Qian Fugui has lost weight.

He used to weigh 250 pounds, but in just two months, he lost 180 pounds.

With those red eyes and fangs, he is no longer the same person he used to be.

After hitting the iron cage more than a dozen times in a row, Qian Fugui was exhausted and fell into the cage with a strange clattering sound in his mouth.

Such money is rich and rich, and there is weather floating above the head.

The gray-black mist, sometimes spreading, sometimes condensing into two dark clouds.

That thing in his body, is he a ruthless character in the second realm?

Wang Xia took a deep breath and made a judgment in his heart.

To be honest, a few days ago, when he encountered a spirit monster in the second realm, he would not hesitate to run away.

The reason why he didn't run away at the moment was mainly because there was a proprietress at the peak of the Second Realm standing next to him.

"He can't speak?" Wang Xia asked.

"There's no way to communicate normally, and if he recovers a little bit of strength, he wants to break through the cage." The proprietress said.

"What's the use of you locking people up, calling me over?" Wang Xia asked again.

"Dead ghost, I don't want to quarrel with you today, someone else will tell you."

The proprietress said and left in a huff.

"Sister, don't leave me in this basement, I'm afraid of the dark!"

Wang Xia immediately chased after him, he didn't want to be trapped underground and be a rapper under the ground.

He had just run a few steps when someone blocked his way.

A man in black flashed out of the oblique thorn, blocking in front of Wang Xia.

The man was strange, as if he had been standing there for a long time, and had never moved.

Wang Xia took half a step back and carefully looked at the man in black in front of him.

The person who came was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, his appearance was not ordinary, and his temperament was also very unusual.

He looked sven, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he had a sense of coldness, like a hunter who had been walking in the dark for a long time.

"Hello, introduce yourself. My name is Ember and I'm the new assistant manager of the recycling bin. ”

The man in black identified himself and took the initiative to extend a hand of friendship.

"Ember? It turned out to be the famous Agni Langjun, who has been admired for a long time! ”

Wang Xia was more enthusiastic than the other party, and refused to let go of his hand.

He is so enthusiastic that he has a story, and the people in the rivers and lakes call him the ember of the Agni Langjun, and he is a legendary master.

This master brother has two small red flowers blooming on the top of his head!

Yes, you read that right, it is neither the gray and white flower of the proprietress nor the red and white flower of Wang Xia, it is completely a solid red flower!

The festive and auspicious red flower is full of the red and glamorous Shandandan.

Legend has it that Ember was gifted, lucky, and reached the peak of the Second Realm at a young age.

Whether others believe that legend or not, Wang Xia believes it anyway.

Those two dazzling red flowers prove that the Flame Langjun can be called a generation of European emperors.

If you have played the sand sculpture card game, you must understand a truth: being friends with the European Emperor can absorb European energy.

That's what Wang Xia thought, holding Ember's hand, reluctant to let go: "Vice President Yu is amazing, at a young age, he has sat in the position of the second master, and his future is limitless!" ”

"Mr. Wang is too polite, I have little qualifications and no skills."

Ember modestly tried to withdraw his hand, but was stunned that it didn't work.

At this moment, the emperor will not let the other party shrink his hand.

Because, after shaking hands for a few seconds, he really absorbed Ou Qi!

In the palms of the two men, there is a mysterious power transmitting.

The two red flowers on the top of Ember's head have become a little lighter in color.

And the red and white flowers on the top of Wang Xia's head, the red part is even more intense.

Is that okay too?

The shock in Wang Xia's heart was about the same as the little pot friend looking up at the starry sky and seeing the flying saucer.

He entangled Ember and refused to let go, and began to play on the spot, blowing rainbow farts: "Vice President Yu, no, Mr. Yu, you are too modest." When I first debuted, I heard of your name. Idol, I finally realized my dream today, and I saw the idol in my dream! ”

When encountering such a "die-hard fan", Ember was embarrassed to forcibly let go.

He has a lot of question marks in his heart: the crazy is usually only enthusiastic about his sisters, and he ignores men, why is he so enthusiastic about him Agni Langjun?

Thinking of this, an even bigger question mark appeared in Ember's heart: Could it be that he has that hobby?

Forcibly suppressing a few alpacas that were rushing through his heart, Ember maintained an embarrassed but polite smile: "Mr. Wang, I can't bear your enthusiasm, can you let go first, let's sit down and talk?" ”

"No, how can you let go? If you let go today, I'm sorry for my youth, I'm sorry for my blood, I'm sorry for my youth! Heaven and earth, I'm like a dream now, what should I do, I'm so confused, I actually shook hands with my idol! Brother Idol, let me feel the power of idols again, I promise, I won't wash my hands for three days when I go back! ”

Wang Xia held it tighter and continued the free style.

Crazy and cheap, you are cheap!

You have no bottom line!

Ember cursed in his heart, and he didn't believe that Emperor Wang would be his die-hard fan.

Then, there is only one truth: Emperor Wang, like those women in the appearance association, fell into his appearance and temperament.

Ember seemed to suddenly understand something, and remembered a real case: two years ago, there was a case in which the person was ostensibly a playboy, but in fact he was hiding the fact that he liked men......

"Please let go!"

The smile on Ember's face was gone, and his tone was aggravated.

Considering that the proprietress had an explanation, he did not forcibly repel the crazy.

Wang Xia was resentful, wronged, and his glass heart was broken, like a fan who waited at the airport all night and was finally ignored by his idol.

He looked at Ember helplessly: "Brother Idol, can I call you my brother?" I know that ordinary people can't see you as a man like you. Please fulfill the wishes of the fans and let me hold it a little longer. ”

"Why do you have to shake hands?" Ember spoke coldly.

"Yes, when I was a child, when I was noisy and willful, my grandmother would always sing and coax me. On a summer afternoon, my grandmother's song comforted me, and the song seemed to sing like this: When you grow up, you must shake hands with your idol......"

"You're the lyrics, aren't you?" The embers were about to explode, and apparently he had heard of Sun Yanzi as well.

"I'm sorry, I'm excited, I'm so excited. I'm not very expressive, and when I'm excited, I can't help but pop out the lyrics. ”

"You don't have a strong ability to express yourself??? Even what the proprietress can say, can't say anything about you! "The embers are going crazy.

"That's different, no, the main thing is that you're different, you're my idol! Imagine, idol brother, please imagine what it is like to be an avid fan and meet an idol who has been worshiped for many years? May I ask why you are looking at me like this, have I done something wrong? ”

"You haven't answered my question yet, why do you have to shake hands?" Ember is going crazy.

"Oh, actually. Sometimes, sometimes, I believe that there is an end to everything. Gathering and leaving, all times, nothing will last forever. But I, sometimes, would rather choose to be nostalgic than let go......"

"It's lyrics again! You think I haven't heard Alfie's songs? "Ember has gone mad.

"Big brother, I just said, I love to pop out the lyrics when I'm excited, don't you believe it! Really, what's wrong with the lyrics, isn't the artistic conception beautiful enough, and the expression is not clear enough? Just because it was hard to see you, and it was sometimes time to get together and leave, I chose to stay nostalgic and not let go! ”

"......" Ember was speechless.

When he found that his hand was still being held tightly by the other party, an indescribable shame swept through his inner world.

Once upon a time, he thought he was a straight man.

But now, the mountain road here has eighteen bends.