became famous in World War I, and the name Ling Fan was remembered by countless organizations, and he truly became a rising star.

Each organization has different attitudes towards Ling Fan, and some have shown friendship and are optimistic about Ling Fan's future.

Some people also felt that Ling Fan was just a flash in the pan and didn't care at all.

There are even a few organizations that are hostile, and the reason is very simple, if you are strong, I will be jealous of you.

But in general, under the premise of no entanglement of interests, the vast majority of people are still unwilling to make enemies with him.

As time passed, Ling Fan's previous Villa No. 4 was also revealed by insiders.

Although there is no video corroboration of this, everyone is happy to believe it.

The network is like this, there is no time and geography limit, and hundreds of millions of people speak freely on it.

At this time, the sky is bright and the sun shines through the windows.

Erha rested his head on his paws, yawned, and looked up at Ling Fan, who was still sleeping.

Then it walked gracefully and went to the bathroom.

Ling Fan's internal injuries were not serious, and his vigorous qi and blood had basically healed his internal injuries.

What really bad is the problem of the small half of his body freezing, and at this moment, his left arm is still in a dislocated state.

A rollover.

"Ahh......h Hurt. ”

Ling Fan was woken up by his own pain.

I have to say that Xiong Zhenxuan's ice attribute energy was very domineering, and it wasn't until the second half of the night that Ling Fan's small half of his body thawed, and then began to slowly heal itself.

"Where is this? Hey, how fragrant. ”

Ling Fan lay on the bed and slowly turned his head to look around.

All that greeted me was a piece of pink, pink sheets, pink wardrobes, and pink window frames.

At the head of the bed is a pink bear, and a painting tube stands next to the bed.

"It's fragrant and pink, Yi Xiaohuan is taking me to which beauty's boudoir!"

Ling Fan instantly felt that he was a girl.

couldn't help but ponder in his heart, he didn't think about Yi Xiaohuan at all.

According to his understanding of Yi Xiaohuan, the other party shouldn't like this color decoration, I can't tell why, anyway, it's like this.

It turned out that his feeling was wrong, this was Yi Xiaohuan's room.

The guest room was slept by Si Yuning, Ling Fan's parents occupied another room, and Yi Jian'an's room couldn't be opened with the door locked.

As a last resort, Yi Xiaohuan could only let Ling Fan sleep in her own room.

He struggled to sit up, lifted the thin quilt and looked at his injuries.

Then he shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself: "It's really miserable, if the paw surnamed Xiong was moved to the right by four or five centimeters at that time, and the heart was frozen, it would be over." ”

The wound had been treated, and at the moment there was gauze wrapped around it, and he could feel the granules slowly growing, and the vigorous qi and blood played a huge role.

Ling Fan stretched out his body and touched the painting tube, unscrewed it and looked at it, and the purple sword lay quietly inside.

"Blessings and misfortunes, you've caused me a lot of trouble, hehe. ”

Ling Fan was putting the painting tube away, thinking in his mind: "What about Erha, the backpack is there, and the medicine is still in the bag." ”

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a movement.

"Woohoo!"

Erha came back from going to the toilet and was overjoyed to see Ling Fan sitting on the bed.

With his two front paws on the bed, he stuck out his tongue and kept humming, just like a child coquettish next to an adult.

"Erha, I'm back, but I'm a little seriously injured, and it's not very convenient to move for the time being. Were you good yesterday?"

Ling Fan gently rubbed Erha's plush head with his right hand and said with a smile.

When Erha heard Ling Fan's question, he immediately began to gesture excitedly, and his two front paws kept pulling and pulling, with different tones of shouting, and the performance was vivid.

Ling Fan laughed, and he didn't care about the pain of the wound.

"Haha, you mean, the dogs here have been tamed by you, no wonder they are so spirited. ”

Erha tilted his head, waved his paws, and whined softly, meaning, what is that, it's not worth mentioning.

"Look at your beauty. Ling Fan suddenly thought that Erha was here, so Si Yuning should also be there, and asked, "Where is Yuning?"

Erha raised his paw and pointed to the side, then made a lying down position.

Ling Fan thought for a moment and said softly, "Haven't you woken up yet?" By the way, Erha, where did you put the backpack I let you carry?"

Hearing this question, Erha turned to the other side, and slowly plowed the ground with his front paws, pretending to be innocent.

In the end, under Ling Fan's questioning, it admitted that it was lost, and it was possible that it was in Yi Xiaohuan's car.

Ling Fan was speechless and said secretly: "Looking at this IQ, it may be only a very pure Erha." ”

Then Ling Fan asked Erha to find someone, and he felt hungry.

Yi Xiaohuan will not be at home, Xiong Zhenxuan has fled, and the Qin Zun Group is equal to a group of dragons without a leader, and she has a lot of things to deal with.

Ling Fan's parents were in the villa.

It's just that they haven't rested well for more than ten days, although they have Ling Fan's things in mind, but when they fall asleep, the body's protective mechanism makes them directly fall into a deep sleep, and they still haven't woken up.

When Ling Fan learned about it, he asked Erha not to disturb them, he planned to get up and find something to eat by himself.

"Yard wheat husk, the whole left side of the body is not very flexible, and the ice attribute surnamed Xiong is really ruthless. ”

Ling Fan slowly stumbled while scolding and following Erha to the kitchen.

After coming to Yi Xiaohuan's house for a day, Erha was already familiar with the road.

Just as Ling Fan was passing by the living room, the door of the villa sounded, and Yi Xiaohuan came back a little tired.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Ling Fan moving forward slowly like a zombie, with bandages wrapped around his upper body and a pair of small shorts underneath.

Yi Xiaohuan's face suddenly turned a little red, it was impossible to pretend that he didn't see it at this time.

Ling Fan waved his hand and said with an extremely natural smile: "Xiao Huan, whose house is this, you still have the key?"

Yi Xiaohuan hung his head slightly, his face was slightly red, he walked to Ling Fan's side to support him, and said, "Why are you getting out of bed like this, don't you know how to wear something when you get out of bed? ”

Poof.

Ling Fan couldn't hold back his laughter, and when he touched the wound, he suddenly hissed in pain.

Yi Xiaohuan helped Ling Fan to sit down next to the coffee table, blushing and saying angrily: "What are you laughing at, what's so funny!"

A trace of regret flashed in her heart when she drove to Qingtou Mountain last night, and she thought that when Ling Fan found out about the decoration of her room, he would definitely laugh at her.

Ling Fan coughed and smiled, "Thank you." ”

Ling Fan thought to himself: It's better not to mention the problem of pink dress, lest the other party be embarrassed, just take it as natural.

Yi Xiaohuan sat next to him and said, "You have also helped me a lot, now I have a lot of power to speak in the Qin Zun Group, all because you beat Xiong Zhenxuan." ”

As he spoke, Yi Xiaohuan took out a delicate small box from his backpack, like a jewelry box.

"Seeing that you are so badly injured, you can use this thing, it should help you somewhat. ”

Ling Fan took the jewelry box and opened it with a click, a touch of pure energy fluctuation swept across his cheeks.

"What is this?"