Fang Wen is missing.

Three days after Long Zun Weide returned from the black jungle, the entire No. 1 city was in chaos with the Ximen family.

When the Shi Management Department was in a mess, Fang Wen disappeared. Even Martina didn't know where Fang Wen went, but should be the only one who knew where Fang Wen was going.

The Dragon Lord's power became a silence Buddha, without any explanation.

During these three days, Yue Can was entrusted by someone to ask Long Zun Weide Fang Wen where he was. Long Zun Weide looked at Yue Can with a very innocent and pure look.

After a long time, he closed his eyes and hummed slowly: "Our Marshal, he... I have suddenly noticed that the meridians of the lower body are not smooth recently.

I went through seclusion and opened my meridians."

Yue Can asked silly: "Where is the problem with the meridian?" Long Zun Weide opened his eyes again and looked at it with an idiot's eyes.

After a long time, I sighed softly: "I'm not talking about it."

Yue Can thinks he is the number one idiot in Tianzi. He consciously guessed the intention of Fang Wenwan's disappearance, so he cooperated very well.

After a few 'laughing', he patted his butt and turned around and left. There was still a lot of things piled up in his monster base, and he didn't have the strength to help manage the crystal stone.

The fellow disciples of the department are busy with work. If Nangong Sha wants to do it, just do it. Anyway, it is a formal duel that is completely in line with the duel bill. The people from the Ximen family can kill it.

Nangong Sha, that is their ability; if they are killed by Nangong Sha, that is their bad luck!

As for the affairs of the Crystal Management Department, he has been greatly affected. Is this a matter of doing the Moon and Desert Bird? He is not from the Crystal Management Department!

‘Bang’, when Yue Can walked out of the No. 1 City Military Department building, Ximen Road, who was temporarily in charge of the crystal management department during the severely injured Ximen Yaoying's healing.

A pure steel projectile hit the door, and blood was bleeded in seven orifices, and it fell to Yuecan's feet in a miserable way. Yuecan just faced hundreds of generals on the street.

In the face of the administrative official, Shi Shiran walked over on Ximendao's body, and while walking, he said, "Oh, it seems to be stepping on it."

What did you do? No? Yes, let's go back! There are still a lot of things at the Warcraft Base."

Just after Yuecan walked past Ximendao's body, Nangong, with a ferocious smile on his face, walked to Ximendao's body with a serious injury and fainting.

On the side, he kicked him hard at the vital point of his lower body. The resentment of the Nangong family for hundreds of years was hidden in this kick. Ximen Daoyang was in a coma.

Tian spat out a mouthful of blood. Even in a coma, he still let out an extremely sharp scream, like a cat with a burned tail.

The sound was filled with a hint of tremolo, echoing in the air.

Since Nangong Sha's family sent a duel letter to the Ximen clan, no one from the Ximen family has died. Nangong Sha feels that it is just

Death, I can't vent the poisonous fire in their hearts. They must ravage the people of the Ximen family like a cat drama, from ** to spirit

After completely destroying their will to resist, the Ximen family was killed. A three-star marshal Shi Shiran walked to Nangong San and wrinkled

He glanced at Ximendao covered in blood with his eyebrows and nodded, "Well, Nangong Third Lieutenant General, can you just do it next time? Well, now

Without the signature of His Excellency Ximen Yaoying, many of our affairs cannot be carried out. Why don’t you kill Ximen Yaoying and Ximen Dao?

Leave their tribesmen to make a duel with you slowly, so that we can take over their command, so that we can save us from being idle and growing in our bodies.

There are mushrooms."

This was mean and vicious. Nangong San smiled with his lips pursed, stepped on Ximendao's lower abdomen with force, and said coldly: "Okay, go down."

Then, kill Ximen Demon Shadow.”

So, the generals who were stationed by the Crystal Management Department of the Military Headquarters smiled with satisfaction; so, Zhi Zhengfu sent the Crystal Management Department of the non-Simen tribe.

The officials also smiled with satisfaction.

At this time, Fang Wen was flying towards the four suns in the colonial star field at a high speed of nearly three times that of the military standard warship in a super-small warship.

go.

This is a warship made of pure purple crystal on the outer armor plate. It is a secret base of Longmen designed and produced specifically for Fang Wen and Longzun Weide.

, specially made assault ships that facilitate their secret operations. The armor made by pure purple crystals has nearly 100% against various rays and electromagnetic waves.

The absorption rate of 100 yuan, the various existing radars of the Zhizhengfu Academy of Sciences have become deaf ears in front of this warship. The unique light of purple crystal

The shadow-changing characteristics give this small warship a special effect that is almost invisible. Fang Wen openly drove the warship by three.

The colonial star's airspace did not alarm anyone.

In a training room in the battleship, Fang Wen quietly sat cross-legged, and combined a seal with his hands, gently pressed it on the Dantian area.

He was thinking about some problems, some problems that he usually didn't have enough time and mood to think about. The unique alchemy energy after practicing the Zixiao Pill Sutra is self-evident.

Twenty-three golden elixirs evaporated from the body, like the hazy mist on the Yunmeng Lake, constantly rising into his sea of ​​consciousness, nourishing and stimulating the two

A silver crystal ball transformed by the soul god Fu. A cool soul power flowed out of the silver crystal ball quietly, flowing through the square text

The body gradually merged into one with his elixir.

"Who am I!" This is the first question Fang Wen asked himself. He is Fang Wen, there is no doubt about it. But, in his eyes, he

He solved his opponents in laughter and scolding. When he was trying hard to fight against each other, when he used all kinds of scheming methods to climb upwards,

Does he still remember that he is Fang Wen? In the three thousand worlds, how many people have the heart to ask: Who am I?

When the lights and wine blinds your eyes, when the man and woman numbs your heart, when power and wealth corrupts your soul, can you still

Take a little leisure, look at the depths of your soul, and ask with great seriousness and scrutiny without any evasion: Who am I?

Who is it, where is my root, why does I exist, and what does that name mean?

Do you still remember a leaf specimen from your childhood, remember that tender but smiling face, remember some of the heartbreaking and heartbreaking that made you heartbroken

The story of mystery. It tear opens the halo you have now, and makes you exposed to the air. You ask: Who am I?

"Why am I here?" Yes, why are you here? Where are you now, where are you living, where are you

Struggle, why did you come here? What did you get here? What did you lose? Are you satisfied? Or, you let others

Are people satisfied? With so many questions, can you have a very quiet space and think about it carefully?

“What am I doing?”

Do the things you do now make sense? "What do I want?"

What exactly are you trying to pursue? The halos, layers of fog, gold, silver, jewelry, wine covered with wine

Is the mist of the fragrance of colored rouge what you want? Why did you appear in this world, why did you come, why did you live in this world of Buddha,

Struggling and roaring in the world of three thousand worlds? Are you tired? Are you tired? Have you been hurt? Or have you hurt people? There are causes and consequences for grudges, love and revenge, and cause

Have you considered it clearly between gains and losses?

What are you sticking to? What is it that makes you disdain? What is the thing you once extremely precious, you are lightly on your way forward

Yi Di abandoned it on the roadside? From birth, we have walked step by step to the present. Do you understand your pursuit? You are still the same child

As long as I could catch a red dragonfly in the New Year, I would be satisfied and smiling childish?

Do you still remember the affectionate eyes of the old dog who was extremely close to you in the depths of your memory and looking at you?

Is that heart that used to be as white as snow and as crystal clear as dew, now has something that can never be wiped clean?

Flowers, snow, and moon have experienced these. Wine, color, wealth, and energy, and have seen a lot.

Are you still you?

"Okay, our eldest young man is only 3 years old, and there is still a long time before the old man who is 4 years old. These complex problems will be left for the future

I'll think about it." Fang Wen lay crookedly on the floor of the practice room, crossing his legs and hummed, "Young Master Fang, don't you ask for it."

Gao. Well, two or three real brothers, a well-behaved and obedient wife, of course, it’s best to be a little more beautiful, ah, I can’t finish drinking it any more

Wine... Hum, there seems to be no other requirements. In fact, our eldest son is a person who is easy to satisfy. Well, just look for it

In fact, I should be satisfied now."

"I have eight million brothers, and with a loud roar, beasts fly in a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and hundreds of hills can be blown to pieces in a blink of an eye.

, This day is actually good." A faint bitter smile appeared on Fang Wen's face, and he whispered to himself: "Actually, I'm

He is a very easy person to satisfy. Just..."

"***, people are in the world, and they can't help themselves... What the words said by a senior from the world are really too unlucky."

A slight desolate sing sounded in the battleship. Fang Wen slapped the floor with his palm and hummed the somewhat sad song gently.

The singing comes from a group of successful and famous old men. When they reunited decades later and played the familiar old guitar again, they returned.

Looking past, I was already lonely and I never saw the young men in my prime again.

"Time is like a knife, and the world is arousing... In fact, our eldest son is not just running three or four, but actually, I've already reached eight hundred, right?

Yes, it’s ridiculous!”

Walking through the highway in the black wilderness, throwing the cold wind filled with hair behind me, and the fragrant smell of food came from the air.

In the distance ahead, can you see a warm light? Or can your heart still feel the fragile but tenacious warmth?

A ray of light in the night?

Well, Young Master Fang doesn't know if he can still feel a certain light in the dark night, but the terrifying high heat emitted by the four suns at close range is not bad.

Order him to roast him directly in the battleship into teppane skewers.
To be continued...