The God of the Father and the Hero is Broken [Transmigration Book]

By the time the meal was over, Jian Yao still hadn't recovered from the shock just now, he even thought he was dreaming.

That Holy Father Huo Yan, who is always submissive, has learned to reject people?

Why!

Jian Yao thought about it, and thought of a reason that he couldn't believe it himself - the butterfly effect caused by him, a person who wears books.

During the meal, Jian Yao was absent-minded, and kept peeking at Huo Yan, trying to find out the reason for his sudden change or some clues from Huo Yan's face.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Huo Yan stopped, raised his head and looked at Jian Yao with a smile on his face.

Jian Yao hesitated again and again, but couldn't help asking: "Why did you let them out just now?"

Maybe it was because there were too many people in the cafeteria, the two boys didn't dare to argue anymore after being kicked out of the team, after all, they still wanted face.

It may also be because I am there. After all, according to the logic of this book, the supporting roles are not shameful. As long as they can disgust the protagonist and readers, their mission will be considered a successful conclusion.

Huo Yan: "I think you're right, I can't keep doing this."

Jian Yao was stunned for a moment, he let out a long sigh of relief, and smiled brightly: "That's what you should think, and you should have done this a long time ago!"

"The more conniving and tolerant you are, the more they will push forward."

Huo Yan looked at Jian Yao's smiling face.

He had never seen a person like Jian Yao, and things that had nothing to do with him always made him smile.

It seems that his life is better, and Jian Yao will feel happy because of it.

"My dad may come to your house today." Huo Yan looked at the corner of Jian Yao's mouth.

Jian Yao asked strangely, "What is he doing at my house?"

"Could it be borrowing money?" Jian Yao still remembered the face of Huo Gan asking Huo Yan for money yesterday.

That kind of natural tone can make people vomit every time they hear it.

Huo Yan: "I want to borrow your house."

Jian Yao's eyes widened, and he couldn't even realize what Huo Yan was saying immediately: "What?!"

"My mother is working as a nanny for someone." Huo Yan said calmly. The word "Mom" seemed to be no different from other words when he said it. "The young master she has been taking care of wants to come here to play, but doesn't want to live here." Hotel, my dad thinks your house is the most suitable."

Jian Yao understood now, he said angrily: "Why don't you do it?!"

Huo Yan didn't know, but did he know that the young master was Huo Gan and Yang Jinhua's own son, the dove who occupied the magpie's nest.

Even if the disaster is not as good as his children, this son is not a good thing. He is selfish and cruel. He knows that he is a dove, but he also wants to kill the real magpie so that he can sit in that position forever.

Framed and abused, exhausted all kinds of means, just because he couldn't let go of the enjoyment of the wealthy.

He also asked Huo Yan's own brother to deal with his brother himself.

"It can't be done anyway." Jian Yao was furious, "I won't do it no matter how much money you give, and my mother will definitely not do it either. Although our family is not rich, we don't lack that much."

Jian Anzhi is a writer of fairy tale books. Over the years, he has accumulated a lot of fame and is quite well-known in the industry.

The family is considered well-off, at least not to the point where he took his son to live in a hotel for money, and then gave up the house to others.

Voluntarily renting out a house and being paid for it are two different things.

Or it's okay if the person throwing money is someone else, but if that person is a "fake young master", then absolutely not!

"No." The more Jian Yao thought about it, the angrier he became, he stood up directly, rarely looked directly into Huo Yan's eyes and said, "I won't wait for you after class at night, I'll go back first."

He wanted to prevent his mother from being persuaded by Huo Gan's excuses.

Anyway, he didn't want to live in the house that "fake young master" lived in in the future.

Huo Yan didn't seem to expect that Jian Yao would be so angry, he asked softly: "It's just staying for a while, and I will help you book a hotel and pay rent, why are you unhappy?"

"I, I..." Jian Yao couldn't tell the reason, he couldn't say that I knew what would happen to you in the future, so he quickly made an excuse for himself, "I hate the rich!"

Jian Yao moaned and said, "Anyway, I don't like the rich second generation."

Huo Yan didn't reply right away, his eyes moved down and landed on Jian Yao's hands that were clasped because of nervousness and nonsense.

"Really?" Huo Yan chuckled lightly, "It's such a coincidence that I also hate rich people."

Jian Yao blinked, thinking he heard it wrong, he looked at Huo Yan inexplicably, and asked cautiously: "What did you just say?"

Huo Yan: "I said I also hate the rich."

Jian Yao: "..."

"Haha." Jian Yao laughed dryly, "Then we have one more thing in common."

"By the way, I heard from my deskmate that it seems to be the season for catching snakes recently." Jian Yao changed the subject bluntly, "Will you go up the mountain by then?"

Huo Yan: "Yes."

Jian Yao believed that nothing would happen if Huo Yan caught the snake, because in the book Huo Yan would only encounter man-made disasters, but he was still worried that his butterfly wings would change everything, so he persuaded: "You are already a sophomore in high school. What do you do with the time to catch snakes? If you have that time, it’s better to study more questions, I also have a high school sophomore paper at home, do you want to do it? I’ll go back tonight and get it for you.”

"Okay." Huo Yan did not refuse.

Jian Yao breathed a sigh of relief: "You should be like this, think more about yourself, no one in this world can be trusted, only you can be trusted."

After lunch, Jian Yao returned to the classroom. Not all students eat lunch in the cafeteria or near the school, those who live nearer will go home to eat, and the students who live on campus will also go back to the dormitory to take a nap after eating, only Jian Yao Day students who live far away will go back to the classroom for a lunch break after lunch.

After drawing the curtains of the classroom, the few students either slept on the table, or chatted quietly, or played backgammon and checkers.

Jian Yao also lay on the table, closing his eyes and thinking about what Huo Yan said.

He only realized now that there is no wealthy family in this episode of the book. Huo Yan was constantly abused during this period, and then fell into the trough of life. He was discovered by the wealthy parents in the trough, and then he entered the next plot.

But now, that "fake young master" is about to appear.

And it's still very unreasonable to come here at the beginning of school time.

After all, the rich parents in the book are still very concerned about their children's education. The two children received elite education since they were young. The tutors in elementary school were all graduate students or doctors. It is impossible to let the children run around the world after school starts.

Something must be wrong.

But Jian Yao couldn't catch any clues.

The plot was rushing in a direction he was not familiar with, and he had no choice but to change nothing.

Maybe it was because the students had nothing to do, so the head teacher came to the classroom at the end of the first class and informed the class leader to pick up the textbooks.The girls are responsible for counting the subjects and numbers, and the boys are responsible for shipping them back and then sending out the books.

But the schedule will still be a little later, and it is estimated that the military training can only be obtained after the end of the military training.

As a member of the class cadre, Jian Yao followed behind the main force. His mind was full of things about Huo Yan. Follow Huo Yanzhuan.

But he just couldn't help thinking of Huo Yan, and what Huo Yan might experience.

Jian Yao rubbed his Qingming acupoint, thinking that he was too fascinated by reading and had too much empathy for Huo Yan, so he was unconsciously driven emotionally.

But it can't be his fault!

How many readers want to get into the book to vent their anger for the protagonist when they see certain plots?

This is certainly not a problem he would face alone - if anyone else wears books.

"What are you in a daze for?" The monitor brought a stack of books to Jian Yao.

Jian Yao subconsciously said, "Nothing."

Then he reached out and took the stack of books and hugged it.

The class monitor wears thick glasses. He is the class monitor by raising his hand. Because there is no competition, it is very easy for him to be the monitor. The reason why he is the monitor is also very simple - because he has been the monitor for three years in junior high school.

And in terms of academic performance, the senior high school entrance examination results can also be ranked third in the class.

The squad leader also picked up a stack of books and walked back with Jian Yao. He took the initiative to ask, "Have you previewed?"

Jian Yao nodded: "I have been taking online classes at home during the summer vacation."

The squad leader said in surprise: "Me too, if you and I have any questions that we don't understand, then we can communicate together."

"By the way, I saw you going to the cafeteria to eat with the seniors at noon." The monitor's tone was hesitant. He seemed to be hesitating whether to say it, but he continued after a few seconds, "Is that person called Huo Yan?" ?”

Jian Yao frowned slightly involuntarily, and when he mentioned Huo Yan, he thought of those things that worried him: "Yes."

The squad leader looked at his expression and said cautiously: "I don't know him well, but they all say that he has the habit of stealing things. You should be careful when you come into contact with him, and don't let him know if you have money..."

"They?" Jian Yao was a little irritable, but still suppressed his emotions and said, "I don't know them in your mouth, I only know Huo Yan. Compared with Huo Yan in other people's mouths, I trust my eyes and feelings more."

Jian Yao pursed her lips: "I know you mean well and want to remind me, but I hope you don't tell me these things again."

The squad leader's expression instantly became awkward, he lowered his head, slowed down slowly, and distanced himself from Jian Yao.

He didn't understand why Jian Yao's reaction was so big because he was clearly reminding him kindly.

Regarding Huo Yan's matter, anyone who is willing to inquire about it will know about it.

He just didn't want a good student to be led badly by Huo Yan.

Even if Huo Yan has good grades, what good is it?Character is also very important!

Jian Yao returned to the classroom with the book in his arms, put the book on the podium and sat back in his seat.

As soon as he sat down, Zhou Yi moved his head closer and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? His face is all black."

Jian Yao was taken aback, he touched the corner of his mouth, it was indeed drooping, he pursed his lips, and asked Zhou Yi tentatively: "If you have a good friend, you know he is a good person, but he is loved by everyone." What would you do if someone misunderstood you?"

This question was too complicated, Zhou Yi had to react for a few seconds before saying: "...help him explain?"

Jian Yao shook his head: "No one believes him except you."

Zhou Yi: "Then how miserable this person is!"

Zhou Yi thought for a few seconds, then shrugged and said, "What can we do then? Try not to be influenced by other people. If you are the only one who believes in him, then your ability is very limited. It is easy for everyone to follow the crowd."

Jian Yao sighed leisurely.

Zhou Yi: "No way? Are there really such unlucky people around you?"

Jian Yao was in a complicated mood. He looked at the blackboard with unfocused eyes, waiting for the monitor to hand out the book.

The books of each subject were slowly passed down from the first row, and Jian Yao saw the familiar textbook again. The textbook was exactly the same as what he had learned before wearing the book. This was probably the second good news he received today.

The first good news, of course, is that Huo Yan has learned to refuse.

Although the reason is unknown.

The class monitor stood on the podium, he looked at Jian Yao with embarrassment and anger, and after he found that Jian Yao was staring at the blackboard, he quickly averted his eyes, lest he make eye contact with Jian Yao.

The squad leader sat back in his seat, and the deskmate saw that his face was not right, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Didn't you look fine when you went out?"

The squad leader finally couldn't hold back and said: "Didn't I see Jian Yao walking with Huo Yan, the sophomore in high school at noon? I reminded him when I was just moving the books, and told him to be careful with Huo Yan. Huo Yan's hands and feet were not clean, so he was kind. Being regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey, he even said a word to me, and told me not to say these things in front of him in the future."

"I didn't lie." The monitor became more and more angry, "I also think about him, I'm in the same class, and I don't want to harm him."

The deskmate hurriedly comforted him: "Then just leave him alone, he doesn't know what to do, he will know when he suffers."

Squad leader: "Anyway, I will never put my hot face on his cold ass again."

The deskmate glanced in Jian Yao's direction: "He, a person from the capital, certainly doesn't like us, so leave him alone."

Class monitor: "If you don't like it, then why did he transfer here?! Looking for a sense of accomplishment? Crazy!"

The deskmate: "Look at Zhou Yi, he keeps talking to him, but he doesn't usually talk to us much."

Zhou Yi was a man of the hour in junior high school, and he was the same when he entered high school. Although he looks average, he not only has good grades, but also plays basketball well. He has a cheerful personality and can talk to anyone.

There are many people who like him, but there are also many who are jealous of him.

The deskmate whispered: "Anyway, a good relationship with Zhou Yi is not a good thing."

The squad leader lowered his eyes and stopped discussing this with his deskmate. Instead, he looked at the pen in his hand. No one could see what he was thinking.

·

At the same time, Jian Anzhi, who was revising the manuscript in the study, heard a knock on the door.

She walked to Jian Yao's room, looked down from the balcony, and saw clearly the person who was knocking on the door.

"Father Huo Yan, what's the matter?" Jian Anzhi was very defensive, she shouted, "It's not convenient to open the door for you now."

Huo Gangan said with a smile: "It's better to say it face to face, you open the door for me."

Jian Anzhi: "It's the same on the phone."

Huo Gan was a little impatient: "It's a good thing anyway, don't blame me for not telling you after you miss it."

Jian Anzhi didn't really believe in the good things Huo Gan said, and she still didn't fulfill Huo Gan's wish: "Father Huo Yan, I'm so sorry, if I can't say it on the phone, let it go."

"Why are you..." Huo Gan's expression suddenly became ferocious, but he quickly returned to his usual look. He snorted coldly, "Women have long hair but short knowledge, and are timid. Everyone looks like a bad guy."

Jian Anzhi didn't hear what was said later. Seeing that Huo Gan didn't speak, she said, "I still have something to do. I'll talk to you next time. I'll go get busy first."

Huo Gan watched Jian Anzhi retreat from the balcony.

He kicked on the tree next to him, and before he could finish venting, the phone rang again.

"Golden Flower." Huo Gan complained, "That woman didn't give me a chance to say it."

Yang Jinhua scolded angrily over there: "What did you, a father, do to your son?! You can't handle even small things."

Huo Gan: "What do you mean! You traded my son! Now you're blaming me?!"

Only then did Yang Jinhua change her tone: "That's not what I meant, Lao Huo, we owe Xiao Miao, and we have to make up for him."

"He just wants to go and have fun, we as parents have to let him have fun."

"If the family doesn't agree, you can think of a way."

Huo Gan wiped his hair irritably: "What can I do? If I had a way, I would still be here?"

Yang Jinhua said softly: "Didn't you say you are a single woman with a child?"

"Can't you just scare her?"

"It's not really going to cause anything."

"Scary and not illegal."

"For our son, you have to act like an old man."

"Don't let your son down."

·

Just after school, Jian Yao didn't even have time to say hello to the "friends" he just met. He rushed out of the classroom as if he had wings growing on his back. Here is flat ground, and he can take two steps down with one step.

It may be because Jian Yao took a "bad head", and the students behind him who were walking down the steps slowly followed suit.

The next level becomes a race of speed.

It's just that Jian Yao didn't notice it, he walked to the street and waited for nearly half an hour before he got the only bus in the county.

The bus will never consider the feelings of passengers. It sways slowly and bumps like a turtle. As long as it can reach the destination, no one can question its speed.

When Jian Yao took out the key to open the door, the corners of his mouth were still tightly pursed.

In fact, the mother and son did not buy this house, but rented it. It stands to reason that they can rent it out again, and the other party will also cover their hotel expenses, so they can make another profit. From any point of view, it is not a loss.

It might not be a big deal to Huo Yan, Huo Yan didn't even know that the coming "Master" was an important driving force behind his tragic fate.

But Jian Yao didn't want to. He thought he was Huo Yan's friend. As a friend, even if he couldn't do anything for him, he couldn't add insult to injury and make him feel sad.

What's more, Huo Yan is indeed gentle and considerate to him, such a person should not bear the torture in the book.

"Mom!" Jian Yao raised his head and shouted into the room while changing his shoes in the porch, and almost tripped over his own feet when taking off his shoes.

With one hand propped on the porch, he called out again: "Mom!"

Jian Anzhi heard her son's voice downstairs, and she came down wearing a shawl: "You turn on the light first, what happened so urgently?"

Only then did Jian Yao turn on the light in the entrance.

"Did Huo Gan come to look for you?" Jian Yao ran to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, and handed it to Jian Anzhi.

Jian Anzhi sat on the sofa, watching her son looking at her intently, with big and bright eyes, she couldn't hold back, smiled and rubbed Jian Yao's head.

Jian Yao's naturally curly hair feels good to the touch, Jian Anzhi can't stop touching it, but Jian Yao doesn't rush.

"What do you call him?" Jian Anzhi stroked his son's "dog's head", closed his eyes and educated him, "No matter what kind of person he is, you should call him uncle in front of everyone."

Jian Yao: "Got it, I will definitely remember it next time."

Only then did Jian Anzhi say: "He came to look for me, but I didn't let him in. Huo Yan's father is different from Huo Yan. It stands to reason that if he can raise such a child, even if he is a parent...hey... "

Jian Anzhi sighed, and then stopped talking about Huo Yan's family. She took a sip of the water Jian Yao brought and said with a smile: "He didn't tell me anything, I asked him to call me, he Didn't hit either."

"Did you know something?" Jian Anzhi looked at Jian Yao's profile.

It is clear that Jian Yao has only come here not long ago, but he and Jian Anzhi are really like a mother and child, with just one movement of his eyes, Jian Anzhi can know what he is thinking, or what he is hiding.

"Huo Yan told me today." Jian Yao didn't think it was necessary to hide this matter from Jian Anzhi, he had an inexplicable confidence in Jian Anzhi, thinking that she would never move out of this house because of money, "Fucking Isn’t he acting as a nanny for someone? The employer’s son wants to come here to play, but he doesn’t want to stay in a hotel, so Huo Gan wants us to give up the house, and then we go to live in a hotel.”

Jian Anzhi said with a smile: "I thought it was some big event that made you so anxious. Your mother and I are busy finishing the new book, so I don't have time to move it around. Are you at ease now?"

Jian Yao showed a particularly bright smile at Jian Anzhi.

Jian Anzhi reached out and pulled his cheek, and sighed with a smile: "I don't know who you look like because you can't hide your thoughts on this face."

This Jian Yao does know: "Like grandma."

Jian Anzhi: "...that's true."

Although I haven't seen him since wearing it, Jian Yao can find the memories of the two old people. They are kind and kind. They never tell Jian Anzhi how to raise children. They treat their grandsons more like two old children. Fried food and ice cream, and then suffer Jian Anzhi's training together.

It may be because he has devoted almost his whole life to the education industry and has never delved into human relations, so he still has two hearts at such an age, and a large part of his annual salary is donated to charity organizations, and he also made targeted donations Poor children in more than a dozen mountains study.

Even every time Jian Anzhi sent money to them, they never used the money, and kept it there waiting for their grandson to study.

According to what they said, as long as Jian Yao is willing to study, the family can support him to study until he is seventy or eighty.

Jian Yao has never been loved by his family, so even if he just retrieved it from his memory, he still feels sweet.

It's the kind of sweetness that makes you laugh out loud in your dreams.

"He won't come to trouble us, will he?" Jian Yao was still a little worried. He didn't want to call Huo Gan his uncle, and he couldn't call him by his name directly, so he had to use "he" to refer to him.

Jian Yao knows Huo Gan's virtue, he has no three views, let alone lower limit.

Jian Anzhi was very optimistic: "How can he trouble me? Taking out the trash in front of our house? These are trivial things."

Jian Yao: "..."

He didn't know what to say to Jian Anzhi, so he could only remind himself to observe and pay attention, so that Huo Gan could not take advantage of it.

Anyway, as long as he is not at home, Jian Anzhi is still very defensive.

As usual, Jian Yao rested for a few minutes after eating two slices of toast, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, and finally went to bed.

He lay in bed unable to fall asleep, took out his mobile phone and didn't know what to watch.

So he rehearsed in his mind what expressions Huo Gan and Yang Jinhua would show after Huo Yan graduated from university and had achievements.

At that time, Huo Yan must have severed ties with them.

There are also Huo Yan's biological parents, Huo Yan can't talk about it either.

Those people are all vampires, they don't deserve a look from Huo Yan.

What Jian Yao wanted to see was how they beat their chests and stamped their feet, regretting their original appearance.

I don't know if I can see the scenes that I didn't see in the book.

He fantasized in his mind and slowly fell asleep.

·

At two o'clock in the morning, an old wooden door was pushed open, and there was a slightly harsh "squeak" sound in the dark silence. The person who pushed the door was startled, he took a step back involuntarily, and waited. After a few seconds, he let out a long breath.

He was holding a plastic bag in his hand, and it was heavy on his hand. It seemed to be solid and liquid at the same time.

Huo Gan looked down at the plastic bag. In order to prevent the blood inside from leaking out, he specially put on two layers of plastic bags.

Yang Jinhua asked him to think of a way, what could he think of?You can only learn from TV shows.

In the TV series, threats were made by painting or throwing dead rats and cats at the other party's door. In order to look more terrifying, he went to the market in the main city to buy a chicken at night, and asked the boss to kill it immediately, and the blood released had to be given to him.

Is that enough?

Can a single woman with children not be scared?

When the time comes to talk, she will definitely agree.

Huo Gan's mood suddenly became lighter, yes, as a father, he must provide his son with some good things.

After my son becomes independent and doesn't rely on that family anymore, I will meet Jinhua and meet him again, and I will be able to live a good life with clothes, hands, food and mouth for the rest of my life.

Thinking about such a day makes him so happy that he can't find the north.

Carrying the plastic bag, Huo Gan walked cautiously to the door of Jian's courtyard. He was going to sprinkle the blood of the chicken on the door and throw the chicken into the fence.

There were cameras on the road, but not in residential areas, and he felt sure he would not be found.

Even if it is found, there is no evidence.

Even if there is evidence, he will be fined at most, and if he wants to squat, Huo Yan will be blamed.

Huo Gan squatted down at the door of Jane's house. He unwrapped the plastic bag with his inflexible fingers—the boss didn't know what to think. I even want to tear open the plastic bag directly.

There was a cool breeze at night, and Huo Gan's spirit was extremely tense. He had done many bad things, but this was the first time he had done such a thing, and he was still a little unskilled in the business, so he was extra careful.

Even the chirping of insects on the side of the road will become the sound of human footsteps in his ears.

Huo Gan turned around consciously when he unpacked halfway, then lowered his head again to untie the bag, and the cycle repeated.

Just when he was about to untie it, a cool wind suddenly blew from behind him, making his skin crawl.

The street lights were dim, and the shadow of a person was projected on Huo Gan.

Huo Gan stared blankly at the shadow that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and even thought he was hallucinating.

This figure was very familiar, Huo Gan turned his head to look——

Familiar people, familiar faces, the only unfamiliar thing is the expression and temperament of the other party.

At this moment, the face that was always smiling revealed a chill as if frozen, and the eyes were deep and indifferent, like a delicate puppet without emotion.

Huo Gan subconsciously shouted: "Keep quiet, what are you doing? Do you want to scare your father to death?"

Only this time he didn't hear a response.

He watched Huo Yan walk in front of him, Huo Gan stood up quickly, but the moment he stood up, the other party had already raised his hand.

Huo Gan's body softened instantly, as if he had been cramped, he slid down limply.

The hand that had knocked him out caught him.

Before losing consciousness, the last thing Huo Gan saw was a street lamp not far away, which slowly changed from solid to virtual, like a presumptuous and sinister smiling face.

After an unknown amount of time, Huo Gan, who was lying on the ground, woke up slowly. He looked around blankly. This was his familiar environment - his home.

Huo Gan was in a daze for a few seconds, not realizing what happened before. When he finally recalled what happened just now, footsteps sounded from another room.

In the dark night, in the countryside without human voices, even the moonlight is dimmer than usual.

Huo Gan swallowed and trembled involuntarily, but he still shouted: "Huo Yan?! Is it you? Is it you?!"

"What are you going to do?! What are you going to do?!"

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Huo Yan came out from the darkness.

Half of his body is exposed to the light, and the other half is hidden in the darkness.

"Dad." Huo Yan called out this originally very intimate title with a blank face.

Huo Gan shivered suddenly, he felt an inexplicable fear, as if standing in front of him was not the adopted son he was familiar with, but a stranger he had never seen before.

Huo Yan walked up to Huo Gan, Huo Gan was still lying on the ground at this time, Huo Yan looked down at him, there was no resentment in his eyes, only compassionate inquiry.

"Don't bark." Huo Yan leaned slightly, he sighed, "I don't want to cut off your tongue right now."

Huo Gan's eyes widened, and his intuition told him that the person in front of him who looked exactly like his adopted son could do it.

When darkness falls, those who are always in the light are always in disbelief.

Just like Huo Gan at this moment.

Huo Yan rolled up his sleeves, his usual smile finally appeared on his face.

Huo Gan was so frightened that his voice trembled: "You, what are you going to do? I am your father! Believe it or not, I am calling someone!"

Huo Yan glanced at the night scene outside the window: "It's up to you."

Huo Gan broke down and said: "What the hell are you going to do?! Are you fucking talented?! Let me tell you, you're done! Wait for me to stand up, and I'll break your leg!"

"Legs?" Huo Yan looked at Huo Gan's legs, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "I haven't considered this yet, but since it's your choice, then I'll follow your idea."

The night is getting darker.

Jian Yao dreamed that he was watching a football game.

Suddenly someone screamed in the stadium, and the scream was short and sharp, which made him fall from his seat in the auditorium and fell to his buttocks.