Only when he was performing tasks like this and had no time to rush back, he survived.

Endless sadness filled my heart for a moment, and for a moment, the white tiger felt that his mind was suddenly drained. He knelt on the ground, punched the cold ground with his fists, making a wild beast's end of hiss:

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!"

Xu Hongyun, the sensual old Taoist priest, also sat down on the ground with a gray face and extremely sad.

He has been joining the Special Affairs Bureau for almost twenty years, and he has a deep friendship with each other, so how can he not be sad or sad?

Bang ~

Bang bang ~

The white tiger pounded the ground heavily, and the ground that could shine with light was blown out of cracks like spider webs. The splash of soil and rocks caused a sharp alarm sound.

He wanted to hear the rebuke of the Qinglong, the comfort of the prison bull, and the ridicule of the Qingbird

But not.

All the members of the Special Affairs Bureau who arrived took off their hats and held their hands, looking at the white tiger who was crazy with a sad expression.

"White Tiger, Qinglong finally left you an email. Do you want to watch it?"

It was not until Baihu cried and his whole body felt like he was dehydrated that Yinglong's voice sounded from the hall.

Artificial intelligence has no sadness, its voice is the same as before, without any change.

"Qinglong left an email? Why didn't he say it earlier?"

Xu Hongyun wiped his nose and stood up.

Crying has always been the best channel for venting. I haven't cried like this for decades, and the depression in Xu Hongyun's heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

"According to the records of the database, people's sorrow needs to be vented rather than suppressed. One hour is just right. If you don't vent completely, it will hurt your mind if you don't vent it thoroughly."

Yinglong's voice has not changed much.

Baihu wiped his tears and stood up. His whole body seemed to have grown several years old in an instant: "Transfer to me."

Buzz ~

In less than a second, a picture had appeared in the White Tiger's retina.

That was among the fighter jets driven by Qinglong.

"You don't understand anything about the Special Affairs Bureau, and I don't need to say anything more."

Qinglong's voice sounded in Baihu's heart: "I joined the army for sixteen and joined the special affairs bureau for thirty-four. I will be considered a country worthy of my life. The only thing I am sorry for is my daughter.

Let her lose her mother, now, even this dispensable father is gone.”

"She is very good at math, and has won thirteen awards in various competitions, first three times, second six times, third four times"

This is the first time that the White Tiger heard the gentleness in the voice of the Green Dragon and a hint of nagging:

"I have been with each other for twenty years. Finally, I would like to ask you one thing to help me take care of my daughter. I have accumulated more than three million yuan over the years. Please take it and wait for her to get married as a dowry."

The last Qinglong seemed to be nagging, and there was no explanation at all at work, and every word was kept away from his daughter.

The white tiger couldn't help but feel sore in his heart.

"Qinglong"

The white tiger sighed sadly.

There are many dreamers in the special affairs bureau, and Ying Long also mastered the most advanced technology, able to monitor in real time, and hypnotize all dreamers at the last moment.

Let them completely enter the dream of royal power.

But Qinglong is not a dreamer!

"Qinglong, maybe not dead."

At this time, Yinglong's voice sounded again.

"What?"

Xu Hongyun suddenly looked up and looked at the camera with red light: "How could it be that it's not dead?"

Where can I survive when I hit the sea at supersonic speed at tens of thousands of meters high?

In fact, the instrument used to monitor Qinglong's heart rate also stopped beating.

"You said, the dream of royal power?"

But the white tiger, his red eyes condensed.

"According to the comparison and analysis of many dreamers, Qinglong has all the conditions to become a dreamer. The reason why it has been slow is not because Qinglong masters the most profound hypnosis technique on Xuanxing."

Many data flowed like a waterfall, Ying Long concluded: "It's because he is a dreamless person."

"Dreamless?"

The white tiger frowned.

After becoming a dreamer, just like other dreamers, he browsed a lot of books about dreams and gained a lot of knowledge about dreams.

Not everyone dreams.

There are two types of things he knows, one is patients with mental illness, and the other is groups with mental retardation.

Naturally, Qinglong’s IQ is not a problem.

That

Huh ~

An Qisheng sat cross-legged on the clouds and drifted with the flow. He held the King's Sword in his hand, causing the Qi field to swell like a tide, calming down the changes in the celestial phenomena and geological disasters caused by the changes in the Qi field.

Destruction is always easier than aftermath. Even if An Qi had a thought, he could sense the entire star Qi field until the sun was high in the Pacific Ocean.

Then I slowly opened my eyes and my eyes drooped down.

Below the clouds is a hideous snake body that cannot be submerged by the Pacific Ocean, and that door of a different degree.
Chapter completed!