"Whatever."

Fei Ge originally had a passerby's attitude towards Song Qingan.

Now it's disgusting.

But this has nothing to do with Lan Shuying, and she has never pouted with him.

Mainly because Fei Ge likes dogs just like Fang Dao.

His point of view is that the intuition of small animals is the most accurate - chestnuts are quite friendly to other people, why is it just for him Song Qingan alone?

Is it a problem with dogs?

Or is there something wrong with the person?

Fei Ge patted his head and said, "Yes, yes, I still have to go and talk to the chestnut to make it behave, and don't bite you when the time comes...... Here, I'll take a picture of you! ”

He pulled out his phone and waved it.

Lan Shuying was helpless, leaning against the wall and cooperating with him to take a picture.

Later, she heard Fang Fang say that Fei Ge brought a large bag of snacks to visit Fang's house that day.

He deliberately went to feed the chestnuts, and it was Fang Fang who opened the back door for him.

First get close to the dog and teach it to recognize people;

Then, he asked Chestnut if he knew who was in the photo?

When the chestnut cries, he feeds a piece;

He also asked the chestnut to promise not to bite the person in the photo, and the chestnut screamed, and he fed another piece......

"Childish." Toffee-kun rolled her eyes.

Whether this is useful or not, in fact, Fei Ge himself doesn't know, so he always has to be down-to-earth.

As a result, before a week came, the chestnuts were obviously fat, and Fang Dao, who was aware of the hindsight, was so angry that he snorted.

……

On the day Lan Shuying entered the group, the cloudy weather in late summer and early autumn was rarely cool.

The filming location was close to a lake, and the wind brought in a trace of cool moisture, and the staff who had nothing to do squatted on the shore to enjoy the coolness.

She got out of the car and saw a few people playing the tricks of the rivers and lakes not far away being rehearsing and fighting.

One of the figures is tall and straight, it is Yi Jiangnan.

Yi Jiangnan still didn't use his own face.

The newly made disguise, he had already taken a picture last night and sent it to Lan Shuying to see, and she recognized him at a glance. The two looked at each other, pretending not to know each other, and naturally looked away.

He is not a "beggar disciple" today, and he has changed into a Daomen-style practice uniform, which is very similar to the one his father wore when he arrested people last time.

Whether it is sword dancing or boxing, he has a very good demeanor in every move, and he can also give instructions to the dragon set of the same group, which is serious and meticulous, so he is very respected by his peers.

Those who don't know may think that he is the martial arts instructor here.

"Don't be stunned, let's go change your clothes!" Fei Ge rubbed his hands, "Whew, this feeling is more nervous than letting me play by myself!" ”

Lan Shuying smiled and went.

Song Qingan's nanny car arrived later, and it happened to be staggered with her.

His group also noticed Yi Jiangnan - it was obvious that there was an extra red-crowned crane in the flock, and everyone would be the first to look at him.

"This young man has a future." Huang Shi sighed, "I won't be a trick all the time." ”

With a vicious eye like him, he has already recognized Yi Jiangnan's identity here.

Song Qingan became interested: "What do you say?" ”

"He's practiced, not those tricks out there."

"Oh......" Song Qingan frowned slightly.

He didn't know the young man, but that didn't affect his upset.

Envy, to be exact.

He didn't think that a passerby could be bound to any system.

It's purely a comparison with his past: Why have I been an ordinary person since I was a child, but you can learn real kung fu as a trickster?

He's sour, sour!

Song Qingan thought about it, he is now a well-known singer with tens of millions of fans, who is that kid, and who can recognize him when he goes out? After comforting himself like this, he felt comfortable, smiled again, and walked towards Fang Dao.

In front of the makeup mirror, Lan Shuying unfolded her palms with a strange expression.

In the slightly dissatisfied warning voice of the makeup artist, she straightened her posture to apologize, but she was still glancing at the palm of her hand:

The sigil left by the god of daylight - the one that could help her teleport, it changed color!

He reminded him that if you see black in the mark, don't worry! No! Go to the ruins!

So she boldly speculated: Could it mean that the night god was there and was looking for trouble again?

As she was thinking, the mark suddenly changed to a five-petaled flower.

One of the petals is purple, and the rest is the original flesh color of the palm skin.

What does this mean?

"I'll help you lock the male protagonist of the plane Song Qing'an as the goal, and when the five-petal flowers are all filled, his evil thoughts can be used, you always keep an eye on it, don't miss it." The voice of the god of the sun came.

Lan Shuying thought to herself, his mark is a good magical power.

She thought teleportation was already a good feature, but now she had discovered two things: the ability to monitor the progress of evil thoughts, and the ability to communicate across time and space.

Interesting.

She breathed a sigh of relief again, fortunately this old yin is still the same as her.

[Okay, I see. 】

"The night has just come." Said the god of day.

Lan Shuying thought, I'm not blind.

"Don't come to the ruins recently, the teleportation channel has been closed, and you should try not to go to the land of all races."

She said tentatively, "Are you afraid that she will kill me? The relationship between you ancient gods is a bit complicated. 】

Daygod didn't respond.

She only thought he was a cold criminal.

didn't know that at this time, a figure suddenly condensed in the courtyard of the god of light.

The stars come together, like tearing off the night, connecting the stars and moon on it, weaving the most seductive long dress, which is draped over a mature and beautiful body.

The woman's wavy curls gently lapped her back, trembling with every line, angel face, devil figure. Her eyebrows and eyes were pure and beautiful, but when she squinted, she was as lazy and charming as a cat, and she approached step by step, lifted the hair from the ears of the god of day, and said:

"Brother, you really have other allies."

Daygod's expression was full of resistance, but he couldn't move, so he could only let her do it.

His eyes sank: "It's not an ally, it's an adult who has returned." ”

The god of night smiled.

Her voice grew sweeter, with a hint of strange intimacy, and she complained to him:

"Almost every three hundred years, you have to repeat this joke to me...... But every time you recognize the wrong person, my fake collection is almost out of place. The softness echoed with a killing intent as dense as a needle.

"I'm not kidding."

"Who knows, come, let me see who you want to harm this time...... Does she look similar to Lord Shen Xi, or does she like to do stupid things like her, and thinks she is kind......

The god of the night chuckled, his hand scratching in front of his eyes!

A ray of light was ripped out of the center of the day's eyebrows, and he twisted his eyebrows, which seemed to hurt a little.

The light gradually condensed into a human figure on the opposite side of the circle:

Dressed in red, with black hair and a beautiful face, she was smiling, but she revealed a coldness standing outside the red dust, her eyes were clear and indifferent, with a shallow irony.

"It's not like it, it's not like ...... at all."

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