High-profile King

In the center of Haijing, the fire is roasting the ground, and in the void, countless small fire dragons breed in the firelight.

Wagging his head in the air, leaping towards the thousands of alien warriors who remained in the **** battle.

Those alien warriors naturally refused to sit still and waved their weapons and cast spells to stop and destroy the fire dragon.

And the fire dragon encountered weapons and got into it, burning gold and melting iron.

When encountering a spell, its energy is offset, and each other is wiped out.

Dominated the number, and soon disintegrated the resistance of the alien warriors, burning them all to ashes.

Only those human soldiers who fought bravely and the Haijing citizens who survived the escape from the captured refuge.

And when the latter's thrilling tribulation finally came to an end, grateful to the peerless strongman who shot.

A magnificent song resembling Huang Lu ’s big bell sounded in the air, “Chaowen said, Xi died.

The Taoist court reopened, rescued and relieved danger, worshipped the gods and raised spirits, the world was peaceful ... "

At the same time, standing on the corner of an old building on the 3rd Street of Yuwan, overlooking the sea of ​​fire in the distance, listening to the ancient soothing song, and gradually reveled in it.

'S mouth gently echoed with the singing voice, "Chao Wen Dao, Xi death can be carried on ...", fascinated.

I don't know how long after that, suddenly a slap hit him in the face.

Because of confusion, he automatically lifted the blessing of the fantasy species. Zhang Jiao lost the Vajra and did not damage the magical power, and suddenly the face of the fan was swollen.

People also woke up suddenly.

Looking closely, Zhou Yu stood in front of himself, shaking his head confusedly: "Major Chou, you are not going, huh, wrong, now what time is it, it's getting dark."

"You've been hit by the cult's" Ghost Soul ". I'm afraid I have stood for a few hours." Zhou Yu said blankly: "Fortunately, good luck. During this period, the invading aliens were not seen, leaving a life. "

"Hook the soul!" Zhang Jiao asked, surprised and angry: "It was just now, no, it should be noon. With the orb of prowess, should the ballad sound together?"

"Yeah." Zhou Yu nodded and said with a complex expression: "That singing voice is the evil spirit of the cult.

If you are fascinated, you will not remember what you have heard, but you will leave a mark in your subconscious mind.

Is easily brainwashed by related content. "

Zhang Jiao Wenyan recalled it carefully. Sure enough, he only remembered hearing the song, but forgot what the lyrics were, and said in shock: "Is that the cult that saved Haijing?"

"This is exactly what happened." Zhou Yu nodded and said, "You should be familiar with 'Wen Taoism'."

Is that they sent a number of legendary strongmen to drive an extremely powerful ancient magic weapon to save Haijing.

And took the opportunity to confuse the public with "Huo Xinshu".

It's hard to say that it is a curse and a blessing. "

"Yeah, even I got the trick.

The general public's words, I am afraid that after listening to it, I will have to be taken away from my soul and become a cult believer. "I heard that it was a hand against Wen Dao who had hatred against him, and Zhang Jiao was agitated, sighing aloud."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yu shook his head and said, "It's not as bad as you think.

Actually speaking, according to your level of power, you should not be confused.

I am afraid that there is something difficult to understand, has it become a flaw? "

Zhang Jiao was silent for a while, shaking his teeth and saying: "I have two very cherished friends who stayed in Haijing, and it was unpredictable.

Although before sailing to sea, I told them to go together, but they refused.

But the heart demons are hard to get rid of. "

"I didn't expect you to be so important and important," Zhou Yuyou said: "These two friends, one or both of them are girls?"

"One man and one woman.

The man is my buddy, and the woman is a sister who has taken care of me for 5 years and is comparable to relatives. Zhang Jiao replied casually in frustration.

The words fell to the ground, only to find that he had discussed the issue of extreme privacy with Zhou Yu.

And Zhou Yu seemed to find that the topic was a bit wrong. He immediately turned the words and said: "Mr. Zhang Jiao, although you haven't killed many enemies this time, the quality is very high.

Single broken bones is a great thing.

The country will not be stingy with rewards at such times. "

"Let's talk again, I'm going to find a friend." Zhang Jiao said indifferently, "Major Chou, thank you for your rescue.

Let's meet again. "

Blessed the power of Qishan Mountain's monster, backed wings, jumped from the top of the building, gliding into the afterglow of the sunset.

3 days later, in the Qiandao Hospital, the best private hospital in Qianhu District, Haijing Satellite City, in the intensive care unit.

Zhang Jiao was wearing a sterile isolation suit, wearing a thick medical mask, standing in front of a hospital bed, looking at his body filled with various medical catheters, even the throat was cut, and Liu Tong who was intubated for breathing , A long time speechless.

At this time, an obese elderly doctor patrolled the intensive care unit and checked the vital signs monitoring records of each patient, then whispered to the most senior one among a series of nurses.

The middle-aged nurse immediately came to Zhang Jiao and apologized: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, the visiting time is up.

The condition of the patients here is very critical. It is an exception for you to come in. You can't delay it for too long. "

"I understand, head nurse," Zhang Jiaoyu said gratitude and politely said, "Thank you for your accommodation, I will leave now."

Finally looked at Liu with a deep look and strode out of the intensive care unit.

The outdoor monitoring room is a transparent glass curtain wall on both sides. It is in a corridor where you can only feel the sunshine and the green grass.

Wu Qian has been waiting in the corridor ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Seeing Zhang Jiao appearing, he immediately gathered in the past, and said softly in regret: "I just asked the attending physician responsible for Miss Liu.

Her current situation is very bad, her brain has died, and she is entirely dependent on drugs and equipment to maintain her life.

The chance of future recovery is minimal. "

"If it continues like this, how much will it cost each day?" Zhang Jiao asked softly.

"About 1,000 gold dollars." Wu Qian sighed: "And the meaning is really not significant."

Zhang Jiao heard his head down and muttered to himself: "If it is 1,000 yuan a day, it will be more than 360,000 yuan a year.

I can't afford it according to my current ability. "

After pondering for a moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Wu Qian, said: "Take me to find my mother.

I want to see her. "

"Hai!" Wu Qian's eyes widened, looking back at Zhang Jiao in a daze, opening her mouth and saying, "Jiao Zi, what do you mean by that?"

"No sister, I am not an idiot," Zhang Jiao said with a blank expression: "Which brand-building company will spend tens of thousands of dollars to the dying brand spokesperson to buy the most advanced nutrients.

I don't believe in swear words like 'love is priceless'.

Business relations can only follow business rules. If it violates, there must be other reasons.

And why is it worth so much money?

Happened to others is not easy to speculate, but happened to myself, but I guessed the reason.

Is very bizarre.

But there is a philosophical saying, "Remove the impossible, and the rest is the truth even if it is impossible anymore", isn't it? "

Wu Qian listened dumbly, and no longer knew what to say.