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"I said Xiaoling, I'm really fine."

On Veuve Clicquot Avenue, a silver-gray Maserati, a figure sitting in the back row said helplessly.

Simple women's fashion in black and white, one shoulder is exposed in the folds of the waves, and the black high-heeled legs are perfectly slender under the black soft skirt. These are actually international big-name but simple-looking clothes that perfectly demonstrate Her beauty, long burgundy hair that is slightly curly, is all over the country.

It's just that Ye Sheng looked at the determined Hua Ling in the driving seat with a little helplessness.

"Nonsense, just a few days before the recovery, I told me that you were bruised all over last week!"

Hua Ling, who was driving, gave her an annoying look from the rearview mirror.

After leaving the night game last time, after several days, Hua Ling finally inquired about the whereabouts of Ye Sheng who had gone to a certain city in the south to perform a mission from some senior family members in a key position.

Gritting his teeth and anxious, his unconscious girlfriend went to work again, and Hua Ling, who brows, got on the nearest flight and fainted all the guys who didn't know how to talk to him.

Ye Sheng was finally'caught back'.

"It's all minor injuries, don't you think I'm all right now."

The recovery is also true, and I clearly told her not to speak out.

Ye Sheng sighed and explained helplessly to Hua Ling.

"Come on, no matter what you are doing this time, you will give me an honest rest for a while!"

Hua Ling still had an indisputable tone, glared at her again, and then turned the steering wheel, Maserati instantly overtook a sports car.

"Oh, I'm really fine..."

Ye Sheng couldn't laugh or cry so much by her. Hua Ling bit her lip and glanced at her. He looked up and down again at her girlfriend. She was still so complete, **** and beautiful, with a gentle tone, but she still said in a loud voice:

"Sister Sheng, do you know how much I worry about you, hunting scenes! You don't even tell me about this kind of desperate thing, and you pretend that nothing happened!"

Listening to the resentment in her words, Ye Sheng smiled as if he had been defeated:

"Okay, okay, I know I was wrong, isn't I fine and all right."

For this best friend who has been together since childhood, Ye Sheng looked a little more relaxed than in front of others. She chuckled and confessed her mistake to comfort Hua Ling who was angry.

"It's good to know that you are wrong, I am afraid that in the hunting scene, your head is hot and desperate to work hard."

Ye Sheng: "..."

Hua Ling rolled his eyes and said, even if the beauty does this kind of action, she is pleasing to the eye, thinking in her heart,

When I was young, I should have beaten up the **** of Huyou Sheng.

It's just that Hua Ling looked at Ye Sheng, who was silent for a while, and stared at her silently for two seconds.

"Sister Sheng.... Wouldn't you be again..."

"Ah, you think too much, it's just a goal at the end of A-level. Although it's tricky, it's still within my ability."

Because he was being spoken, but was speechless for a second, Ye Sheng, who was seen through by Hua Ling all at once, coughed quickly, shook his head and said with a smile because he didn't want her to worry.

"Really?"

Hua Ling said suspiciously in disbelief.

"of course it's true."

Ye Sheng smiled at her, but only slightly wondered about something.

It seems that that night, in the disaster city, the huge and majestic A-62 was born in a round cage and still roared up to the sky, strange like a tide, forming the world of death and despair.

In the dim vision of the burning tower, you can vaguely see the figure holding himself...

Night Crow...

Thinking of that night, remembering the night when he thought he might be dying, Ye Sheng still felt a little trance now, waking up from the car in the Linfu neighborhood.

Holding the dark core of A-62 in his hand, the contrast between the prosperity of the capital world outside and the desperate world of the last moment is extremely unreal.

"Sister Sheng, hello! Sister Sheng!!"

"Ah!? What's wrong?"

Suddenly hearing Hua Ling's voice, Ye Sheng recovered from a brief trance, blinked and looked at Hua Ling in the front row in a daze.

"What I just said, didn't you hear it again?"

Hua Ling said speechlessly and dissatisfied, Ye Sheng shook his head, then smiled hard:

"I thought of something, Xiao Ling, what did you just say?"

"Oh, sure enough, I said, a few days ago, Fang Ran was promoted to D-level, D-level! It took only over a month for that little virgin! He was promoted to D-level, over a month!"

Seeing that Ye Sheng didn't hear what he said to her just now, Hua Ling said in a frantic voice.

Hearing this, Ye Sheng was also suddenly startled, and said as if he had just remembered:

"By the way, I asked the hostel group to help me train Fang Ran. That Fang Ran is now in the night game!?"

Hua Ling: "......"

Is this what surprised you?

"When I was at the Pearl of Night, I asked the hostel group to help me train for a while. As a result, I'm so busy now that I almost forget about it."

After speaking, Ye Sheng sighed himself, then leaned on the seat, rubbing his temples.

"Originally, I should have helped Fang Ran train myself, thinking that I would be back soon after dealing with the Pearl of Night, but in the end it has troubled the group for so long."

Seeing her reluctantly thinking of such a big omission, Hua Ling's eyes flashed slightly, and she muttered quietly:

"Let him bother to chant, anyway, that idiot is probably happy."

"Wait, Xiao Ling, you just said that Fang Ran has been promoted to level D!??"

Ye Sheng was a little unbelievably surprised at this meeting, and Hua Ling rolled his eyes again.

Sister Sheng, your reflex arc is not proportional to your chest, but is proportional to your legs, huh?

"Yes."

Ye Sheng opened her red lips slightly, a little shocked.

It was the first time even she had heard of it after being promoted to D-level in more than a month.

"Sure enough, the beginner is different from ordinary people. It is my responsibility. I should think of it earlier. The opportunity to return to the game this time is just right. I will personally help him train."

Ye Sheng blamed himself a little bit. Hua Ling, who was driving the Maserati, was speechless while her sense of responsibility was still so strong. At the same time, she couldn't help but start to feel ashamed in silence.

According to Fang Ran's little male character who was so scared to explode, when he saw you, Sister Sheng, would he still train...?

I am now worried that he will faint in a panic...

The silver-gray Maserati stream flows into the traffic on Veuve Clicquot Avenue, heading towards the night game...

...

...

And at the moment in the night game.

The afternoon sun was shining and dazzling, the blue sky and white clouds combined with the birdsong near the forest night bureau in the suburbs were particularly artistic.

Although Fang Ran stayed in the underground training ground,

I don't think these have anything to do with him.

After last weekend's internship, skipping work, fishing, kneeling, and losing money, a set of heartache and painful to suffocation operations in one go. After these few days of training, I feel that I have been genuine...

There is nothing to love.

As for the reason, it is definitely not that his fifth attempt to escape yesterday failed again...

"You have to understand that illusion is only for the purpose of deception after all. As long as this purpose is achieved, no matter what we do, such as...you see..."

In the underground training ground, Fang Ran watched the magician's white-gloved hands sway quickly, and then the short wand danced lightly, drawing an elegant and moving arc afterimage.

The magician spread his hands and smiled and looked at Fang Ran and asked:

"Do you find anything different?"

Fang Ran's face was dignified, but he was actually confused by Waterfall Khan, covering his face, not knowing how many times he repeated his answer.

"Uh...is there any difference?"

Hahaha (crying and laughing), sorry, I really can't see the difference...

This afternoon, Fang Ran was still repeating the training tricked by the magician that even Bei could not find.

"Don't you see it? Then you look for it carefully?"

Like a classic gentleman and nobleman, the magician in a suit, dovetail and holding a short stick smiled perfectly and charmingly, and spoke to Fang Ran.

In view of the previous experience, Fang Ran opened his eyes wide this time, controlling the use of mana, paying special attention to every small detail, and not forgetting to pay attention to his surrounding environment.

Unlike his almost crude ability to rely on phantom cards, Fang Ran has discovered that magicians use illusions almost from the methods in reality, delving into and blending in, not knowing how many skills are combined with abilities, creating strange and difficult things. The illusion seen through.

Eye deception, attention inducement, movement confusion, disguise of looks and eyes...

Use the least amount of mana and the most suitable technique to create the largest phantom effect~www.ltnovel.com~ The truth is confusing.

In short, Fang Ran felt that the handsome middle-aged gentleman on the other side had fooled himself with technical illusion.

Although, he was not even sure whether the magician in front of him was a real magician, or just like the day before yesterday,

The magician was sitting beside him drinking tea, and he asked a piece of wood all afternoon...

"No, I can't find it."

In the end, Fang Randi didn't know how many failures he had failed. He didn't find out the magician's true body. He didn't find any difference. Fang Ran rolled his eyes, and he was paralyzed directly on the ground after consuming a lot of mana.

Then the shocked buttocks felt sore and weak from the training muscles in the morning, and there was a feeling of ‘sourness’, which almost made Fang Ran groan some indescribable sound.

"Ah..."

The magician turned his short staff. Generally, this action represented his intention to remove the illusion, but this time it was not the same as before. Suddenly, he realized that there had been changes here or there.

He stared at the magician who hadn't changed the slightest, blinked, and forced.

Eh, what is the result of finding the fault?

Then he heard the magician like a British gentleman, put down his short stick and smiled slightly:

"It's normal to find it, because I didn't use any abilities this time."

"Pretending to make you think that I used illusion is the illusion that I deceived you this time."

Fang·this time still did not find Bei·ran: "..."

Looking at the magician silently with dead fish eyes, I felt that my heart was deceived by another sorrow of IQ arrears!

Damn, good trust between people! ? ()

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