"Ahh

Fu Jie let out a frightened scream, and then fell downstairs.

After kicking Fu Jie downstairs, the old Taoist priest Dong Jun did not stay, turned over and climbed down from the side.

He didn't have the steel and iron bones of a square ape, so he didn't dare to jump off the building directly.

……

"Ahem!"

Nie Yuwei, who fell to the ground, couldn't help coughing up two mouthfuls of red blood.

The white sweater on his chest was stained red with blood, like a red rose in full bloom.

On the cold ground under her, there were bursts of cold, Nie Yuwei didn't feel the cold, but felt that her body gradually became numb, and her hands and feet were unconscious.

The eyelids gradually became heavier, as if she had fallen into a heavy burden, no matter how hard Nie Yuwei tried, she was still sinking bit by bit.

"Sister Weiwei! Whining! Whining! ”

Fu Jie resisted the light film formed by the defense technique and flipped up from the corner of the building.

Due to Fu Jie's light weight, falling from the tenth floor did not break his defenses.

This building was near his house, and Fu Jie had climbed more than once, so he bypassed the direction in which Dong Jun went down and dodged the skeleton man and climbed up.

As for Dong Jun, who went downstairs, he didn't mean to go to Fu Jie.

He killed two people just in case, and even if he didn't kill two people, it would be impossible to escape.

So he didn't care too much about Fu Jie's life or death, and the most important thing was that he got out alive.

……

"Woohoo! Whining! ”

Fu Jie hugged Nie Yuwei and cried sadly, tears and snot all over his face.

Her consciousness was about to fall into a deep sleep, and Nie Yuwei, who was likely to not wake up for a while, was woken up by Fu Jie's voice and barely recovered a little sane.

"Xiaojie...... Don't cry...... Crying! ”

"Sister Weiwei, you must not die...... Whining...... Don't die ......"

"Xiaojie...... Take me ...... Lift up! ”

"Good! Good! ”

Fu Jie took his sweater, wiped the tears on his face vigorously, held back the tears with his mouth tight, and carefully helped Nie Yuwei to the wall and sat down against the wall with his cold red little hands.

"Sister Weiwei, you have to hold on! I'll go to the doctor behind your back right away, to find my mother! ”

Fu Jie's little nose sobbed and said with red eyes.

Nie Yuwei, who looked haggard and did not have a trace of blood on her face, smiled reluctantly.

"Help me...... Put the back ...... Box in Backpack...... Take out the box! ”

After saying this, Nie Yuwei seemed to have exhausted all her strength, panting weakly, and blood continued to flow out of the corners of her mouth.

"Good! I'll take it out for you! ”

Fu Jie's voice choked, opened Nie Yuwei's backpack, took out a beautiful wooden box inside, and put it in Nie Yuwei's hand.

"Xiaojie...... While...... Not yet...... Disappear...... Find a place to ...... Hide...... Be sure to ...... Stay alive! ”

Nie Yuwei had tears in the corners of her eyes, stroked the wooden box with her right hand, and said to Fu Jie.

"I'm not leaving! I can't leave Sister Weiwei behind! Whining! ”

"Obedient...... I've ...... Ahem...... No more! To go back to ...... You...... Your mom...... Side...... Come on! ”

"I'm not leaving! Whining! ”

"You're going to ...... Angry...... Sister Weiwei? ”

"I ......"

"Don't let you ...... Your mom...... Sad. ”

"Woo!"

Fu Jie choked up and said goodbye to Nie Yuwei, and then turned around from the corner of the building and left.

Looking at Fu Jie's back as he left, Nie Yuwei's pale face showed a smile of relief.

Gotta Live!

Nie Yuwei prayed silently for Fu Jie in her heart.

"Whew!"

Enduring the severe pain in her heart, Nie Yuwei gasped hard, gathered a trace of weak strength, and gently opened the wooden box in her hand.

Inside the wooden box is a delicate grass ring made of the hair spikes of dogtail grass.

Although it was freezing and winter was already in place, the grass rings in the box were still bright green, as if they had just been plucked from the grass.

"I should have thought that you weren't ordinary!"

"It's a pity that I'll never have a chance to see you again!"

"The last promise won't be needed!"

"That's a bargain for you!"

"I knew that I should have used that promise to let you marry me!"

"Huh! What an idiot I am! Why take your feelings into account! ”

"You damn thing! I just love you! Just like you! ”

"Why don't you like me? Why don't you like me? I'm not good there? ”

Gently touching the grass ring in the wooden box, tears blurred Nie Yuwei's eyes.

She has infinite attachment and infinite regret in her heart!

How she wanted to meet that person!

Tell him how weak he is!

Tell him how helpless he is!

Tell him how stupid he is!

Nie Yuwei's eyes slowly closed, her jade fingers slipped weakly from the grass ring, and the wooden box fell to the ground.

In fact

I only hope that you,

It's dark with lights,

Umbrella in the rain,

In this life, there is a good person to accompany you.

Just sigh,

You and me

Missed!

……

Yanzhou

Shortly after the flight left the Holy Court of Truth, Fang Nan arrived in Dubai and successfully boarded the plane of the Golden Dragon Empire.

Everything had already been arranged by the Shadow People, so that Fang Nan was spared the trouble of using spells.

Call! Call!

The plane flew smoothly in the air, Fang Nan sat in the comfortable first-class cabin, glanced at the clouds outside the window, and then closed his eyes.

He didn't know how many times he had flown in the sky, and he had long been indifferent to the scenery in the sky.

Cultivation is his first priority.

Now that the Five Elements Spirit Materials have been collected enough, Fang Nan also has to prepare for the next step, refining the talent test magic weapon.

Don't know how my talent is?

Can you choose the cow fork exercise?

According to the introduction of the inheritance of the magic weapon, the civilization of cultivating immortals does have the so-called ten major exercises.

Seven of them are created by the seven immortal saints of the immortal civilization, known as the strongest exercises.

If you can practice these seven exercises, it will naturally be the best.

……

Dada!

Fang Nan, who was cultivating with his eyes closed, heard a burst of light footsteps.

It's a flight attendant.

Fang Nan had heard it just now, so as soon as the footsteps sounded, he remembered who it was.

Without opening his eyes, Fang Nan still closed his eyes and cultivated.

"Ahem!"

"Are you alright, sir?"

"It's okay, it's an old problem!"

It was an old man sitting next to Fang Nan who spoke.

The stewardess communicated with the old man again, and after making sure that he was okay, she left her seat and went to another place.

Crash!

Not long after the stewardess left, the sound of flipping papers sounded next to the old man, apparently the old man was flipping through the magazine.

There are almost all kinds of things in the first class cabin, and there is no shortage of newspapers and boutique magazines of the day.

"Alas! It's serious again! ”

"I don't know what the virus is?"

"Now that the weather is cold, the environment in Yizhou has been maintained well, so it stands to reason that there should be no outbreak of infectious diseases?"

"Now that the state has urgently recruited me, it is estimated that it will deteriorate again!"

"In the past two years, it has been really a lot of disasters!"

The old man whispered to himself as he flipped through the pages gently.

Yizhou? Contagious disease!

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