A Chevrolet Saboban drove directly into the airport apron and came to a Boeing passenger plane.

A soldier from a beautiful country stepped forward and opened the car door.

Luoyang got off the car and walked towards the spiral ladder. George Bujiu's two bodyguards were already waiting there.

Dingling! Dinglingling...

The phone rang incoming ringtone.

Luoyang took out the phone of the Eye of the Feather Blade, and it was Sun Shangxiang's call.

He hesitated for a moment and opened the answer button, but he didn't know what to say.

Sun Shangxiang on the other side of the phone was the same. The phone was connected but she didn't say anything.

An uncomfortable silence.

It was not until almost a minute that Sun Shangxiang's voice came from his phone: "Can't you see it in my favor... forgive my father?"

"Can you let go of everything and go with me?"

The two were silent again.

After nearly a minute of silence, Sun Shangxiang said again: "Take care."

"Well, take care of yourself, too."

it's over.

Luoyang put away the phone of the Eye of the Feather Blade and stepped onto the spiral ladder.

Just now, when Sun Shangxiang hung up the phone, he also felt relieved.

This is how people and things in the world are. Those who love to the death may not necessarily be together in the end. Eight out of ten things they want to get will probably not get. People must learn to let go before they can live a relaxed life.

"Luoyang!"

As we were about to enter the hatch, a woman's voice came.

Luoyang turned around.

Abe Tachiha got off a ground train that had just stopped and strode towards this side.

Luoyang's thoughts moved, and his perception locked in Abe Tachiha. He had to beware of her sudden crazy and pulled out his gun to shoot him.

Several soldiers of the beautiful country blocked Abe Tachiha.

"You are a coward!" Abe Takaha scolded.

Luoyang smiled and disdained.

If cursing is harmful, the grass on his grave may be one meter high.

"Remember, I will definitely seek revenge on you!" Abe Takaha looked very angry.

Luoyang's lips moved. He wanted to reply, but he felt it was unnecessary, so he simply turned around and entered the hatch door.

"I'm going to kill you!" Abe Tachiha's voice.

Luoyang's heart was not fluctuating at all. She couldn't kill him in Fusang. He returned to China. What could she do to her?

The Boeing passenger plane took off from the runway of Tokyo International Airport, getting higher and higher, and finally disappeared.

"Doctor Luo, where are the pills you promised to give me?" George Bujiu was obsessed with the Mighty Dan.

Luoyang took out the small porcelain bottle and handed it to George Buji.

George Bujiu opened the bottle cap and looked at it, with a look of disappointment on his face: "It's really only two?"

"Mr. Bu Jiu, I suggest you place an order. You order one hundred pieces at a time. If you can't finish it, you can give it to your friend."

"How much does it cost?" George Bujiu said tentatively.

Luoyang smiled: "Mr. Bu Jiu, I will give you a discounted price for the General Agent of the Beautiful Country, $10,000 per bottle."

George Bujiu: "…"

Luoyang originally wanted to offer a price of 20,000 US dollars each, but thought it was a bit high and he couldn't use a hammer to rob it, so he offered a price of 10,000 US dollars. However, he didn't expect George Buji to react like this. Sure enough, rich people are not fools.

"I think a thousand dollars is suitable, after all, it's just a medicine," said George Bush.

Luoyang said: "Some of the medicines for treating terminal illnesses in Meili Country cost hundreds of thousands of yuan per injection. Do you think it is appropriate?"

"There is funding for research and development."

"I also have research and development funds, as well as medicinal materials, and the cost of one pill costs several thousand US dollars."

George Buji put the small porcelain bottle into his pocket: "Let's talk about it later, treat it first."

Luoyang said lightly: "You have to buy a hundred of this medicine, take care of it."

Let's get some business."

George Bujiu frowned slightly: "Forced transaction?"

"Then do you buy it or not?"

"purchase."

Luoyang smiled and said, "Isn't that right? If you can't finish one hundred pieces, you can take them back and sell them to someone else for 20,000 US dollars. If you sell them like me, can those people not buy them?"

George Bujiu: "…"

"Take off your pants," said Luoyang.

By the time George Bujiu took off his pants, a piece of paper had been handed to him, with the bank account and name written on it.

George Buji spread his hands, called a middle-aged white woman over, and handed her the note: "Give this account a million dollars."

The white woman looked at Luoyang meaningfully and went with the note, without looking at George Bujiu's little firewood stick throughout the whole process.

Only those with rich experience can be so calm.

"I have refined the pills back and I'll call you and just have someone come to pick them up. Now I'm lying on the sofa." Luoyang said.

George Bujiu lay on the sofa...

Shudi Shuangliu International Airport.

"Master!"

In the pick-up hall, a familiar voice came.

Luoyang saw the female disciple standing in the crowd waving to him at first sight. A smile appeared on his face and walked over.

Bai Jing wore a white woolen coat, and the white clothes were also white, and she looked like a carved snow doll.

"Master!" Without any warning, Bai Jing rushed into Luoyang's arms and gave the master a hug with his own elasticity.

Many people around came to see it.

Many people heard Bai Jing call him Master, but in a blink of an eye he hugged him. What type of master is this and what type of disciple is this? I guess many people are thinking about this question.

Luoyang was a little embarrassed and patted Bai Jing's back gently: "I'm leaving, so many people are watching."

Bai Jing then let go of Luoyang and her face was red. She walked in front, lowering her head and did not dare to look at people.

Tank 500 is driving on the road.

"Master, I thought you would be back in a while, why did you come back so soon?" Bai Jing was driving while chatting with Luoyang.

Luoyang said, "I'll come back after the matter is finished."

"Your Fusang girlfriend is willing to give you?" Bai Jing looked at Luoyang from the corner of her eyes.

Luoyang was silent for a moment before saying, "We're over."

Bai Jing was slightly stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared from the corner of her mouth, but it disappeared in just one second.

"sorry."

Luoyang said, "What apologize is that it has nothing to do with you."

"Why?" Bai Jing was very curious.

Luoyang didn't want to say it, but as far as he knew Bai Jing, she would definitely ask, and women's curiosity in this regard was stronger than that of cats, so he said it briefly.

"Well, let me sign a prenuptial agreement, the child will take his mother's surname, and his property or something."

"This is a bit too much. Wealthy families cannot bully people like this. Master, you are the dragon among people. You will definitely not be so angry. If you divide it, you will divide it. If the old ones don't go to the new ones, you will bid farewell to the old ones and welcome the new ones." Bai Jing looked unfair.

"I'm fine, you don't need to comfort me." Luoyang changed the subject, "By the way, have you looked at the house?"

"Do you really want to buy me a house?"

"What else is there to be true or not? Why don't we go and see the real estate project now," said Luoyang.

"A house costs millions. People can't even get so much bride price when marrying their daughter. If you say you buy one for me, then buy one for me..." Bai Jing observed his master from the corner of her eyes.

Luoyang smiled and said, "Didn't you tell you that this is the bonus for the last Myanmar archaeological event. How dangerous it is. You have exchanged your life for it. If I don't buy it for you, I will feel uneasy. This matter is settled, so let's go and see the house now."

To be honest, the female disciple made the greatest contribution when she discovered the Four-Mind Great Witch Mausoleum last time. If she had not translated the ancient texts of Sanxingdui, she would not be able to learn wind blade techniques or alchemy. Besides, the one million US dollars earned from George Bujiu was also made by alchemy. There was no problem calculating the credit for the female disciples.

Her white lips moved, but she didn't say anything.
To be continued...