Long Aotian became popular overnight after wearing a sick and weak white moonlight

After getting dressed, Zhou Heng and Feng Ling went downstairs together, walked into the living room, looked at Yan Mingli whose expression was much softer than when they met last time, and said, "Finally figured it out?"

"Yeah, I finally figured it out."

Yan Mingli regretted his chicken belly.

Zhou Heng has never coveted his man, and Jiang Yue's feelings for Zhou Heng are also pure heroes. He cherishes heroes, but he takes it for granted that there is a bad friendship between Jiang Yue and Zhou Heng. .

"I used to be too stingy. I thought that everyone in the world, regardless of men and women, coveted my Ayue. I made myself so inhuman and ghostly that I was suspicious every day..."

"You have such misunderstandings, the fundamental reason is that you are not confident enough."

Zhou Heng pointedly pointed out: "Because you are not confident, you always feel that Jiang Yue's love for you is not all he has. Even if you know that he is a workaholic, he has no time to fall in love with people other than you."

"You're right, the root cause is indeed my lack of self-confidence... I'm always worrying about gains and losses... I always take it for granted that I'm about to lose him, but I don't realize that these fears are groundless..."

While talking, Yan Mingli lowered his head.

Jiang Yue also felt ashamed, and explained in a low voice: "It's not all your fault, if I can care more about you and your emotions, you won't fall into self-confidence because of these trivial things, and then doubt our feelings, and the future full of confusion..."

"But--"

"I apologize to you. It's all my fault. I thought about my feelings too simply. I thought that as long as I paid a lot of money and sweet words, I could prove that I love you. It wasn't until recently that I finally realized that sincerity is the foundation of love. Companionship It is a necessary condition of love."

"A Yue..."

Yan Mingli was moved by Jiang Yue's words and shed tears of excitement.

Seeing that Yan Mingli finally accepted his confession, Jiang Yue felt joy in his heart, and said to Zhou Heng and Feng Ling: "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for letting me understand the essence of love, and no longer live in a world of taking it for granted!"

"We are just a catalyst. What really makes you realize love is your heart to love him," Feng Lingyang said proudly, "Because you love him and don't want to lose him, so you work hard for him after realizing that you may lose him." Change. If you don’t love him and don’t care about losing him, even if you know the essence of love, you won’t make any changes for him, and you still treat him in a way you feel comfortable with.”

"It seems to be the truth..."

Jiang Yue nodded approvingly.

Feng Ling took the opportunity to pull Jiang Yue aside to promote his "Three No Love Collection".

Although Jiang Yue is a decathlon professional boss, he has almost no experience in the field of relationships. Hearing Feng Ling's nonsense, he nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Heng had nothing to say about this.

After taking a sip of tea, he asked Yan Mingli: "Have you ever felt something is wrong recently?"

"What's wrong?"

Yan Mingli was astonished.

He originally thought that Zhou Heng's sudden seriousness was about to pour him chicken soup.

Seeing this, Zhou Heng added, "How much do you know about the inside story of the four major families in Beijing?"

"me……"

"Don't you know anything?"

"No! I know!"

Yan Mingli raised his head and looked at Zhou Heng resolutely: "Ah Yue told me everything he could tell me! There is another force behind the four major families, and that force needs the four major families to continuously make offerings to him, because he has mastered The rise and fall of the four major families. The only way to temporarily get rid of the fate of being controlled by that force is to win the love of a person called "Young Master". But Ah Yue gave up. He would rather be pinched by that force. Be with me! He loves me, and I have an irreplaceable place in his heart. Nothing but death can make him give me up!"

"So that's what he told you..."

Zhou Heng smiled lightly and took another sip of tea.

Seeing that Zhou Heng's expression seemed to mean something, Yan Mingli asked cautiously, "Has the situation of the four major families changed again?"

"Why don't you suspect that he is hiding something from you?"

Zhou Heng asked back.

Yan Mingli: "I trust him, even if he lied to me, I still trust him."

"you--"

"I was wrong?"

"No, you made the right choice."

Zhou Heng put down his teacup and began to explain the ins and outs of the four major families, the national teacher, and the "young master".

"...So that's what happened."

After listening to the secrets of the four major families, Yan Mingli's not-so-rich mind suddenly became worse. He pretended to understand and said, "Fortunately, Brother Zhou turned the tide, so things didn't go in the worst direction."

"You exaggerate my ability. I'm not the one to turn the tide. I just show up at the right place at the right time."

"That's also—"

Yan Mingli thought for a while, and said: "No matter what, the national teacher has completely become a thing of the past because of Brother Zhou's intervention. Brother Zhou is the great hero who saved the love between Ayue and me."

"Is this your truth?"

"Of course, every sentence comes from the heart."

Yan Mingli told Zhou Heng very happily.

Zhou Heng smiled, noncommittal, and asked the housekeeper to bring the dartboard with the global map printed on it, took out a handful of toy darts, and handed it to Yan Mingli: "Are you interested in playing darts?"

"Okay."

Yan Mingli took the darts innocently, and Zhou Heng started to fly randomly with each needle.

Different from Zhou Heng's darts with red hearts, Yan Mingli's darts can be described as a wild dance of wild bees. After ten shots in a row, none of them hit the red heart, and the places they hit are all kinds of strange.

Yan Mingli felt very ashamed because of this: "I am really useless, I can play darts so badly."

"Games have always been about friendship first, don't take the outcome too seriously."

While talking, Zhou Heng signaled the servants to carry the dart board to the study, and brought Yan Mingli to meet Feng Ling and Jiang Yue who were sharing their love experiences, and the four of them played mahjong until late at night.

"...No, no, no! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to rest."

Yan Mingli was the first to be unable to bear it, his head resting on Jiang Yue's shoulder.

Seeing this, Jiang Yue helped Yan Mingli into the guest room.

In the process of playing mahjong, Feng Ling, who gradually realized that Zhou Heng's action had a deeper meaning, looked at Zhou Heng with a smile on his lips: "Anada, what kind of medicine is in your gourd?"

"What do you say?"

Zhou Heng led Feng Ling into the study without explaining.

At this time, the servants, under the leadership of the omnipotent lawyer Yu Huaijin, had already sorted out the detailed information of the ten locations that Yan Mingli had hit on the dart board with the map of the earth when he was playing darts, and put them in a thick stack on the desk.

Seeing Zhou Heng bring Feng Ling in, Yu Huaijin stepped forward and said respectfully, "Everything you want has been printed."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhou Heng bowed his head in thanks, walked to the desk, picked up the materials, and flipped through them at a glance.

Yu Huaijin stood aside, offering his own opinions and supplementary information from time to time.

Although he was Yu Huaijin's boss, Feng Ling, who had never been treated with such respect from the bottom of his heart by his subordinates, looked at this scene, feeling a little sour and proud for no reason.

Sensing Feng Ling's emotions, Zhou Heng stopped reading, looked up, and said to Feng Ling, "Your secretary is very useful."

"So he's your secretary now?"

Feng Ling said sourly, Yu Huaijin's ability made him feel that he had no sense of existence.

At this moment, Yu Huaijin added: "Mr. Feng, I voluntarily follow Mr. Zhou."

Feng Ling: "..."

Do you know that I am the one who pays you!

Of course, he dared not speak out in front of Zhou Heng.

Zhou Heng couldn't bear the deterioration of the relationship between the two, and continued to read while explaining to Feng Ling: "Yan Mingli is the core existence of the world in this book. Although the world line has changed because of my arrival, he is still special to this world. Important existence. So I invited him to play darts, get a list of ten candidates for the singularity, and then find the key singularity based on calculations and investigations.”

"Oooo!"

Feng Ling nodded again and again: "So you counted the whole audience from the beginning."

Zhou Heng: "It's not about calculating, it's about making the best use of everything."

"Yan Mingli's love brain is indeed only useful for this."

Feng Ling took it for granted, and then leaned forward: "The reason for inviting him to play darts is to find singularities, and why leave them to play mahjong?"

"To verify my guess."

Zhou Heng said bluntly: "The four of us played mahjong for nearly twelve hours. During this period, because of Jiang Yue's intentional release of water, Yan Mingli rolled the dice a total of sixteen times, and the numbers were exactly the same every time."

"This……"

Feng Ling, who hadn't noticed this at all while playing mahjong, finally turned pale with shock.

Toss the same number sixteen times in a row, the probability is one-in-one to the sixteenth power of six. The probability is so low that it must be described as destined.

"Sure enough, you also think this result is incredible."

"It's more than unbelievable! God's a prank is nothing more than that!"

"But it did happen, so it can be confirmed that Yan Mingli is still inextricably linked with the world." Zhou Heng said, "The ten coordinates he made with darts are even more valuable."

"...You really won't let go of anything of value."

Feng Ling muttered pretending to complain, full of pride in his heart, and took the initiative to discuss the specific situation with Zhou Heng: "This place is a wasteland of no shit, is there really something?"

"Who knows?"

"This area is a tropical rainforest. I don't believe that something as sophisticated as an artificial moon will be launched in a rainforest with ridiculous humidity!"

"So I rank it as the least likely of the ten coordinates."

"This... this..."

Feng Ling suddenly exclaimed: "This address happens to be where I'm going next month!"

"So coincidentally?"

Zhou Heng was a little surprised.

Feng Ling said embarrassedly: "Don't look at me as a fool in front of you, in front of outsiders, I'm a textbook for the boss, young and capable, ruthless and decisive..."

"I know you're capable, but—"

Zhou Heng thought for a while and picked out two addresses: "This is where you are going next month, and this is the place I think has the highest probability..."

"What are you going to do? Are you going to venture out alone behind my back again?"

Feng Ling exclaimed.

Zhou Heng: "Originally, I just had this plan. After hearing what you said, I suddenly felt that there is nothing wrong with traveling alone. Why not—"

"No! I don't agree!"

Feng Ling interrupted Zhou Heng without hesitation, and wrapped his hands around Zhou Heng's neck more tightly: "I will be your oversized pendant, no matter where you go, don't get rid of me!"

"but--"

"No but! I've decided on you!"

Feng Ling lowered his head and carved a deep kiss on Zhou Heng's neck.

Zhou Heng: "...I really can't do anything about you."

……

……

The blue artificial moon draws on the energy of the world as always.

Feng Ling, who still hugged Zhou Heng until he fell asleep, suddenly felt something was wrong. He subconsciously thought that he was going to become a puppet cat again, but when he lowered his head, he saw white mist under his feet. Empty body.

I am dead?

I am dreaming?

Where is this place?

Thinking in a daze, Feng Ling looked around and found that he had come to a mysterious and beautiful world unknowingly.

The mountains are full of verdant green, with overlapping peaks, and silvery and transparent waterfalls like silk and satin descend from the sky.

There are curling white clouds under the feet, and the endless sky above, with human-shaped black spots flying around at the end of the field of vision.

Cultivation?

Fantasy?

still--

Just as Feng Ling thought about it more and more, the white clouds that covered his vision suddenly parted, revealing two familiar figures.

One is Zhou Heng.

Of course, Zhou Heng in this world wears a white robe that is a thousand times more elegant and luxurious than fantasy TV series, with white hair fluttering in the wind, and his appearance is more exquisite than Feng Ling's memory. Ling couldn't even believe that the person in front of him was Zhou Heng.

Standing opposite Zhou Heng was a person who looked exactly like Feng Ling.

This guy was wearing a dark black robe, and his hair seemed to have been highlighted, with blue and red in the black, and he didn't look like a serious person.

At this moment, the black-robed monster with Feng Ling's face was talking to Zhou Heng of this world.

Perhaps because of the dream, Feng Ling couldn't hear their voices, so he could only instinctively realize that they were arguing about an important matter, and it was the black-robed monster who insisted on doing it, while Zhou Heng of this world firmly disagreed. .

The two who couldn't get along were about to fight.

Feng Ling wanted to step forward to persuade him, but unfortunately his body was trapped in the distance by invisible ropes, and he couldn't break free with all his strength, and because he was so focused on breaking free, he missed the critical moment of the two people's argument!

When he came back to his senses——

The black-robed monster has died in the hands of Zhou Heng in this world!

Zhou Heng in this world obviously couldn't accept this result, hugged the body of the black-robed monster, fell into the clouds together, and disappeared into the endless...

Feng Ling, who was forced to witness all this, felt heart-piercing pain.

He looked down and saw a big hole in his chest.

The high-altitude wind blows through my heart, making me feel cold, painful and...

Whoosh!

Suddenly awakened, Feng Ling sat up straight, looked at the blue artificial moon in the sky, recalled the dream full of pain and despair, and felt as if he had fallen into a huge trap.

Dream……

Distance meter?

Use plausible illusions to make me actively doubt Anada, and then create cracks?

But if it is really just an illusion, why is the dream so real, as if——

Thinking of this, Feng Ling tore off the collar of his pajamas, and saw that there was a scar on the heart that should have been smooth, a scar that could just dig out the whole heart along the scar!

this... this is...

Dreams become reality?

still--

Feng Ling touched his heart, and the palm was actually stained with blood, but when the bloody hand was bathed in the light of the blue artificial moon, the blood disappeared without a trace.

These……

What the hell are these!

The magical and unknown status quo sent Feng Ling into deep confusion.

He was once again deeply aware that his understanding of the world was still too shallow.

He turned his head to look at Zhou Heng, and found that Zhou Heng had already opened his eyes: "Did the noise I just made wake you up?"

"I never fell asleep."

"what?"

Feng Ling was shocked: "This is again—"

"Did you have a nightmare?" Zhou Heng asked.

Feng Ling: "I...I..."

He gritted his teeth and decided to confess to Zhou Heng.

"I had a dream, a very strange dream. In the dream, I saw a person who looked like you standing with a person who looked like me..."

Intermittently, Feng Ling described the dream.

Zhou Heng listened carefully, and asked questions from time to time to make sure whether the scene Feng Ling dreamed of coincided with his experience in the fantasy world.

Originally, Feng Ling didn't want to hide anything from Zhou Heng, but after following Zhou Heng's questioning and retelling every detail of the dream, he felt inexplicably flustered.

"...all the things I dreamed about happened in real life?"

"Not all of them are real things that happened, at most 50.00%," Zhou Heng said, "there is a high probability that it is a side effect of double cultivation."

"really?"

Feng Ling looked at Zhou Heng suspiciously.

He knew that he shouldn't question Zhou Heng at this time, but there was always a voice in his heart screaming wildly.

The voice asked him to seize the opportunity to get to the bottom of it, and he must not give up the opportunity to find the truth just because of Zhou Heng's smile.

"me……"

"how?"

"There is a voice in my ear screaming crazily," Feng Ling said, "It says you lied to me, it wants me to question you, ask me to get to the bottom of it, wants me...I..."

"Is this the first time you've heard this voice?"

"I……"

Feng Ling hesitated again.

He dared not answer Zhou Heng's question.

Seeing this, Zhou Heng realized the seriousness of the problem, and asked Feng Ling: "Before today, did you hear this voice?"

"I--"

"Have you heard? Or haven't you?"

Zhou Heng's tone gradually became severe.

Feng Ling gritted his teeth, and replied: "I heard this voice a long time ago, when I was young, I was in elementary school at most...Suddenly one day when I was walking on the road, I heard a voice in my ear saying that I was about to lose my life." Blood relatives, let me go home immediately after school...don't participate in school club activities...I listened to the bewitching voice and went home immediately after school, but...the result..."

"what happened?"

"Grandpa passed away in a car accident. The driver who took me to and from school received a call and took me directly to the hospital, just to see him for the last time." Feng Ling said painfully, "If I stay at school after school to participate in club activities, there is a high probability I can’t catch up with this last side.”

"So you have a natural trust in this voice?"

"Can't say that either..."

Feng Ling beeped softly: "I trust that voice, but I trust you more."

"I--"

Zhou Heng smiled: "What do I mean to you?"

"What do you say?"

Feng Ling smiled slyly, showing a wicked smile.

At this time, the blue artificial moon rose higher and higher.

……

……

The blue artificial moon in Beijing not only affected Feng Ling and the creatures in the mountains and seas, but also caused Hu Yue, who had finally regained some confidence and tried to start again, to fall into panic again.

The power of the blue artificial moon is growing day by day, and Hu Yue is becoming more and more frightened, and even dare not close his eyes to sleep, with big dark circles hanging on his face, those who don't know think he has the blood of raccoon or giant panda.

Hai Dazhuang was the first to discover that Hu Yue's health was in serious trouble, and took the initiative to strike up a conversation in the twilight: "Little beauty~"

"you you……"

Hu Yue was timid, and when he was accosted by the tall, blond and blue-eyed Hai Dazhuang, his first reaction was to tremble: "What are you doing! Don't bully me! Although I'm new here, I—"

"Don't worry, I'm a law-abiding vampire."

During the conversation, Hai Dazhuang introduced himself to Hu Yue: "I have lived in China for more than 100 years, and I have fully integrated into the life here. I also have a very down-to-earth Chinese name, Hai Dazhuang..."

"Hai Dazhuang? What an interesting name."

Hu Yue is attracted by Hai Dazhuang's name, and gradually loses restraint in his words and deeds.

Seeing that Hu Yue no longer resisted him, Hai Dazhuang took the opportunity to invite Hu Yue to the Shanhai Bar opposite the community to have a glass of mandala wine. While many descendants of Shanhai were dancing wildly on the dance floor, he smiled and flattered him and said, "You look like me. The faithful fiancée who will not give up her faith until she dies."

"I'm a man, not..."

"In the time when I lived as a human being, the word fiancée could refer to both a man and a woman, if he always chose to present himself as a woman."

In order to coax Hu Yue into speaking his mind, Hai Dazhuang was full of nonsense: "He loves me very much, and I love him very much, but at that time we were living under the rule of a religion that forbids men from falling in love. In order to be with him At the same time, I chose to abandon my faith and become a vampire, but he chose faith between faith and love, and finally died alone in a cold castle..."

"Such touching love..."

Hu Yue, who has almost no life experience and has never watched vampire movies like "400 Years of Surprise", was moved by Hai Dazhuang's nonsense and shed tears: "Brother Hai, you are really an infatuated vampire."

"It's not just us who are infatuated, but also you," Hai Dazhuang continued to boast, "I have read many oriental stories since I came to Huaguo, and I can't be moved by those love stories that are as sincere as gold and stone."

"Stories are all—"

"The stories are all true."

Hai Dazhuang warmly interrupted Hu Yue, stretched out his hand, and put his fingertips on the back of Hu Yue's hand: "Because it really happened, it becomes a story. People can't describe things they have never seen, can they? "

"But……"

"Believe me."

Hai Dazhuang added a slight bewitchment to his voice.

Hu Yue has completely trusted Hai Dazhuang at this time, and he has no embarrassment against Hai Dazhuang's bewitching, and by coincidence——

"I believe you……"

"really?"

"real."

"Then tell me the most secret things you know, will you?"

"I……"

"can not say?"

"I know many, many things, but I don't know which of them are secrets."

Hu Yue answered frankly.

Hai Dazhuang was immediately disappointed, and said hypocritically: "It's okay, you just need to tell me what you think. For example, you haven't slept well recently, and you have big dark circles on your face. Why is that?"

"Because I've been having nightmares every night lately."

"What kind of nightmare?"

"Yes Yes……"

Hu Yue's body began to tremble.

The mysterious nightmare picture reappeared in front of my eyes again, my body and mind were devastated, and my lips and teeth trembled and said the appalling scene:

"...I saw the ground full of black corpses, but those corpses were still alive; I saw a golden sun rising in the sky, a full ten suns, the ground seemed to be on fire, the river bed dried up, and the ocean turned into a desert; I Seeing that the earth is ruled by ten suns during the day and becomes a desperate fireball, but at night it will suddenly drop to minus two hundred degrees, and the soil becomes harder than steel..."

"..."

Hearing Hu Yue's words, Hai Dazhuang was also silent.

……

……

The ten candidate addresses obtained by throwing darts by Yan Mingli have been investigated and sorted out by category, and the advance action team has also been dispatched. Zhou Heng stood in front of the French window and rubbed the center of his brows.

Seeing this, Feng Ling approached her intimately: "Are you tired? May I give you a massage?"

"I just feel that things are a little tricky."

Zhou Heng turned around and asked Feng Ling back: "If...I mean if...if the scenes you dreamed about last night really happened and you were indeed a participant in the whole thing, you would resent me and fear me because of it. ?"

"will not."

Feng Ling replied without thinking.

Zhou Heng: "Why?"

"No why, no just no."

Feng Ling looked at Zhou Heng with a smile: "I like you, I am willing to believe in you, even if you want to kill me with a knife, I will still believe in you."

"you--"

"To love someone is to have no reservations or worries at all." Feng Ling said, "Although this kind of thinking can easily be misunderstood as stupid like a pig."

"This is not stupid like a pig, this is sincere and sincere."

Zhou Heng smiled and affirmed Feng Ling's words.

Seeing this, Feng Ling once again asked for a love note.

Just right, the sun was shining brightly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Feng Ling, who has read a lot of Ba Zong literature, is full of longing for the scenes in Ba Zong literature that often appear in Ba Zong literature, standing in front of the beautiful French windowsill and doing things that are integrated with nature with the person he likes, especially like the sunshine shining through the window. physical description.

"It's daytime."

Zhou Heng reminded his little wolf dog.

Feng Ling said: "Wouldn't it be better to enjoy the first joy of life in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows while enjoying the afternoon sun with the one you like?"

"You are lying."

"The truth of happiness is never a fallacy."

While speaking, Feng Ling had already started to put it into practice.

Looking at the beautiful body as fit and lean as Apollo, Zhou Heng didn't feel his heart move.

"it is good."

……

After listening to Hu Yue's dream description, Hai Dazhuang realized that the situation was serious, so he found someone to send Hu Yue back to his residence, and immediately flapped his wings to find the old house of Feng's family——

amount……

It seems that it came at the wrong time.

Hai Dazhuang, who usually appears as a bat during the day, hangs upside down under the eaves, entangled.

Feeling Hai Dazhuang's breath, Zhou Heng decisively stopped Feng Ling, opened the window, and said, "Come in."

"Then I'm welcome."

Hai Dazhuang flew into the room, hid in the shadows and regained his human form, and then told Zhou Heng and Feng Ling about Hu Yue's recent frequent dreams about the end of the world: "...I think this matter is very unusual and we must be cautious deal with."

"Does he know his nightmare is the end of the world?"

"Looking at his appearance, he should be vaguely aware of it, and that's why he was tortured by nightmares so that he couldn't sleep at night and was depressed."

"That……"

Zhou Heng fell into deep thought.

Feng Ling suggested: "How about letting him move here to live with us? With Dahei and Laika by his side, nothing will happen."

"but--"

"It's all canine, so there's no communication problem."

Feng Ling blurted out.

"Canine?"

Hai Dazhuang was stunned.

Zhou Heng said leisurely: "In theory, foxes are indeed canines..."

……

After some simple discussions, Zhou Heng called Hu Yue and asked Hu Yue to move to the old house of the Feng family.

When Hu Yue learned that it was her half-brother who invited him to live with her, she was so surprised and happy that she almost fell to the ground.

Seeing Hu Yue being so stupid and cute, Zhou Heng couldn't help but think of his furry fox soul body, with a furry smile on his lips.

When Feng Ling saw this, the sea of ​​jealousy surged again, and he emphasized: "I am your only cat! Don't think about the vixen outside!"

"Foxes are canines."

Zhou Heng gently reminded Feng Ling.

Feng Ling suddenly felt as if he was shooting himself in the foot with a rock.

If I had known... then...

[Hey, now you know how powerful the master is, right? 】

The three-headed dog Dahei, who was full of love and drinking water, let out a mocking cold snort while getting tired of his girlfriend Laika.Laika also looked up at Feng Ling, who had committed a crime and could not live without it, with pity for the mentally retarded.

Feng Ling: ...Sooner or later, I'll let you kneel down and call daddy!

As soon as the thought came to him, Feng Ling was slapped on the back again by Zhou Heng.

"You are an adult, don't be angry with puppies."

"I……"

Looking at the "little" dog in front of him who was as strong as a calf, Feng Ling was in pain again.

Of course, in order to preserve his own image, Feng Ling finally chose to swallow all his grievances, and with a smile ordered his servants to prepare a residence for Hu Yue—the one as far away from his and Zhou Heng's room as possible!

Two hours later—

Hu Yue's room is well furnished.

Hu Yue was also accompanied by Wu Gangcheng to Feng Ling's Yuyuan.

Hu Yue entered Yuyuan for the first time, and everything he saw was novel, and he couldn't stop looking around.

Wu Gangcheng is not much better.

As a laborer, he couldn't help clenching his fists when he saw the beautiful scenery of Yuyuan!

Damn capitalists!

All should hang street lights!

"Mr. Wu?"

The butler noticed that Wu Gangcheng was distracted, and called him back with a gentle tone.

Wu Gangcheng smiled hypocritically, took a sip of tea, and said, "As expected of a well-known family, even the tea is so different. Such delicious tea, I'm afraid it costs tens of thousands for one tael?"

"The tea is baked in our own tea garden, and it is not sold on the market, and there is no price."

"Oh."

Wu Gangcheng's face softened when he heard this.

At this time, the servant brought the mousse cake to Hu Yue: "Mr. Hu, Mr. Zhou knows that you like sweets, so we specially asked us to prepare it."

"He was so nice to me."

Hu Yue was so moved that she picked up the mousse cake and took a bite, only to find——

"What's going on? Mousse cake..."

"not sweet?"

Wu Gangcheng reached out and dug a piece, put it in his mouth, and was immediately shocked: "It's so sweet! It's so sweet! How many catties of sugar did you put in!"

"Sweet? Why is my tongue..."

Hu Yue fell into panic.

He hurriedly asked other people present to taste the cake, and everyone's results were sweet and sweet.

but he--

"Ah Heng! Am I sick! I can't taste the sweetness at all when I eat the super sweet cake you have prepared!"

"what?"

Zhou Heng, who heard the bad news as soon as he walked out of the study, was also stunned. He walked up to Hu Yue in three steps at a time, grabbed his wrist, and after checking his pulse, his face was serious: "There is something wrong with your pulse."

"so what should I do now?"

Hu Yue turned pale with fright.

Zhou Heng signaled him to calm down, opened his mouth, and exposed his tongue.

Tongue coating was normal in color and oral temperature was normal.

At this time, the doctor from the Feng family also rushed to the scene with a stethoscope and a small medical box.

After a simple but meticulous examination, the doctor told Zhou Heng with a serious expression: "I suggest taking him to a big hospital for further examination."

"But I just can't taste it all of a sudden..."

Hu Yue looked at Zhou Heng aggrieved.

Because of the wrong education of the national teacher, he was full of resistance to the hospital, thinking it was a dangerous and bloody place.

Seeing Hu Yue's terrified expression, Zhou Heng realized that he might not have a correct understanding of the hospital due to wrong education, so he comforted him and said, "Don't be afraid, we are going to the hospital run by Feng Ling's own family. There is no danger there, and there is no need Worried about someone looking at you with strange eyes."

"But—the teacher said..."

"He's gone."

Zhou Heng interrupted Hu Yue and reminded: "He has completely disappeared from your world, don't miss him anymore, he is not worth your missing."

"really?"

"of course it's true."

Zhou Heng caressed Hu Yue's head, and the furry feel reminded him of the little furball fox with a big tail.

Hu Yue didn't know what was going on, and accepted Zhou Heng's touch flatteredly.

Feng Ling was so angry that his mouth almost crooked.

The three-headed dog is extremely proud.

[Hey hey hey!Feng Ling, you kid also has today!Sir, I am so excited! 】

Feng Ling & Wu Gangcheng & Hai Dazhuang who could hear the three-headed dog's complaints: "..."

a long time--

Hai Dazhuang recovered first, apologized to Hu Yue and said, "I'm sorry, I lied to you. I used your trust to get information, and I turned around and told all the information to—"

"It's okay, I originally planned to tell Ah Heng about these things, but I didn't expect you to be Ah Heng's good friend."

The naive Hu Yue easily forgave Hai Dazhuang.

He is too simple, so simple that he does not know that there are countless calculations and conspiracies in the world, and he will not take the initiative to imagine the possibility that Hai Dazhuang is not a good friend of his half-brother Zhou Heng.

Seeing Hu Yue's innocence, Hai Dazhuang's conscience, which he thought had been dead for hundreds of years, quietly emerged, beating the little humanity left: "Uh er... Anyway... we will be good friends from now on! I will try my best to help you Integrate into society!"

"Brother Hai, you really are a super nice person~"

Hu Yue simply smiled.

Hai Dazhuang's conscience secretly bleeds.

Wu Gangcheng couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded: "I'll talk about the matter in the future. The most urgent thing is to go to the hospital."

"Oh oh oh!"

Hu Yue repeatedly agreed.

……

……

Because it is a super VIP, all the items that can produce results on the spot will be given data on the spot, and the results of items that must wait for the test results will be sent as soon as the time is up.

Looking at the physical examination report where almost all values ​​were within the normal range, Feng Ling was stunned.

"Ananda, your brother's body data are all qualified, and some of the data are so good that they can kill a cow!"

"Really? Let me see."

Zhou Heng took the inspection report and soon discovered the problem.

"According to human body standards, he is indeed very healthy, but he is not purely human. He is a hybrid with half of the fox blood. His physical examination standards must refer to the value of the fox."

"what?"

Feng Ling was stunned again.

Zhou Heng opened the veterinary book, turned to the canine section, checked each item, and soon found that the problem was more serious than expected.

According to human standards, Hu Yue's body is very healthy, but according to canine standards, Hu Yue's body is not satisfactory. Considering that the fox demon's physical fitness is stronger than that of ordinary canines and the hybrid vigor usually possessed by mixed races, Zhou Zhou Heng finally came to a conclusion——

"Hu Yue's body is very unhealthy, and it can even be described as dying."

"so serious?"

"Correct."

"Then Anada, you—"

Feng Ling became nervous.

Although the soul in the body comes from another world and cannot be measured by the standards of ordinary people, Zhou Heng's body is a true hybrid of a fox demon and a human.

"Don't worry about me, I know how to make my body in this world live better and healthier."

"That's also—"

"In short, the first priority now is to solve the problem of Hu Yue's life."

"why?"

Feng Ling almost regarded Hu Yue as a thorn in his side, completely unaware of Hu Yue's survival value.

"Because he means a lot to me."

"what?"

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