Wei Chengye was a little surprised, his mouth opened slightly, and he closed his eyes in frustration, leaning back on the back of his chair to steady his breathing. After a while, he called "Xiao Wu" to see if the secretary was still there.
The secretary stood next to him and waited for Wei Chengye to speak, then said, "I'm still here."
"Lao Li's side... there's no need to look for him anymore, just leave him alone." The secretary was surprised by Wei Chengye's words.
Secretary: "...Li Jia'an has been diagnosed with a high degree of mental abnormality and has powerful telepathy with the Yellow Sand God. The risks and dangers lurking there are not small. Are you really not going to do it?" Pursue this. Would you like to? ”
“Well, believe me,” Wei Chengye said quietly, picked up the thermos teacup on the table, paused to look at the goji berries in the teacup, and said, “The last car I saw. Where was it?” he asked. where is he? Is it possible to go to Hosho City? ”
“It’s simple. The car drove in the opposite direction from Fengxiang City.” The secretary looked puzzled, “If he doesn’t go to Fengxiang City and find Yu Lianyun’s house, where will he go? ?”
Descendants I met
"Bar, bar, bar...hoo..." A man crawled out of the water, soaking wet to his skin, still and shivering, spitting out salty seawater.
It was late autumn, so the sea breeze was very strong. The man stood on the shore, chattering his teeth. He turned angrily and saw that the whirlpool that had brought him to the shore had been destroyed without a trace by the rushing waves. , Just like the white flowers in the portrait, only white waves raised by the waves crashing against the rocks surround the entire island.
There was something wrong with the secretary, Wei Chengye, from the beginning. In other words, although He Jian was not actually in China, he left the country and came across the sea from China to Sakurajima.
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