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"Want something?" Fang Biao frowned. "You want to spend the boat?" "master Fang, it's better to ask others than yourself. I think you now understand this truth better than anyone else?" Fang Biao didn't speak, but he didn't deny this view. "My son died miserably, my daughter-in-law was robbed, and I endured all this. As a result, others didn't appreciate it at all and had to leave the desert city. I'm afraid only family leader Fang himself can feel the depression in the world." "what's your business?" Fang said in a cold voice. "Well, since leader Fang doesn't want to say more, I won't mention it any more. Come straight to the point. What I want is very simple." "what!" "a corpse!" corpse?! Fang Biao frowned. He had seen people asking for money, jewelry, and even spiritual elixirs. But he had never heard of or seen a corpse. "Your son is always your own son. Master Fang, why do you hide it from me? Is it difficult? As master Fang said, he took it out to feed the dog?" hearing this, Fang Biao was shocked. In fact, although he scolded others to carry Fang Kun's body down to feed the dog in front of everyone, he didn't do so, Instead, he ordered people to hide his son's body in the ice cellar and wait for the future to see if he could have a chance to save him. How can he give up such a son? However, not many people know about it. No one knows about it except a few of their close friends at that time. How does this person know now?! Is there a mole in your confidant?! If so, what is the origin of this woman?! Fang Biao looked at the woman in front of him with great vigilance and said coldly, "what do you want my son's body to do?" "what else can you do? Is it difficult? Can your son be handsome enough to fascinate anyone by the body? Han 3000 can't do it, and how many onions can he count? Taking your son's body is just to see his pity and want to give him another dog life." the woman in black disdained in a cold voice. Hearing this, Fang Biao was excited: "what are you talking about?" "you mean, you can save my son?" "the desert is still a few days away from the Central Plains. If you are not afraid of your son smelling on the road, maybe you can try." "however, there is no free lunch in the world. If you want your son to live, you have to pay something?" The man in black drank coldly. Fang Biao frowned: "what do you want?" the man in black smiled gently and hooked his hand. After a moment of silence, Fang Biao still put his head close to him. Then, the woman in Black said something in his ear. After hearing what she said, Fang Biao suddenly looked pale and looked at the woman in black. "You're not kidding me?" Fang Biao said in shock. The woman in black smiled softly: "do you think I'm as free as you? I came to your desert city just to play a joke with your watch?" Fang looked at him in fear, because the condition put forward by the woman in black was too shocking for him. Against the ice God! Moreover, it is the ice God of Han 3000, who is almost against the sky! Is this crazy?! "For your desert world, the ice God may be supreme. For your Fang family, it is really expected to have the ice God sitting down. However, what if the ice God is gone?" the woman in Black said this with a sneer: "I mean, he may never even return to the desert world?" "you mean, this flower boat..." "It's just a tool for him to go to the far north." she smiled softly. Fang Kun's face was gray. He thought Han 3000 would leave the desert city, but he never thought Han 3000 would leave the desert world directly. If he never returns, the Fang family would have nothing at all. "Do as I said, and return you a living son in a month. In addition..." the woman in black suddenly glanced at the cellar factory behind her: "rebuild a flower boat, and someone is waiting to use it." then she smiled gently and handed a brand with marks in her hand to Fang Biao: "remember to pick up the goods with a ticket." This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation
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"Want something?" Fang Biao frowned. "You want to spend the boat?" "master Fang, it's better to ask others than yourself. I think you now understand this truth better than anyone else?" Fang Biao didn't speak, but he didn't deny this view. "My son died miserably, my daughter-in-law was robbed, and I endured all this. As a result, others didn't appreciate it at all and had to leave the desert city. I'm afraid only family leader Fang himself can feel the depression in the world." "what's your business?" Fang said in a cold voice. "Well, since leader Fang doesn't want to say more, I won't mention it any more. Come straight to the point. What I want is very simple." "what!" "a corpse!" corpse?! Fang Biao frowned. He had seen people asking for money, jewelry, and even spiritual elixirs. But he had never heard of or seen a corpse. "Your son is always your own son. Master Fang, why do you hide it from me? Is it difficult? As master Fang said, he took it out to feed the dog?" hearing this, Fang Biao was shocked. In fact, although he scolded others to carry Fang Kun's body down to feed the dog in front of everyone, he didn't do so, Instead, he ordered people to hide his son's body in the ice cellar and wait for the future to see if he could have a chance to save him. How can he give up such a son? However, not many people know about it. No one knows about it except a few of their close friends at that time. How does this person know now?! Is there a mole in your confidant?! If so, what is the origin of this woman?! Fang Biao looked at the woman in front of him with great vigilance and said coldly, "what do you want my son's body to do?" "what else can you do? Is it difficult? Can your son be handsome enough to fascinate anyone by the body? Han 3000 can't do it, and how many onions can he count? Taking your son's body is just to see his pity and want to give him another dog life." the woman in black disdained in a cold voice. Hearing this, Fang Biao was excited: "what are you talking about?" "you mean, you can save my son?" "the desert is still a few days away from the Central Plains. If you are not afraid of your son smelling on the road, maybe you can try." "however, there is no free lunch in the world. If you want your son to live, you have to pay something?" The man in black drank coldly. Fang Biao frowned: "what do you want?" the man in black smiled gently and hooked his hand. After a moment of silence, Fang Biao still put his head close to him. Then, the woman in Black said something in his ear. After hearing what she said, Fang Biao suddenly looked pale and looked at the woman in black. "You're not kidding me?" Fang Biao said in shock. The woman in black smiled softly: "do you think I'm as free as you? I came to your desert city just to play a joke with your watch?" Fang looked at him in fear, because the condition put forward by the woman in black was too shocking for him. Against the ice God! Moreover, it is the ice God of Han 3000, who is almost against the sky! Is this crazy?! "For your desert world, the ice God may be supreme. For your Fang family, it is really expected to have the ice God sitting down. However, what if the ice God is gone?" the woman in Black said this with a sneer: "I mean, he may never even return to the desert world?" "you mean, this flower boat..." "It's just a tool for him to go to the far north." she smiled softly. Fang Kun's face was gray. He thought Han 3000 would leave the desert city, but he never thought Han 3000 would leave the desert world directly. If he never returns, the Fang family would have nothing at all. "Do as I said, and return you a living son in a month. In addition..." the woman in black suddenly glanced at the cellar factory behind her: "rebuild a flower boat, and someone is waiting to use it." then she smiled gently and handed a brand with marks in her hand to Fang Biao: "remember to pick up the goods with a ticket." This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation
"Want something?" Fang Biao frowned. "You want to spend the boat?" "master Fang, it's better to ask others than yourself. I think you now understand this truth better than anyone else?" Fang Biao didn't speak, but he didn't deny this view. "My son died miserably, my daughter-in-law was robbed, and I endured all this. As a result, others didn't appreciate it at all and had to leave the desert city. I'm afraid only family leader Fang himself can feel the depression in the world." "what's your business?" Fang said in a cold voice. "Well, since leader Fang doesn't want to say more, I won't mention it any more. Come straight to the point. What I want is very simple." "what!" "a corpse!" corpse?! Fang Biao frowned. He had seen people asking for money, jewelry, and even spiritual elixirs. But he had never heard of or seen a corpse. "Your son is always your own son. Master Fang, why do you hide it from me? Is it difficult? As master Fang said, he took it out to feed the dog?" hearing this, Fang Biao was shocked. In fact, although he scolded others to carry Fang Kun's body down to feed the dog in front of everyone, he didn't do so, Instead, he ordered people to hide his son's body in the ice cellar and wait for the future to see if he could have a chance to save him. How can he give up such a son? However, not many people know about it. No one knows about it except a few of their close friends at that time. How does this person know now?! Is there a mole in your confidant?! If so, what is the origin of this woman?! Fang Biao looked at the woman in front of him with great vigilance and said coldly, "what do you want my son's body to do?" "what else can you do? Is it difficult? Can your son be handsome enough to fascinate anyone by the body? Han 3000 can't do it, and how many onions can he count? Taking your son's body is just to see his pity and want to give him another dog life." the woman in black disdained in a cold voice. Hearing this, Fang Biao was excited: "what are you talking about?" "you mean, you can save my son?" "the desert is still a few days away from the Central Plains. If you are not afraid of your son smelling on the road, maybe you can try." "however, there is no free lunch in the world. If you want your son to live, you have to pay something?" The man in black drank coldly. Fang Biao frowned: "what do you want?" the man in black smiled gently and hooked his hand. After a moment of silence, Fang Biao still put his head close to him. Then, the woman in Black said something in his ear. After hearing what she said, Fang Biao suddenly looked pale and looked at the woman in black. "You're not kidding me?" Fang Biao said in shock. The woman in black smiled softly: "do you think I'm as free as you? I came to your desert city just to play a joke with your watch?" Fang looked at him in fear, because the condition put forward by the woman in black was too shocking for him. Against the ice God! Moreover, it is the ice God of Han 3000, who is almost against the sky! Is this crazy?! "For your desert world, the ice God may be supreme. For your Fang family, it is really expected to have the ice God sitting down. However, what if the ice God is gone?" the woman in Black said this with a sneer: "I mean, he may never even return to the desert world?" "you mean, this flower boat..." "It's just a tool for him to go to the far north." she smiled softly. Fang Kun's face was gray. He thought Han 3000 would leave the desert city, but he never thought Han 3000 would leave the desert world directly. If he never returns, the Fang family would have nothing at all. "Do as I said, and return you a living son in a month. In addition..." the woman in black suddenly glanced at the cellar factory behind her: "rebuild a flower boat, and someone is waiting to use it." then she smiled gently and handed a brand with marks in her hand to Fang Biao: "remember to pick up the goods with a ticket." This novel has been translated by novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation
