"How can you cultivate, that violent woman doesn't know how to show mercy to her subordinates, right?" Fang Shou cried with an old face, looking listless: "No matter what, I have to learn a little so-called spell, I will definitely die if I go on like this, I will really die." ”

At this time, Fang Shou was located in the hospital where Chen Jingtao once lived, that is, in the ward where he logged in to the time and space of the Three Kingdoms last time. Don't ask him how a penniless Diao Min could get into this obviously very high-end ward, this is a very simple question, the perverted doctor who looks like a frog said that he and Fang Shou have a lot to talk about, and then casually showed him the injury.

"It's naïve. The majestic frog doctor patted Fang Shou's hand: "Do you kid like nurse uniforms so much? Do you want to bother me with such a small wound?"

"What the hell do you think of me?" Fang Shounu pursed his mouth, although he liked Mr. Cang, Mr. Ozawa, and Mr. Yoshizawa, and he had also delusionally imagined what it was like in the heat of Tokyo, and there was also a poster of C83 Model Worker [Note 1] with no lower limit in the room. However, Fang Shou said that he was disciplined, how could he use the excuse of a fracture to go to the hospital to see his sister?

"Then again. How do you always feel that the skirt seems to be shorter. Fang Shou remembered the beautiful legs of a certain nurse sister just now, and suddenly left saliva.

"Oh, that's it. The majestic frog-faced doctor pushed his hands and said very casually, "I've made some improvements." ”

"How gentleman are you, the so-called improvement is just a shortening, right?" Fang Shou complained viciously.

"Would you like to take one with you?"

"Please give me a dozen!" without hesitation to expose his habits, should he really be worthy of Fang Shou?

Just when the two wanted to continue talking, the door was slammed open. Chen Jingtao, who was out of breath, was first overjoyed when he saw Fang Shou, and then stammered and wanted to say something: "Open, start ......"

"It's not good to see you. Fang Shou sighed: "Look at my hand, no matter what you want to say, I have to answer no." ”

Dr. Mu took out a magazine from his arms, he first let Fang Shou look at it, and then casually threw it away.

"Dragon Tiger, Leopard" [Note 2]?" Fang Shou's eyes were sharp, no, it should be said that the white flowers on the cover were too eye-catching, and Fang Shou's eyes were naturally attracted. "Hey!" In an instant, Fang Shou became as agile as a monkey, and with a leap, he grabbed the magazine: "Bring this kind of book to work, Senior Mu is really a model for my generation." ”

Completely trapped, Fang Shou once again refreshed the lower limit of the festival, and while flipping through the magazine, he let out a burst of tsk from time to time, looking very engaged.

"Aren't your hands good?" Chen Jingtao was furious.

"Huh?" Fang Shou was stunned for a moment, he looked at his hands, they were intact, it was impossible, Murong Yue was completely merciless, and he clearly felt the piercing pain. But now, there is not even a little redness and swelling, which is very strange.

"That's right. Fang Shou remembered, his recovery ability has been really amazing recently, during the trip to the Three Kingdoms, he was stabbed by a sword several times, but he didn't even leave a scar. I originally thought that it was the ability I got from the Lich King, and it could be used when it was blackened, but I didn't expect that after so long, that powerful recovery ability has not been lost, but has become stronger and stronger.

"I've seen it. Dr. Mu snatched back his magazine with lightning speed, and then said indifferently: "If there is something wrong, it is that the cells in your body are abnormally active, such as this." He took out a silver scalpel from his pocket, grabbed Fang Shou's right hand again, and gently swiped it on his little finger.

"What are you doing?" Fang Shou was in pain, and subconsciously pushed him, but he didn't feel like it was going to happen at all.

"Strange?"

Dr. Mu said, "Let's see your hands. ”

Fang Shouruyan stretched out his right hand, only to see that the small wound was healing at a very fast speed, visible to the naked eye, the wound immediately scabbed, and soon fell off automatically, and in less than a minute, it was already intact.

"What kind of spell is this?" Chen Jingtao, who had also recently summoned the spirit of life, said that it was very magical, such an abnormal situation, it was really only possible to achieve spells and magic and the like, right?

As if seeing Fang Shou's doubts, Doctor Mu said, "At least just now, Fang Shou didn't show any signs of casting spells. You know, in this shijie, the existence of 'healing techniques' and the like is more mysterious than the flow of space magic. Ordinary people don't have the opportunity to come into contact with it, but his body does have some special ......"

"There's no time. A two-meter-tall phantus appeared behind Chen Jingtao, he interrupted Dr. Mu's words, and said in a serious manner: "Little friend, we must set off immediately." ”

"Uncle Wei, can you appear directly in this shijie, but Weishenme seems to have a bit of a sense of nothingness?" Fang Shou took a closer look at the phantom, wasn't it a certain heroic spirit who was killed by himself in the true sense?

"Thanks to you. Wei Yan's figure was a little dim, and he continued: "Because the host's energy can provide is too small, I will try my best to maintain the lowest form of existence unless it is a last resort. Well, I'm urging again, let's go. ”

"Where are you going?"

"The venue of the first battle. ”......

In the west of the city, the building that was bloodied by Zhang Peiming, that is, Lu Bu's host, last time, is very "lively" at this moment. Because the west of the city was originally a place similar to an industrial zone, there were not many residents, and after the tragedy that night, the original few residents also did not leave the place, and the remaining nail households were also politely invited away from this place by a group of black-clothed men. So, the place is basically a deserted state.

At this time, several groups of people were scattered around, alerting each other to various movements.

And because of the natal spirit, several groups of people are hidden under their own spells, and they can't recognize who is who at all.

"A hangover is such a painful thing. The uncle in the city control uniform lay on his side in pain, and his face was pale as if it took a lot of effort to even move.

"Tut-tut, it's really hard work. A young man with a cigarette in his mouth and a flower shirt saw the embarrassment of the chengguan, and let out a mocking sigh: "Hey, the future people are really troublesome, think about the beginning, even if it is the boss...... The lord himself came to me, and the work that should be absent is still absent. ”

"Vomit~" Chengguan let out a burst of uncomfortable retching sounds, and after a while, he wiped the recent stain: "It's really unusual for ancients to dress so fancy." You're Guo Jia and Guo Fengxiao, right?"

The young man shrugged his shoulders noncommittally: "Yes and what, no and what?"

"No, I just want to know where the hell did you get your ID cards?"

"Is that what you care about?"

Looking at the sky, Guo Jia asked a little irritably: "I said, is it necessary for you to monitor to this extent? Zhuge Xiaohua should have been negotiating, right? You are staring at me like this, seriously, it's annoying." ”

"......" Chengguan pointed to the surrounding group of people: "Which one of the people here is not a dangerous element? Well, after all, we can't let that happen again." I'm also a person who hates work, but I can't help it, I actually won the lottery, unlucky. ”

"Coming?"

A black meteor streaked across the sky, and then slammed into the ground.

Guo Jia looked at it, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth: "It seems that we arrived first." It's really worthy of being a son, the boss's son is really powerful. ”

"Cao Pi Cao Zihuan, participate in the war. The smoke cleared, and Cao Jiaxian, who was dressed in a black suit, held a black long sword, he first nodded slightly at Guo Jia, and then turned around and rushed towards the building.

There, a white card floats silently in mid-air. Cao Jiaxian looked around cautiously, and after flashing several times in a row, he appeared in front of the card.

"Drink!" Just as Cao Jiaxian was about to grab the card, a figure suddenly jumped down from above, and the giant sword he was holding in his hand was as huge as a door panel, and slashed straight at Cao Jiaxian's head. If he succeeds like this, Cao Jiaxian will not be able to escape the fate of being split in two by the giant sword.

But just when the man thought he had succeeded, Cao Jiaxian laughed very suddenly, not dodging or dodging.

"Slash!"

"It's not that easy. Another Cao Jiaxian appeared behind the figure and stabbed him in the back of the heart with a sword.

"Drink!" With nowhere to borrow his strength, the figure emitted a strong aura from the inside out, flicking away the tip of Cao Jiaxian's sword. Then, like a chameleon, the kung fu disappeared in Cao Jiaxian's eyes in an instant.

"It's really good to hide. Cao Jiaxian frowned, he put away the black sword, and slapped it on the ground with one palm: "What if you can hide?" Solution!"

As soon as the words fell, with him as the center, wave marks ejected out in a spiral.

"Ahem~" The man hiding somewhere was bounced out, Cao Jiaxian smiled coldly, and stabbed him in the chest with a sword.

"The assassin of the Yuan family, where is Yuan Benchu?" Cao Jiaxian shook the tip of his sword, and the person who was pierced by his sword gradually dissipated as if it had never appeared.

"It's so merciless. The chengguan sighed with emotion, "Strong courage." ”

Note 1.C83 model worker "Sword Art Online" Asuna,Anyway, the summer C84 is over.,But there aren't many surprises in the book of the crazy three.。 By the way, the so-called model worker is the one who has published the most books.

Note 2: Hong Kong magazines are the kind of magazines you know, don't be a mother, they have been blocked.

PS. In the afternoon, I passed by the pickup truck on the way to drive black with my friends, but fortunately it was only a bruise. I really don't know if I'm unlucky or lucky, anyway, I'm sorry to be late. For the sake of my determination to get to the starting point with an injury, give me some encouragement, dear!