Lu Qianzhe squatted in the corner of the wall and instructed Zhu Dafu on his lips not to make a sound.

He began to eavesdrop on the conversation not far away.

After a while, he blinked blankly and secretly complained to himself:

The two of them said a few words without a clue, and they did their own things as if they had nothing to do.

The small bench he had prepared had not yet been heated, and the good show he had imagined had not yet been staged.

Lu Qianzhe pursed the corners of his lips unwillingly and came out of the corner.

Zhu Dafu secretly flew at him with a roll of his eyes.

Even if he didn't recover his memory, this person's hobby of gossip has not changed.

Before he could eat enough, he was dragged out.

Zhu Dafu pursed his lips, Lu Qianzhe just stepped away with his front foot, and immediately followed out with his back foot.

With the wind at his feet, he sat back in his chair and began to feast.

Zhong Lingxin took out a tissue, wiped the corners of his mouth, looked down at the mechanical watch on his wrist, and said slowly:

"I asked you to prepare something last night, and after breakfast, check to see if there is anything missing. Wait a while, Song Sizhao will come. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the mobile phone on the table rang rapidly.

Zhong Lingxin held his thoughts without a trace, looking at the back of Lin Yincheng who turned to leave, and the emotions in his eyes were unpredictable.

Now that they have decided not to talk about love, there is no need to suffer from gains and losses.

When the interruption continues, it will only increase its chaos.

Her heart was like a wasteland, and a gust of autumn wind blew by, and there was only silence left in the wilderness.

Lu Qianzhe looked at Zhong Lingxin with a slight meaning, and silently hooked the corners of his mouth.

A few seconds of silence for someone's bumpy love road.

Zhong Lingxin couldn't help but turn his face and glanced back at Lu Qianzhe lightly, with an expression of "why are you still here" on his face.

Lu Qianzhe: "......"

**

The door to the underground warehouse slowly opened.

Zhong Lingxin was dressed in a black jacket, short boots, a pair of gloves on his hands, a big mountaineering bag, and Xiaobai sitting on his shoulders, full of fighting spirit.

She walked straight towards the jeep opposite, her eyebrows condensed and her expression faint.

Lin Yincheng and Lu Qianzhe also looked solemn, and followed her closely from left to right.

It's like a warrior about to rush to the battlefield.

The style of painting changed suddenly when it arrived at Zhu Dafu.

He walked leisurely as if he was strolling around, with a bag of snacks in his hand.

Lu Qianzhe clasped his hands around his chest, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he looked at the fat man behind him, with an expression of hatred that could not be made of steel.

This guy is indirectly complacent, and he continues to eat and wait for death.

I don't know, I thought he was out for a wild trip, and I really couldn't bear to look at it.

Lu Qianzhe turned his head sideways, and saw Wen Xiang waving at him in the car, and walked up happily.

Song Sizhao stepped down from the front hatch, wrapped in a pure black camouflage uniform, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, adding a sassy and heroic posture.

She threw her right hand forward, and an inconspicuous cloth bag crossed a parabola in the air and landed in Zhong Lingxin's hand.

Zhong Lingxin smiled generously at her, and the smile at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes gradually blurred on that beautiful face.

It is as if the branches of the cold plum are blooming with buds, filled with fragrance.

Song Sizhao tugged at the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked up a shallow smile.

The stuffiness in his chest was gently swept by a smile like a spring breeze and dispersed by the wind.

The little abacus in her heart crackled, and she took advantage of someone's good mood to get something out of her mouth.

Zhong Lingxin didn't know that the person on the other side was calculating himself.

She immediately opened the bag and handed them out the three Gathering Dials.

She instructed with a straight face: "Hide it inside your coat and don't show it." ”

Zhu Dafu took it casually, and after glancing at it nonchalantly, his face changed suddenly.

He blinked vigorously a few times, staring at the jade-encrusted pocket watch disc.

Mother, oh, it's like a fake spirit gathering array!

"Brother Monkey ......"

Xiaobai patted his head, and the magic sound pierced his brain, and the aftermath lingered.

It squinted its eyes and glanced at Zhu Dafu with an unkind look.

In the blink of an eye, he jumped onto his shoulder and pinched the round fat face fiercely.

"What the hell are you yelling about! Without giving a reason, I'll beat you into a real pig's head. ”

Zhu Dafu snorted twice, and was suddenly frightened by the last threatening words.

He offered the watch to its eyes.

"Brother Monkey, look at the Spirit Gathering Array!"

Xiaobai immediately let go of his hand, pinched the pocket watch, and gently rubbed it for a moment.

Zhu Dafu rubbed his ears and asked weakly:

"Brother Monkey, shall we go to him?"

Xiaobai shook his head, paused for a moment, threw the pocket watch back to Zhu Dafu, and said incomprehensibly:

"In the dark, there is a certainty. We just need to stay by her side, and what should come will come. ”

After speaking, it looked at Zhong Lingxin, who was smiling with Song Sizhao.

Zhu Dafu scratched his hair, answered with an elongated voice "oh", and walked to the carriage.

Song Sizhao also stopped his interest in talking, and his eyebrows unconsciously raised slightly.

She secretly cursed the little fox in her heart, and she would laugh and laugh, and it took a long time to talk without asking anything.

She pursed her lips lightly, turned around and opened the car door for Zhong Lingxin.

When the two passed by, an inaudible voice floated into Zhong Lingxin's ears.

"Thank you......"

Zhong Lingxin glanced at her sideways, was stunned for a long time, and said in a deep voice:

"No need to ......"

Song Sizhao glanced at Lin Yincheng, who was already sitting in the car, but smiled silently.

She immediately sat back in the driver's seat and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Yeyuan Hot Spring Resort."

Jeeps gallop down the once bustling and congested roads.

Nowadays, there are only pedestrians and vehicles passing by occasionally, and the shops on both sides are also crowded, revealing a hint of depression.

The federal crisis plan has begun to work in an orderly manner.

Large Gathering Devices were quickly installed in a corner of each city.

Tall and sturdy walls were erected by workers working overtime.

The federal currency is also constantly depreciating, and it won't be long before it becomes a mess of waste paper.

If people want to get food and supplies, they can only work for the Federation.

The Federation is now like an edifice, crumbling into factions and dying in name only.

Powerful military groups wield lethal weapons and possess a large number of capable people.

They have realized that the capable are the trump card of every force.

The cultivation techniques contributed by Zhong Lingxin have been proven to be effective by more and more people who have participated in mysterious events.

Most people also began to write it down with half-believing doubts.

As long as they have aura cultivation, they may become capable people in the future and use the power of the five elements.

Even if you can't use special abilities, you can still strengthen your body and increase your chances of survival.

The order of society has not collapsed, but there are more and more dark corners everywhere.

The occasional conflict and chaos was forcefully suppressed by the ubiquitous Federation Army.

A world in which the law of the jungle eats the strong, and everything that relies on strength to speak has taken shape.

The city slowly became an isolated island surrounded by huge walls.