Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 437
Whether it is Zhao Hao or Qian Fang, for those actresses, they all need to curry favor.

Because, no matter how famous you are, if these two people really want you to disappear in the entertainment circle, it's just a matter of saying a few words.

Therefore, those celebrities who are like the stars holding the moon outside will be willing to be the last here and help pour the wine.

After Fan Chengfeng came out, not only did he not shake Qian Fang's face, he even got Zhao Hao drunk and left in a swaggering way. These two things undoubtedly told everyone that I, Fan Chengfeng, was also quite a famous person.

It's just a free endorsement, but in exchange for being able to call Zhao Hao and Qian Fang the favor of brothers and sisters.

Comparing the two, Lin Ling may have already guessed.

It's just that Qian Fang's expression was a little weird. Probably, he has never seen such a shameless and poor master martial artist.

What Qian Fang wants to know can be found out in a short time after a phone call.

Fan Chengfeng's assets on the bright side, including the eye-catching store, the fresh tea house, and the income from the online store, basically have a rough outline in Qian Fang's mind.

No matter how much money the Xian Tea House online store attracts, there is always a number to measure it.

According to current estimates, the annual turnover is only 4000 to [-] million, without excluding various costs.

To be more generous, the business of Xian Tea House's online shop is increasing every day, and it can earn him [-] million a year.

Qian Fang bought the land of the clubhouse at a price of 8000 million eight years ago, and started investing in the construction of the clubhouse five years ago, and the total cost was only [-] million yuan.

He is a buddy in the clubhouse's million-dollar club. If any one is twisted out, the net profit may be more than [-] million a year.

As for those martial arts sects, there are industrial distributions, either explicitly or secretly, and the guru level allocates the most resources in the sect, and it is a trivial matter to spend one or two hundred million at random.

"interesting,"

Qian Fang looked in the direction of the Bajiao Pavilion, his eyes wandering, and he muttered to himself.

I don't know whether to say that Fan Chengfeng is stingy, or that this person is better at using resources.

But when looking at Lin Ling, Qian Fang didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

In other words, this is an attitude of acquiescence.

……

After driving back to the hotel, Fan Chengfeng asked the waiter, but Tang Yan hadn't come back yet.

It was almost twelve o'clock at this time, Fan Chengfeng muttered something to himself and went back to the room, the phone beeping non-stop.

Most of them were the notification sounds of the drifting bottle, and Fan Chengfeng was stunned after opening it.

It was a message from Song Xi of Xingyuezong, full of anxiety between the lines.

"Senior, where are you, please, please save Xiaobai."

"Master said, Xiaobai is dying soon."

"woohoo,"

Song Xi was crying very sad. The photo Fan Chengfeng saw was still in the corridor. Song Xi was holding Xiao Bai, her eyes were red and swollen like peaches, and Xiao Bai in her arms was also thin and thin, with a lot of white hair all over her body. They've all turned yellow.

At Song Xi's feet, the different flavors of dog food that Fan Chengfeng had sent before were lined up one by one, but Xiao Bai didn't have the slightest interest, just hung his head there.

Xiaobai's illness is indeed quite serious, and Fan Chengfeng's scalp is also numb.

Don't wait until you have completely gained Song Xi's trust, and Xiaobai has already died. If that is the case, this task will not be able to be done.

But Fan Chengfeng thought about it and felt something was wrong. Didn't the system introduction say that Xiaobai was of the blood of a divine beast?

To hang up so easily, it really loses the face of the four characters of the blood of the beast.

Fan Chengfeng was a little bit crazy, he glanced at the poor little girl Song Xi, and then at Xiaobai who didn't have much energy, Fan Chengfeng could only grit his teeth and type a word on it.

"You and I are separated by countless time and space, and I can't see Xiaobai's symptoms very clearly for a while."

After thinking about it, I added a sentence cautiously, "Nowadays, only I use my supernatural powers to bring him to observe, maybe it can bring Xiaobai back to life."

"I just don't know, little girl, would you like to give it a try?"

In Xingyuezong, Song Xi cried into tears.

Xiaobai's illness, the sect is helpless, even those seniors who quietly retired hundreds of years ago and became the guardian force of the sect can't do anything about it.

The appearance of the bloodline of the divine beast in Lanling Prefecture was originally a gratifying and congratulatory event, but now, Xiaobai is dying, and the breath of life in his body is dissipating faster and faster, and it seems that he has reached the point where the oil is exhausted.

Countless panaceas were spent before, but now it seems to be in vain.

Xiaobai was just sick at the beginning, but in the end it was like a patient who was not cured and began to think that he was terminally ill and there was no cure for it.

This can't be blamed on the powerhouses of the Xingyue Sect. In the entire Lanling Prefecture, the Xingyue Sect is second to none.However, there are not many inheritances about the bloodline of the divine beast in the whole world. Xiaobai of the Xingyue Sect is the first time that all strong people have encountered the bloodline of the divine beast.

In other words, it is known that you are sick, but no one knows what kind of disease you have. As for how to cure it, it is naturally impossible to talk about it.

Song Xi's little face was full of despair and sadness.

When he heard that familiar voice, he suddenly looked towards the sky.

Even Xiao Bai in her arms struggled, and at the same time began to howl excitedly.

Because in Xiaobai's view, that place is his only hope.

Xiaobai roared, and there were countless fluctuations in the entire Xingyue Sect, and one after another, figures appeared beside Song Xi.

He saw the gleam in Xiaobai's eyes, and also saw the hope in Song Xi's eyes.

A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe walked out of the crowd, glanced at Xiaobai, and then asked in a deep voice, "Xi'er, what happened?"

"Master, there was a voice transmission from a senior expert just now, saying that he wants to take Xiaobai away, maybe there is a chance to save its life."

Song Xi said to the middle-aged man very excitedly, but the middle-aged man frowned.

The bloodline of the divine beast appeared in Lanling Prefecture, and it was the only one in this world. Even though it was sick, there were still countless people coveting it.

"Honestly, for Xiaobai,"

Song Xi's master still wanted to say something, but the next moment, Xiaobai got the strength from somewhere, broke away from Song Xi's embrace, and jumped on Song Xi's master, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Xiaobai, who has the blood of a divine beast, has already opened his mind. Although he can't speak for the time being, Song Xi's master already understands what it wants to express.

Just as he was about to speak, in the dim and irrelevant sky, a huge hand tore through the void and came across time and space.

(End of this chapter)