After driving for about half an hour, after a steep and uneven journey, Li Qinghe's limp body slid off the motorcycle.

Sure enough, motorcycles can't function as ambulances.

Li Qinghe's body slipped and was almost crushed by the truth for the second time.

Truth stopped the motorcycle and shouted at Qianqiao in front of him: "You idiot, didn't you notice that there was one person missing from the car? ”

Only then did she find that Li Qinghe, who was not very tightly tied with his coat, had slipped from the back seat and didn't know when.

Qian Qiao reluctantly stopped the motorcycle, dragged Li Qinghe, who had suffered multiple accidents, to the side of the road, and stopped the unrealistic idea of sending Li Qinghe to the hospital by motorcycle.

It's a pity that this section of the road doesn't seem to be easy to wait for, and no car has passed through this intersection for a long time.

Fortunately, about a quarter of an hour later, a red Beetle passed by. Qian Qiao and Truth waved their hands and forcibly stopped the car.

Out of the car came a long-haired brown beauty with a slight dissatisfaction, with a slender figure and an indescribable charm in everything she said and did.

"Miss, I'm sorry, it's a matter of human life, this person has suffered a serious car accident and needs to be sent to the hospital urgently, but there is no car on the way."

Truth hurried up to explain why he was holding back.

"That's right. However, what does he have to do with you, why don't you call the emergency number. ”

"It's not that we don't want to call, it's that the signal here is too poor. Don't believe me, look at my phone. ”

Truth shows his phone to a beautiful woman with brown and yellow hair.

The brown woman saw the person to be saved, although she was covered with wounds, she seemed to have lost her breath, and she was a young boy. Well, I tried to save it.

A charming smile like a fairy appeared on the corner of the brown woman's mouth.

"Okay, then send it to my car."

Qianqiao took a hand and put Li Qinghe in the Beetle car.

"Wow, can my brother leave me a mobile phone number?"

The appearance of a young and handsome man exudes an introverted and stubborn boy image.

Qianqiao didn't say a word, or the truth gave his mobile phone number to the brown-haired woman.

The brown-haired woman glanced nostalgically at Qianqiao, and when she turned around, she deleted the truth's mobile phone number.

The brown-haired woman started the vehicle and left. Ingenuity and truth are also relieved.

"Alas, I hope that if you don't die completely, or die for a short time, you can be rescued."

The brown-haired woman took out her mobile phone, she didn't know who she wanted to call, and when she saw that the phone had no signal, forget it, then go to him first.

The brown-haired woman brushed her hair and looked at Kiba Kiyokawa, who died in the back seat, and it was quite cute, and it was my favorite type.

She didn't notice that Kiyokawa Kiba, who she threw in the back seat and identified as a dead man, frowned.

After the brown-haired woman drove out of the area, the cell phone rang with a signal.

"Hey, ponder, what's the matter?"

"You're fine, son. Just want to know where you are and what you're doing. ”

On the other end of the phone, the man known as Takuma wears gold-rimmed glasses, holds a thick book and a mobile phone in the other.

"Oh, it seems that you've been very idle lately."

The brown-haired woman, who is also a lady, said with a smile.

"It's ok. As a lucky four-leaf clover, we don't need to do anything about trivial things, and we've been reading books these days, which is really a bit boring. ”

Takuma lifted his glasses and said in a relaxed tone.

"Pondering, how is Murakami doing lately, that guy has become the president, and he hasn't been in touch with us for a long time. I had a hunch that he would soon come back to us. ”

"You said Murakami, he, I don't know what he's doing.

As soon as he came to power, he changed the policy of the previous president Hanagata, and I don't know what he was doing, especially the recently proposed policy of completely Ofie Enoch of mankind.

It's a real headache, doesn't he know that Aofe Enoch consumes his life energy every time he transforms? It's not good to improve your strength and prolong your life. Thinking about doing these useless things. ”

It can be seen that Takuma is still very dissatisfied with Murakami's request. Fortunately, he was lucky when the four-leaf clover was not under the jurisdiction of Murakami.

"Alright, alright, then I'll talk about it when I go back, I'll look for ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a voice came from behind him.

"This, where is this."

An hour after Li Qinghe died, he was "resurrected". There were still remnants of blood on his body, but the injuries had healed completely.

Li Qinghe's resurrection startled the boys.

With a shake of his hand, he turned off the phone and parked the car on the side of the road.

"You, come back to life?"

The boy looked at Li Qinghe who was doing it in the back seat, with an ignorant expression.

"Sister Beauty, where is this, why am I here?"

Li Qinghe's memory has "disappeared" again, and this time it is estimated that it will take two weeks to recover.

"You're in my car, don't you remember what happened before?"

This was the first time he saw the awakening of the original Ofie Enoch.

He sees Li Qinghe as the awakened Aoifie Enoch, and compares this world to this world in this way separating humans from Aufe Enoch.

The resurrected human beings possess great strength and are known as Ofie Enoch.

However, Li Qinghe, who has subhuman blood, meets the first article, resurrection. But he is not satisfied with the second point, he is just an ordinary person's physique, and the resurrection does not bring great power.

For the investigation of Aoye Enoch, unless he takes the initiative to transform, ordinary people, even the strongest Ofie Enoch, will not be able to see it with the naked eye.

"Me, what happened before?"

Li Qinghe tried hard to remember, but his brain was blank, and he couldn't remember anything else except for some common sense of life.

"I, I, don't remember. Do you know what my name is? ”

Hearing that Li Qinghe seemed to have lost his memory, he bleated and smiled, the original Aoifie Enoch member that he picked up for nothing.

And the appearance is delicate, much better than the last ordinary person.

"Brother, what's wrong with you, don't scare me.

Originally, this trip was to take you on a trip.

As a result, you had a car accident on the road and I was going to take you to the hospital, but I didn't expect you to be okay, thank goodness, it was really good. Otherwise, how can I explain to my deceased aunt.

I'm your sister, my name is Kageyama, and your name is Kageyama, and you're my cousin. Do you remember something? ”

There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and he burst into tears, with a hint of anxiety in his expression, which did not seem to be fake.

Li Qinghe pointed at himself, "My name is Kageyama?" ”

Li Qinghe always felt that he didn't seem to be called by this name, but the beautiful sister in front of him was so close to him, he shouldn't lie to himself.

"Yes, look at you, how can you forget your sister."

The girl played with the spirit, unbuckled the seat belt and opened the car door, came to the back seat and hugged Li Qinghe, looking heartbroken.