"My driving skills are pretty good, right?" Yuan Qing'er took off her helmet very happily, "I only took the driver's license test once!"

Hearing this, Wen Jiu pinched his eyebrows and replied: "Ha...ha...ha...very good...very good."

She tried her best to endure the discomfort and praised Yuan Qing'er a few times.

In fact, she almost fainted. She really didn't know how such a little electric donkey could be so fast.

If she hadn't been wearing a helmet, she would have been blown away.

"Really? Really?" The other party was still asking endlessly, "You are the first one to praise my driving skills. Others who rode in my car either screamed or squatted on the ground and vomited when they got off the car.

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"It seems that my idea is correct. Those people are indeed too weak! Miss Leng, if you like this feeling, how about I take you for a drive when you are free and let you experience it more?"

As soon as Wen Jiu heard this, she wanted to faint. What evil had she done to deserve such pain?

This strange little blue car, coupled with Yuan Qing'er's driving skills, is simply a life-threatening charm.

She can go through it once, but she can’t do it again.

In fact, when she went to Lakeland with Qiao Shishi and others, she had ridden the roller coaster several times before, but the problem was that she only felt very refreshed and did not feel any discomfort.

Moreover, she used to ride on Ruman's suspended motorcycle, and its speed was as fast as lightning. It was nowhere faster than this strange little blue car.

However, the combination of Little Blue Car and Yuan Qing'er is so magical. If I had known, she would have given the blessing of riding in the car to Mirage Xinghe.

Just when she was secretly regretting it, she suddenly saw a man walking towards him with a cane.

"Qing'er? Are you back?"

As soon as the other party finished speaking, Yuan Qing'er ran over excitedly.

Seeing this, Wen Jiu understood instantly.

She had heard members of the t07 team mention Yuan Qing'er's brother several times before on the road, and now it seemed that this pale young man should be his brother.

Sure enough, they are brothers and sisters. Those eyes with watery deer eyes are like copy and paste, and the corners of the lips are slightly raised as if they are smiling even if they are not expressing.

"Brother, why is your leg injury not healed yet?" Yuan Qing'er's first reaction was to care about her brother, "Didn't Uncle Song say there is still ointment in the warehouse? Why didn't I take it out for you to use?"

Hearing this, Yuan Zihan just smiled indifferently, "My injury can be cured by applying some herbal medicine and drinking some medicine, but it will take a little longer. You also know that the military region's supplies are always in short supply, especially this kind of medical treatment.

Supplies are even scarcer."

"Then you can't just use herbal medicine to make up for it!" When she heard this, her face bulged with anger, "You were injured to protect everyone, why don't you use ointment to treat it!"

However, the other party still kept a slight smile, without any dissatisfaction or resentment, "Qing'er, don't blame Uncle Song and the others. I asked for the herbal medicine myself. My leg injury is not particularly serious, so there is really no need to use the rare herb."

Ointment. Didn’t you often ask me to watch movies with you before? It just so happened that I could spend more time with you while I was recuperating."

After hearing these words, she did not feel happy, but felt even more angry and depressed.

She knew that Yuan Zihan had always had a good temper and had never had any disputes with people in the military region. He was always smiling and kind.

But she just wasn't happy. Why did her brother have to apply herbal medicine or even boil medicine to drink when his leg was injured, while some people's brothers could just be stung by bees and be treated with ointment?

When Yuan Zihan saw that Yuan Qing'er had a sad face, he smiled and shook his head and said softly: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this for now. I see you have brought two friends back, why don't you introduce them to me?

For a moment?"

After the words fell, the other party remembered the two guests who had been left aside.

Yuan Qing'er ran forward for a few steps, then remembered that he was still wearing a cane, so she silently turned around and ran back to support him.

This made him laugh and his mood improved a lot.

"Hey, it seems that the experience of riding in the car is not that good." Mirage Xinghe arrived here just a minute ago, and as soon as he came, he saw Wen Jiu, who had a face as pale as a vegetable.

Although the other person felt very uncomfortable at the moment, he still said back to him, "Haha, I feel nothing like you flying with me in the sky."

"Tsk, tsk, I still have the energy to say nasty things. It seems like you're fine," he couldn't help but chuckle, "Why haven't those two humans come over yet? Do you want us to take the initiative to talk to them?"

Wen Jiu gave him a look and said, "Can you put down your posture and talk to me?"

Before Mirage Xinghe could say the words "naturally cannot", he saw Yuan Qing'er walking over with the strange man.

The man's right leg was slightly raised off the ground and he was still using a cane. He couldn't help but leaned into Wen Jiu's ear and whispered softly: "Why are everyone here injured and injured? The one just came here with a limp.

Is there some kind of curse?"

"Master of the demon tribe, please put away your random guesses," the other party looked at him with disgust, "haven't you been a demon who has lived for thousands of years? If there is really a curse, can't you see it?"

After finishing speaking, he spread his hands disapprovingly. This action he imitated Wen Jiu, "I am only good at formations and creating illusions, and I have no research on casting curses. So if there is really a curse here, I may not be able to

Be aware of it."

While the two were discussing in low voices, Yuan Qing'er led the man forward and greeted them in a friendly manner.

However, because Yuan Zihan had a leg injury and it was difficult to stand for a long time, they chose to go inside and sit down to chat after a few polite words.

The Yuan brothers and sisters live in a small single-family house with two floors and a yard for growing vegetables.

After Yuan Qing'er helped Yuan Zihan sit down on the sofa, she quickly went into the kitchen to make tea and prepare refreshments. Mirage Galaxy turned into smoke and disappeared again, and she didn't know where she wanted to go to investigate.

Therefore, only Wen Jiu and Yuan Zihan are left in the living room now.

"I wonder what kind of business Miss Leng wants to do here?" The corners of Yuan Zihan's mouth raised slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes, as if he was expressing friendliness.

Seeing this, Wen Jiu smiled back and said, "It's not easy to make star coins these days by doing some reselling business of vegetables and fruits, so this business is quite promising."

As soon as she finished speaking, the other party said, seemingly unintentionally: "Miss Leng is still so young and can travel far away to do business alone. This really makes me ashamed."

As soon as she heard this, she understood that Yuan Zihan was testing how many people she had brought.

So she smiled slightly and looked at the other person, "To be honest, I also have a brother, and he came with me."

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Chapter completed!