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Chapter 61 The Last Days (5)

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Chapter 61 The Last Days (5)

At the moment when the four eyes met, Han Zhiyuan was shocked by the sharp and deep eyes at the same time, but the power of that glance was enough to imagine his usual demeanor, but Han Zhiyuan still saw it in those eyes. A little bit of exploration, and even a bit of interest.

While Han Zhiyuan was scrutinizing him, he was also scrutinizing Han Zhiyuan, but he didn't mean to open his mouth, or expressed anger or anger. Anyway, he looked at Han Zhiyuan with a blank face. The eyelashes are still very long and beautiful, the face is also finely carved, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lips are not thin or thick... any part can make Han Zhiyuan's heart throb.

For some reason, Han Zhiyuan felt as if he saw his amnesiac wife when he saw him. Ever since he realized that he seemed to be obsessed with the Demon King, as long as he thought of them, such as Feng Yu, Tang Yifeng, and the little emperor, the feeling in his heart was the same. The ideas are completely different.

For example, the first thing Han Zhiyuan saw when he saw him was excitement. He was very excited. The feeling of "My wife has lost her memory again, I have to find a way to get it back." How would Zhiyuan feel when he took him as his wife?

Han Zhiyuan unhurriedly grinned at him, gave him an overly friendly smile, and then snapped his fingers in a high-profile way to cancel the ability.

Hearing only a few "snacks", several members of the Canglang who were suffocated until their faces turned pale, fell to the ground while stroking their necks, breathing heavily. At this time, the other Canglang members who were too lazy to even get out of the car door also got out of the car with solemn expressions, and looked at Han Zhiyuan and his party with gloomy and alert faces.

The members of the Flying Eagles behind Han Zhiyuan also tensed their nerves instantly, and the two sides were once again caught in an atmosphere of swords drawn. It seemed that a fierce battle could not be avoided no matter what.

Of course, Han Zhiyuan was still unhurried, but his eyes never looked away from the person in the car. Then, just as everyone was about to take action, they suddenly heard the sound of the door sliding, and then Han Zhiyuan saw the complete " Missing Wife".

Han Zhiyuan saw that the man was as tall and slender as he imagined, and the moment he stepped out of the car door, he was even more powerful, like a god with a halo. Not so bright, with some breathless coercion, but that dignified appearance still made Han Zhiyuan's heart beat abnormally for no reason.

Han Zhiyuan saw him raise his hand, and all the members of Canglang silently put away their abilities and retreated behind them, without even a single questioning look, they obeyed absolutely.

Han Zhiyuan saw him staring blankly at him for two seconds, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Nature type, wind attribute, A-level."

A-level? Everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they heard it, not to mention the few members of Canglang who suffered a loss just now, even the members of Feiying couldn't help but stare at Han Zhiyuan with wide eyes. They didn't know when Han Zhiyuan evolved to A rank. But the shock remains in the bottom of my heart. At this time, the enemy is not allowed to be distracted by others.

On the contrary, Han Zhiyuan mourned silently in his heart, and his plan to hide his strength was shattered. However, it seemed that Han Zhiyuan's focus was not on this, but on this person's voice. It sounds good as always, especially Han Zhiyuan, who has been tortured in his heart. After he has a different idea in his heart, it sounds very good. If there is magnetism, it usually absorbs all Han Zhiyuan's mind, but compared to the magnetism of the little emperor , and a little more of the unique charm of mature men, and the invisibly revealed sense of oppression from the superior, which makes people unconsciously fear and fear, and inexplicably can't help but want to look up.