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148.148 The Fourth of Three Years

Just before Xiao Zhen left, Fan Ruoyu suddenly said in a deep voice: "Wait!"

Xiao Zhen turned around and said, "Master, please give me your orders!"

"I forgot to tell you, he is my man!" He pointed at Ya, raised his chin, and introduced him arrogantly, "Ya!"

Ya smiled lightly and added, "It's a man!" Your man.

The corner of his mouth cracked and he smiled, "Yes, my man!"[

"Yes, my subordinates know!" Xiao Zhen responded and exited the camp.

Outside the tent, he let out a deep breath, glanced at Hu Feng and Huan Yu who had been standing guard outside the tent, clasped his fists and ran away. The speed was so fast that the wind was blowing under his feet.

"Huan Yu, you said our master has so many love rivals!" There was one last night, and now there's another one!

"The key is that our master must be completely victorious!" Huan Yu and Hu Feng looked at each other and smiled, but said nothing.

It's just that they all can't understand, where does this kind of charm come from Fan Ruoyu, attracting so many outstanding young people? But they forget that their own master is also one of them? It's just that this one of theirs happens to be identified by Fan Ruoyu.

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Inside the account.

Fan Ruoyu raised his foot and felt no pain at all. He neatly unwrapped the gauze and found that Hao Ran's original wound no longer existed. What caught his eye was the delicate and smooth skin, which felt very comfortable to the touch. He sighed, "

"Ya, what did you use last night? Is it so powerful?" It's really a fantasy. It's obviously an injury, so it's fine? Just one night?

"Well," he responded without saying anything. He took it out from his arms and handed it to Fan Ruoyu, "Although I don't want you to get hurt, I can't guarantee that you won't cherish yourself. You can keep Xiyan!"

Fan Ruoyu, who was still looking at his ankle, suddenly turned his head and looked at Ya, "This is so powerful, can it possibly cure your injury?"

Shaking his head, "Xiyan is only useful for trauma." After a pause, "Speaking of it, there is another effect, that is, after using Xiyan, you will not be afraid of any poison from now on!"

Opening her mouth, this is really a good thing. But she wants to come in vain. She shakes her head, "I want to come in vain, so you should keep it!" After telling her that she has already used it, what else should she do?

"That's fine!" Ya didn't insist anymore. With a wave of his hand, the blue and white porcelain bottle was thrown out of the tent. Hu Fengyue stood up, caught it, put it in his pocket, and took it back for the two boys to use. Although there were no internal injuries,

It may be good, but the pain of this trauma should be enough.

Fan Ruoyu didn't stop Jianya's movements, he just walked two steps on his own! After not feeling any discomfort, he pulled back the loose hair at will, pinned it on, and put on a light-colored coat.

After taking off his shirt, he said: "I want to see my soldiers!"

Ya Wuyan nodded.

The two of them stepped out of the tent. Fan Ruoyu nodded at Hufeng and Huanyu. As for the lightning and thunder, a flash of deep thought flashed through her eyes. She didn't ask, nor was she curious.

Taking Ya, we walked all the way to the high platform above the school field.

Along the way, although the soldiers were curious, they all kept their eyes on their posts. Whenever they met Fan Ruoyu, they would respectfully stop and shout, 'Head!'

From beginning to end, Fan Ruoyu was smiling and nodding. The military drum on the high platform was already brand new. The training on the school field was going on in an orderly manner. No one was slacking off at all. Only on the other side of the school field, a thin man
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