Fushangshen Parenting Collection

After reading the document, Zong Jin put the information on the table and said with a sarcasm: "It has been almost ten years since the establishment of the pack of wolves... The current affairs have been turning a blind eye before, but now they decide to do it..."

"After all, it has something to do with current politics, so it will take some effort to move him with such a huge chain of interests," San Riyue said slowly, "Plus... there will be a change of office."

The current political leadership is not static. If you want to be in the top position, you must show some achievements. The Wolf Pack Organization is a good breakthrough, which can not only suppress political opponents, but also earn word of mouth.

"After more than three years of planning, this is the only information we have obtained?" Zong Jin asked.

"Hahaha, of course there are others, but," Sanriyue said with a smile, "I know that you are more familiar with the pack of wolves than current affairs...won't you share information?"

Zong Jin asked back with a smile on the same face: "You and I have completely different intelligence values. What good will it do me to share with you?"

"Haven't listened to it yet, how do you know that the information is not worth enough? Hmm...otherwise, it's just for the sake of being a colleague? Or..." San Riyue patted Liu Xing's head. "For his sake."

Liu Xing, who was drinking tea with her head down, put down the cup in confusion.

"Liu Xing, can I ask you something?" San Riyue asked.

"Okay." Liu Xing's answer was very straightforward, "What's the matter?"

"Help Fu Sangshen, who was injured in this pill." San Riyue looked at Zong Jin with a smile, "Should... a lot of people were injured, right?"

The red crescent moon in Zong Jin's eyes flickered slightly: "...well, I can't deny that."

In order to no longer be controlled by others, Fu Sangshen did not sign a contract with the God-inspector who was concealed by them.

Without a contract, the spiritual power that Fu Sangshen obtained from the God Judge is not pure, and the utilization rate is very low. In addition, with the increasing number of people in the Shenyin Organization, it is not easy to keep everyone in human form. , not to mention all the injured Fu Sangshen hands.

"But your little friend, do you have enough ability to pay for Fu Sangshen?" Zong Jin smiled, as if teasing, "Maybe he can't even hold a Taidao."

Hearing these words, Liu Xing knew that the other party was not her Grandpa Sanriyue, but facing the same face, she still couldn't help but feel a little grievance of being rejected by her relatives.

"Oh, please don't underestimate our little friend," Sanriyue countered with a smile, "This kid has excellent temperament and talent, and he is a rare and excellent judge...Ah, sorry, I forgot to read this book. The god judges here are all trash with low spiritual power and corrupt morals... Maybe you can't feel my pride?"

Liu Xing: "..." Are these words too hurtful? ? ?

Liu Xing has always regarded San Riyue as a real ancient aristocrat, with elegant posture and elegant words and sentences, she has never heard of San Riyue using trash to describe a person, but when she first heard it, she was a little unbelievable.

Zong Jin sighed slightly: "So 'I' is so annoying?"

Sanriyue smiled back: "You found out too late."

Two strikes and three suns and moons laughed "hahaha" together again.

Liu Xing: "...can I go down?"

Of course Zong Jin would not refuse: "Go to the flower bed downstairs and look for Gu Gu, he will help you gather the injured people." He paused, then smiled slightly at Liu Xing, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Liu Xing bowed to Zong Jin, and walked out of the examiner's office with Zhu Keqie.

After going downstairs, Liu Xing found the flower bed at the back of the office building with familiarity, and saw Kudo Shiro.

The silver-haired boy with a handsome face is holding a watering can in his hand, and a bag of fertilizer is placed at his feet. The pulled weeds are packed in garbage bags, and the flowers are planted in different areas according to different varieties... It can be seen that he takes care of These flowers are very skillful, every step is very careful.

Wakizawa's reconnaissance is very high, before they approached, Gu Gu had already spotted them, his red eyes swept past them, and returned to Huamiao: "Candlestick cut, long time no see."

Candlestick cut to face Gu Gu, obviously more relaxed than facing Zong Jin, and nodded in response: "Long time no see, Gu Gu."

Liu Xing walked to the edge of the flower bed, seeing those dying flowers and plants, she couldn't bear it: "They are so weak, will they still bloom this year?"

"...It can't be grown." Candlestick sighed softly, "The land in Honmaru is different from ordinary land. Without spiritual nourishment, no plants can be grown."

Gu Gu turned a deaf ear and sprinkled some fertilizer into the flower bed.

Liu Xing thought for a while, "You can buy more nutritious soil and spread it with a full layer to cover the original land of Honmaru."

Gu Gu was taken aback when he heard the words, and began to seriously consider the feasibility of this method, but soon realized that the two people should not just want to chat with him.

"What do you want from me?" Gu Gu's character was straight to the point, straight to the point.

"Help the injured person," Candlestick cut replied, "You will never refuse."

Soon, there was a long queue in the hand entering room.

Everyone is very conscious, the seriously injured are in the front, the slightly injured are in the back, and the uninjured are helping to resettle the others.

Liu Xing knew that these Fu Sangshen didn't trust human beings, so he didn't dare to talk to them, and just kept busy until a somewhat special patient appeared.

It was Okurigara with a horn growing on his forehead.

He didn't seem to come here voluntarily. He was pressed down by several colleagues and sat in front of Liu Xing. His scarlet eyes were full of murderous intent. When he stared at Liu Xing, he seemed to choose someone to eat. He was blocked by the candlestick.

"...The fallen Fusangshen, my lord, cannot be healed." Zhu Keqie had a very ugly expression when he spoke, "Take him away."

Liu Xing was stunned, and then anxiously grabbed Candlestick Cut: "Candlestick Cut, I haven't tried it yet, so it doesn't mean it can't be cured at all, maybe, maybe I can..."

"No." Zhu Keqie's tone was so cold that Liu Xing's spine shivered, "Don't even think about it."

Liu Xing bit her lower lip: "But—" But that's Dagurigara.

Whether it is Candlestick Kiri or a partner who was born and died together when the sword was raised, they are friends, comrades-in-arms, and relatives, even if they do not belong to the same Honmaru...

"Do you know what is one of the conditions for the dark fall?" Candlestick asked in a deep voice, and before Liu Xing could answer, he said: "It is to kill the God Judge." There were more than one.

Liu Xing subconsciously clenched his fists, and looked blankly at Zhenda Kurigaro.

From his shoulder to his chest, there was a knife wound [-] centimeters long, which had been stitched up with needles and thread, and he could smell a strong smell of disinfectant.

"Little Hikari," said Fusangshen, who was holding Daikurigara, among them was a taiko drum, Zhong Zhenzong, with pleading and hope on the young man's face, "Please, save Daikuri! I know the god judge There's no cure for dark fall...but...please, just try, if you try—"

"I will not put my judge in danger." Zhu Keqie's expression remained unchanged, indifferent and restrained, "Take it away, don't let me say it a third time."

"No, Daguli can control himself, he hasn't completely fallen into the dark—"

Candlestick Cut's right hand was already lightly resting on the long sword at his waist.

The hopeful expression on Taigu Zhong Zhenzong's face gradually faded, and turned into sadness and despair, which made Liu Xing feel sad.

"... If it's just healing the wound, I can do it!" Liu Xing grabbed Candlestick's arm, and looked at Candlestick with pleading eyes, "I only help him heal the wound, I won't do other things!"

"The dark fallen Fu Sangshen has no reason, only the desire to kill," Candlestick Qie still did not waver, "In his current state, it is hard to say whether he will attack you during the treatment."

"With you here!" Liu Xing said quickly, "You will protect me, right?"

Candlestick cut: "Even so, I can't let you risk yourself."

"No, it's not dangerous, with so many people standing by, nothing will happen to me—"

Zhu Keqie still didn't let go: "It's a stupid thing to entrust your safety to the people of Shenyin Organization."

"The candlestick cuts you—" Liu Xing was speechless by the stubborn candlestick, puffed his cheeks and endured it for a long time, and finally shouted out under Taiko Zhong Zhenzong's dimming eyes.

"Candlestick cut you idiot!"

Liu Xing's cheeks flushed with anger: "Is Da Juli the Fusangshen who hurts innocent people? No way! Is he the Fusangshen who hurts children? No way! He likes small animals! He's easy to soften! Only his mouth is special. Hard! You know this better than me, so trust him!"

"Believe in your friends!!"

The author has something to say: In fact, if you really want to say it, the method of cutting candlesticks is correct.

No one welcomes human beings in this pill, let alone the dark sword, the candlestick is absolutely impossible for Liu Xing to try the danger, even if the opponent is Dajuli.

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