Saying that, his eyes burst out with a fierce light, and he said in a low voice: "Gu Mingru, you are unkind and blame me for being unjust!" ”

When Song Ningyu heard this, he coldly hooked the corners of his mouth.

Last time, he was too anxious, but he didn't expect that the hypnosis system couldn't hypnotize the dog, resulting in himself being bitten.

Later, he went to the hospital for several shots of rabies vaccine and several days of fluids, afraid that the ugly bald thing would transmit some virus to him.

Fortunately, it seems to be okay now, it's just ......

Song Ningyu lowered his eyes and looked at the deep scar on his arm, this matter will be remembered on Song Qianyu, and he must be in pain when the time comes.

Song Ningyu's smile grew bigger and bigger, and his eyes were full of cruelty and greed.

After the winter vacation, Gu Xiangxiang really prepared his ticket and flew abroad with Feng Zixuan and Qingyun.

It's a pity that foreign sophisticated instruments still can't check the problem of Qingyun.

Even because he couldn't find a reason, the doctor of veterinary medicine actually wanted Feng Zixuan to leave Qingyun with him and let him study it carefully, what was the reason.

Qingyun: ......

, if you can't cure the disease, why do you still want my life?

Fuck your uncle!

Decisively hugged Feng Zixuan's arm, for fear that he would be fooled by that uneasy and kind-hearted foreigner and leave her behind.

Fortunately, Feng Zixuan was very sensible, no matter what the foreigner said, he refused, and left with Qingyun firmly.

The foreigner was very disappointed when he saw that he couldn't keep Qingyun.

The two of them tossed around abroad and returned to China with nothing.

On the night of returning home, Qingyun suddenly had a fever inexplicably, Feng Zixuan was so anxious that he didn't even have time to change his clothes, and took her to the pet hospital to see a doctor.

After tossing for most of the night, Qingyun finally got rid of the fever, and when he woke up the next day, a layer of fine fluff miraculously grew on his body.

This made Qingyun very excited, she had been running for so long, not to mention the ugliness, she was so panicked, she almost wanted Feng Zixuan to buy her a mink to wear it on.

Now I finally don't have to be frozen, not to mention how happy I feel.

Feng Zixuan was also much relieved to see that she had finally regrown her hair, and no longer worried about her, and began to prepare for the dog supplies factory.

He was going to build this factory with Zhang Min, after all, he promised to shoot videos for five years, but he only filmed them for a few months, and he couldn't help it.

It just so happens that Zhang Min also has intentions, the online store now has a considerable income, and the short video app he invested in has also begun to slowly withdraw funds, and the sum of the money of the two people is about 5 million, which is about enough.

Feng Zixuan began to go out early and return late to find a suitable place to build a factory, because it was too busy to take Qingyun with him, but Qingyun was afraid that he would be hacked by Song Ningyu when he was alone outside, so he had to stick to his side.

Gu Mingru didn't know what her son was busy with, she went out early and returned late all day, but Feng Zixuan didn't say anything, and she didn't want to ask too much.

So I bought a car for Feng Zixuan, and hired a driver, so that the driver could follow me, and I was more at ease.

With a driver by Feng Zixuan's side, Qingyun is also much more relieved, and he doesn't have to follow Feng Zixuan as a bodyguard every day.

She also knew that Feng Zixuan was really troublesome to run around with her, and now that someone was following, she could also save her worries.

Anyway, the emperor is really cold, her current layer of small fluff is equivalent to a person wearing a single coat and running outside, if it weren't for the spiritual power to protect the body, it is estimated that it would have been frozen long ago.

Qingyun was lying on his small bed eating snacks beautifully, watching TV series, not to mention how comfortable he was.

In the eastern suburbs of the imperial capital, Feng Zixuan looked at a small factory that was transferred out at a low price, but finally gave up because the price was not suitable.

Feng Zixuan walked out of the factory, and suddenly felt that someone seemed to be watching him in the dark.

He stopped, looked back, and saw nothing.

The driver saw him looking around and asked, "What's wrong with the young master?" ”

"Nothing." Feng Zixuan shook his head and got into the car.

The vehicle started and sped away from the factory.

After he left, several men with cut heads walked out of the corner of the factory.

At the head was a man with a scar on his face and a fierce aura, his eyes fixed on the direction of the car's departure, his gaze fierce.

The little brother behind him stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Brother, we've been following this kid for two days in a row, when are we going to do it?" ”

"Almost." The scar man smiled, and the scar on his face became more and more fierce as the muscles moved.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, and Song Ningyu's voice sounded on the other end: "How is it?" ”

"Almost, I'm going to do it tomorrow." The scar man replied in a low voice.

"Okay, I'll personally give you the rest of the money after I catch someone, and when you do it, be sure to pay attention to the dog next to him." Song Ningyu hung up the phone with a cold smile on his face.

Song Qianyu, your death is coming.

Scar hung up the phone, his scattered eyebrows wrinkled, and he felt that Song Ningyu was making a fuss, but he was just a dog, but he repeatedly reminded him to pay attention.

Even if that dog really has some ability, after special training, is it possible that he can still withstand the gun?

Scar put down his phone, nonchalantly took out his pistol, and loaded the bullets into the magazine one by one, pinning them into the waistband of his pants.

When Feng Zixuan went back, Qingyun was sleeping soundly on his small bed.

Feng Zixuan walked over lightly, squatting to the side and looking at Qingyun.

Since she started to grow hair again, the hair on her body has become more and more day by day, but all of them are very fine light gray fluff, and the flesh-pink skin is faintly visible in the light, which looks particularly cute.

Feng Zixuan couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her soft fluff, and said in a low voice, "Little girl, when will you be able to cultivate to adulthood?" ”

Qingyun opened his eyes, and his dark eyes stared at him in a daze.

Feng Zixuan's hands stiffened, and he felt guilty of being caught doing bad things, and said cowardly: "Little girl, are you awake?" ”

Qingyun snorted, looked at him scrutinically, and wondered if this kid had watched too many mythological dramas recently, and actually thought that she could cultivate into a human form and get drunk.

It seems that he can't watch this kind of brain-dead drama in the future, don't look back and make the child stupid.

At noon the next day, Feng Zixuan made an appointment with the intermediary to see the land, and Qingyun always felt a little uneasy when he watched him get in the car and leave.

To be precise, she has been feeling a little uneasy since last night.

Qingyun lay at the door, watched the car drive out of the gate, got up and went into the small room to cultivate.

The imperial capital was prosperous, but the aura was even more scarce, and when she came here, she cultivated for more than a month before accumulating a finger's thick spiritual power.

Qingyun closed his eyes, feeling upset and irritable, and it didn't take long for him to open his eyes again.

No, I always feel restless, and I can't cultivate calmly.

Qingyun stood up, walked around the hall, and simply sneaked into Song's house to have a look.

Feng Zixuan has been back in the imperial capital for so long, and it seems that apart from Song Ningyu's delusional attempt to hypnotize her before, nothing else has happened.