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Above a huge tall building,

Fu Nian stood quietly on the rooftop roof overlooking the mountains and forests in the distance. Dawn's giant hands had already appeared, struggling under the sea level to penetrate the gauze dress paved in the night.

The water light reflected the ripples of the morning light, gently sending hope to people's bedsides. Then the earliest alarm bells in this city woke up the giant dragon in the sleep.

"What time is it?"

Xia Mi's confused voice came from behind, as if she had just woken up from her sleep, and indeed she had just woken up from her sleep. A huge bed was placed on the top of the rooftop, while Xia Mi lay widened and lay down.

In the middle, a plush light pink quilt was draped over her belly.

They have been here since last night, but because they were too bored, Natsuya asked Kaguya to arrange a place to sleep for her. Kaguya is worthy of being the full-time secretary of the largest criminal gang in Japan.

Ten minutes after Xia Mi's voice landed, a helicopter appeared in front of them. On the huge rope was an exquisite bed.

This is a round double bed that is smooth, soft and silky, with all the quilts, blankets, and pillows on the bed.

Kaguya also thoughtfully prepared for them the ham that had just been shipped from the Parma region of Italy, as well as two cups of Perrier Jouet, which exuded a pleasant and fruity aroma.

But the worst thing is that Fu Nian didn't eat it in one bite. Xia Mi was threatening it seriously.

You're too fat!

Who is fat?

Fu Nian didn't know that anyway, it was Shichen who took the blame in the end, and even if he didn't deserve it, it would be Danzang, so he wouldn't be his turn.

"It's already five o'clock." Fu Nian's black eyes set against the city below, and he spoke gently. He didn't sleep because he wanted to stare at Hui Liyi who released the Yan Ling.

"Five o'clock!" Xia Mi had a small mouth and then slapped. "Why did my brother not call me after sleeping for so long?"

Xia Mi complained and turned over from the bed, then made a palm-sized place and hooked her hands towards Fu Nian's back.

"It's so late anyway, why don't my brother sleep for a while?"

"Where to sleep?" Fu Nian didn't look back, but looked into the distance, as if he could see clearly the escaped figure in the distance through the dense high-rise buildings.

In the past, he always stood at the highest Tokyo Tower in Tokyo, where he was the highest.

"I think it's so small, then Xia Mi is just a little tolerant. After all, she is a real brother." As Xia Mi said that, she wriggled like a caterpillar and overflowed a small area. She also smoothed the messy brown plush mattress underneath.

"Stop making trouble." Fu Nian sighed helplessly.

"Hmph!" Xia Mi suddenly picked up her arms and twisted her chin. "Someone is still a big shot!"

Fu Nian shook his head helplessly,

Still standing on the edge of the rooftop, the wind blew past him, blowing his hair, and his upright back was as unshakable as a mountain.

The strong wind that disrupted the entire hybrid species was already unknown, passing through the Rocky Mountains and blowing on this eastern continent. An inevitable edge was about to explode, but now all edges are lurking in the darkness.

Hesitate in the middle,

It’s not because the time has not come, nor because the prey here is not attractive enough,

Instead, there is a man standing quietly on this land and watching them. He stands at the end of the wind and waves like a Dinghai Shen Needle.

Looking down at the mouse's every move...

"Three," Xia Mi quietly raised her eyelids and glanced at Fu Nian.

Fu Nian remained motionless.

"Two." Xia Mi jumped out of her forehead, but her heart was frantically grinning at Fu Nian, probably saying,

"I'm not happy! Hurry up..."

Fu Nian was still motionless.

snort!

Xia Mi suddenly stood up from the bed, and then jumped towards Fu Nian's back like a little fox.

Swish!

The back in front of him disappeared, and Xia Mi in the air suddenly felt that her body was out of control.

Fu Nian, who appeared behind her, grabbed Xia Mi's back neck.

For a moment, all four legs jumped around, and the air vented his dissatisfaction at Fu Nian.

"What's wrong?" Fu Nian bent down and looked down at Xia Mi who was being held in her hand.

There was a rare calm between the eyebrows, which was often the state before Fu Nian fought.

He was preparing for the battle.

Xia Mi struggled for a long time without hope, and then grinned at Fu Nian viciously.

"laugh!"

A stiff smile broke out from the corner of Fu Nian's mouth.

"Happy!"

Fu Nian grinned at the corner of her mouth.

"That's right." Xia Mi nodded with satisfaction. Then she hugged Fu Nian's neck.

...

...

Lu Mingfei ran hard on the road he came. Unlike the timid he came, he was now completely running wildly.

Nuonuo, who was following closely behind, stared at the surrounding jungle vigilantly, and followed Lu Mingfei again.

They are now marching on the mountain road, far away from the center of the shrine, and they are even closer to the suburbs of Tokyo.

There are raised hills everywhere, winding roads intersect among them, and huge nanmu stretches out branches on the low hills on the other side.

The scene here makes Lu Mingfei think of the scenery they were in the Izu Peninsula, but the roads there extend according to their own ideas. You will never know which beautiful bay you are leading to.

This place is much better than that, at least the corners ahead are also thoughtful to sign a street sign.

"There are thousands of roads, only one cliff, driving is not standardized, and relatives cry."

This is probably a sign that makes people walk slowly, Lu Mingfei thought in his heart.

The next second, he stopped panting and looked at Chu Zihang, who was standing at the corner of the road ahead,

"Senior brother? Let's take a break, why not."

Lu Mingfei turned his head and looked at Nuonuo behind him. The dense evergreen broad-leaved forest in the distance was like a cave, arched and intertwined. The morning mist gently lingers, covering the mountain scenery here with a fresh atmosphere.

Among them.

Nono stood in the arched center, wearing a black lacquer tights and a dark red ponytail hair, which made her as pretty and lively as a mountain elves. Lu Mingfei's irritable mood felt a little relaxed in this picture.

Although Nuonuo looked at her with a bad look, he could still see the face of the lover in his dream during his life and death. Whether it was shy or angry, it was not a kind of happiness for him.

Lu Mingfei smiled at Nuonuo with sweat all over his head.

Gumo

Then

Click!

He met a dark gun that opened the security!

The heat in Lu Mingfei's blood suddenly stagnated.

"come over!"

...

Chu Zihang did not turn his head and answer Lu Mingfei. Finger in his hand was also silently silently in the fishing storm, and he didn't even dare to breathe (Okay, actually he doesn't need to breathe.)

Chu Zihang stood at the crooked intersection of the winding mountain road, and his light golden eyes gradually became extremely dazzling.

He was signaling Lu Mingfei and Nuonuo behind him in this way, and he could only use this way to signal Nuonuo and Lu Mingfei to watch.

Fortunately, Nuonuo understood what he meant.

Opposite him, on the last main road leading to the foot of the mountain, five burly figures lined up, completely blocking the road that was not as wide as it was.

Four dark muzzles were aimed at Chu Zihang's eyebrows, heart, lower abdomen, and one was extremely fortunate to aim at Chu Zihang's smartphone, the first generation AI Finger.

Although this scene is dangerous, it does not have much impact on Chu Zihang, who has been with death for many years. He can easily avoid the attack by moving at the extreme speed, and begin to instantly dissolve the bullet with the explosion of the Yan Ling.

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But Chu Zihang still did not take action immediately, but stared at the burly man among the four with great fear. The man was taller and taller than everyone around him, and older.

The wrinkled skin hangs on his skeleton like birch bark. The erect nose bridge and the pressing eyebrows naturally formed a kind of aura that was not angry and powerful.

This is a warrior, a dragon-slaying warrior from the last century, or even the last century.

Beowulf looked down at Chu Zihang opposite him, and his eyes fell quietly on the golden vertical pupils.

His eyelids slowly lifted up
To be continued...