm always afraid that others won't understand something, so I'm going to talk over and over again." Han Sicheng pulled Fan Yingying up a big slope, and saw that he was about to reach the top of the mountain.

Fan Yingying took his hand and struggled gently: "Don't you say that monks have always been silent, but most of the words they say have their special meanings, why did they become chattery when they reach your mouth?" ”

Han Sicheng raised his foot and kicked away a broken stone on the side of the road: "Monks are also people, even if they really don't like to talk, it's because of their personality, haven't you seen my senior brother?" How much he can say. ”

Fan Yingying thought about it and smiled: "Sometimes when I hear you talk about the master and the senior brother, it feels like I have crossed over." ”

Han Sicheng pulled her over a piece of dry grass growing on the side of the road: "Do you think there is a label attached here when you look at me, monk?" He gestured to his forehead.

Fan Yingying laughed: "How come, you don't look like a monk." ”

"Then what should a monk look like?" Han Sicheng turned his head to look at her, with a smile in his eyes.

Fan Yingying pointed to his head: "No hair, big belly, quite rich, laugh first when you see people without talking." ”

Han Sicheng was happy: "Why do I think the person you said is Miaojue!" ”

Fan Yingying: "Don't say it, it seems to be a bit bit." ”

The two laughed at each other for a while, and the previously somewhat depressed atmosphere eased down, and when they reached the top of the mountain, Han Sicheng suddenly said, "Actually, I've been worried all along. ”

"Worried about what?" Fan Yingying didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Han Sicheng looked at her, shook his head, smiled, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Don't worry about it now." (To be continued.) )