“I am not an omnipotent person. I just want to protect Xianzhou, and even more so the people I love around me. So please don’t believe that Lord Yin Yue can create miracles, but you must believe that Jiang Fan is not afraid of hardships and dangers. Afraid of adversity, I will lead you against the current.” Bai Heng said slowly.

“What did he say?” Jingliu was stunned for a moment.

“No, I made it up and am planning to write it in a new book.” Bai Heng grinned, “Do you really believe it? Such humble words cannot come out of his mouth.”

Jingliu’s surprised smile suddenly froze on his face, almost thinking that he heard wrongly, and then silently stretched out his hand to pinch Bai Heng’s ears.

“Ouch, ouch! It hurts, it hurts!” Bai Heng shook his tail and looked at her pitifully, “We are here to participate in the ceremony~ It will be embarrassing for Jiang Fan to be seen by the people who come to greet him~”

Jingliu silently let go of his hand. It was nothing to embarrass her and Xianzhou, but she didn’t want others to point fingers at Jiang Fan and talk behind his back.

It would be okay if it was a group of people from the Harvest or Legion, after all, the mouths of the dead are the most honest, and the reasons are fair and honest.

But this is Pinocchio and it’s a family. She can’t take out her sword and slash Pinocchio with just a few words, right?

The force on his ears loosened, and Bai Heng opened his eyes and glanced at Jingliu mischievously. Seeing that her hands were motionless, he hugged Jingliu’s arm with a smile, his eyes full of cunning.

“Sure enough, some people appear to be nothing more than that when they appear on the stage.” Bai Heng whistled.

“Huh? What do you mean?” Jingliu hesitated.

Bai Heng stared into those amber eyes: “Nothing, I just feel that the strongest and purest love is always in youth. Unfortunately, I was still wearing crotchless pants at that time.”

She wanted to pat Jingliu on the shoulder and praise her for being in the right place at the right time, but she was afraid that Jingliu would pull her ears and pinch her ears, so she simply stopped talking and just held Jingliu’s hand in a street full of toys. Hang out on.

Her words were purely inspired. The most sincere and pure love in life is always in youth.

At that time, you knew nothing about love or the world. It was like a simple piece of white paper, and even a drop of ink attracted special attention.

Only then will you fall in love with someone desperately. In the future, when you have experienced many people and many things, you will no longer be a blank sheet of paper. Even the thickest ink stain on it will seem insignificant.

That’s why she wanted to lament that Jingliu had a natural advantage, which was even more outrageous than Zhuge Liang borrowing the east wind.

It’s like you are starving to death, and suddenly a table full of people falls from the sky. Another person is also starving to death, but she can only chew tree bark.

Bai Heng pursed his lips and looked around at the family member who came to pick him up at the airport.

They came to Pinoconi to attend the Harmony Ceremony with not much luggage. They only had a backpack of daily necessities, which was stuffed with some messy things, including the box of balm and elixir given by Si Dankang and Jiang Fan. Yunsha, and a peach wood comb.

The so-called high-end product Si Dankang is definitely not as useful as the balm given by Jiang Fan, but he can’t bear the amount of Si Dankang’s stuff, and he doesn’t feel distressed no matter how much he uses it. On the contrary, although the balm is exquisite, it is too small.

She is not short of money. In terms of seniority, the girl Tingyun from the Minghuo Chamber of Commerce is still related to her. No matter how much money she has, she cannot afford to buy a few jars of ointment.

But women are sometimes rational, or they are pitifully stupid.

I just couldn’t bear to use the jar of ointment. I always felt that using it on a regular basis would be a waste. Jiang Fan couldn’t see or touch it, so he might as well wait until the night before the meeting to use it, which would make him feel better.

“Didn’t the people at Daydream Hotel say that someone would take us to the hotel after we got off the ball cage?” Bai Heng muttered.

“Well, maybe something has been delayed. It’s okay. We’re not in a hurry. Let’s just treat it as a trip.” Jingliu pulled Bai Heng and stood under the lollipop-shaped street lamp on the roadside.

“Did you tell me who is coming to pick you up? Do you need to hold up a sign so that she can recognize it?” Bai Heng looked around.

“Well, it’s called Mockingbird. You have to be patient and don’t be impatient like a monkey.” Jingliu held down Bai Heng’s head to prevent the fox from getting upset.

…..

“So are we related to the star core again?”

Pinoconi, one of the Twelve Dreams, Meteor Hour, in the restaurant on the second floor of Manager Iris’s castle.

The warm yellow chandelier illuminates the dining table in the center of the room. The aroma of fried steak billows upwards. Three goblets are filled with wine. The aroma of fried sausages and some kind of barbecued food is evaporating in the air.

Xing was holding the knife and fork on the chair, looking a little listless, looking like he had no appetite, his eyelids were drooped, and his face was full of resentment.

Jiang Fan ate the fried sausages calmly, feeling a little uncomfortable when Xing’s resentful eyes looked at him.

It’s not that her eyes are sharp, it’s just that her eyes that are filled with complaints and complaints seem to be looking at a heartless man.

“You still dislike the Star Core?” Jiang Fan coughed lightly and glanced at her.

“Of course I dislike it!” Xing complained, “Are you Conan or am I Conan? Why are there star cores everywhere? Is there something wrong with the plot?”

“Where’s the wonderful trip we promised? Where’s the leisurely vacation we promised? Why are we acting as a mule again?” She kept talking, like a small farmer in the field who was always thinking about those seeds.

“Aren’t you a star-core spirit yourself? Do you still dislike your colleagues? Maybe the star-core that Pinoconi got is your second uncle or cousin.” Jiang Fan seemed very interested.

“It was Kafka who stuffed it in my stomach. Besides, it wasn’t my stomach, okay?” Xing muttered, “I’m still the victim…my C was definitely pressed into a B…”

“Do you know Kafka too?” Elise was a little surprised.

Xing hesitated for a while and then said cautiously: “It’s not just an acquaintance, the relationship is also very complicated. Maybe she was my wife in the previous life or something, but she could also be my mother…”

“Impossible.” Elise cut her steak and said decisively, “I know her. That woman is frigid and indifferent to everything. You can’t have that kind of relationship even if you are a star-core spirit.”

“It sounds like you are very familiar with Kafka, so…” Xing felt a little annoyed for some reason, curling his lips and muttered, “I am very familiar with her… Her attitude towards me is definitely different from others. ..”

Elise wiped her mouth and smiled gently: “Of course I know her very well. We are life-and-death friends. We have rubbed each other’s backs. Do you think I know her well?”

“Do you have any evidence like photos?”

“No, but you can ask Jiang Fan. He is also familiar with Kafka. We are good friends.” The corners of Elise’s mouth raised.

Xing was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he once asked Jiang Fan if he was familiar with Kafka. He sat upright, waved his hands and said that he was not familiar with them, and threatened that he had never heard of them.

…..

It’s not uncommon to generate electricity and gifts for love…

Chapter 254 The secret I can’t tell you

Xing still remembers that it was a calm day on the train. There was no coffee from Jizi, no sandwich from Shiluwa, no soul-stealing chicken soup and god-killing porridge, and no complicated tasks.

She hid in the closet of Jiang Fan’s room and played hide-and-seek with Pam and March Qi. The closet was pitch black, and except for the smell of cologne, there was only darkness. After hiding for a long time, she couldn’t bear it. Living.

He opened the closet door a small gap and chatted with Jiang Fan in a low voice.

Where does the whistling north wind come from, and where does it go? The star is so cold that it blinks. Why doesn’t it wear a sweater? How dark is the night? Where does the sun come from in the dream? How big is the world?

In short, they talked about astronomy, geography, and even ethics. Finally, when Jiang Fan gave out a feeling of “if you beep, I will roll you into a ball and kick you out of the train”, she shrank her head and tried to calm down the matter. .

But at the last second when he closed the cabinet door, his brain twitched for no reason, and he almost blurted out asking him why he was looking at Kafka.

Jiang Fan originally picked up the cup of drink on the desk to drink, but the cup stopped in mid-air. Ripples appeared on the surface of the orange juice. He looked at the stars suspiciously and observed them for a long time.

“Kafka…a dangerous terrorist with a high bounty but also a smiling tiger. There is something like a nuclear bomb hidden under the smile, and his motives are not pure. He is a dangerous woman.”

“By the way, I also saw the lion in her eyes, but in the final analysis, I don’t know her, so of course I have to look at her with my eyes open.” Jiang Fan said this.

But now the smell of frying sausages in this restaurant where there were only Elise, Jiang Fan and her was overwhelming, but she was stunned. She just felt that Elise had told her a hellish joke.

Are Elise and Kafka good friends? Jiang Fan and Kafka are also good friends?

But didn’t Jiang Fan tell her personally that Kafka was a smiling tiger and a dangerous woman with a nuclear bomb hidden in her chest? Doesn’t it mean that they don’t know each other and it doesn’t matter?

Xing tried her best to see something from Jiang Fan’s eyes, but she couldn’t see anything. Jiang Fan was still eating fried sausages and drinking red wine calmly, as if nothing had ever happened, and so was Elise. That smiling face makes people’s teeth itch just looking at it.

Xing stared into those unruffled black pupils: “Didn’t you say it’s irrelevant?”

“Where’s Theresa? Why don’t you see her eating? Children need to grow up.” Jiang Fan seemed to have discovered it suddenly, showing a surprised expression.

“Tell me to go to Iris to ask for the whereabouts of the star core and more specific information. Let’s fill our stomachs first and wait until tomorrow morning to talk about anything else.” Elise stirred the mashed potatoes.

“That is indeed very important. After all, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle.”

“That’s right. It’s a long journey. No matter what the star core is tomorrow, fill your stomach first and have a good sleep before we talk.”

Xing silently watched Jiang Fan and Elise talking nonsense, his face instantly turned green, he thought to himself, do you still need to know yourself and your enemy? Isn’t that just a matter of staring and moving your fingers?

And the way you started the topic was really off-putting, but she could also tell that Jiang Fan really didn’t want to say more.

Until now, she could only silently hope that Kafka would be clean enough and would not compromise for five buckets of rice.

Otherwise, God knows if one day Jiang Fan suddenly patted her on the shoulder and affectionately called her good daughter or something, then she would have simply wanted to bump into Tingyun’s Oppai and suffocate herself to death.

Although he shouted every day that Xing Yuan would be worshiped as his adoptive father, and that he would devote himself to death.

But she was just talking about it. If she really believed in being a father, although the benefits would come rolling in, do you expect her to hold Heita’s hand and call her mother, and hold March 7’s hand to call Aunty March?

Xing blinked and didn’t try to pry anything else out of Jiang Fan’s mouth. She simply went straight in. She held the knife and fork again and cut the cold beef: “Do we really want to help the little dwarf get the star core? “

“I don’t know, but I know that if we eat and drink enough tonight and sleep soundly, Theresa will definitely not be able to catch up with us tomorrow.” Elise raised her eyebrows and chuckled.

“Why didn’t I think of that? It turns out we can run.” Xingmei smiled happily.

“I think we should pack up what we can’t eat first. This will save us from having nothing to eat tomorrow and save some money. I’ll ask Theresa for some more steaks and fried sausages.” Xing said. stand up.

“Stupid! You should ask her for a few more bottles of red wine like this!” Elise hated the iron.

“I don’t like drinking red wine, and it’s too heavy and takes up space. It’s not as good as steak and fried sausages.” Xing waved his hand disapprovingly.

“The equivalent of credit points for this bottle of red wine is one million per bottle, that bottle without the cork is three million per bottle, and the first bottle in the upper left corner of the cabinet over there is seven million per bottle, and they have a price but no market.” Elise Calmly pointing to the wine cabinet behind him.

“I like red wine the most. My dream since I was a child is to become a red wine connoisseur. Instead of frying sausages and steaks, I will be full by drinking the northwest wind. Ask Theresa for a suitcase. I will pack some red wine. Let’s go, or I’ll get hypoglycemia every thirty minutes if I can’t drink wine.”

Xing held the table and was about to take away the bottle of red wine without the cork, but when she was close at hand, a pair of big hands moved much faster than her, skillfully removing the cork and pouring it into the goblet. Enjoy a small sip.

“Holy shit! You…” Xing was heartbroken, but when he raised his head and looked at Jiang Fan, his face changed suddenly, “I give you 100 points for this move, you are so handsome!”

Jiang Fan glanced at Xing with a flattering smile and Elise with a smile on her lips, and said lightly: “She said this plate is worth five million, do you believe it? I said these chopsticks are worth ten million, do you believe it?”

“Believe it, I believe it too much. As long as I tell Ao Shuang that these are the chopsticks and plates you used, and they are unwashed, original and unwashed, she can throw 20 million in my face…”

“Who is Ao Shuang?” Elise’s raised lips stopped, and she suddenly became alert, like a puppy guarding its food.

“One of Jiang Fan’s crazy fans.” Xing glanced at Jiang Fan without leaving any trace, and saw that he was still calm before continuing, “I went to her home in Luofu during the last transaction. If I hadn’t been sure that I I was right, I thought I was entering a certain art exhibition, the walls were filled with Jiang Fan’s paintings and famous quotes.”

“Eh?” Elise was dumbfounded. “What you mean is that Jiang Fan is the idol who debuted as a trainee among all the people? Is he already a household name in Luofu?”

“He didn’t tell you?” Xing muttered,

“Then what I can’t say…I can’t tell you that he is actually the leader of the Immortal Boat Alliance, and I can’t tell you that he is actually a group of people who are hanging up now. Of course, the last thing I can’t tell you is that he is in the Immortal Boat Alliance. He is a national idol, and his followers range from Luofu to Morka. Of course, I can’t tell…”

Xingdu muttered, his tone cautious, as if he was afraid that Elise would hear something fishy.

But before the last sentence was finished, the mouth was closed inexplicably, as if someone had glued it together with 502 glue, and the tongue was swirling in the mouth anxiously.

…..

I have something busy today, so the update is a little late. Sorry, sorry, sorry, I was just pretending.

Chapter 255 Whirlpool

There wasn’t much information coming out of Xing’s mouth, and it was definitely not hidden by Jiang Fan. After all, some things were just there, and it was only a matter of time before the problem was discovered.

After all, if he really didn’t want Xing to sit there mumbling words, then he could have made Xing’s mouth shut obediently instead of making up for it.

He glanced at Xing, who was crying while looking at the steak with his mouth tightly closed. He took a sip of red wine and said softly: “Xing said it is almost the same. Although there are some discrepancies, there is no difference. I will tell you later.”