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"Yes." Fang Xi smiled, "Let me answer your two questions together...First of all, the reason why I light a cigarette is because...the trick I'm going to use next, he originally The users are just smoking a cigarette all day long."

He paused, "Then, is it possible to kill you... You can rest assured about this, because the trick I'm going to use next is... [Zhu Shengchen]."

Wang still had an indifferent attitude: "What is that? The name of a certain ability?"

Fang Xi didn't speak.

He just stared at the cigarette on his fingertips, and the rising, floating blue smoke.

About half a second later, the cigarette began to shatter...

Walk to the end of the world with my beloved you: NO.1 Chairman's special offer, ultra-thin material, suffocating experience...

(four thousand words)

When Fang Xi walked into the office door carrying a small wooden box and a plastic bag, Sherlock was working at his desk.

Sherlock Wilson, the president of the Overwatch Association, looks like a handsome middle-aged man in his 50s, with thick hair, a few wrinkles on his face, black-rimmed glasses, and looks gentle, like A professor at a certain university is still the kind who often receives love letters from female students.

When Fang Xi came here at noon yesterday, Sherlock kept this action, and the noon sun fell on the documents beside him; and now it was the next morning, when Fang Xi passed by the park, there were already young people there Playing basketball, but judging from the coffee next to Sherlock's hand, the president probably stayed here all night, and it wasn't necessarily the first night.

However, there was no trace of exhaustion on his face, he was still full of energy, giving the impression that he was an Internet addict young man who stayed up all night in an Internet cafe. With just one pack of cigarettes, he could fight for another night.

Hearing the footsteps, Sherlock didn't raise his head: "You have about 7 minutes to chat, complain, tease, reminisce about the past, and explain the situation."

"Yes." Fang Xi stretched out his hand, pulled the waiting chair to the front of the desk, sat down, raised Erlang's legs without notice, and asked a question with Xia Guo's characteristics: "Have you eaten?" Is it?"

"Which meal are you referring to, yesterday's lunch? Dinner? Or this morning? I don't have the habit of eating late at night, which is very unhealthy."

Sherlock's speech is fast, and his enunciation is clear, logical, and cadenced.If he travels to martial arts novels, He Zudao will never have to face the oolong of "the scriptures are in the oil". And after finishing speaking, he died immediately without taking away a cloud.

"...Okay, I already know your answer, so I don't need to say any more." Fang Xi raised his forehead, this guy must have not eaten anything since noon, and at most he drank a few sips of coffee, which is probably still cold.

He picked up the bag, "Exactly, I didn't eat in the morning, so I bought a box of pizza when I came over...can we solve it together?"

Sherlock's pen tip paused for a moment:

"...how did you come in with the pizza?"

Like the countermeasures bureau, there is also a self-operating security system inside the Watcher, because there is no universal scientist like Daojun here, who can't come up with a fully automatic device, so the security here mainly depends on people. , and because of this, as long as you carry things, no matter how you go in and out, it is not very easy.If Andy Dufresne had been sent here instead of Shawshank Prison, let alone a digging hammer, he wouldn't even be able to bring the shit in his stomach into the cell.

Fang Xi shook the plastic bag, and took out a flat cardboard box from inside: "Just carry it in like this."

Sherlock asked, "Did you use your mental abilities?"

"No, but I told the security staff that the bag contains condoms specially provided by your president, 0.01 mm, ultra-thin material, suffocating experience... I let them see your autograph, and they let me in. "

"..."

Sherlock looked as if he had eaten the condom.

He broke the pen in his hand with a "crack", stared at Fang Xi, and said angrily, "You are still the same."

From this "old look", we can probably guess that Fang Xi has done some outrageous things in the past...

The latter was not ashamed at all, and smiled: "Is this right? Everyone has known each other for so long, and who doesn't know who...Why do you have to put on that hardworking look like a schoolboy in an office? Later Why don't you go to my bar?"

Sherlock responded gently: "Go away."

Reality tells us that when a friend has been with you from junior high school to university and has not broken contact, it means that your friendship is likely to last a lifetime... This is the case with these two, let's say they "carried guns together" The relationship between the two, the decades of friendship, can be described as congenial, and the fate is hard to break.

But at that time, Sherlock was neither the president, nor did he have the current concept of time. At that time, he was still an "ordinary" executive of the watchmen, with short flaxen hair and black-rimmed glasses, and his life wish was to Two days off.

As for how he became what he is now... This is a very long story. If it is written as a novel, it will take at least 15 words... It is enough to hit the shelves.

Fang Xi squeezed a piece of pizza: "I'm serious, you know, the "Ability Users' No Entry Treaty" is there, if I have nothing to do, I won't come here... It's a rare meeting, don't drink two Cup, it's a pity."

"Let's talk nonsense, I have a lot to do." Sherlock said, "How is the vampire?"

"died."

"Sure?"

"You don't believe in my fighting power?" Fang Xi pretended to be shocked.

"If your fighting power is not trustworthy, then there is no reliable person in the world." Sherlock said, "I mean, are you sure he is dead?"

He paused, "Once this kind of monster race is fully mature, they all have some 'concepts'... Xuenv, elves, all kinds of things, the guy I asked you to deal with has a little bit of 'immortality' 'The concept... Otherwise, I would not have come to you."

"It doesn't matter." Fang Xi chewed the pizza, "Because the trick I used is called [Zhu Shengchen]."

"Oh." Sherlock suddenly realized, "Then he is indeed dead." He paused slightly, "Thank you."

[Zhu Shengchen] The nature of this ability does not need to be specifically explained. We only need to know that the "Ability Persons No Entry Treaty" back then appeared because of this ability...

To be more specific, this ability has an absolute "beheading" effect.

To be more specific... If Xiao Ai were to describe it, then in the description interface of [Zhu Sheng Chen], there should be "the beheading has absolute priority, and cannot be avoided or revived in any way".

"polite."

Fang Xi swallowed the pizza, not paying too much attention, and "stealed" the coffee cup next to Sherlock's hand, and then, with a posture that looked like a boy from the school days, without his lips touching the wall of the cup, "Poured" the half cup of cold coffee into his mouth.

"From a public standpoint, you helped me reproduce the 'Ji Yuan Mirror', and I'll help you deal with a vampire. This is a fair deal, and everyone gets what they need..." He gurgled and swallowed his coffee, "From Personally speaking, as far as our friendship is concerned, let alone ask me to kill a vampire... You ask me to help you capture a few little girls from Qingqiu to add some color to your office night life, that's easy ah."

"Ugh……"

Sherlock has long known the habit of the guy in front of him who always says something wrong, and there is nothing he can do about it...

He sighed: "Are you so idle?"

"I'm not free. I have so many things that I want to scold people. I run around the world every day... What's even more annoying is that no one has paid my salary yet." Fang Xi said, "I dealt with that vampire last night. When I got home, my wife Said, if I continue like this, I only show up at night every day, and if it’s not her turn to show up, she will go to the Cowherd’s shop to find a handsome brother, and then play a night out.”

"Um..." Sherlock knew it must be a joke, but he was still curious, "How did you reply?"

"Ah... I just replied, old aunt who is more than 100 years old, are you going to the Cowherd's shop to collect grandchildren?"

At this time, Sherlock's eyes seemed to be looking at Ah Wei who said "I'm super brave".

He squinted: "Although I don't really want to know the follow-up, but...then?"

"Then..." Fang Xi slowly held up the pizza in his hand, "This is why I didn't eat this morning."

He shrugged: "You know, after marriage, a man will gradually lose his ability to take care of himself and his financial rights... This pizza was even tricked out of the waitress' hands by me selling my looks."

To be honest, I think if you tell your wife this, then you won't even think about having dinner at home tonight...

At this time, Sherlock really wanted to vomit this sentence, but...according to his experience, if he did this, then Fang Xi would most likely immediately reply with a more subtle vomit, and then the two of them would be like the young man. same, falling into endless rant hell, and wasting the whole day...

For Sherlock now, this situation is obviously unacceptable to him.

Therefore, he forcibly restrained his desire to complain, opened the drawer, took out a brand new pen from it, and said... "Is there anything else to say? The time is now... five minutes and 13 seconds."

When he said this, Sherlock set his eyes on the small wooden box that Fang Xi had never opened, and the hint was very obvious - there is something in it, hurry up and tell me, I am too lazy to play charades with you.

Sure enough, Fang Xi nodded, "Yes." Pushing the small box, "This is it."

"Say."

"As I said just now, when I killed that vampire, I used [Ash of Living Beings]."

"There is such a sentence."

"Although the ability [Zhushengchen] was given to me by using the nature of [King Ren Wang Shi] before his death,...for one thing, I don't use this ability much, and you know the reason. In the world, there are only a handful of characters worthy of my use of concept-level abilities to obliterate;

Secondly, this is not my own ability after all, it is like a 1.4-meter-long wife marrying a 1.8-meter model, although it can be used in it, but there are often some size problems..."

"Okay, okay, I understand what you mean, so please stop giving some weird examples." Sherlock raised his forehead, "You mean, you are not familiar with this ability?"

"Almost." Fang Xi said, "Take that vampire as an example... If it is the original user, once it is fired, the gods and forms will be destroyed, and there will be no rebirth; but... if it were me, I would only be able to kill his god." ', but cannot erase his 'shape'."

Sherlock immediately thought of something: "You mean Oren Mountain still has his 'Polluted Blood' dying?"

"That's not true. The so-called caressing the yin and holding the flute is the same. I have collected the blood by the way." Fang Xi said, "Then... I sent the immortal blood to Daojun for his research." He patted the box, "And the finished product... is what's here."

"What is the finished product, medicine? Disposable props?"

Fang Xi just smiled: "Have you heard of Xu Fu?"

For the first time, Sherlock's expression fluctuated significantly.

He said in a deep voice: "...the immortal medicine?"

"For others, it's useless." Fang Xi said, "It's essentially a concentrated energy that has been realized, but it's just been conditioned by a certain method... A person with a non-human god ability melts in the mouth, yes, the energy here 'Hua' refers to people... try and die."

He paused for a moment, "Even if you reach the level of human gods... if you don't reach the level of you and me, at most you can forcefully expel the energy of the demons from your body, which is not only useless, but also damages your own foundation.

In fact, even if I am completely immune to its side effects, it is of no use to me... My energy intensity, measurement, is the peak of this world, the so-called water overflows, I eat it, It's like pouring water into a bucket that's full, and there will be no result but waste. "

"So..." Sherlock continued, "The only ones who can really use it are those who are 'up to the physical fitness standard but extremely lacking in energy', people with god-level abilities. For example... those who rely on energy to continue their lives, I."

He was silent for a full two seconds before asking, "How long?"

"I don't know, but after I provided your data, Daojun said that it should be able to last for more than 30 years." Fang Xi pushed the box over with a smile, "If you dare to say here 'I can't take such a valuable thing' What, I will knock you out, and then give you an enema with this medicine... Anyway, it is only said to be taken internally, and there is no regulation on where to enter it."

Sherlock: "..."

I was quite touched at first, but why do I want to hit someone so much when you interrupt me like this...

However, Fang Xi has always been like this... He can do many great things for you calmly, but he will make you dumbfounded with just a few words.

In his words, he hates the so-called "end of the story", because in the end, it's just that the heroes fade away and the beauties wither... Even if their stories end in this way, he will try to prolong these things as much as possible, Extend it a bit more.

He is such a person, like a hero in a fairy tale, a guy who shines like the sun.

...Of course, it would be even better if the mouth could be sewn shut.

In sight, Fang Xi stood up, "Okay, I've finished what I need to say, and it's time for 7 minutes... When you are free, let's have a drink together."

"Well, we've made an appointment."

Fang Xi didn't reply, but turned around gracefully, leaving only a back view and a gesture of "swinging the sword (see you later)" with fingers together.

Sherlock just watched him leave until his back disappeared, then he sighed and opened the wooden box.

Then, he saw... In the box, apart from a blood-red, transparent pill, there was also this small square opaque package and a note.

……Um?manual?What's in this package?

With this in mind, Sherlock picked up the note.

[As you can see, I’m really here to deliver condoms... 0.01 mm, ultra-thin material, suffocating experience, no lie (laughs).

——Fang Xi. 】

"..."

Depend on!

Walk to the end of the world with my beloved: NO.2 The first thing to do when you are the emperor is to go to the harem first...

Palace, study.

Since ancient times, "knowledge" has been the most precious wealth. Aristocratic families rely on it to monopolize it, and nobles use it to maintain their status. Therefore, as a place to carry knowledge, the study room is very important at this time. Let a high-ranking It is far more difficult for a man to say "you can come and go to my study" than "you can climb on my bed".

In fact, these days, many "murder cases" have happened in this way, and the process is probably... the male master sat at his desk, read the book all day, and didn't want to move, so he ordered the maid to bring a basin of water to wash his feet or something Yes, the candlelight was flickering in the sparkling water, and I suddenly realized, eh, my maid is quite pretty... Then I took the maid's white and tender little hand, and then, there was no more.

How else can you say that life was short in ancient times? If you were born at that time and worked at your desk during the day and at your desk at night, you would not live long.

I really want to talk about this process in detail for four to five hundred words. I am happy to write, and you are also happy to read, and show a mysterious smile, but considering that I just got banned for more than a dozen chapters two days ago because of the re-examination , so I can only regret to give up this tempting idea...

But at this moment, the one accompanying Bai Yin is not a maid, but the emperor's daughter—— Long Chi.

At this time, the little girl was imitating Bai Yin, holding a book, her expression was serious, her cherry lips were slightly pursed, she was such a scholarly beauty—if the book was not reversed, then more like...

"Let's sort out the current information first."

Bai Yin was dressed in a dragon robe, sitting by the desk. At this point in time, being an "emperor" was not an easy job, especially since it was his first time being an emperor, yet he still had to pretend to be "experienced"...

Fortunately, it’s nothing. In this world, all men are good at putting on the appearance of “I know this place” in certain places, which is the same as “When you enter this place, everyone is single; "I haven't met", it's an instinct engraved in a man's DNA.

The whole day of collecting information did not make Bai Yin feel tired. He was full of energy and straightened like a sword. He seemed to be able to fight for another night, no matter whether he was working at his desk or at his desk.

Sitting in the quiet study room, Bai Yin spread out the white paper in front of him, the brush was filled with ink on the inkstone, and hung high, but never fell down.

There was a night wind blowing all around, causing the little princess Longchi to sneez cutely. Bai Yin came back to her senses and looked to the side. There, the little princess shrank her hands subconsciously. A blush rose, perhaps because of embarrassment... Then, she straightened her waist again, puffed up her small chest, and pretended to be serious about reading again.

Then, she found that her book was held upside down...

Not to mention the little princess, in front of Bai Yin, a drop of thick ink dripped onto the paper, quickly infecting it, like black plum blossoms blooming in midwinter.

He changed the paper again, wrote down the pen, and marked two words on the paper calmly: [Time], the strokes paused, and wrote: [Hongzhi 18th year (AD 1505)]

Fortunately, Bai Yin has read a lot of books. He is born in Yangchun Baixue and is from Xialiba. He is not afraid of meat and vegetables. He has a superhuman brain and is more interested in reading, so he knows a lot. Knowledge can change destiny. This is the truth.