Doomsday cultivation [rebirth]

Change props, and then change into the most popular hairstyle and clothes of Little Apple, he wants to play games with Benming!

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There was a panic inside the french windows, Xie Yiran was unconscious on the hospital bed, with blood on the corner of his lips.

Song Ci called two nurses and performed the rescue himself.She skillfully put on the oxygen mask, pinpointed the veins and organs for intubation, and the rescue process was smooth and smooth. In terms of medical skills, she was no worse than the professional Liang Feibai.

The laptop in the screen saver state receives a new email, and the anti-virus software automatically scans it and finds that this email may contain "obscenity-pornography-pornography" content prohibited by the country, and is automatically classified as a nuisance email according to the filtering rules.The screensaver was still the same screensaver, on a pile of CPIC Beida Jade Bird admissions mails, silently laying a compressed package of Shamat photos.

But Xie Yiran has reached the most critical moment, the energy in his body is out of control like a 98 flood, rushing into the internal organs like a [-]% flood, and the most basic Qi Condensation Art is out of control.

"What should I do? If this continues, I will definitely die."

The blood pressure dropped all the way, and Song Ci outside also frowned.Happiness came and went quickly, and the huge gap made her a little hard to accept.

"Blood pressure 70/40, urgent blood transfusion required."

The sudden data made Song Ci walk out of sadness, her thin body straightened her back, and she was that strong mother again.Sitting down, she picked up the needle and the blood bag with ease, and stuck them into her arm without hesitation. After a while, the 400cc blood bag was full.She hung up for a blood transfusion as if nothing happened, and she continued to do other things.

And Xie Yiran, who was in a coma, tried again to run the Condensation Qi Jue to no avail. He quickly recalled all kinds of Jue in Da Sanqian's cultivation world.

His master in the first life was a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator, and the Nascent Soul Patriarch is also considered a strong one in the three thousand cultivation world.The reason why he accepted Wulinggen as a disciple was to throw 99 monks above the foundation into the ground furnace to extract their souls and sacrifice their souls to sacrifice the treasure of the ten-party monk Guisha Banner.Fortunately, he strayed into the senior's Immortal Mansion during an experience, and was lucky enough to win the inheritance.With this nameless method, he concentrated all his cultivation bases and blew himself up, and his soul escaped from the sky.

This method is extremely powerful after cultivation, but of course it is also extremely difficult to cultivate.In the first life, he studied and enlightened for a hundred years before he learned the superficial aspects.In the second life, Xie Yiran didn't make any progress, but now?

Although he couldn't open his eyes, his spirit could still perceive everything in the outside world.Seeing that Song Ci did not hesitate to draw her own blood to save him, and the blood bag was about to bottom out, she showed her arm again.

According to the memory of the original owner, most of the Song family members have special panda blood, and usually blood transfusions can only be digested internally in accidents.The blood volume of the human body accounts for about 8% of the body weight. Song Ci is 90 catties, and her blood volume is at most 3600cc. If she smokes another bag, she will definitely pass out like before.

"Just try this nameless method."

After making up his mind, he dug out the inheritance hidden in the deepest memory.The nameless method is very mysterious, he can feel it, and he can follow it to practice, but he can't say a word.

It was originally a dead horse as a living horse doctor, but he found the difference after it started to work.Unlike the previous two lifetimes, there was no stagflation in the operation of the Fa Jue this time.According to the inheritance, step up the practice, and the vitality that passes by is like a docile cat, returning to the veins, and the paws like small pads gently stroke his meridians, and flow out through the Baihui acupoint according to his will, and store them obediently into colorful beads.

"Blood pressure rises,"

"80 / 50"

"90 / 60"

"110 / 80"

"Blood pressure is normal, out of danger."

There was still a third of the blood in the blood bag, Song Ci silently put away the new blood bag, and sat limply on the chair.And Xie Yiran, who was lying on the hospital bed, looked inside. After running the nameless exercise for a week, the vitality in his body was actually reduced by half.Keep up the good work, and he starts the second Sunday.

☆. Yiran Rebirth ([-])

It was two days after Xie Yiran woke up from this coma.

After the nameless exercise has been running for a full week, the speed of exporting vitality slows down.Following the deduction of [-]% for the first week, [-]% for the second week, [-]/[-]% for the third week, and so on.

It was as if the body developed drug resistance, but the drug resistance came so quickly, Xie Yiran could only call it cheating.By the last eighth week and ninth week, the small effect of the exercises was negligible, and the five-color beads were almost saturated.

The Yuanli that has been raging for 18 years has taken root in his body like a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. He can remove the leaves, break off the branches and cut off the trunk, but it is absolutely impossible to completely remove the intricate root system that penetrates deep into the internal organs and six internal organs. Overnight.If you pull it out forcibly, you may even pull out the radish with mud, and the whole internal organs will turn into a ball of blood.

So for the rest of the day or so, he simply tried to refine these powers.Non-celestial spirit bodies cannot directly fuse Yuanli. He can only slowly split a trace of Yuanli into sixteen subdivisions, each of which contains less energy than spiritual power.Guided a little by little, the subdivided energy repairs the internal organs that have been damaged in the past 18 years.

Although compared with the docileness of a teacup dog with spiritual power, Yuanli is as aggressive as a German black shell, but in terms of repairing effect, high-end Yuanli is not something that can be overwhelmed by spiritual power.In just two days, [-]% of the internal organs have been repaired.During the restoration process, Yuanli was also transforming his body.Because his physical foundation was really poor, Yuan Li simply reshaped him according to the standards of a fairy body.Now, apart from some habitual weakness, he is actually in good health, and he eats well.

So Song Ci, who had been sitting in front of the hospital bed, looking at the latest medical papers and taking care of his son, found that his complexion was getting better every hour.The body indexes have risen to the state that ordinary people should have at the speed of sitting on a rocket.

After reading the new issue of "New England Journal of Medicine" again, none of the latest medical research papers is helpful for Xiao Ran's disease.Over the years, she has visited all countries with advanced medical science, and finally found that this kind of congenital weak disease is the most curative effect of ancestral Chinese medicine.

My father said that he found a Chinese medicine doctor, but he didn't know when he would come.Still in the spotless khaki dress, Song rubbed his forehead when he heard the doorbell ringing outside.The nurse in the villa came in lightly and gave her a "Chinese medicine doctor is here" sign.

Song Ci took out three sterile coats from the cupboard, walked to the living room and was about to get straight to the point, but didn't know where to hand them.What about the old Chinese doctor?She knows Liang Feibai, and she also knows the tall and thin younger brother with peach blossom eyes, the young man behind the younger brother who smiles like a Maitreya Buddha——

"Sister, this is Mr. Liangyao, he passed down the thirteen needles of the ghost gate from his ancestors."

In an instant, she thought of the Qian’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Mental Hospital on Shandong Satellite TV, which was as famous as the Lanxiang Technical School: it used ancestral Chinese medicine ghost gate thirteen needles to treat recurrent problems such as depression and insomnia...

Is this Maitreya Buddha really reliable?

"Are you going to take a break first, or...to take a break first?"

Her son is not doing live experiments for novices, or promoting feudal superstition for charlatans. She is not short of money or contacts, and only requires doctors to pass the test.

Song Ge did not have the calmness of being an anchor, and with peach blossom eyes, the two brothers came up and put their arms around their sister's shoulders: "It's not the Qian's TCM mental hospital, this is a new generation of descendants of the thirteen needles of the good family. Man Yue has been playing with needles since she started to move her arms, and it has been nearly 30 years now."

Song Ci was just too tired, so she finally cheered up and covered up her emotions: "I think Dr. Liang is so young, he was a little distracted just now. Your surname sounds the same as Feibai's, which is also a kind of fate. No Excuse me, this way please."

Liang Yao has a big heart and a fat body, and his body is fat and his heart is even wider. From practicing medicine in his teens to now, he has been suspected and stimulated again and again, and the cycle has been repeated for many years. He has developed this kind personality and a generous physique.Compared with other people rolling their tongues and calling him Good Doctor Sen, he prefers the Chinese-style title "Liang Doctor", so he has no dissatisfaction at this meeting.

The moment Song Ci closed the door and went out, Xie Yiran just woke up.Lying musty on the bed, he tore off his oxygen mask and sat up.The unique fresh air on the mountain made him alive.

Thinking of the photo that caused him to go into a coma, he turned on the computer next to the hospital bed, searched for the memory of the original owner, and operated it jerky.The mailbox was open, and he didn't know how to slide the touchpad, so he directly clicked on the trash can.

Seeing the one with the attachment, he clicked it directly, and a wretched face appeared in his eyes: a Medusa-like hairstyle, a platinum apple earring on his left ear, and a bronze body with muscles stretching downward. All covered with tattoos.

The melody of "Sha Matt Meets Washing, Cutting and Blowing" rang in his mind, and with Xie Yiran's photographic memory as a cultivator, such an ugly and 2-faced funny man would definitely not be him, but he looked familiar.Where have you seen it?Before he could remember, the greeting card in the text of the email started to play automatically:

This is my bank deposit certificate. Although eight digits are not many, I will try my best to add a zero before the decimal point within five years. I am proficient in Chinese and Western etiquette, and my muscles are strong.Therefore, the girl seeks to date~~~~

After flashing the greeting card, Sha Matt knelt down on one knee, holding up a Note3 mobile phone with a screen saver of a bunch of roses, and smiled flatteringly.

When editing this e-mail, Zhong Yue strictly followed the three points of "money, gentleman, and sense of security" to help the bishop get the holy weapon for picking up girls, and finally added his cool appearance.After sending out, he opened his arms with peace of mind, and waited for the little apple to fall into his arms.

"Where did this come from Shenjingbing?" After reading it, Xie Yiran calmly slid the mouse to "Delete", raised and lowered his index finger, and Shamat completely faded out of sight.

Then he finally found his own photos, and after browsing one by one, the identical facial features made him completely sure: the original owner was indeed the unlucky ghost who was tricked to death by his own father in the previous life.

Xie Jia, Xie Guoan, he smacked at the name.There are only three months before the end of the world, and he can no longer sit still.

"Xiaoran, why... are you up?"

Song Ci stepped forward and looked at his son. Although his complexion was not rosy and shiny, it was generally the complexion that a healthy person should have.

Xie Yiran nodded, and looked at the three people following behind.He knew Dr. Liang. He had just seen Uncle Song Ge on TV before he fell into a coma. Now that he took off his suit and changed into casual clothes and turned into a pretty boy, he could easily recognize him.But he was most impressed by the lump of flesh in the middle, who looked like the person who drew a Crayon Shinchan face on a ball.

He could even see the Mickey Mouse tattoo around his belly button through the white, sterile hazmat suit.The ball-shaped Crayon Shin-chan was one of the four people who tied up the original owner in the previous life base, and then tortured and killed him.

Suddenly he remembered that Sha Matt in the mailbox just now was also one of the four.It's just that he changed a Medusa head, and the iconic skull earrings were replaced by platinum apples, so he didn't recognize it for a while.

"Mom, Uncle Liang, Uncle."

"Xiaoran, this is the good doctor your grandfather brought in. He changed to come from city B to see you."

Is this person treating him sick or killing him?

After being cheated by his father, is he going to be cheated by his mother again?

Xie Yiran paused, found Shamate's email from "Deleted", turned his laptop to look at Liangyao: "Do you know this person?"

Liang Yao frowned, Zhong Yue, this 2B, why did he expose himself before he got close to the target.However, he has been on the mission for many years, and he still has the ability to be calm.

"Is this the mentally ill patient you encountered in the process of seeking medical treatment? Just looking at the appearance, according to the "World Health Organization Disability Rating Scale II", this person's WHO-DAS II score is definitely higher than 116 points. This kind of first-level mental illness is very dangerous Healing parents, let me advise his family. It doesn’t matter if the child surfs the Internet, it’s not good to scare people, and it’s even worse to scare flowers and plants.”

Liangyao finished chanting like a Tang monk, walked to the computer, typed in a series of medicines and dosages, and finally bolded: "Take the medicine on time, and the medicine can't be stopped. If it doesn't work, you can go to Qian's TCM Mental Hospital for a course of treatment." The ghost gate thirteen needles, after leaving the hospital, turn left to Lanxiang technical school to provide training, learn the technology first and then pay the fee, the first month's salary will be used as tuition."

"Healer's parental heart, you can't ignore it when you see it." Liang Yao's plump body shook his head, and couldn't help sighing this sentence.

Xie Yiran was completely sure that the two knew each other now, but despite his doubts, he always felt that there was something wrong with the way the two talked.Relying on the keen sense of a cultivator, he found that the ball-shaped Crayon Shin-chan in front of him was not malicious to their mother and child, at least not yet.

Sitting on the hospital bed, he let Liangyao take his pulse.He didn't remember the blood drawing, and after taking the pulse, he read the latest laboratory report, pressing his trunk and limbs from time to time, and asking how he felt.

The originally funny fat man was sitting opposite him at this time. Since the diagnosis began, his Maitreya-like demeanor has changed.Liang Feibai and Song Ci listened to his refreshing question and nodded in agreement.People are not judged by their appearance, Liangyao's name is like a farmer digging medicine, and his body shape is even more unreliable, but his most reliable thing - his mind, is very flexible and professional.

The whole process lasted for a quarter of an hour. Liangyao raised his head and wiped his sweat, his face full of doubts: "If you care about the child, let him eat three meals a day. Don't eat ten or eight meals a day. Snacks. If you eat like this, your iron-clad body can be turned into a sieve."

"what?"

Liangyao thought of the fights of wealthy families he had seen several times during his missions, and thought that the scriptwriter was talking nonsense with his eyes closed, but the real wealthy families were more bloody than Yu's mother.Before he came here, he had learned about the mess of Xie's family in detail. If it wasn't for "being weak and sick since childhood", Xie Yiran, mother and son would have been very hard to survive if they stayed away from Xie's house and sat in the dragon's pond and tiger's den.

"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret for you."

Song Ci also understood, looking at the normal data, she jumped up happily: "You mean that Xiaoran is only weak due to picky eaters?"

"Does he have other problems? I didn't see it at all. The functions of the heart, liver, spleen and lungs are normal, and the eight meridians are unobstructed. You should be really worried, why don't I give him a course of ghost gate thirteen needles?"

Song Ci stopped the thought of shaking his head like a rattle: "No, I don't need it for the time being, I really trouble you to go all the way. Doctor Liang is exhausted, please rest in the humble house for a while."

Politely declined his kindness, and sent him upstairs to the guest room that had been prepared, there were only four people left in the room.Song Ge, who had been giggling all the time, lowered her face, and her peach blossom eyes drooped down: "Sister, I heard before I came that the Xie family is trying to make an engagement for Xiao Ran."

☆, Yi Ran Rebirth ([-])

"Engaged to Xiaoran?"

Song Ci couldn't stop her surprise, she knew how much her son was worth in Xie's house.Although she thinks that Xiaoran is very good, she knows that in the eyes of others, he is just a sick child, and a sick child without inheritance rights.

"The Xie family and the Feng family are cooperating recently."

"How can the Feng family have a daughter of the right age, no, you mean the one outside them?"

Song Ge nodded slowly: "In order to fulfill Feng Xiao's close relationship, Shang Ruoshui, who was pregnant with the child, voluntarily withdrew, rejected the Feng family's check and all compensation, and gave birth to a daughter alone, just for the true love of Feng Xiao. The words are still touching, the hero Feng Xiao regards her as the cinnabar mole Bai Yueguang."

"True love? If Shang Ruoshui were to act in the Qiong Yao drama, she would definitely be more popular than Chen Derong. Really, if Zhao Xinru is half as smart as her, the Xie family would have no room for Xiaoran."

"I didn't say, sister, why are you still spending time with Xie's family. Even if Xiaoran doesn't agree, you can discuss it with him. "

Song Ci looked at the sleeping Xie Yiran, saw that he hadn't woken up, and shook his head helplessly and sighed: "How can I tell him? What if his mood fluctuates too much and he can't wake up?"

Xie Yiran could hear the conversation between the two clearly, he gave up using Yuan force to temper his inner organs, and he flipped through the memories of his original body.The two memories are gradually merging, it's not that enemies don't get together, this Feng family is Feng Zi's family.However, Feng Zi is only a marginal figure, and the leaders of the Feng family are still those two central leaders.

As for the divorce that uncle mentioned, Yuanshen's thought was: her parents obviously fell in love and got married. After the divorce, she lost the big tree of Xie's family as a backer, and lost her favorite Xie Guoan. How bitter and boring.His mother has done so much for him, it doesn't matter if he is taunted by his family, as long as she is happy.

For these two, Xie Yiran suddenly remembered Maggie's gift.In desperation, a feeling he had never experienced before rose in his heart. Although it was not intense, it was as warm as the rising sun in spring.Is this family affection?If the master had treated him like this in Da Sanqian's cultivation world, then he would definitely throw himself into the furnace without hesitation, and help him cultivate the most precious treasure of the devil's path, the ten-direction cultivator Guisha Banner.

The sweet and sour feeling trickled down to his extraordinary meridians. If Xie Yiran recognized Song Ci as his mother just because of guilt towards the original owner, he promised to take care of her for the rest of her life.In the past few days, she has taken care of little by little and accumulated little by little, and finally reached a critical point now, and all of them were detonated after this incident.

"I'm Xie Yiran. From now on, this will be my mother, the real mother."

The soul trembled for a while, and the two memories that were originally distinct began to merge. After the seizure, the soul that was unstable due to the rejection of the alien completely merged with the body.Xie Yiran had a premonition that if he died this time, he would not have another chance to be reborn.

The whole process was very short. Taking a breath of fresh air, his firm mind made him perceive his surroundings more clearly than before.Concentrating spiritual power to look inside, before he was just a visitor to the internal organs; now he is the master, fully controlling every meridian.

"I don't know if this body has spiritual roots."

Looking inside the most secret corner of the dantian, under the thin spiritual energy, where the meridians are most dense, a white jade-colored sprout in the shape of a bamboo shoot emerges.Inquiring deeper, the roots of the shoots are very deep, and the surroundings are clean, without any impurities or other hidden miscellaneous roots.

"This is?"

"It's no wonder that you can run the nameless kung fu with a mortal body, and you can survive the raging Yuanli for many years. This is the single spiritual root of the innate water system. Although the water spirit root is not strong in fighting, but such a clean and beautiful spirit root, it is best placed in the third year. The world of thousands of cultivators is also the ultimate existence where no one out of a hundred thousand cultivators can survive."

Consciousness mobilized Yuanli, Xie Yiran gently stroked the white jade-colored bamboo shoots, and a smile subconsciously appeared on the corners of his lips.

Song Ci glanced to the side and sighed silently: "Look, I said no divorce, even Xiao Ran is happy when she falls asleep."

Song Ge rolled up his short sleeves to his shoulders, and stood up like a ruffian with his legs upright: "Let me beat up the bastard, his mother works so hard, earning money to study medicine to support him until he is eighteen, he is not considerate at all." without?"

Liang Feibai, who had been silent all this time, hurriedly pulled him back: "You hit Xiaoran, didn't you poke Ah Ci's heart?"

The disappointment in Song Ci's voice is hard to hide: "Which child doesn't want both parents and family harmony. I have no ability to give him family harmony, so let him have both parents. Comparing your heart, you will be healthy and happy every day. That's it. Would you be happy if our parents divorced?"

"Are you comparing Dad with Xie Guoan, that bastard?"

"Keep down, don't wake Xiaoran up."

Xie Yiran touched the spiritual roots enough, slowly opened his eyes: "Mom, let's get a divorce."

"What? Xiaoran, you heard it all. Mom didn't mean that. "

Song Ge raised the hospital bed for his nephew, and the brothers embraced his shoulders: "Xiao Ran, tell me, what do you think?"

Xie Yiran was thinking about Shan Linggen, and his face was smiling like a flower, matching his fair and delicate face, he was a warm man.

"The most important thing in a family is the relationship. The family must be happy when they get together. It's not just a family with both parents. Without the Xie family, our mother and I will be happier and the family will be more complete. It turns out that my mother has always been happy. Don't mention it, I just think you still love Xie Guoan, and you have worked so hard to raise me, so I have never dared to say..."

Song Ge raised his eyebrows: "Sister, did you hear that?"

Happiness came so suddenly, Song Ci was a little overwhelmed: "Xiao Ran, do you really think so?"

"It's better than a thousand pure gold. Mom, you have to think about others. I like Uncle Liang better than Dad."

The siblings looked back, just in time to see the hope that Liang Feibai hadn't had time to hide on his face.Xie Yiran winked at him. Liang Feibai is really a gentleman. He grew up with Song Ci's childhood sweetheart and specially accompanied her to Germany to study for a doctor of medicine.Knowing that the oil bottle of the original owner is the biggest obstacle between the two of them, not only did he not hope for his early death these years, but he tried his best to pull the original owner back from the death line time and time again.

This is the real Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Wang Baochai has been guarding the cold kiln for 18 years. That's because she and Xue Pinggui are legal couples with three media and six hires. They dared to remarry and spray her to death.Compared with Liang Feibai, Wang Baochai is not a step behind.

"Okay, brother Feibai, I take good care of you and take good care of my sister."

Song Ge pounced from behind, hugging Liang Feibai's neck and wrapping his legs around his waist.Peach Blossom Eyes twitched, and he spoke in the voice of the broadcaster close to his ear.

Xie Yiran raised his forehead, my uncle has a split personality, right?Sometimes dignified, sometimes charming and sometimes like a hooligan.

Song Ci turned his eyes to the left and then to the right, his embarrassment was beyond words.Liang Feibai took a step forward and looked at Xie Yiran: "Xiao Ran recovered so quickly, how do you feel?"

How to pull on him?Xie Yiran was already ready to speak, and he slowly took out the five-color beads: "All the sickness has flowed into it."

"Where did you find it?"

"How could this be?"

The three spoke in unison, all surprised, Xie Yiran was a little puzzled: "You all know this thing?" Impossible, this is the treasure of heaven and earth that took him out of the research institute and reversed time and space to return to the present.Such a good thing, why do they all look like ghosts.

"This is what Zhao Xinru and I used together when we were young."

"Zhao Xinru, that mistress?"

Song Ge got off Liang Feibai's back and stood beside his bed: "It's the mistress, commonly known as the mistress, but Xie Guoan is the cheapest one. After all, he was the one who stole the fish. Zhao Xinru and your mother were best friends back then. The beads are a birthday present from your grandparents to your mother, originally there were two, and if Zhao Xinru likes it, she will share one with her."

"Two of the same?"

"That one is white jade, don't interrupt, listen to me first. When my sister was pregnant, Zhao Xinru met her with a big belly, which stimulated her to give birth to you prematurely. You were born with this bead in your mouth .”

"How did I become 'Jia Baoyu'?!"

"The important point is still to come, don't interrupt. After learning that you were weak and sick, the Xie family did their best to save Zhao Xinru, and even took them to the villa to have a baby. You were born at seven months, and you didn't wait until two months later. monthly production..."

"Song Ge, stop talking."

Listening to her sister calling her by her first and last name, Song Ge knew that she was a little annoyed.He had said all he had to say anyway, so he kept his mouth shut.

Xie Yiran held the five-color beads. After merging this body just now, he also had a wonderful relationship with the beads.All the treasures of heaven, material and earth are spiritual, and beads can't speak, but he can feel their closeness.Listening to my uncle's words now, he can basically restore the cause and effect.

The five-color bead has followed Song Ci for many years, and knowing that Song Ci's child is in danger of being born prematurely, it uses its best part to save the child's life.But once Yuanli leaves, it will not be controlled by the beads, and there is no cultivation civilization on the earth, so the original owner can only be weak and sick.

Caressing the beads, he stood up from the hospital bed: "Mom, I'm all healed. If you really want me, then get a divorce."

Song Ci, who had endured for 18 years, was filled with grief and joy. Looking at his son standing in front of him, although he had been bedridden and emaciated for a long time, he was still a man at this moment, and he was also healthy.Years of hard work finally saw the light, and the sad thing was brought up again, and she threw herself on his shoulder and wept loudly.She doesn't care how good her son is, whether it's a miracle or a bead, all she wants is the current result.

After a moment of stiffness, Xie Yiran raised his arms, wrapped her neck around her neck and hugged her into his arms.There is almost a skeleton under the khaki dress, so petite and thin.Is this a woman?It is completely different from men, and needs more care.

"You still have me, I will be with you."

"Well, divorce, mom will take you to divorce."

She stopped crying, her voice was indeed extremely firm.

**

In Tongzilou, Sha Matt hadn't done anything these days, and bought several "makeovers". He manipulated the Assassin to pinch a face exactly like Little Apple's.

Just finished kneading and preparing to operate the daughter-in-law to PK, a new email notification pops up in the lower right corner.ESC was in a hurry, the moment he saw the reply, "Hallelujah" sounded in his mind again, the brilliance of the Archangel shone on him, and Master Guanyin also came to congratulate him.

"The boss still said that Little Apple is shy? Doesn't this still not stop my charm?"

Can't wait to open the email, after a few Chinese herbal medicines, the bold red letter below came into view.Throwing away the mouse and grabbing the phone, he made a call.

"Xiaoxin, where are you messing with?"

"2B Zhong Yue, how many times have you said that Hua Tuo is not called Xiaoxin, please call me Doctor Liang."

"With a Crayon Shinchan face, don't harm the glorious image of Chinese medicine. Alright, mistress, where are you? Have you seen my wife? Where does she live? Does she look like the photo? What's her name, mother-in-law, can you talk to me? "

"Patient privacy, no comment."

"Are you jealous of my daughter-in-law's beauty, or do you want to rob my daughter-in-law?"

In Xie's guest room, Liangyao frowned. Although 2B looks unruly on the outside, he is actually the most conservative among them.After the boss and the fourth brother became a pair, all these years he had been doing tasks facing women.But he has a pure heart of a boy, so he insists on living among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches his body.

"Who robbed your wife, did you read the task information that the leader sent you?"

"The task is so simple, I can finish you off if I go two days late. Don't interrupt, where is my wife?"

The task included a photo of everyone in the Xie family, did he really see it?Listening to his last sentence, Liangyao slowly swallowed the phrase "he is Xie's family" as a kind reminder, and replaced it with:

"You'd better go to Lan Xiang to learn beauty and make-up."

"I still need to study? No, you are making fun of me. In June and July, the group of top students in the third year of high school are busy filling out their applications. Lan Xiang, a world-renowned school that is more famous than Cambridge and Harvard, is based on my college entrance examination. Can the grades go in?"

Liang Yao silently stuffed the phone under the pillow, and then covered the quilt to completely isolate the noise. 2B not only had to go to Lanxiang, but also had to go to a mental hospital before that.

☆, Yi Ran Rebirth ([-])

Killing Matt Zhong Yue didn't talk for too long. Hearing the silence, he raised the phone and asked, "Hello, Xiaoxin? Crayon Shinchan?"

There was still silence, and he raised his legs again and shouted, "Little San? Second senior brother, the master told you to go learn scriptures."

After waiting for five seconds and seeing no movement, he decisively threw the phone away.Lying in front of the computer, he privately poked the leader Penguin: "Boss, I want to cooperate with Xiaoxin in carrying out the task, so here are the coordinates."

Qin Kai clutched his swollen knee. Yesterday he knelt and broke a washboard, but his wife still hasn't forgiven him.Now that 2B came forward automatically, he finally had a punching bag.

"Are you looking for that little guy?"

"What little guy, it's my daughter-in-law! My dear daughter-in-law!"

"Maybe she will become Xiaoxin's daughter-in-law later. You know, in the gay circle, fat people are still very popular."

Zhong Yue said angrily: "I knew that Crayon Shin-chan had no good intentions. Yes, he must be on a mission now. Goodbye boss, sister-in-law, just let him kneel when the washboard breaks, and I'll give you a fully automatic drum washing machine. "

Before he could close the penguin, a sentence was spoken as quickly as possible: "The washing machine needs to be made of pure gold and diamonds, and the money will be directly deducted from your account. Work hard."

Zhong Yue was wilting, why did the boss turn into a sister-in-law in a second, the ghostly feeling was too scary, he had better get away early.After switching offline, he opened the mission profile again.

"Thank you family..."

The garden villa not far from Tongzilou in N City is a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle. The tall Fatong completely separates the adjacent courtyards, and only faint lights can be seen.

After Yinglian finished distributing the penguins, he blackmailed Zhong Yue again, and he felt refreshed.Qin Kai hugged the washboard kneeling in two, and went to the computer to discuss like a little wife: "Honey, are you angry? Then I will move back to the master bedroom tonight."

Yinglian raised her eyebrows even colder than Brigitte Lin: "Move, Zhong Yue just gave some money to buy a washboard for a two-car garage, and you can kneel slowly when you turn around."

Qin Kaimo: "Xiaoyinglian, you actually have the same nostrils as Zhong Yue."

"Who's with that 2B guy?" Ying Lian stretched out her long legs, bent over, and raised Qin Kai's Chinese face with her index finger: "You can't show your family ugliness, only I can bully you. If you say something wrong, you'll have to kneel for another day. "

Qin Kai in the villa wants to cry but has no tears. Nothing good happens when Zhong Yue is around, that bad spirit.

Here, Zhong Yue searched through all the files of Xie's family as quickly as possible, and soon his eyes focused on the mother and son who lived alone in C City and recuperated from illness.

"Song Ci, Xie Yiran, and the family doctor Liang Feibai, both men are not as handsome as Lao Tzu, but neither is like Little Apple."

Then look at Liangyao's progress: "Xiaoxin did go to City C, and just booked a flight back here not long ago."

"Is it just a temporary visitor?"

Zhong Yue clicked on the photos irritably, passed by Xie Yiran's mother and son several times, but he clicked on them mercilessly.After a while, the instant noodles exploded into Medusa again, and a message popped up on the penguin: "If you owe money and pay off the money, if you don't go to work, I'll treat you like a week."

Thinking of Xiaoyinglian's endless strange tricks, Zhong Yue sat upright and typed two words: "Zunzhi."

"You can kneel down now."

"Thank you Lord Ron."

Before leaving the computer screen, he opened an antique cabinet next to him and found two sets of Armani haute couture among a pile of beggar's clothes.After taking a shower and then coming out, he held a ball of soaked instant noodles in his hand, and after a closer look, it was Shamat's wig.Zhong Yue, who had taken off his wig, had a mohawk. If you ignore the blue dragon on the left and the white tiger on the right, he has a fit body and a handsome face with a high nose and forehead, making him no worse than any football player in the World Cup.

"Hey, I have to dress up like this every time I perform a mission."

Shaking the wig regretfully, he puts on a suit.The buttons were tight and the tie was tied, and the sloppy aura on his body suddenly became fierce.After dragging out the box, he disassembled all the guns and assembled them into an ordinary toy house.He casually put another suit on the upper layer, thought for a while, and put a dozen colorful Mickey Mouse briefs into it.

The whole process took less than 20 minutes. Taking advantage of the darkness, he quietly disappeared in Tongzilou.

In the middle of the night, the Xie family in the suburbs of city C also welcomed an unexpected visitor.The door key was turned, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came.

The refrigerator was opened, followed by the sound of a can opening: "There is no Pepsi, Dad, I don't want to drink Fanta."

"Then don't drink, there is Tsingtao beer on the side."

"There is still Lafite from 82 in the ice bar. Dad, let's have a rest first."

Xie Yiran's eyes were already opened by the cultivator's keen senselessness. It was Xie Guoan and Xie Yiming who came from familiar but unfamiliar voices.

The sound of opening a bottle of red wine, accompanied by the clacking sound of the stair floor colliding with leather shoes, Song Ge mocked: "The Xie family is so poor that they can't open the pot, and they don't even give you a can. As soon as you enter the door, you go to other people's refrigerators, No wonder I want to lick Feng's ass."

"Song Song."

"Song."

The completely different voices, one angry and one calm, come from Xie Guoan and Song Ci respectively.Song Ci came over from the bedroom on the north side of the first floor, and turned on the light in the living room by the way.

"This is my home, so what if I go home and have a drink?"

Xie Yiming who was behind nodded followed, poured a glass of red wine as if no one else was there, and handed it to Xie Guoan: "Dad, sit down and take a breath."

Song Ge quit: "Sister, you promised Xiaoran, why are you persuading me now?"

Song Ci blamed and said: "people in their thirties don't understand how to speak human language when they see people. Can you speak human language to two dogs? Go and see Xiaoran, don't wake him up with such a big noise .”

Xie Guoan put down the wine glass: "I haven't seen you in half a year, Song Ci, you are really good. I won't fight with you."