After a sad start, I was hit by the system

Ning Fei said, lowered his head with a lonely expression, and said sadly: "My leg is crippled, and I can no longer be a warrior, but don't worry, I will definitely help you contact another team member."

"And master, I can no longer be your apprentice. I won't be able to walk in the future, so how can I practice martial arts with you..." Ning Fei looked at Han Lei and sighed helplessly.

"Finished?" Li Ruoran said with a solemn expression, "You don't need to worry about this matter, I have already made arrangements for the team competition."

Ning Fei smiled wryly and said: "That's the best, that's the best." He looked at his legs sadly, feeling very uncomfortable.

He felt that becoming a warrior was the happiest thing in his life, but God was not fair. These days, he was also thinking about whether becoming a warrior was good or bad, trying to find some comfort for himself about to lose his status as a warrior.

Li Ruoran said solemnly: "The candidate has been decided from the very beginning."

"Who is it?" Ning Fei was curious.

"Of course it's you." The corners of Li Ruoran's mouth rose slightly, "We're a team, why would we play a team game without you?"

Ning Fei shook his head with a wry smile, pointed at his feet, and said with a miserable smile: "But I have already become like this, my legs can't even let me walk normally, how can I become a warrior..."

"With this, are you afraid that you won't be able to become a warrior?" Li Ruoran raised Liu Yemei, and took out the hand that had been behind her back all the time, and placed a black sandalwood box in the palm of her hand.

Li Ruoran took advantage of the opportunity to open the box, and a scent of medicine instantly hit his nostrils. Ning Fei only felt happy physically and mentally, and the wound on his body had a warm feeling of being kissed by an angel.

"This...is this? Da Huan Dan?" Ning Fei exclaimed.

As a warrior, Ningfei is very clear about Da Huan Dan. Originally, he also thought about using Da Huan Dan to heal his injuries, but the preciousness and cost of Da Huan Dan discouraged him.

But now, a Great Returning Pill was placed in front of him alive, and Ning Fei's hope of becoming a warrior was rekindled in his heart.

Seeing everyone, including his sister and parents, looking at him with smirks, Ning Fei instantly understood that everyone was preparing to watch his show just now. .

"Li Ruoran! Did you not tell me on purpose, because you want to watch me play!" Ning Fei asked with a straight face on purpose.

Li Ruoran laughed, and jokingly said: "Isn't that to relieve your depression these days..."

After speaking, everyone in the room laughed heartily, and the room was full of happiness.

After a while, Li Ruoran stopped laughing, and said with a serious face: "After taking Da Huan Dan, you need to concentrate on digesting it. The effect of the medicine is best absorbed within half an hour. You must remember to regulate the spiritual energy in your body to relieve the burst of Da Huan Dan. medicinal power."

Ning Fei nodded slightly, and wrote down what Li Ruoran said one by one.

After the explanation, several people left the room one after another, leaving Ning Fei alone to swallow the Great Return Pill.

Outside the door, Li Ruoran and Han Lei were about to say goodbye and leave.

"Both of you, thank you so much for taking care of and helping Xiao Fei!" Lu Yi said sincerely, taking the hands of the two of them.

"Thank you very much. I, Ning Guoqiang, will definitely pay off the money owed to you two slowly. Please take care of Xiaofei in the future." Ning Guoqiang stood at the door and said with a serious expression.

Han Lei and Li Ruoran both expressed their thanks, and after continuing to exchange a few words with the elders, they took their leave and left.

It was past five o'clock in the afternoon when we left the hospital. Sitting on Li Ruoran's Marsala Emperor, Han Lei returned to the Shenwu Library.

As soon as he walked into the front desk, Han Lei felt a gaze staring at him like a beast staring at its prey. Following this feeling, Han Lei and Director Li's eyes collided, and their eyes met for a while. .

"Director Li, I, I'm back..." Han Lei took the lead in breaking the embarrassment, scratching his head and laughing.

After all, there was some unpleasantness before going out, and Han Lei decided to break the deadlock first.

Curator Li stared at Han Lei unchanged, greeted him without changing his face, and said: "You came back just in time, help me rearrange the information on the desktop, there are two more A batch of new books have arrived on the first and third floors, and they will be sorted out within today."

"Yes..." Han Lei stood there blankly, why did I feel like I was being targeted. .

Seeing the back of Director Li going upstairs, Han Lei fell into deep thinking.

At this moment, Director Li was walking on the stairs with his hands behind his back, and continued to observe Han Lei from the corner of his eyes, thinking to himself, brat, if the old man finds out that you have an abnormal friendship with my good granddaughter, I will definitely not forgive you you!
Han Lei, who was sorting out the materials, felt a chill behind his back and sneezed suddenly.

There are always people who want to harm me. .

Borrowing a line from a costume drama in his previous life, he groaned in his heart, shook his head and continued to sort out the pile of materials in front of him.

. . .

Deep underground in an abandoned warehouse in the West District of Baihu City, the fire is brightly lit at the moment, and the internal and external passages criss-cross. In a room painted red, in the middle of the wall facing the door, hangs a There is an ancient badge of twenty centimeters.

The background color of the badge is dark red, and in the middle there are two headless men carrying two crossed silver giant swords. The blades are slightly scarlet. Right below the intersection of the two giant swords, there is a picture Big blood red Arabic numeral zero.

There is a wooden round table in the center of the room, and the table is covered with mottled marks carved with a knife. Sitting beside the round table are three people wearing knee-length windbreakers with dark red patterns, and their faces are completely covered by hazy black mist , only the red armbands with numbers engraved on their right shoulders can distinguish each other.

Two of them were the mysterious people who talked in the alley at the crossroads the night before. They were tall and short, and their shapes formed a huge contrast.

"What the hell did you do to me? Why did I turn into this person, ghost and ghost!"

One of the men who didn't have a red armband on his right shoulder asked, his voice mixed with fear and confusion.

"This is the best protection for you. You need to know that just 48 hours ago, you were already on the verge of death." The tall man responded disdainfully.

The man without the armband suddenly remembered something, grabbed his hair suddenly, and trembled violently, the chair was kicked by him, and the table was shaking from side to side.

Seeing this, the tall man stood up and wanted to make a move, but was stopped by his short companion.

"Let him think about it, and he will understand when he understands it." The short man's voice could not hear a trace of human emotion.

"what!"

The man without the red armband grabbed his head and slammed it against the table.

again and again.