The super son-in-law of the female president

"This old guy is very dishonest and can lie! There is no truth in his mouth!"

"Last time, he wanted to fool me. Later, when I reported your name, he seemed to be quite afraid of you."

There is no need for Qin Fan to hide this kind of matter, since it is not an important matter anyway.

Xu Wenxin smiled helplessly. He didn't expect Qin Fan to be a little cunning sometimes, and he would use his name.

"It doesn't matter, this kid surnamed An was beaten up by me several times back then, and when I mention my name, he will naturally be very honest."

"However, he is currently the only leader in East China, so don't offend him too much."

"He is a small-minded person. It's hard to guarantee that he won't use some evil intentions in the cracked river. He will suffer a lot."

As he spoke, Xu Wenxin walked to the ancient wooden table and took out a small yellowed note from the bottom drawer.

Qin Fan took a closer look and saw that there were some strange patterns drawn on the yellowed note, which seemed to be some kind of hieroglyphs in the middle.

Qin Fan, who has a certain foundation in ancient Chinese, couldn't guess it.A little scratching my head.

Xu Wenxin picked up the yellowed note and was about to stick it on Qin Fan's forehead.

Qin Fan was so frightened that he jumped back a big step.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"Bully me for not watching a zombie movie? I have watched the complete works of Lin Zhengying more than once."

When Xu Wenxin heard Qin Fan's words, he sighed helplessly, and then suddenly appeared in front of Qin Fan with a ghostly movement.

Qin Fan felt a chill all over in an instant, and could only watch helplessly as Xu Wenxin pasted the yellowed note on his forehead.

Because the speed was too fast, Qin Fan couldn't react at all.

Next, a scene of expressions appeared.

Qin Fan only felt a slight chill on his forehead, and the slightly yellowed note turned into a faint white light, which instantly entered between Qin Fan's eyebrows.

A gust of cold air hit.

All of a sudden, pictures flashed in Qin Fan's mind.

At the very beginning, in the picture, there are more than 20 people, some old and some young, standing by the edge of a deserted fish pond.

In a blink of an eye, it jumped to another screen.

A young man and a group of people boarded a very ordinary wooden boat.

The wooden boat is not big, it looks a little crowded, and it is also very simple.

In terms of shape, it looks a bit like a dragon boat in a dragon boat race.

But much wider than that.

As for that young man, Qin Fan had a feeling of deja vu when looking at his appearance, as if he resembled a certain person in real life.

Doctor Ann!
That's right!it's him!But that's what he looked like when he was young.

The screen jumps again.

Next, all the people sat in the hull, while Doctor An stood at the bow, holding a silver wooden paddle, staring at the water ahead with a very serious expression.

The screen turned again.

The river is no longer a river, and the river is no longer clear water.

The color is sometimes bright red, sometimes dark green, and sometimes black.

It seems that the colorful colors have appeared before.

The screen jumps again.

Under the scorching sun, there is a desert that stretches as far as the eye can see. Only in the far distance, there are little oases, which seem to be alive.

Maybe it's still a mirage.

The silver oars of the wooden boat still gave off a faint trace of water vapor, but the wooden boat was already empty. Everyone got off the wooden boat and stood in a piece of sand.

Doctor An was giving some instructions to everyone, while some people in the team were already impatiently marching away.

In the end, the picture gradually blurred and faded away, as if the last piece of aura had been exhausted.

At the end of the blur, another screen jumped.

But because it was blurred and disappeared, I couldn't see what it was at all, but there was a big black shadow indistinctly.

"What the hell? Is this the end?"

Qin Fan knocked himself on the head with his hand, and then said to Xu Wenxin: "How long have you kept this talisman in the drawer? Has it expired? The picture is just put into the desert and it will disappear."

When Xu Wenxin heard what Qin Fan said, he was also a little surprised.

But after a moment of thought, she regained her composure.

He sighed and said, "I didn't expect this cinnabar talisman to last for less than 50 years in this world."

"It seems that I did overestimate my judgment."

After finishing speaking, he paused for a while, and glanced at the angry Qin Fan: "It's really a pity that we can only release a little information."

"However, as I said before, the less you know now, the less it is actually not a bad thing for you."

"Now that you have learned the basic process of entering the collapsed continent, that's fine."

"After all, you are only an assistant in this mission, and those dangerous situations will naturally be dealt with by someone!"

I heard Xu Wenxin say these words again.

Qin Fan was secretly happy for no reason.

At least it's a good thing that you don't have to do it yourself to carry the burden.

"Just a quick question, what will happen if no one takes care of those dangers and troubles for me then?"

Hearing Qin Fan's question, Xu Wenxin took a deep breath, straightened his waist, and said helplessly, "That's okay. If there is such a moment, I don't think it will be long, and we will meet soon."

When Qin Fan heard this, his face darkened immediately.

This is the same effect as talking without drooling and eating grapes without spitting out the grape skins.

There is something in the words, and the meaning is clear. If no one handles these dangers, they can only wait for death.

Huhu~
Next, Xu Wenxin didn't say a word about the collapse of the continent.

Instead, he chatted with Qin Fan about family matters.

Household gossip, to be honest, sometimes Qin Fan likes to chat like a little woman.

Especially when facing a mysterious woman like Xu Wenxin.

"Do you really like that woman from the Xu family?"

Xu Wenxin said lightly.

But it seemed that she didn't intend to ask Qin Fan to answer.

Instead, he continued to ask again, "Then what do you like about her?"

"I think she should be a very beautiful woman with a gentle personality."

"But do you really like her?"

I asked the same question three times.

Qin Fan fell silent.

This time, Xu Wenxin looked at Qin Fan curiously, as if he wanted to get an answer from Qin Fan.

Qin Fan asked himself the same question in his heart: Me?Do you really like Xu Xin?

Didn't you admire her face from the beginning?Didn't you envy her family's property from the beginning?
If none of these are true, then what do you like about Xu Xin?
Those bright and watery eyes?
That tall and perfect nose?

Or those two shallow dimples when she smiled?
For a while, Qin Fan was really stopped.

At this moment, Qin Fan couldn't find the real reason why he likes Xu Xin.