Halfway through the words, the boy Shuitun was suddenly stunned.

In the eyes of the Shuitun Boy Policeman, Chen Fan lowered his head and rubbed the nine-tailed demon fox's butt with unsatisfactory intentions, then raised his sword and closed his eyes.

"Bo'er."

Chen Fan, who was sitting in front of the desk, suddenly turned into a ball of black smoke. The black smoke took a human form. With the sound of "pop", it slowly dispersed like ink scattered in water and disappeared.

The demon fox and the boy Shuitun were shocked at the same time and looked around in confusion.

He is indeed gone.

At this time, Abe Harumaki had just picked up the bronze mirror.

He looked extremely tired, and blood was still flowing out of his broken arm.

Just as it was trying to straighten its waist and prepare to leave, suddenly his ears moved.

He turned his head in shock.

A dozen meters behind him, a man in black was standing silently.

There is a black iron sword in the man's hand, with ghostly spirit entangled on his body.

Abe Harumaki was shocked at that time, and took a breath of air conditioning and retreated with the turn, but as he took this step, the sword light suddenly flashed, "Puff--"

As he grabbed it from the air, the head rolled and flew into the man's hand. Abe Harumaki's eyes were still staring, his body leaned weakly, and fell into a pool of blood, twitching and twitching.

His eyes were full of reluctance and anger, and he couldn't understand why.

Could it be that the one who has been fighting against him from beginning to end is just his clone?

impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

How could there be such a realistic clone in this world?

This is the end...

This is the end...

The eyes became more and more blurred, and gradually, they were replaced by a blank space.

Chen Fan grabbed Abe Seimei's head and stood in the ruins, looked up at the sky, and then turned around with his eyes tilted.

Behind a huge rock, the little white snake was so scared that she quickly shook back. She kept shaking, but she still didn't dare to move.

Chen Fan did not walk over. After a moment of silence, he dragged his tired body away.

After a long time, the little girl stood up with her courage and looked at the messy open space around her and several of her bloody companions. Tears flowed down. She wiped the corners of her eyes and patrolled one by one. Suddenly, her face changed because he suddenly saw the bloody corpse on the ground suddenly moved.

It was the corpse of the guy who looked like Abe Harumaki. His corpse suddenly twitched, and then turned over and got up...

He shook his body and walked out step by step. Suddenly, he hit the wall with a bang. After sitting on the ground, he staggered up again, adjusting his direction slightly and continuing to walk out.

He walked faster and faster, as if he was fleeing in a hurry.

The little white snake was so scared that it took a step back and was stunned.

Isn't he dead?

——Cut—

In a nearby community, there was a small house of about fifty or sixty square meters. Chen Fan opened the door of the freezer and stuffed the black plastic bag in his hand into the freezer.

He held the freezer door with his hand and lowered his head, feeling a little dizzy.

He tilted his body and lay on the shabby sand, holding his cell phone in his hand, and gave a text message to a relatively unfamiliar number, "Do you have time? I want to talk to you about something."

The night was already very deep and I didn't reply for a long time.

Chen Fan waited for a while, turned around and went out, locked the room and went back.

Qi Qi, the internet cafe downstairs, was on duty, yawning, and looked tired. Several young people stared at the screen quietly at the door, and the sound of typing on the keyboard was endless.

"boss."

"Um."

Chen Fan turned around and closed the door, turned around and went to the stairs.

Xiaoman was already asleep and the young lady was resting. Li Xiaojun heard something in the kitchen and walked out in his pajamas.

Chen Fan was cooking rice and cooking in the kitchen. For some reason, he could give people a different feeling. He was less hippie and a little more calm. He was very quiet and looked introverted, as if he was thinking about something.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Li Xiaojun asked with courage.

Chen Fan turned to look at her, which made Li Xiaojun blush.

"Have you woken up?"

Chen Fan smiled and said nothing.

"I'll do it."

Li Xiaojun tied his apron and took the rice spoon from Chen Fan.

Chen Fan did not stop her, leaned against the side, staring at Li Xiaojun quietly up and down. Li Xiaojun turned around and glanced at him. Seeing that this guy was staring at his butt, he couldn't help but give him a blank look and whisper, "Where should I look?"

"Hmph." Chen Fan smiled and turned his head to look out the window, "Do you hate me?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"I think you would hate me. Without me, your life wouldn't be like this."

Li Xiaojun glanced back at him, and saw Chen Fan's lonely expression, and he was quite guilty. He was stunned for a moment, then he pursed his lips and laughed, "I'm fool, from beginning to end, I owe you. I hated myself, but never hated you."

"I'm still mentally resentful."

"No, really not."

Li Xiaojun turned around and looked at him quietly, "I'm too stupid. I can't overcome the psychological hurdle. I can't blame others even if I get to this point. To be honest, meeting you is the happiest day in my life, really."

"Where is happy, why didn't I see it?"

"Can you tell you are still a fool?"

After Li Xiaojun finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to him, "Go and coax her. If you don't go home in the middle of the night, the young lady will be angry."

"oh."

Chen Fan nodded, dragged his tired body and opened the door and entered the room. After a while, the sound of turning rain came from the room. The big bed creaked constantly, and the hearing made Li Xiaojun panic and his face turned red.

"Are you injured?"

The young lady felt something was wrong with Chen Fan, so she grabbed his arm and looked over.

"It's okay, it'll get better soon."

Chen Fan hugged her plump and smooth body and closed her eyes a little tired.

After the porridge was cooked, Chen Fan fell asleep. He slept until the afternoon of the next day.

He stretched, turned over, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the unusual bulge standing on the windowsill with his back and forth while urging onto an unknown small potted plant. It made people feel very happy and disliked.

How could there be such a beautiful girl in this world?

Chen Fan couldn't help but think.

"woke up?"

The young lady looked back at Chen Fan, walked over, and sat directly beside the bed. She looked at the guy with her eyes drooping and her eyelids droopingly, and touched his forehead with a smile, "Last night, you had a high fever and said nonsense all night."

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