"Go away! Go home!"

“Yes, go home…”

Fu Lingyun waved his sleeves, tightened Hake, who was tightly on his waist, and strided towards the south with great strides.

On the hill behind him, his thin bald body trembled in the cold wind, and his eyes kept looking at Fu Lingyun and others who were getting farther and farther away.

The whole world seemed to be alone in an instant, kneeling heavily on the cold rocks in depressedness. Two lines of clear tears rolled out from the corners of the bald head's eyes, dripping on the ground, smashing to pieces...

I forgot how long I haven't cried, and the smell of tears is full of sourness.

The world is so big, but there is no place where he has a bald head...

This is not the result that his bald head wants, but all his efforts have been in exchange for the current situation...

"God didn't let me die in the remains, so I could survive... Then I must live the same way!"

After a long time, Bald Head took a deep breath of cold air, looked up at the place where Fu Lingyun and the others left, suddenly stood up and chased after him with big strides.

...

In October, Fu Lingyun and his men advanced at full speed and walked out of the snow field. The outside world was still like a mid-winter scene.

Four months passed in the blink of an eye, and Fu Lingyun now has many things to face.

How is Ye Min's condition? Teacher Meng Liang doesn't know life and death... The changes in Kyoto, the three military giants put pressure on the same time, and the aircraft carriers gathered in the Huanghai... Is the person behind this instructor Hong Kun? And Feng Yixue is also in trouble. Kyoto is so chaotic now. Is Feng Yixue safe in a coma?

Now, Fu Lingyun must sort out these many problems carefully.

When they parted, Su Weiwei, Ye Min, and Ren Yingying were all entrusted to Chen Biao, deputy director of Beihang City. With Chen Biao's crazy and agile temperament, as long as he did not die, the three girls should not be in danger.

What I fear most now is that Meng Liang is really dead!

Once Meng Liang died, even if Hong Kun had the military's strength, he would not be able to withstand Liu Zhennan's supernatural power! Any few masters could solve Hong Kun, Su Weiwei and others...

Thinking of this, Fu Lingyun's steps couldn't help but get a little faster.

At this time, a psychic sect of the Ministry of State Security looked back and said, "Captain Qingmiao, the bald guy has been following us!"

"Barehead?" Fu Lingyun looked back and looked, "Let him go!"
Chapter completed!