Chapter 151

Yu Qingyu said: What's the matter with you, little fox? Little fox? "

Yu Qingyu continued to roll on the ground. He felt that his whole body was in pain at the moment, and he had no psychology to climb.

The excellent carpet was scratched by Yu Qingyu and became a mess.

Ji pan picked up Yu Qingyu and went out, even though his arm was scratched with blood.

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"Faster!"

"yes!" the driver raced all the way between the vehicles, and finally arrived at the silver haired man's pet hospital in the shortest time.

Ji pan was holding a comatose jade Qingyu and quickly stepped in: "the white hair one, you come out quickly!"

When the silver haired man came out of a room, he heard Ji Pan's roar and rolled his eyes silently.

He has a name, OK? I told him last time, but now I call him grey hair. Is he white hair?

He's silver!

"Come on, look what happened to him?" Ji pan handed Yu Qingyu to the silver haired man.

The silver haired man's attention is not on Yu Qingyu, but on Ji Pan's bloody arm.

It's fragrant, full of spiritual power and a trace of high-level blood.

The breath made him feel like he wanted to stay away from Jipan. U

"hurry up! Is he dying without looking at him? Do you want to die

The silver haired man regained his mind and looked at Yu Qingyu.

This young man is really lucky. He had suffered such a serious injury and had to rely on himself to recover. It was impossible for him to recover in seven or eight years. However, he did a little help to speed up his recovery, and now he is

"Mr. Ji, did he drink your blood to become this way?"

Ji pan recalled what happened just now, and his eyes widened in a moment: "is my blood poisonous?"

The silver haired man shook his head and said with a smile, "it's a good thing for him."

Ji Pan said angrily, "do you think he looks good? If you can't cure him, prepare to be buried with him! "

The silver haired man knew the man's identity and believed in what he said to be buried with him, but the young man had nothing to do, which is why he was not in a hurry at all.

"If you want him to get better soon, you can feed him some more blood. It depends on whether you are willing to give up."

What's he reluctant to give up? He has already regarded the little fox as his son, a part of his life. As long as he can get well, what is it to put some blood into it?

Ji pan puts the little fox on the bed, feeds some blood, and then stares at the silver haired man with deep eyes.

"Come on, what's going on?"

in a flash, the bodyguards scattered around quickly surrounded the silver haired man.

One of the bodyguards also moved a chair for Ji pan.

Ji pan sat down with one hand clapping and his eyes fixed on the silver haired man, as if he could not get out of the room without saying something today.

Looking at the battle, the silver haired man suddenly laughed out and waved his hand. In addition to Ji pan and the silver haired man, everyone fell down, and nobody knew anything about it.

Ji Pan's eyes changed, some appreciation, some vigilance, some surprise, but no fear.

If ordinary people are here and see a person waving their hands, they will let so many people know about life and death. Their hearts must be afraid.

Who is Ji pan? He has lived in a world of fighting and killing since he was a child. He has never seen any means or experienced any difficulties.

What he really worried about was what would happen to his little fox www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!