Chapter 1811: Dead behavior

Making "artifacts" has no difficulty for Li Xuehao. In the toy-like money sword, several arrays are arranged. After that, the input of aura is used as the basis for the operation of the array, and an "artifact" is completed.
After the church Chiba Mijia was used, Li Xuehao left the Gaochun family.
When I returned to the Royal Tea Women, the time was only two o'clock.
I went shopping with Zejing Green and Yuji Yoshii. I didn’t buy anything, mainly because it was stopped. She didn’t want the little girl to get into the habit of spending a lot of money.
Yuji Yuji is very depressed about this. She still has a lot of things she likes, but she doesn't dare to protest in the face of her sister's arrogance. When she is different, she seems to be downcast.
Before dinner, Li Xuehao and Xiaojian Chuantaro and other "male" groups returned to the "Jintianyi" B&B. The "Ladies' group" such as Fu Yuanzhimei and Changyue Heyin actually did not return.
However, they sent an email back and said that dinner was eaten outside.
"In the real world, let's go out for dinner too?" The people who knew the "Lady's group" were outside, and I couldn't help but see a few people.
"You must first talk to the coach of Fuyuan." Li Xuehao certainly has no opinion, but Fu Yuanjun is at the hotel, at least to inform him.
A few people walked into the room, and Fu Yuanjun was lying on the floor bunk and seemed to have fallen asleep.
However, he estimated that the sleep was very shallow, and the movement of several people woke him up and looked up.
When I saw him, several people were shocked, because Fu Yuanjun’s expression was terrible, pale, bloodless, blue lips, and looked like he was seriously ill and would hang up at any time.
"Coach, what's wrong with you?" I saw a few people around Kotoro care about it. For a while, I didn't even want to go out for dinner.
"I'm fine, maybe it was a cold last night." Fu Yuan Jun Lang said with a strong spirit, but his voice was hoarse and he had not drunk with water for several days.
"It's a cold? This is a great thing! Fuyuan coach, let's send you to the hospital." Xiaojian Kawataro was nervous, especially seeing the horrible expression of Fuyuanjunlang, not like a simple cold.
"No, I don't mind, just sleep." Fu Yuanjun Lang tried to raise his hand and put it on the table. "It's not too late, you don't have to call me for dinner, I want to sleep more."
A few people in Koji Kawataro are even more uneasy. What else they want to say, Li Xuehao stopped them: "Xiaojianchuan, you go out for dinner first, I stayed to take care of Fuyuan coach."
"Are you staying?" I saw a few people in the sight of Kawataro.
"Well, if I take care of you, you can rest assured." Li Xuehao nodded.
"No, don't take care of me, Hao Er, you can go with it." Hearing that he was going to stay and take care of himself, Fu Yuanjun, who was on the bed, said with a tired face.
"Fuyuan coach, if no one stays, we will not rest assured that you are alone." Li Xuehao shook his head and looked at Xiaojian Kawataro. "So you go out to eat, I can take care of the coach." ""
Seeing him is not like a joke, and seems to be very confident to take care of the coach of Fuyuan. In view of his trust, Xiaojian Kawataro hesitated a few times and said: "In the real world, if there is anything, remember to call us. ""
"Well, I will." Li Xuehao promised to come down.
A few people in Kojiro Taro were relieved, and the coaches took more rest and asked what they wanted to eat. They would bring them back.
Li Xuehao said a few times at random. When they left, he looked at Fu Yuanjun seriously. "Uncle Jun, are you not a cold?" When no one is there, because of the relationship between Fuyuan and Zhimei, it is called close. It's ok.
"I have a cold, maybe there is a fever, but I have already taken the medicine." Fu Yuanjun contends tiredly, and at the end added a sentence, "So go with them, wait for me to sleep, spirit It will be recovered."
Seeing that he is still dead, Li Xuehao feels that he should not hide it: "Uncle Jun, I know that you may be afraid of losing face, but here I am alone, I will not make fun of you, you are so tired because recently How much does it cost in a few days?" After all, he was embarrassed about it.
"Coughing cough..." Fu Yuanjun Lang can of course hear that the pale face has a rare blush.
Li Xuehao is very clear that he is not a cold at all, but is playing off. To be precise, it is too much consumption in these days, and the body can't hold it. Speaking of it, it’s all 30 people, not a child. I don’t know how to control that kind of thing. In just a few days, I get myself to this point.
"Jun Lang, uncle, let me help you." Li Xuehao sighed in his heart, he lost too much, relying on his own resilience, don't say sleep, sleep dozens of feelings can not make up, see In the sake of Fu Yuanzhimei, he could not let him have an accident.
In Fu Yuan’s mistakes, Li Xuehao reached out to his chest and then pretended to massage, revealing a hint of aura.
As the spirit enters the body, Fu Yuan's handsome face is rosy at the speed visible to the naked eye. It doesn't take long for the blue lips to return to normal color.
Fu Yuanjun Lang felt incredible. He was still preparing to be angry, but as the weak body gradually regained his vitality, his surprise was more erroneous and angry.
"This, this is really amazing, I feel full of strength in my body." As someone took his hand back, Fu Yuanjun sat up from the bed, he looked at his arm and squeezed his fist hard. Feeling that the inside is full of violent explosive power, my heart is full of surprises. "How did you do it? What is the technique of this massage, this is incredible..." At the end, he could not find a suitable adjective. .
"Uncle Jun, I must emphasize that for that kind of thing, I still have to control a little." Li Xuehao looked at the surprise and inexplicable Fu Yuanjun Lang said, I hope this guy will not forget the pain and hurt, when he will not Give him a "healing".
After he emphasized, Fu Yuanjun's face was very red: "Cough, it's not what you think..." He still refuses to admit it until now.
"Sir handsome, you go out every night, in fact, we all know." Li Xuehao interrupted him.
"You... do you know?" Fu Yuanjun Lang first glimpsed, and then blushing, if everyone knows, then he sneaked at no point at all, he thought his behavior was unconscious, very secret.
"Yes, we all know that you are going to find the coach of Akasaki." Li Xuehao directly exposed him, as if he didn't see how he wanted to get the quilt to wrap his whole person. "Speak, Akasaki coach knows you." Is this the case?"
This is also his most puzzling place. Fu Yuanjun Lang is so badly damaged, it is not caused in a short time. It is reasonable to say that Akasaki Kiyoshi should be able to see from his appearance, but why didn’t he stop him, just let it go. He is dead?