When the house family was hidden by the golden house

I can't count the number of waves of cheers today.

"The Cyan Frost Blade is amazing! Damn it!"

"One-on-one with the great monk, I also want to woo woo woo! When can I perform such an operation, woo woo!"

"1551, what kind of fairy operation is this, can we see more awesome operations in Changfeng Competition?"

Xihu Landao was almost dumbfounded watching this scene.

He could hardly imagine that such a thing happened before his eyes.

In his opinion, the impossible thing to accomplish, the Cyan Frost Blade was right in front of his eyes, so easy, so careless, as if it was done at his fingertips, and he finished it casually.

There was burning pain on his face, as if someone had slapped him hard, almost losing his face.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he was thrown home in such a shameful manner.

He originally thought that it was impossible for Wei Yubai to deal with the great monk alone, just waiting for the man to beg for mercy, and then he would enter the arena unhurriedly like a savior to save the defeat.

So that everyone can see, the Cyan Frost Blade is nothing more than that.

But the facts far exceeded his imagination.

The Cyan Frost Blade wiped out the boss just like that.

What was destroyed at the same time was Xihu Landao's self-esteem, and his contempt for Qingshuangren.

After all, Xihu Landao is still a person with a good attitude. He forced a smile on his face and said dryly: "Qingshuangren, awesome."

The corner of the crown prince's mouth curled up into a smile, apparently very pleased with his duplicity of flattery.

What are you crazy about, the food is terrible, and the first Die Ying?

Show off your butterfly shadow in front of your grandpa?

Playing tricks in front of the grandpa?

What's the point?

It's not a complete loss.

......

Of course, Gao Jingben didn't fight in the end, but the prince's pretense was very good, so he left the field gracefully.

He took Yan Fan's hand in a high-profile manner and left.

Today's opening ceremony came to an end.

As soon as they left the arena, countless spectators flocked up, and the footsteps that sounded like a landslide and the ground cracked when everyone was running, came together with a wave of madness.

Wei Yubai had expected such a situation a long time ago, without even thinking about it, he pulled Yan Fan and ran away, and the two ran directly to the backstage, where the F4 had been waiting for a long time, as soon as they closed the car door and stepped on the accelerator, the high-end sports car rushed out. Far.

They left everyone far behind.

Both of them were shocked by the scene, and Yan Fan couldn't help smiling as he looked at the sweaty and panting young man running away.

"It's all right," he said.

Wei Yubai nodded, looking at the mountains and trees flashing by outside the window, they were all green.

The green in winter is more fresh.

The snow melted quietly at some point.

Fortunately, this is a suburb, and there are isolated mountains and wild mountains, so there is no speed limit, so they can take advantage of the performance of the sports car to fly out. Otherwise, they don't know how to get out.

The driver was Yuan Yueze. He raised one hand high, and the winter wind blew from around the convertible sports car, blowing them all to one side and their hair fluttering.

Han Chengan leaned half of his body on the car door, raised his hands and felt very excited, and yelled loudly.

After a long time, the car stopped, and when a few people got out of the car, they felt that the sky was dark and the sky was dark, especially Mr. Yan, who had never played with such exciting things, his legs softened and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Wei Yubai hugged him, so he survived.

Wei Yubai picked him up by the waist.

Yan Fan's eyes widened all of a sudden, "You! Let me down!"

The pretty young man's eyes were red with embarrassment, his head was deeply buried in his arms, and he hardly dared to look up at the expressions of the other people.

The other veterans looked at the nose with their eyes, and a group of experienced nose-watching minds all looked away, and Han Chengan even whistled.

"Are you still able to walk?" Wei Yubai's three-white eyes had a little smile, and he leaned closer to him and said, "Are your legs weak? I'd better let my husband hug you."

Yan Fan could hardly speak.

This guy!How can you be so frivolous?

"Who...who is your wife?" Yan Fan asked angrily.

Wei Yubai felt like his heart was about to melt.

This person is in his 30s.

How can she be so cute.

Wei Yubai swears that he has never met such a lovely man as Yan Fan in his life.

"Okay, okay, just give me a hug. I just want to hug, brother let me hug." Wei Yubai pursed his lips, and rubbed President Yan's black hair with his handsome face.

He was afraid that he would get angry if he was too cute, so he didn't dare to say more, and acted skillfully.

Yan Fan couldn't refuse the boy's soft tone.

He was completely eaten by Wei Yubai.

What does this look like?

He made a request, and it was impossible for him to refuse.

"But...but I'm...a man." Boss Yan blushed in shame, and tried to argue with reason, struggling to the death.

"I know you are a man. Why do you want to emphasize it? Brother's waist, brother's legs, brother's hands, which one is not full of hormones, huh?" Wei Yubai said jokingly.

Yan Fan couldn't talk to him, so he lightly tapped his shoulder, buried his head in his arms like a quail, refused to raise his head, and stopped talking.

It's so easy to be shy.

Wei Yubai secretly laughed in his heart.

......

The parking place is very remote, and there are no houses nearby.

Master Wei had no choice but to have someone drive a car and take him and Yan Fan to a nearby small village.

It had just snowed, and the snow could barely melt, and the surrounding area was cold and damp.

Master Wei, who has lived in the capital for a long time, is obviously not quite able to adapt to the cold weather in the south.

especially!south!No heating!

This is fucking magic damage, woo woo woo!

Driving a convertible sports car and blowing the wind, and at the coldest time of the March [-]th winter when the snow had melted, Wei Yubai lived up to everyone's expectations and caught a cold.

Red nose one sneeze after another.

After a while, Boss Yan touched his hot forehead and found out.

This guy...has a fever.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand.

This person was already terribly afraid of the cold, so he went to the opening ceremony and only wore a little clothes to look handsome.

It's outrageous not to have a cold and a fever.

President Yan looked at the 38-degree thermometer in his hand, and sighed slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

In this remote place in the countryside, there is only one barefoot doctor in the village.

This young master is precious, let him drink Chinese medicine?

Yan Fan felt that if this was the case, Wei Yubai would rather burn to death than take a sip.

Boss Yan was in trouble all of a sudden, and when he was about to make an appointment with a nearby doctor to see him, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

He opened the door, and saw that the person who came was a doctor in a white coat, followed by several assistants, each carrying several large boxes in their hands.

I also know that they should all be medicines and medical equipment.

"Hello, I'm the medical team that Mr. Yuan made an appointment for. This place is really out of the way." The leading doctor sighed.

Yan Fan was slightly stunned for a moment, realizing that this Mr. Yuan was probably Yuan Yueze, so he turned sideways to give way to others.

The conditions in the small village are not good, the earthen houses are short and small, the ground is muddy, there is still a slight musty smell on the wooden bed, and the roof is still leaking.

Fortunately, the host loves cleanliness very much, and the hygiene in the house is good.

Wei Yubai was paralyzed on the bed like a dead fish, with an old towel covering his forehead.

The boy was lying on the bed pitifully, his eye circles were red, the tip of his nose was also red, his voice was so hoarse, it seemed that he was going to cry in a second.

Wei turned his head to look at the private doctor, and blinked at him, who sighed speechlessly.

Then he skillfully took out the thermometer to measure the temperature of the person, and then asked the person to prepare antipyretic medicine, feed it to him, and then began to hang the water.

It's funny to say that such a big man is afraid of injections.

When the private doctor took out the needle, his eyes were wide open, and he threw himself into Yan Fan's arms who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

Yan Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, rubbed his hair, and said softly: "It's okay, it will be fine after a while, just bear with it."

"Hmm." Wei Yubai nodded aggrievedly, with a cold white hand tightly clutching the corner of the young man's expensive suit, wrinkling it into folds.

Yan Fan comforted him gently.

The private doctor just couldn't see it.

He vaguely realized something not very good.

Could it be that their prince is in love?

a man?

The private doctor shuddered subconsciously. If the old man knew about this...

He has worked in the Wei family for many years, so he naturally knows what to say and what not to say. He should ignore everything about Wei Yubai, and just do his job well.

"It's cold, don't blow the wind. It's best to rest recently and don't go out." The private doctor said.

Wei Yubai sat up in shock from his dying illness, and said anxiously: "No! Tomorrow the Changfeng Tournament will start, why should I sit?"

Yan Fan also frowned slightly, looking at the doctor, somewhat in a dilemma.

"Is there any medicine that can be cured after taking it?" the prince asked.

The private doctor patted his forehead and said helplessly: "I said this patient, you have a fever and need to rest now. It's not a serious illness, but you still have to take care of your body. Especially when you get sick, you will never stop. Know how to take care of yourself.”

The doctor instructed earnestly, but Wei Yubai couldn't listen to a single word.

He was full of thoughts about whether playing with an illness would affect the feel and operation.

Now it seems that he should be able to. He is still groggy and feels very dizzy.

If he meets some kind of master in the first hand tomorrow, won't he be dead and can't die anymore?

There is no [Ever Victory General] brand available for the top [-] offline competitions!Eliminated is eliminated!

He still wants to chase his dream e-sports. It is not known whether there will be e-sports in this reincarnation. He died in the Changfeng competition first?

What is this? !

Absolutely not!

However, this matter is not something the prince can't do if he says it can't be done.

How can a man who is suffering from a fever recover in an instant and still be full of energy to participate in tomorrow's high-intensity competition?

Wei Yubai became anxious, his brain spinning rapidly.