The blue-eyed woman looked at him calmly, just a gentle smile.

"Cinflan are you going or not!, give a definite answer!" the dark shadow behind him heard again.

Fairy Fran frowned. His eyes were fixed on the gentle woman's face, and the gentle smile warmed him from the deepest part of his heart.

"Sister, why don't you speak? Could it be that the guy in the back is too noisy?"

"yes, that guy must be too noisy. I've been seeing him unpleasantly for a long time, but I didn't expect my sister to feel uncomfortable with him? You wait, I'll kill him right away!"

His body suddenly floated invisibly, and flew straight towards the black shadow at the entrance of the main hall.

In an instant, an overwhelming terrifying black shadow erupted from his body, like countless sludge, covering the entire hall in the blink of an eye.

"Fairy Fran!!" the black shadow was furious, and a violent roar continued to be heard in the black sludge.

"What are you crazy about!! the old figure snorted suddenly, swooped through the black sludge, and fled away quickly.

Fairy Fran walked out of the black mud with a look of regret.

"I'm still too weak, sister, you said that if I was stronger, would I be able to kill that annoying old guy directly?" he looked in the direction of the woman again, and saw that the blue-eyed woman was still smiling gently at him. Suddenly, my heart was filled with warmth again.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and the woman in front of him suddenly disappeared, and there was nothing in front of him.

His face suddenly showed a deep sense of loss.

"Sister, are you upset again? I'm the one who let you down. He touched the left side of his neck, and suddenly became happy again.

"I'm a little bit longer. Sister, do you see? I calculate that I will live for two more days!" a simple childlike smile spread across his face.

"One month and five days, so long, I've never had such a long time streak once. Sister, you'll be happy too, right?"

At the foot of the mountain, a dark shadow suddenly appeared. Some staggered to the tree.

A red figure suddenly appeared beside him. It was the mother of the fire sparrow, his face was indifferent, the elf sword hung on his waist, and he looked up at the Xiangshang Fangshi Palace.

"Fairy Fran is crazy again?"

"Damn, I don't want to be with that madman anymore!" came an angry old voice in the shadows.

Mother Firefinch squinted at the stone hall above.

"Xianflan is a crazy person, sometimes good and sometimes bad, just don't provoke him. He was also a poor man. ”

"Poor ?!! poor him, who will pity me!!" the dark shadow roared. "He's the one who should have disappeared a long time ago! He just absorbs the blood of immortality and the life force of other people to maintain his life! Sometimes it's good and sometimes it's bad! I think he's already completely insane!"

"Life support scars, which have episodes of intense pain every once in a while, and the more they smoke. The more the time marks on his body will become more resistant, and the effect will become shorter and shorter each time, and Xianflan will not live long. Mother Firebird fell silent and walked up the hill. "Stop worrying about him. ”

In the following time. Garon devoted himself to cultivating his body in Hubo City.

Andlera's medicine works well. Quickly removed the suppuration of the wound, the troublesome effect brought by this unparalleled Tianchen, a wound is a pit, just like the damage of the Mitsubishi military thorn, it is difficult to heal.

As a result, Garon's self-healing abilities didn't work quickly.

However, after the suppuration was removed, the injury recovered quickly. The constant physique attribute that has reached the limit of human beings brings the terrifying self-healing power of high-speed recovery.

Garon played chess with Andlera every day at the manor and practiced martial arts. Then listen to the information gathered from all sides.

The injury is gradually recovering day by day.

It's just that the situation in the Federation is gradually becoming more complicated. The Third Fleet of the Federation, deployed in ports along the territorial waters, finally with Westman's small corps. The Imperial Bluebird fleet is engaged.

The Federation is strong, the empire is powerful, with the main force of the Third Fleet head-on against the small army of Wiseman, if nothing else, the situation should be completely crushed.

Everyone thought that the Federation would definitely win the battle this time easily, and the main consideration was Westman's counterattack next.

But something happened that stunned all the countries of Shijie.

The Third Fleet of the Federation actually collapsed on all fronts, and the twelve steel battleships were completely destroyed in just twenty minutes.

Even the Westman Empire itself did not react, and when it received the telegram, it thought it was a trick of the Federation to lure the enemy, and disguised it as a fake.

Wiseman's Bluebird fleet was only one of the twenty-three small fleets of the Empire, all of which were the smallest warships and gunboats, which had served in the rampant waters of the islands, and had also fought against some small and medium-sized countries, but did not show much combat effectiveness. It was able to defeat the third main fleet of the Federation in a head-on manner.

All of a sudden, the true face of the entire federation was finally exposed to the eyes of all countries.

Military spending is in deficit, the treasury is empty, warships have not been maintained and repaired for a long time, soldiers are not trained in place, officials are corrupt, even the shells used for shelling are many substandard, and the armor of battleships is completely replaced by cheap metal with low hardness.

Since the Boundary Pillar War, the Federation has begun to corrupt rapidly, in the Battle of the Boundary Pillar, no matter which country regards the Federation as a behemoth, dare not start the war lightly, the army has won several easy raids, and it has also made the bigwigs of the military department complacent.

Sitting in the tea room of the manor, Garon picked up the maid to fill up the black tea, and looked at the newspaper in his hand with a solemn face.

On the front page of the black-and-white newspaper was clearly printed a large line: Who will pay for the dead souls of the Third Fleet!

"It's not going to be good. Andlera sat across from him, also holding a copy of the federal daily newspaper, the mouthpiece of the nation.

"It's not bad, it's bad. Garon added, putting down the black teacup. "Because the new Western company successfully opened up the waterway, the interests of Wiseman were unevenly divided. This is when contradictions arise and wars are provoked. But in this naval battle, if the Federation does not come up with practical countermeasures. To make up for the lost prestige, I'm afraid it will be really dangerous. ”

"The actual response is estimated to mobilize the Ninth Army Corps. It's up to you. Andreira also frowned, the safety of the country is related to everyone. After all, when going abroad, foreigners see their own nationality first, and the country behind them is not strong. That is, elbows everywhere and everything does not go well.

Both of them felt a little heavy in their hearts. But that's something that no one can influence. No matter how high their strength is, can they still defeat the opponent's warship head-on? There are at least 100 or even 1,000 people on one battleship alone. No matter how strong a person is at sea, he has to have a boat to move. If you get on the boat, you can kill everyone. The time spent is also enough for the other party to establish an overall advantage.

As a warrior, you really face war, especially naval and air battles. There is only a deep helplessness in my heart.

Knock knock. There was a soft knock on the door.

"Enter. ”

Garon put down the newspaper. Converged on the expression on his face.

Jack, dressed in a white military uniform, strode in.

"Door master, the materials you want are ready, and the potions have also been prepared by a special pharmacist, is it now in the past?"

"Just let your subordinates do these little things. Garon frowned and looked at Jack, "What you have to do is to practice martial arts well and improve your strength." Did that guy from the Eight-Armed Dragon King promise to come over?"

"No, Mr. Yoda left Mr. Surin's manor half a month ago. I don't know where I went now. And the little guy left with him. Jack replied briefly. "Also, I'm not like Cynthia at my age. Martial arts training is unlikely to have a big effect on me anymore. I myself know my choice. ”

Garon didn't say anything more, and looked at Andlera.

"Are you going?"

"Don't go. I'm going to take a bath and swim for a while, I don't have your strong physique, and I need to use different exercises to reconcile my body's flexibility. Andlera waved her hand.

"Flexibility, if you're strong enough, wouldn't it be so troublesome?" asked Garon, standing up.

"Of course, it's a pity that the martial artist's focus on one item is already the limit, and no matter how much I dabble, I won't be able to reach a very high level. Andrea shook her head helplessly.

"I have a secret method that can improve your physical fitness in a short time. Interested?" said Garon suddenly. "And the side effects are not very strong, and the explosiveness is amazing. ”

"Oh, you have such a secret method?" said Andrea's eyes lit up. "What conditions?!"

Garon shook his head and smiled.

"It's just about talking to each other. ”

Andlera was stunned for a moment, and looked at Garon fixedly, her eyes a little complicated and inexplicable.

"Do you know the true value of a secret recipe with less side effects?"

"Of course. Garon naturally knew that when he exchanged with the Tenth Golden Ring, he used a lot of benefits, funds, industries, mineral deposits, etc., and it was estimated that the value of the payment was hundreds of millions. It was one-fifth of the property of Baiyunmen at that time.

Andlera bowed her head and groaned.

"Well, it just so happens that I also have a secret method, and we will communicate. ”

Garon was slightly stunned.

The reason why he is so generous is mainly because Andlera is also a person on his side, this guy is as martial as his life, and he still remembers the favor he owed him at the beginning, and took the initiative to come over to give him medicine. Kind of a reliable person.

Shijie, the martial artist standing at the top is so person, the two of them are the same obsessed with martial arts this time, and they suddenly have a feeling of being each other's confidants when they communicate. The martial arts experience of both sides is beneficial to the other.

Garon is a short time to practice and lacks experience in details, but has a lot of experience in actual combat between life and death. Andlera, on the other hand, lacks experience in high-end opponents, making it difficult to see where he stands and where he wants to go.

The two happen to be mostly complementary.

A few minutes later, the two of them came to a white-stone clearing in the rear manor.

The open space, paved with large blocks of white ashlar, is a purpose-built arena for martial arts, and can occasionally be used for skilled fighting.

The site is surrounded by a circle of garden flowers, and on the outside is a black fence that rises to a height of five meters and is equipped with a power grid. (To be continued......)