I may have cultivated to become a god [Interstellar]

Is it really okay to be so straightforward and seductive?

You were still shy in the last communication, why did you suddenly become bolder this time?

"Go to bed early and wait for you tomorrow." Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, Fan Kang said goodbye. Before hanging up the communication, he seemed to be provocative, pressed his index finger to his lips, and said silently: "Good night."

Xiu Binglin responded indiscriminately, and the moment he turned off the optical brain, he felt that his breathing became easier.

Staring at the dimmed light brain in a daze, what was in his mind seemed to be setting off firecrackers, or fighting with others.

He worshiped a Taoist priest as his master since he was a child, so he is a Taoist priest by profession.

When the master wanted him to inherit the monastery on the mountain and lighten the lintel, Xiu Binglin ran away.

He has dreamed of walking with a sword since he was a child, and he has to be trapped on one side before he has seen anything. Thinking about it, he feels terrible.

After going down the mountain, Xiu Binglin walked for three days and three days in the desert.

Thinking about the passage of time and changing the world, I had no choice but to be patient and continue walking eastward.

After walking for a while, I suddenly saw the spaceship Narilla flying in mid-air.

At that time, I thought that I was a cultivator just like myself because I could rely on the "dharma weapon" to fly.

So he flew into the air to stop him, and then went up to say hello and wanted to ask about the situation.

There were many people above and below, all wearing shiny armor, Xiu Binglin was feeling that this flying magic weapon was really good, and then saw the leader, the man was very handsome.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a straight military uniform, standing there is a scenery.

Xiu Binglin was dumbfounded, there was no such good-looking fellow in the school who was known for being lazy and casual.

"Xiu Binglin, a disciple of Haidaoren in Xia Kunlun, haven't asked for advice yet?"

This is the first encounter between Xiu Binglin and Fan Kang.

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At first, I wanted to follow Fan Kang because he was good-looking, and I didn't want to stay in a place where Master could find him quickly.

Later, I was very used to having such a person around me. This time Fan Kang was hospitalized, and Xiu Binglin had to take care of Mo Ling again. After being forced to separate, I felt that nothing was right.

Xiu Binglin thought wildly until the next morning, after thinking about it, he told Hao Xiyin to look at Mo Ling, and hurried to the hospital.

The moment I opened the ward, I suddenly felt relieved.

"Are you here?" Fan Kang raised the hospital bed halfway up, leaning against the pillow and looking at something.

Seeing Xiu Binglin come in, he smiled.

The gentle look hit Xiu Binglin's heart directly.

"Yesterday, I didn't say I wanted to eat apples yesterday. I brought you a bag." Xiu Binglin pretended to be calm and took out the fruit knife, and began to peel the apples seriously.

Fan Kang stared at Xiu Binglin's profile, fascinated.

This person always said that he was good-looking, and praised him endlessly, as if he was a fairy in the sky.

In fact, Xiu Binglin never thought that a Taoist cultivator is nourished by the aura of heaven and earth, and the aura in his bones cannot be concealed. Even with an ordinary appearance of 5 points, he can still score 7 or 8 points, not to mention that he is originally handsome.

Xiu Binglin's knife skills are excellent, the apple skin is connected into a whole, and the white apple is passed to Fan Kang, suddenly remembering the person he met last night: "By the way, do you know a man named Zong Hao?"

There is not a single word about Zong Hao on Xingwang. It may be that he is really not very famous, or it may be a fake name at all.

"Zong Hao?" The door of the room was opened again, and two people came in. The middle-aged man didn't say a word, but the young man was very familiar with Fan Kang, and Xiu Binglin also had a relationship.

"Sangzhao, you're here." Fan Kang saw people smiling, and seeing the middle-aged man following behind, his face suddenly darkened.

"Yes, Mr. Nan heard that you were injured, so he came here to take a look." Sang Zhao smoothed things over with a smile.

"Do you know Zong Hao?" Xiu Binglin looked at Mr. Nan, although Fan Kang's petite hair might not be pleasing to the eye, but this Mr. Nan actually recognized Zong Hao?

"Mr. Zong Hao is the boss of Nataratu Company." Mr. Nan looked very kind with a smile on his face.

This answer is expected, otherwise how to explain the endless methods of ascetics in Nataratu Company.

Xiu Binglin nodded, but Sang Zhao asked strangely: "Isn't Nataratu the Steiner family?"

I saw it yesterday when I was searching for information on the star network. This family appeared when Nataratu Company became famous. As soon as it appeared, it was the person in power of Nataratu Company. It was very beautiful.

So many people now think that Nataratu Company is owned by the Steiner family.

"You go to the laboratory every day. It's not surprising that you don't know this. The Steiner family is just the agent of Nataratu." Although Mr. Nan was talking to Sang Zhao, he looked at Xiu Binglin and smiled mysteriously: "Has this kid met Mr. Zong Hao? When I was young, I met Mr. Zong Hao from a distance at the ball where the head of the Steiner was succeeded. Looking back now, it is also fascinating."

Xiu Binglin was not sure whether to tell the truth to Mr. Nan.

Secretly thinking about Mr. Nan's background, the two of them looked at each other, as if their eyes were competing in the air, and Fan Kang, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said, "A Lin, I want to eat the fried rice in the restaurant downstairs."

"Okay!" Xiu Binglin put down the fruit knife in his hand, realizing that Sang Zhao brought Mr. Nan here, maybe he wanted to talk to Fan Kang about something he couldn't let himself know.

Looking at Fan Kang, he glared at Sang Zhao again.

As he walked, he thought about the stare just now, wondering if he had conveyed his warning well.

At that time, I was taken to the medical examination, and I didn't understand anything, so I jumped out of a photo of Sang with a hospital.

Not to mention that these two people are young and have a close relationship.

If you want to keep the two of them together alone, no matter how you think about it, you don't feel at ease!Even if that Mr. Nan is in...

The one surnamed Nan is with Sang Zhao.

They also seemed to have malicious intentions. Fan Kang didn't like that Mr. Nan, but Sang Zhao had a good relationship with Mr. Nan.

During the ten or so minutes of buying food downstairs, Xiu Binglin had already figured out that Sang Zhao raped Fan Kang with the help of Mr. Nan, and the two cooked rice.

Holding the lunch box, he ran faster and faster, and hurriedly opened the door of the ward, only Fan Kang was eating apples inside.

Xiu Binglin quickly put down the lunch box, lifted Fan Kang's quilt and looked it up and down, as if nothing happened.

"What are you doing?" Ren Xiu Binglin looked around nervously, seeing that he even wanted to take off his hospital gown, Fan Kang stopped him.

"Look at that bird—" Did the beast do anything to you.Before he finished speaking, Xiu Binglin himself sensed that something was wrong.

"Love?" Fan Kang asked strangely.

"See if you have been seduced by your little lover." Throwing away the quilt in his hand, he covered Fan Kang's head.

"There's no such thing as a little lover." His face was sincere, but anyone could see that he was holding back his smile.

Xiu Binglin stuffed the boxed lunch to Fan Kang: "If you say you don't have it, you don't have it, don't you want to eat pickled rice? Go eat yours!"

Who would have thought that Fan Kang didn't answer, but looked at Xiu Binglin pitifully: "My hand is hurt."

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