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The dragon is in the empty dragon, and he is quite innocent.

He was sent by the Long family to go to the ancient city of Shule to bid for the black dragon dragon ball, which was originally inevitable.

As a result, there was a shootout inexplicably, and the Black Dragon Dragon Ball was snatched away.

He can't be blamed for this.

He didn't know there would be robbers there.

Who knew that a phone call went home and was scolded by his father.

The reason for scolding him turned out to be that he didn't understand the news of the Yin Dragon Vein, which put the Long family in a passive situation in a major incident.

Do you think this matter is unjust?

Obviously, he came to buy jade, but no one told him to pay attention to other things.

The dragon has a small temper in the air, and he doesn't want to go home, let alone stay in such a chaotic place in the northern Xinjiang.

I thought, let's come to Jinghua.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, there is no need to worry about safety, there is still something to play.

Who knew that he had just adjusted his mentality and came to the safest entertainment venue, Jinghua Seven Star Club.

I didn't wait to let go to play, but there was an explosion.

This gave Long Da a rare illusion.

The robbers had chased him here.

Of course, he wasn't so arrogant as to think he was important.

It is impossible for a gang of robbers to chase him from northern Xinjiang to Jinghua.

After all, since his sister Dragon City City was abandoned by the Long family, his status has also plummeted.

He really doesn't have much money all over his body, and it's worth a gang of robbers to chase him all the way.

He just wondered why even Jinghua had become so insecure.

Of course, it doesn't matter either.

Jinghua was not safe, so he went home.

I don't believe that there can be anyone who runs to the courtyard of Mingzhu Long's deep house to cause trouble.

What he was most concerned about was whether the black-faced little beggar had been kicked to death by him just now.

Obviously a big pool of blood, the person who died so much that he couldn't die anymore suddenly jumped up.

Is this a deception, or a resurrection?

The answer is, neither.

The blood all over the ground is at most a prop used in making a movie.

It's not the beggar who has a black face, it's the young black killer, the spur.

On a main road in Jinghua, a BMW car was speeding away.

The spur who was driving, with an aggrieved expression on his face, had the intention to dodge Ye Xiaodao's hand that slapped his head, but he didn't dare to really dodge.

"Stupid, stupid! You can't act, what can you expect to do in the future? ”

Ye Xiaodao scolded loudly, not to mention how hideous his expression was.

They came here and used a clever trick to successfully assassinate the Flower Night God in front of Shen Qingwu, attracting the attention of these two women.

But in action, Spurs' performance was really unacceptable.

Just now, Shen Qingwu didn't even touch him, he actually added drama to himself, screaming and running away, which really lost the face of Ye Xiaodao, his brother-in-law.

That action is too fake.

A discerning person can see the problem as long as he calms down and thinks about it.

This is unclear, does it make Shen Qingwu suspicious.

"Fortunately, there is a teacher here, otherwise, our operation would have been a complete failure."

Ye Xiaodao slapped the back of the spur's head again, and then turned his head to the white-eyed old man in the back seat, showing a flattering smile, and said, "Teacher, your demeanor is absolutely unparalleled."

If you hadn't made a move at a critical moment, causing huge pressure on Shen Qingwu, she wouldn't have run out with us.

Having said that, teacher, your disguise and disguise technique is also the pinnacle.

And your swordsmanship.

I never knew you were so good at swordsmanship.

You've never taught me this skill. ”

Ye Xiaodao's dog-legged appearance has won the ruthless eyes of the spur.

But after rolling his eyes, he also turned back to the people in the back seat and cast a look of adoration.

Huaxia Kung Fu has an incomparably great mystery and attraction for foreigners.

This is the first time Spur has seen real Chinese swordsmanship, and of course, like his brother-in-law, he also wants to learn it well.

The white-eyed old man sitting in the back seat, what white-eyed old man, that is Qin Yuguan.

When the four great birdmen of Longteng were assigned tasks before, Qin Yuguan's task was to come here to attract the attention of Hua Yeshen and Shen Qingwu.

used the method of chasing and killing, forcing the flower night god not to return to the Valley of Flames.

For this reason, Qin Laoqi specially summoned Ye Xiaodao and Spur to his side, and planned it carefully, which led to the scene in front of the Seven Star Club just now.

The duration of the mission to contain the god of flowers and nights is three days at most.

Three days later, Lao Qin was going to flash, and he definitely couldn't let Shen Qingwu know his true identity.

This will be disguised as the current white-eyed old man.

As for why is his swordsmanship so brilliant?

Does this question matter.

"You want to learn a sword?"

Qin Laoqi straightened the white beard on his face and asked softly.

Ye Xiaodao nodded reverently: "I want to learn." ”

"Okay, then I have an upper sword, a middle sword and a lower sword here, which one do you want to learn, or do you want to learn both?"

"Of course, I want to learn."

"Okay, then start with the most basic sword, what do you say?"

"Yes, yes."

Ye Xiaodao's head was like a chicken chattering rice, and he couldn't wait to start learning mastery swordsmanship now.

As a result, Qin Laoqi raised his hand and slapped him on the head, scolding: "What a fart, you kid dare to say that my old man uses the sword technique of the sword?" ”

"No, it's not the teacher you said, ah, it's not the sword, it's not the sword."

Ye Xiaodao has the heart to cry.

He really didn't expect that he, an unsmiling teacher, would still play this kind of stalk that has long been used on the Internet.

Qin Yuguan smiled slightly: "Then do you still want to learn?" ”

"Don't study, don't study, teacher, have a good rest."

Ye Xiaodao hurriedly turned around and went back, only to see the black face of the spur coming up: "Brother-in-law, what is the next sword?" If you don't learn, I want to learn. ”

"You learn to be a fart! You're cheap enough, drive well. ”

Ye Xiaodao reached out and slapped Spur's head.

Just like a inheritance, the style that completely belongs to Qin Yuguan's line will be passed on slowly.

Under the manipulation of the aggrieved spurs, the car turned around, drove out of the main road, and sped all the way in the direction of the suburbs of Jinghua.

In the back, there is a sports car snatched by Shen Qingwu.

Miss Shen, who vowed to catch the killer, just took the Flower Night God and walked all the way east, getting farther and farther away from the Valley of Flames.

The night is getting darker.

Under Qin Yuguan's dark box operation, it should be impossible for Hua Yeshen, a woman who was supposed to go to the Valley of Flames, to go there.

And those other women in Southern Li should not have been involved in the Valley of Flames, but they were in danger of being forcibly taken there.

Jinghua General Hospital.

Jiang Moran gently teased a little boy who had just been born for three days.

The boy's mother was lying on a bed next to her, with a motherly smile on her face.

It's hard to imagine that an art school girl who originally had a day and no tomorrow, and didn't know who she would marry in this life, could one day become what she is now, full of maternal love and responsibility.

The continuation of life is indeed the most amazing event in the world.

It's just that no one knows who the father of this child is.

Even the mother, who was a mother, couldn't be sure which of the four young people who had played with her in the first place.

Whoever it was, she decided.

She can never let her children have any connection with the young master like those scumbags.

"Dr. Jiang, could you please give my child a name?"

The mother on the hospital bed watched Dr. Jiang say this.

Jiang Moran was slightly stunned, and opened his mouth to say that the name should be the child's father's business.

But when the words came to her lips, she immediately swallowed them back.

She once wanted to give birth to Li Nannan very much, but there was no movement, and as a result, she developed a natural love for all children.

Especially the little boy in front of her, who can be called a miracle, made her extremely happy just by looking at it, and then she had an in-depth understanding of the situation of the mother and son.

As a result, of course, we know the cause and effect of the incident.

This child's father is completely a shadowless existence.

Unless, do a DNA test, you can find out who it is.

However, it is clear.

The child's mother didn't have such an idea, and she didn't even plan to let the child's biological father appear in front of their mother and son again.

At this moment, it was proposed that Dr. Jiang name the child entirely because Jiang Moran had taken good care of them in the past few days, so that the child's mother really recognized her.

"It's—okay. Xu Jia, I like this kid very much, so it's better to recognize him as my godson. I'm the godmother, naming him, it's also the past, what do you think? ”

Jiang Moran really likes children, so he didn't hesitate to put forward the suggestion of admitting his son.

The art school girl named Xu Jia is, of course, desperate for it.

After being hospitalized in Jinghua General Hospital for so long, don't look at Xu Jia as just a patient, but she has definitely learned more things than ordinary patients.

As a woman who can climb onto the bed of a famous young master in Jinghua, this is a compulsory skill for her to see people's eyes.

Not to mention anything else, just look at whose energy power is higher than whom, this ability is still there.

For the past two days, Jiang Moran has been staying in her hospital room.

Originally, she was not treated well, but she was often taken care of by various chief physicians of the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology, and even yesterday afternoon, even the director of the main hospital came here to stand here for a while.

On the surface, he came to see the patient on ward rounds.

But in fact, after the president of the General Academy entered the door, there was only Jiang Moran in his eyes, and the tone of his voice was extremely polite.

Jiang Moran is a surgeon, why can the president of the general hospital be so polite?

This shows that behind Dr. Jiang, there is a more energetic figure covering.

Xu Jia didn't know that Dr. Jiang was a woman who was able to live in the house of the Supreme Security Bureau.

But she knew very well that if the mother and son wanted to live in peace and stability, they had to hug Jiang Moran's thigh.

Only then did he take this opportunity to say that Dr. Jiang would name the child.

After giving a name, you must say it and recognize a godmother or something.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Moran took the initiative to make this request.

How could Xu Jia refuse, nodded hurriedly, and said, "Okay, thank you Doctor Jiang." Our mother and son are hard-working people, and being able to have a noble person like Dr. Jiang to take care of you is the blessing that the child cultivated in his previous life. I—I'm kowtowing to you. ”

"Don't, don't say that, I recognize a godson, then I still take advantage. What are you thanking me for? Xu Jia, wait a minute, I'll prepare a meeting gift for my godson, and by the way, think about what the child should be called. ”

Jiang Moran was happy in his heart, and reached out to hold Xu Jia down and lie down.

Returning the child to her biological mother's arms, she turned around and went out the door, walking briskly out of the ward.

Jiang Moran is true, and she is going to prepare a "meeting gift" for her godson.

It's just that before preparing for the greeting gift, there is one thing she still needs to figure out.

The direction of walking was the archives on the third floor of the Jinghua General Hospital, and she wanted to find out who the child's biological father was.

Behind her, three figures in black suits quietly followed.