Go Through the Book and Save the Hero!

    It's already one o'clock, and Li Hanshan has not been seen.

    Is there any danger?

    Gu Zhixing pondered for a while, but before she could think of anything, she felt dizzy, and she lightly beat her chest with her fist to restrain the urge to vomit. After finishing the action, she subconsciously looked at Zhou Ruyao beside him, but saw that he was breathing well and did not move.

    There was something strange in her heart. Since being involved in this series of novel events, Zhou Ruyao has become very light sleeper and slept less, it is rare to sleep so deeply at this moment.

    Gu Zhixing endured the discomfort, got out of bed, looked at him closely, and saw a series of injuries first.

    She understood immediately.

    He's too tired.

    Gu Zhixing moved carefully, put on his coat, and quietly left the ward.

    She was so bored that she walked to the end of the corridor and stood in front of the curved corner window.

      Insensitivity to come.

    Gu Zhixing released the hinge and opened a window.

    In an instant, the cold wind after the rain swept through her with a bit of moisture and lifted all her black hair, and even her coat was blown to the point of being hung up.

    Gu Zhixing was about to close the collar, but he felt a little heavier. She turned her head in confusion, and saw that it was Li Hanshan, who put a coat on himself again.

      There were some doubts, "You went home?"

    Li Hanshan nodded, "Zhou Jue has handled the formalities, I will go back and cooperate with him to be transferred to the sanatorium, and by the way, pack some of your daily necessities."

    He was referring to Fang Bicheng's father, oh no, their "only elder" now, and he really needs better placement. Moreover, as of now, they really don't have the heart to take care of them. Not to mention, he was originally Fang Bicheng's elders. Although they are not unreasonable people, it is difficult to take care of them purely by kindness as before.

    Gu Zhixing said: "Although I fainted at the time, I was still conscious, but I couldn't make any moves."

    Li Hanshan frowned slightly and replied, "Mm."

    Gu Zhixing's eyes were indifferent, "You shouldn't go. Let the matter end at that time, and then move after the plan is the decision you will make. Forbearance, reason, and will not be shocked to the snake behind him."

    Li Hanshan looked at her directly, "How sensible do you think I can be after being mixed up with you?"

    Gu Zhixing was choked and said, "What did you do after chasing him? Just to beat him up?"

    "Almost." Li Hanshan thought for a while, "By the way, I took a picture of him being beaten and set it as his lock screen."

    Gu Zhixing was shocked, and raised his eyebrows, "You...? You actually know... ah? Did I hear it right?"

    "That's right." Li Hanshan looked indifferent, and his black eyes looked at her, "I thought you schoolmasters like to do this."

    Gu Zhixing: "Can you stop having a stereotype of school bullies?"

    Li Hanshan: "...Really? If it were you, what would you do?"

    Gu Zhixing: "Shave your head and take a photo."

    Li Hanshan: "...Okay."

    He was a little helpless, and was about to say something, but the wind came suddenly, making the clothes of both of them rub.

    Gu Zhixing shivered from the cold, closed his jacket, and said, "The night is cold and windy, go back."

    When she said this, her forehead hair was messed up, revealing a clean forehead and that beautiful alienated face.

    Li Hanshan stared at it for two seconds, inexplicably felt that the scene in front of him had been experienced, but he didn't care, nodded and closed the window.

    As soon as she turned around, Gu Zhixing was already walking slowly ahead.

    She walked slowly and was thin, her two coats were swaying loosely, looking like a cloak.

    Perhaps his boundless reverie was too obvious, so that within a few minutes, Gu Zhixing looked back at him: "Is your coat a copycat?"

    Li Hanshan paused and said, "According to our current economic situation, it should be."

    Gu Zhixing said: "No wonder you are staring at me."

    Li Hanshan: "What?"

    Gu Zhixing: "Because I am a pangolin now."

    Li Hanshan: “…”

    Gu Zhixing: "Isn't it funny? Why didn't anyone laugh at the two jokes I told today."

    Li Hanshan: "...No, it's funny."

    Gu Zhixing observed his expression with great satisfaction, before turning his head after a while.

    Li Hanshan lowered his eyes and said nothing.

    The sun has set many times, the moon is cloudy and full, and a week has passed in a blink of an eye.

    Gu Zhixing became more and more lethargic in the hospital, even the new mobile phone and game console that Zhou Jue specially prepared for her couldn't work, and Zhou Ruyao and Li Hanshan were almost in the hospital , but one is still reading and studying, and the other is going on vacation.

    The sun at noon is very good, Gu Zhixing just finished eating and couldn't hold back the fainting, and his voice was vague, "How long do you have to stay?"

    Li Hanshan flipped the book and said, "There is still a week left. Although it is boring to stay in the hospital for observation, I guess you don't want to go to class."

    He glanced at Zhou Ruyao who was frantically poking at the phone and playing in a group.

    "I don't want it or I don't want it, but it's boring to just lie down, and doing an inspection is too—" Gu Zhixing's voice suddenly stopped, and he said, "Yesterday's inspection report should be out now."

    Li Hanshan turned to the next page with a blank expression, "The doctor said that it will be out at nine o'clock tomorrow, and I will pick it up at that time."

    Gu Zhixing looked away and stretched, "Then let me go, it's too boring to lie down, and the doctor will find me again after the examination report."

     Before she could swallow her words, a yawn came out of her throat.

     Zhou Ruyao ended the game, threw his phone aside, and said, "You have been sleeping for 18 hours recently, can you get up tomorrow?"

    "Although there are still nearly 20 hours until nine o'clock tomorrow, but—" Li Hanshan glanced at his watch and said in a leisurely manner: "I'm still curious if you can wake up."

    Gu Zhixing shrugged, "If you don't sleep, you won't have to."

    She changed the subject, "Ajue hasn't been here for a week, how is his progress?"

    "Yesterday he replied that it was going well, but Jiang Yuheng seemed to have a conversation with Zhou Jue a few days ago because of Fang Bicheng's affairs." Li Hanshan paused, not at all feeling that Fang Bicheng was beaten and fractured. What's wrong with Zhou Jue being hated by Jiang Yuheng, he added: "For now, if Jiang Yuheng doesn't plan to gamble with Zhou Yuntian and bet on Fang Bicheng, Zhou Jue should be able to get some say in the next month."

    This is already the best result. How could such a large family business be able to determine the successor in such a short time. And what achievements they can achieve at their age, the only thing they are fighting for is who can get more support at this moment. Only with the support of these shareholders and family collateral can they get more news and opportunities, and can pave the way for real killing in the future.

    Zhou Ruyao sighed and whispered, "It's been too long. I can't wait."

    Li Hanshan said: "This is the only way."

    Gu Zhixing didn't take it seriously, "It's not bad if you can break the party and become one-sided, we won't pull him down—wait..."

    She paused, her face heavy.

    Li Hanshan: "What's wrong?"

    Zhou Ruyao: "Axing, you continue to talk!"

    Gu Zhixing: "After we pulled him down, didn't we make him become the male protagonist at the beginning of the family's abandonment and divorce!"

    Li Hanshan: “…”

    Zhou Ruyao: “…”

    Gu Zhixing: "…"

    The three of them were silent for a while, then they all took a breath in unison.

    Before Li Hanshan and Gu Zhixing could sort out their thoughts and logic, Zhou Ruyao got up angrily and prepared to go out.

    Li Hanshan: "Why are you going?"

    Zhou Ruyao: "I think what A Xing said makes sense."

    Gu Zhixing: "So?"

    Zhou Ruyao: "I decided to inform Zhou Jue, don't find a minion to deal with Fang Bicheng to level him up!"

    Li Hanshan: "Then you can call."

    Zhou Ruyao: "No, I have to go in person, which has a sense of ritual for the villains of the novel to exchange news."

    Gu Zhixing: "The villain usually doesn't call the protagonist by name, usually that kid, that trash, that fellow."

    Zhou Ruyao: "That **** boy, so what?"

    Gu Zhixing: "Yes, for the sake of ritual, remember to dim the lights, lower your voice, and say some riddles when chatting."

    Li Hanshan: "Can you accept this sense of ritual?"

    Zhou Ruyao: "Then how should I speak a riddle?"

    Gu Zhixing: "Come, Li Hanshan, give him the whole life."

    Li Hanshan: "...The plan has changed, and the entry should be quick rather than slow."

    Zhou Ruyao: "What? Don't wash the dishes without borrowing vinegar? Yes, there are enough riddlers!"

    Gu Zhixing: "Indeed, as soon as you hear it, you know it's a secret code."

    Li Hanshan: “…”

    It's hard to hear it, so hurry to see a doctor!

    At 2:30 in the afternoon, Zhou Ruyao arrived at the private fencing venue where Zhou Jue was on time.

    According to the situation in reality, Zhou Ruyao knew that this time was when he regularly practiced fencing. But I didn't expect that even if there was no such thing as A Xing practicing fencing first in this world, he still embarked on this path.

    Zhou Jue obviously just finished exercising, the black facial armor is at hand, and the black hair soaked in sweat is pressed against the white cheeks. His eyes were scattered, and he drank water without a sip, and the water droplets occasionally flowed down his neck to the depths.

    He knew in advance that Zhou Ruyao would come, so he was not surprised by his appearance, but he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

    Zhou Jue can feel that there is a natural discord between them.

    But Zhou Ruyao obviously doesn't care about this issue very much now, he walked over and said to him: "You must solve the things that Fang Bicheng has to do now."

    Zhou Jue frowned, her eyes were cold, "If you are sick, go and treat it, don't come to me to go crazy."

    Zhou Ruyao breathed rapidly for a few seconds, then suddenly grabbed the collar of his fencing suit, pressing his forehead against his forehead, his eyes were like a cold pool and he could not see the bottom, "You think I Are you kidding me? Can't you really think of a quicker solution? You don't want me to teach you?"

    Zhou Jue was irritated by him, showing his canine teeth in an instant, grabbed his wrist with one hand and wanted to throw him over the shoulder, but was stunned for a moment because of the close distance between the two.

    He suddenly realized that the person opposite seemed to look very similar to himself.

    Why, never noticed it before.

    But in just a moment, he got up immediately, stretched out his fist and planned to hit Zhou Ruyao, "Really? What are you, I need to listen to you?"

    "Of course you need it." Zhou Ruyao tilted his head to hide and let go, his voice hardly fluctuated, not even his expression, "Because I was born a minute before you, so in this life I will always walk in front of you, better than you, stronger than you, more talented and talented than you."

    Zhou Jue should have been puzzled and puzzled by this mess of crazy talk, or simply refused to listen, but for some reason, he seemed to feel anger and unwillingness from a certain knuckle, and then this anger and unwillingness were like The ice flakes of the climber's window occupied every part of the body along the capillaries and nerves, and even the blood became cold.

    His voice almost came out of his teeth, "You can't compare."

    Zhou Ruyao said coldly: "Then you can compare with me."

    He pointed to the private tutor who was resting in the distance, looked at Zhou Jue, "How about fencing, now you, you should still think that this is your specialty?"

    Zhou Jue's expression was cold, "Okay."

    Not long after, the two stood on both sides of the kendo center line wearing fencing suits.

    Zhou Jue held the protective gear in his left hand, his black eyes narrowed slightly, then raised his saber upwards and began to salute. Zhou Ruyao stood directly opposite, and almost at the same time, he raised the saber in his right hand to the front of the bridge of his nose, pointed the sword to the sky, and swung the sword under him.

    Then both put on face shields.

    For some reason, the coach standing by the side felt that the two were exactly the same as if they were looking in a mirror, he nodded slightly, "Engarde, Prêts? (Prepare, are you ready?

     Zhou Ruyao and Zhou Jue answered at the same time: "oui"

    "Allez!"

    The moment the referee's voice fell, Zhou Jue was already holding his sword and starting to compete for priority.

    In the fencing competition, except for the epee, both the foil and the saber need to compete for priority, because even if they attack the opponent's priority area at the same time, only the first attacking team will score points .

    The two swords flickered, and they tried to attack each other several times.

    Zhou Jue took the lead by jumping forward and stabbing forward. The next second, Zhou Ruyao drew a circle to counterattack to block the attack. Zhou Jue immediately jumped back and counterattacked. At the moment when Zhou Ruyao lunged and stabbed, he slashed at his saber, forcing Zhou Ruyao to jump half a step back. Zhou Jue narrowed his right eye slightly, and the saber crossed forward and stabbed at his waist.

    The electronic scoring kendo immediately lit up red light at Zhou Ruyao, which was a sign that he was hit at the effective part. Stained in his white fencing suit.

    Zhou Jue, first to get one point.

    As if the first point was a signal of victory, Zhou Jue quickly scored five points in the remaining minutes of the round.

    Zhou Ruyao, no points

    Fencing is divided into three rounds of three minutes each.

    At the end of the first round, the timer was scored, the red light flashed, and it returned to its original state.

    The second round has begun.

    The moment Zhou Jue lunged forward, was blocked by Zhou Ruyao.

    Zhou Ruyao's muffled voice came from the mask, "Because there is no Ah Xing, your strength is like this, or you can only be like this."

    Zhou Jue replied sarcastically, "Why, are you planning to use aggressive tactics to find flaws?"

    The referee pondered whether or not to impose a violation, but seeing that the two had such a natural conversation, he decided not to make fun of himself.

    Zhou Jue was still vying for priority. After being blocked once, he continued to attempt a half-step forward thrust.

    His speed is very fast, and every attack and defense is precise and fast, like a dormant beast, delicately calculating all the perfect timings and giving responses.

    The half-step thorn this time, too.

    He was using this to induce Zhou Ruyao's flaws, just like the previous round.

    However, this time it failed, because Zhou Ruyao directly chopped it.

    Different from foil, which also pays attention to speed and strength, in the rules of the saber, you can use the blade to slash.

    Zhou Ruyao was faster than Zhou Jue and slashed directly to the head.

    This time, red light flashed on Zhou Jue.

    As if a certain switch was turned on, each of Zhou Ruyao's next swords was like a torrential rain, fierce but cunning.

    The red light comes on again and again.

    In the two rounds, Zhou Ruyao chased after five points and quickly overtook.

    Under the mask, Zhou Jue's sweat ran down his eyelashes, stinging his eyeballs slightly, but he still concentrated on trying his best to find a loophole.

    With one minute left, the score is now 10:14.

    One minute is enough.

    Zhou Jue calmly calculated the current situation and held her sword tightly.

    There are still opportunities.

    Zhou Jue defended hard, leaned his front foot slightly, and suddenly lunged and stabbed,

    Zhou Ruyao did not step back, the silver light flashed out in an instant, like a thunder light suddenly appearing in the air.

    “Bang dang—”

    The swords collide with each other and make a crisp sound.

    Zhou Ruyao's saber fiercely blocked his stabbing movement, and the fierce and fast force almost followed the saber, making Zhou Juehu pass numb, and then, the blade slashed at his neck , the white cloth was pressed with a very deep and dark indentation.

    Lights red.

    No chance.

    Zhou Jue seemed to have tinnitus for a moment, the scene in front of him seemed to flicker, and the hand holding the saber trembled slightly.

    But Zhou Ruyao still held the saber firmly in his hand, and the saber was still on his neck.

    The referee was puzzled, "You—"

    Zhou Jue's cold and angry voice sounded first, "Go down."

    The referee was stunned, knowing that it was their personal business, and immediately turned away. When a wealthy private tutor has to learn how to serve these little ancestors, he understands it all.

    Zhou Jue turned his attention to Zhou Ruyao after seeing him leave.

    All Zhou Ruyao's expressions were blocked by protective gear, only a low but sarcastic voice came out, "The pace is slow, the stab speed is slow, the defense has many flaws, and the counterattack is weak. You are not as good as me. , even less than A Xing, why do you continue to practice swordsmanship? Why do you think you can practice swords for A Xing?"

    Every time he said a word, he took a step closer to Zhou Jue, and the strength of the sword pressing against Zhou Jue's neck was also stronger, as if it was going to pierce through heavy armor.

    Zhou Jue felt like he was being swept up in the tide, getting heavier and heavier, more and more difficult to breathe, and even filled with heavy pain.

    For a long time, he heard his hoarse voice ask: "Teach me. What should I do."

    Zhou Jue couldn't understand what he was talking about, he didn't even feel that he was speaking, it was an independent individual who was more prior to self, prior to thinking, prior to instinct at this time through him Conduct all actions called communication in general.

    Gradually, his consciousness seemed to become ethereal and heavy.

    A long time, maybe not long.

    He, or Zhou Jue heard his answer.

    Zhou Ruyao said: "Deal with Fang Bicheng as soon as possible, otherwise, A Xing will die. She was hit in the head, and the condition is very serious. At present, there are signs of lethargy, vomiting and rigid limbs. She is not the core of the bronze mirror world, and once she dies, something will happen in reality."

    Zhou Jue pondered for two seconds and said, "Tonight at the latest."

    Zhou Ruyao stared at him for a while, put down the saber, took off the face shield and put it under the armpit of the arm holding the sword, raised the saber, and saluted.

    The twins' handsome faces showed a more similar stern expression, and they all swung their swords under their bodies. The sharp sword beams of the two swords cut through the air, as if to cut off all the rebel flags, clear the endless fog of the long night, and support the only king in all the worlds.

    Therefore, they are still doing the pre-war salute.

    The salute is over.

    Zhou Ruyao turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and pointed the sword at Zhou Jue's throat with a flick of his wrist. The sharp point of the sword pressed against his neck, pierced into the protective suit, and poked a dark pit.

    His speed was still very fast, Jianfeng raised the black hair in front of Zhou Jue's forehead almost instantly, revealing his indifferent eyes under the black hair.

    Zhou Ruyao said: "Don't deviate one inch, and take one more step, then it's called a solution."

    At 8:48 in the morning, Gu Zhixing woke up with a headache, the cold sweat almost soaked her back, and the roar in her ears made her feel more and more nauseous. She pursed her parched lips, took a deep breath with a cold face, and clenched her molars.

    The 8 o'clock replay version of the TV series in the ward is playing, and the sound is extremely low. It is estimated that Zhou Ruyao had nothing to do and forgot to turn it off.

    Gu Zhixing endured and endured, biting and biting his teeth, and finally swallowed the sour feeling in his throat along with the saliva and irritability.

    She lightly wiped the sweat from her forehead, vigorously moved her stiff legs, and just about to get out of bed, she saw Zhou Ruyao pushing the door in.

    Gu Zhixing was a little puzzled, "You went out early in the morning?"

    "Because, there are a lot of people queuing up at the sausage stall near the hospital." Zhou Ruyao squeezed the paper bag, and looked at Gu Zhixing and the sausage reluctantly, "I have no money on me, I I just bought three, let's eat slowly."

    Zhou Ruyao: "I can't bear it."

    Gu Zhixing: "So what if you eat it! Besides, it's not like Ajue is a cash cow, we really need money to buy the whole sausage factory!"

    Zhou Ruyao: "But this is starch sausage. If you want to buy it, you must first buy a starch sausage factory."

    Gu Zhixing: "Hurry up and eat, don't eat cold again."

    Zhou Ruyao: "Then why don't you eat it!"

    Gu Zhixing: "I can't bear it."

    Zhou Ruyao: "Well, let's eat first, I also bought a third one, since Li Hanshan is not here now..."

    Gu Zhixing: "Why don't we just finish eating..."

    The two immediately exchanged looks like they were friends, and finally slapped the grilled sausage.

    In less than a minute, the two of them froze in place with their mouths full of cumin peppers, as if they had lost their souls.

    Gu Zhixing: "Void."

    Zhou Ruyao: "Confused."

    Gu Zhixing: "When we have the opportunity, let all the starch sausage factories make the sausages into two meters."

    Zhou Ruyao: "Why don't you say wait for us to be rich?"

    Gu Zhixing: "Because we can really wait until we have money."

    Zhou Ruyao: “…”

    The two were silent for two seconds, staring at the sausage left on the table.

    Gu Zhixing: "It's a tie, I'll break it."

    Zhou Ruyao: "No, manual work is unreliable, even if it deviates by an inch, it is not equal!"

    Gu Zhixing: "Don't you remember, you were afraid of dogs when you were young, and I took you to play with dogs, so you are not afraid."

    Zhou Ruyao: "Then do you remember why I'm afraid of dogs?"

    Gu Zhixing: "How do I know?"

     Zhou Ruyao: "Because you said that if you put your finger in front of the dog, the dog will think it is a symbol of friendliness. Then I tried it and got three shots of rabies vaccine."

    Gu Zhixing: "…"

    Gu Zhixing: "It turned out to be the rabies vaccine. I thought you were taking placenta, and your height has spread."

    Zhou Ruyao: "Oh, it's not because of this."

    Gu Zhixing: "Okay, you just don't eat half of it, give it all—"

    Gu Zhixing was talking when he heard a news broadcast on the TV.

      The owner of the car is actually Xiaokai from a certain group whose girlfriends were constantly in the limelight not long ago! The case was blurred for a while. Some people said that it was because the Xiaokaiguang cheated on the concubine everywhere. What's going on? For more fresh insider stories, please continue to pay attention to the news of this station, don't go away, and take you directly to the scene of the crime after the advertisement!"

    The two stared at the TV for eight minutes at the same time, and finally, after the TV station played the logo of a well-known company that produces super-long commercials, they gave up.

    Gu Zhixing: "Who, what's going on?"

    Zhou Ruyao: "I think it must be cheating and murder, or it's the grudge of the rich and powerful, and the seizure of power!"

    Gu Zhixing: "Why not just drink and drive?"

    Zhou Ruyao: "Yes, but it's boring, the rich should be killed!"

    Gu Zhixing: "Now, if you see a rich person, I will fight one."

    Zhou Ruyao: "Yes, it depends on the situation in the future!"

    After the two expressed their hatred for the rich with righteous indignation, they suddenly realized something was wrong.

    Gu Zhixing looked at the sky outside the window, a little confused, "Why do I feel that the color outside seems to be getting lighter and lighter."

    "What? I thought I was wrong." Zhou Ruyao immediately probed out the window with his fluffy head, then shook his body, "Really! Is it the end of the world? ?"

    Gu Zhixing: "The end of the world...?"

    Zhou Ruyao: "...!"

    Zhou Ruyao: "You are rude!"

    Gu Zhixing: "It's the end of the world, I and he must be full!"

    Zhou Ruyao puffed out her mouth, her drooping dog eyes stared at her, very aggrieved, "It must be delicious, I won't be angry with you, you eat it, I will I’m not hungry either, I can live by picking up garbage and eating when I’m hungry.”

    "Okay, okay, I'll supply you later! By the way, why hasn't Li Hanshan returned—" Gu Zhixing swallowed the sausage with great satisfaction, and he hesitated again in an instant. "Did he take the inspection report?"

    Zhou Ruyao patted his head, "Yes, count the time, did he go to line up? After all, there are quite a lot of people with inspection reports."

    After he finished the action, he suddenly found himself slag.

    Zhou Ruyao: "...????"

    He glanced around and found that the scene disappeared with the "graining" effect in the simplest ppt effect.

    Gu Zhixing didn't even notice this, he stumbled out of bed as soon as he lifted the quilt and put on his shoes, "I'll go see if the inspection report has come out."

    Zhou Ruyao looked at her back and finally let out a long sigh of relief. He climbed onto Gu Zhixing's hospital bed, curled up, and then took out the book from his arms. He took down the ballpoint pen in the book and turned to Fang Bicheng's story page.

    Finally, Zhou Ruyao put a tick after the number IV in the corner of the story.

    Zhou Ruyao closed his eyes, rested on Gu Zhixing's quilt, and fell asleep.

    On the other side, the queue for the report just arrived at Li Hanshan.

    The doctor turned over the report and said, "Gu Zhixing's friend?"

    Li Hanshan nodded.

    The doctor said: "I told you during the examination a few days ago that her condition is not optimistic. Although there are not many symptoms in a short time, but from the intracranial film Look-"

    He said, took out a few films, "Look at these places, neurovascular damage, intracranial comminuted fracture... Forget it, I won't say much about the professional content. , I wrote the inspection report very clearly and directly."

    Li Hanshan rubbed the material in his hand.

    The doctor said: "If her symptoms have not eased next week and there is still a problem with the brain CT, we recommend a spinal tap..."

    He said a lot, but Li Hanshan seemed to be listening, but he didn't. He just felt a little cold, some incomprehensible, some... maybe more than just some indescribably uncomfortable.

    Not long after, he walked out of the consultation room, walking slowly, his handsome face was slightly cold.

    "Li Hanshan."

    A voice not far away disturbed his thoughts.

    Li Hanshan raised his eyes, but the moment he looked at the voice, his eyebrows were raised, and he looked a little surprised.

    Within a few steps away, Gu Zhixing was leaning against the wall to take a deep breath, but the scenery behind him was shattered into a void that returned to nothingness as if there was no way back. The surrounding scenery gradually faded away.

    …what's the matter, hallucination? No, this scene is a bit familiar, it seems to have appeared in the space of the bronze mirror. Could it be that Fang Bicheng's story is over? Are you leaving this world?

    Li Hanshan's brain turned quickly, but he didn't think about the answer, and he didn't care about the answer at the moment. He just let go of his dangling heart, and seriously thought about a sentence that seemed to be both a declarative sentence and an imperative sentence: Get out of this world.

    Leave before it gets worse, leave before it gets more painful, leave before things get messier, leave before many, many accidents.

    Li Hanshan's white knuckles loosened due to tightly grasping the report, his throat moved slightly, and he used the back of his cold hand to stick his tired and hot eyes before looking at Gu Zhixing. He curved his black eyes, and there was still a deliberately suppressed arrogance between his brows, and his voice was very light, "Why, someone is chasing you behind?"

    Gu Zhixing raised his chin, "I'm in a hurry to read the report, have you read it? It says what's my situation."

    Li Hanshan threw it over, "No, I'm not a family member, and I don't have the right to look around. Also, I'm not interested in your brainless head."

    Gu Zhixing was scratching his head, and before he could speak, he saw a bunch of black floating particles in his hand.

    Gu Zhixing: "...?

    Li Hanshan: "...It's really fresh, it seems that Monkey has finally released the complete works of Shakespeare."

    Gu Zhixing: "Grass, stop talking about me, you're starting to lose scum."

    Li Hanshan was stunned, glanced at himself, and saw that his body was also dispersing in the wind.

    The next second, he felt that Gu Zhixing was holding his shoulders, and his strength was not small.

    Gu Zhixing: "It's okay, I'm helping you."

    Li Hanshan: "What do you mean?"

    Gu Zhixing: "Stop talking, you're too much scum, I'm holding your scum, I can't hold it anymore!"

    Li Hanshan: “…”

    It's all this time, can't you see that this is going back to the real world? !

    Li Hanshan was silent for a long time and said, "Have you ever thought that the world created by the bronze mirror is disappearing, so we are going back to the real world."

    Gu Zhixing: "…"

    Gu Zhixing let go of his hand calmly, still with an iceberg face, showing a bit of arrogance, and then slapped Li Hanshan a few times.

    Li Hanshan gasped in pain, "What are you doing?"

    Gu Zhixing: "I understand, no matter how tightly you hold the sand, it will slip through your fingers, because Gu Zhixing is a poor student receiving a subsidy today. You made me lose so thoroughly, so why not raise it!"

    Li Hanshan: "...???"

    What is this way of speaking without the head of a donkey? ? ?

    He was a little speechless, and then in the mood of meeting with an old friend, he briskly recited a sentence in his mind: Odd change and even change, the symbols look at the quadrants.