: 371 the most important person

Three days of time are almost fleeting.
During the three days, the party did not do anything. It just carried out the training course that Fan Xinglu had explained, and practiced with Fan Xinglu to continue to improve his own strength.
Although there will be no big progress in the three days, due to the upcoming relationship, the party is more desperate than before, and Fan Xinglu is somewhat surprised.
Of course, the party is not only training.
During the three days, the party took some time almost every day, accompanied by Silvia.
No, things are up to now, even if you don’t have to talk about this unclear statement.
In short, just like before, enjoy peace and everyday.
The world generally refers to this behavior as a date.
Therefore, in three days, the party almost took nearly half of the time to accompany Silvia.
This is a very difficult thing.
Regardless of the party, Silvia is a world-class singer, and the saying of hundreds of thousands of seconds in a row is not even worthy of being used on it.
It is conceivable that the schedule of Silveya's daily trip is full, and even the time to come out and meet in the party is squeezed out, and now it is even more so.
However, Silvia was still obsessed with the three-day holiday from the chairman of the Kuenweiwei School, which is a broker, so that Fang Li can accompany her.
After all, Silvia will not leave the world for the time being.
As he said, in this world, Silvia has a lot of concerns, even Usila has not yet woken up, it is impossible to leave.
Therefore, during the time when the party left, Silvia will stay to take care of Usla until Usla wakes up.
Under such circumstances, both Fangli and Silvia want to be able to make good use of the rest of the time and stay with each other.
So, three days have passed.
On this day, when the evening fell, Fangli came to the glimpse of Huang Chendian.
Here, Fan Xinglu is sitting on the throne-like wide chair as always, looking at the side coming in from the outside, with a constant smile, but it is so open.
"Would you like to leave?"
In a word, the body shape of the square is set in place.
"Master?" Fang Li suddenly looked at Fan Xinglu, and was extremely surprised to say: "How do you know what I am going to leave?"
"When you are old and your training is in vain?" Fan Xinglu took a look at the square and said directly: "This kind of thing, you only need to rely on fists and fists, you can understand."
As a demon who has lived for thousands of years, Fan Xinglu’s accomplishments in martial arts have reached a limit, and even this rumor has exceeded his own strength.
Therefore, even if Fang Xinglu is not clearly told in the party, he intends to leave. Fan Xinglu can also see his inner direction in the battle with Fang Li, and peep at his will?
Not to mention, Fan Xinglu is also proficient in Xing Xianshu, even if there is a ability to read minds, it is not surprising.
Of course, even if Fan Xinglu has a mind reading technique, he can't peek at the secrets about the space of the Lord God.
The secret of the Lord God space is something that belongs to the messenger of the Lord God. Even if others want to snoop, they can't spy.
If the messenger of the Lord God itself reveals the secret, it will be severely punished.
At that time, the rewards of the main line missions are all deducted, and even the special items in the Lord God messenger will not be exchanged. It is an unimaginable punishment for the Lord God messenger.
In view of this, Fang Li does not worry that Fan Xinglu really has a mind reading technique to spy on the secret of the main space, but he is surprised that Fan Xinglu predicted his actions.
After being surprised, Fang Li sighed again, holding a fist against Fan Xinglu, and kneeling down on one knee for the first time, holding the disciples.
Immediately, Fang Li is a high-profile declaration.
"Don't thank Master's teachings these days!"
The sound echoed clearly in the Huangchen Hall, and it has not stopped for a long time.
Fan Xinglu just licked his mouth and said nothing: "The old body has already said it, teaching you martial arts, just to satisfy yourself, and your entry and performance have surprised the old man. Only this point is enough to repay. The old body is good for your education."
"In addition to this, the old body does not care, and will not ask where you plan to go, and will not come back." Fan Xinglu looked down at Fang Li, saying: "So, what do you want to do? What are you doing?"
This is Fan Xinglu.
Imposing absolute laissez-faire on the disciples, they are absolute hedonism, and things other than that are ignored.
"Just, there is one thing you have to remember for the old man."
Fan Xinglu grinned and smiled at the side.
"Since it is my disciple of all the gods, then you can only climb up and never fall."
"Next time, if you come back here, but it is weaker than it is now, then you are not used to see the old man."
Leave such a sentence, Fan Xinglu's figure is like a mirage, gradually disappeared.
On one side of the knee, I only looked at the place where Fan Xinglu disappeared. It was only an hour later that I got up, turned around, and left the glimpse between the heads, and left Huang Chendian and left the Jielong. .
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After leaving the Jielong, Fangli came to the street.
The streets of the war-torn city are still coming and going, but the number of vehicles is very small, making the road look a little empty.
Walking in the crowd, the square has already replaced the uniform of the dragon, and replaced it with a very ordinary casual wear.
At a certain moment, the square stopped and looked up and looked at the huge space window that was unfolded in front of a building.
There is a live broadcast there.
A live broadcast of a live press conference.
The object of the interview was the Silvia.
I saw a reporter questioning Silvia. "Miss Silveya, it is said that you have pushed all the work around the world these days and indirectly caused great losses. What is the reason?"
Faced with this problem, Silvia only responded with a flawless smile.
"Because I need to be with the most important person in my life."
When such a sentence was clearly spread, not only the reporters were all stunned, but even the crowds on the streets were completely smashed.
Only in the square, I couldn’t help but laugh.
Then, the system's prompt tone rang.
"No. 11273 is over at the end of the stay and automatically returns to the main space."