Rebirth of the National Male God

She let go of her potential and speed, feeling the wind blowing by her face, and a sense of freedom and wantonness permeated her whole body.

"Hey! Your Majesty! Isn't it great! This kind of physical fitness and speed are comparable to special soldiers!" Wubao said proudly, hoping that His Majesty would appreciate the benefits, and he would definitely work harder to earn gold. Then I can...

"Your Majesty!" Wubao's excited thoughts came to an end, and his voice was as dry and nervous as the owner of a roller coaster suddenly stuck: "Something... something! It's dangerous!"

Sihuang also noticed it, even faster than Wubao, and had a deeper understanding - a pair of eyes locked on her in the dark!

She couldn't even tell if the eyes were human or beast or something weirder because it was so scary. That line of sight seemed to be real, and swept her body roughly, causing the hairs behind her clothes to stand up instinctively, her texture was tensed by a huge threat, and it was cold like a blade with a saw blade, and it was full of animal madness. An indescribable biomagnetic field enveloped Sihuang.

She was like a rabbit being stared at by a lion. She clearly did not see the existence of the lion. She had clearly felt a huge threat. The pressure was oppressing her shoulders, which were not so broad.

escape! escape! escape!

Instinct in my mind, and the urging of the Five Treasures: Run!

Si Huang didn't move, Wu Bao could sense the danger in the dark, but he didn't have a real experience like Si Huang. Cold sweat broke out on her back, and her face became calmer. She felt that if she moved now, it would definitely alert the owner of the sight, and leaving her back to the other party would bring unforeseen consequences.

How to do?

Si Huang's heart was beating heavily, and every time she felt the pain in her chest tightness. Blinking his eyes gently, the aura around him changed silently.

A teenager in white casual clothes stood on a branch and held the trunk with one hand. Under the mottled sunlight, his slender figure had a holy beauty of ink painting. At this time, his jaw lifted slightly, as if he was smelling the fresh smell in the air, his brows stretched and his eyes were clear, he casually looked around, a pure smile was outlined by his rosy lips.

This is the time!

Si Huang deliberately looked in the direction of the dark line of sight. Her tense mind made her pay attention to the change of line of sight at all times. As a result, she did not see the owner of the line of sight, but felt that the pressure of the line of sight had a momentary flaw.

She can be sure that the other party is a human being, and only people will see the flaws in her appearance.

Taking advantage of this moment's flaw, Si Huang exploded his speed to the extreme, and suddenly ran in the direction of the mountain road.

Even if she was sure that the other party was a human, she didn't want to contact him. With such terrifying eyes, she has no interest in provoking it.

brush brush --

Without looking back, Si Huang felt a huge black shadow approaching him at a speed like a monster.

"Your Majesty, be careful—!" Wubao screamed in his mind.

Si Huang instinctively turned around and kicked.

boom!

This kick seemed to be hitting an iron plate, causing Si Huang to frown in pain. Immediately afterwards, he was shrouded in black shadows, his hands seemed to be framed by iron chains, and his body hit the ground vigorously. The worst thing was that the back of his head hit a stone.

Si Huang groaned, feeling dizzy, half-squinting his eyes and looking at the hazy shadow above his head.

This is a supernaturally handsome face, sexy honey-colored skin, rough black sword eyebrows, eyes like lacquer, deep and mysterious. The dark and slightly curly hair was messy and arrogant, and a few strands covered his forehead as he lowered his head, his thin lips were slightly opened, and he uttered a cold and low voice: "What are you running?"

Sihuang was like a great enemy, opened her mouth, but the voice from her throat was already murmuring: "...Qin Fan!" The huge impact on her mind, coupled with the pain in the back of her head, made her head tilt, and she fell into a daze. Dark coma.

However, she didn't know what kind of throbbing that voiceless shout brought to Qin Fan.

Si Huang's voice was charming and seductive, and the shouting under the loss of his voice was not as loud as she imagined, but rather murmured like a dream. Gently, trembling, soft and clear, just like coquettish. It made Qin Fan's hands and feet stiff in place, his pupils tightened and he stared at Si Huang with a ferocious look, his heart was scratched with the cat's paw, and it was so numb that Qin Fan had never experienced or understood the feeling.

Fuck!

There is a private villa on the south side of Weiming Mountain by the sea. Few people know who the owner of this villa is, and the villa has no road to the outside. If you want to go there, you can only take a helicopter. Of course, if you have the ability to walk over mountains and mountains on your own, you can also enter from the main entrance.

A big event happened in the villa today, which alarmed everyone in the villa.

The tall man with a stern expression carried him from the courtyard to the hall in the way of a princess hug. The surrounding men in military uniforms widened their eyes.

When Qin Shian and his wife Xiang Zhen, who hurried downstairs when they got the news, saw the scene, Xiang Zhen's face was excited at first, and then it turned into ice cubes, "Afan! What did you do to this child?"

Qin Fan paused and said with a blank face, "I'm dizzy...probably."

Squeeze... Squeeze out?

Probably?

What is this situation?

Qin Shian also became serious, "Are you sick again?"

Qin Fan pursed his lips, "No!" At first, he was a little bit, but when he saw the child, he was sure that he didn't.

Xiang Zhen sighed and came over, "Let's hand it over to Grandma."

Who knew that Qin Fan turned to avoid him, leaving Xiang Zhen, who was about to take over, stunned, staring at his grandson in disbelief.

Qin Fan frowned, moved his lips, and without saying a word, strode to his room and disappeared in front of people.

"Shi'an! What's the situation?" Grandma Xiang Zhen was stunned.

Grandpa Qin thought thoughtfully: "Did you think that Afan was mentally good just now?"

Grandma Xiang Zhen was startled again: "It's true! When I went out this morning, I was like a depressed volcano, but now I'm calm... He even hugged people with his own hands!"

"Wait for Afan to come out and talk about it carefully." Grandpa Qin decided so, but who knew that the two couples waited outside for a long time without waiting for their grandson to emerge.