On an open ground, Qiao Fei held the Tang sword across his chest. His long hair was completely spread out, with some undried blood stains on it.
Her back was slightly bent, and her chest was rising and falling, and it was obvious that she was approaching her limit.
Standing in front of her was the former commander of the Kaishan Special Operations Regiment, Sun Yarong.
This was also a man who had once pursued her.
Sun Yarong frowned and stood up straight, obviously not intending to continue attacking.
"That's about it. There's no point in fighting any further."
Sun Yarong whispered, "I'll be with you when you've recovered."
“Come again!”
Qiao Fei ignored Sun Yarong's dissuasion and went straight forward with a knife.
Sun Yarong sighed, swayed his body to the right a little, then turned the spear over and hit her on the shoulder with the handle.
Qiao Fei fell forward due to inertia.
Very embarrassing.
There were many people watching the scene around the open area.
It’s not that they don’t want to persuade, but many people have tried, but no one can persuade them.
This woman is really too stubborn.
"Brother Fan!"
On the side, the sharp-eyed Lu Yuan finally saw Ning Fan returning from the [Prison Gate].
At this moment, he seemed to have seen a savior. He immediately stood up and ran towards Ning Fan.
His shouting also attracted the attention of others.
Sun Yarong felt relieved when he saw Ning Fan show up.
"Grandmaster General."
Sun Yarong clasped his fists slightly, then said with a wry smile: "Just take care of your sister Fei..."
Qiao Fei is a rather special existence in the downtown area.
Strictly speaking, apart from having led the [Spiritual Attack] for a period of time, she can almost be said to have no official position.
But her status is second only to Ning Fan.
Just like Huizi, he looks like just a driver, but no one dares to ignore his position in Ning Fan's heart.
Because they are the oldest members of the Wild Dog House.
They also witnessed Ning Fan's growth step by step.
At this time, Qiao Fei also stood up and turned to look at Ning Fan who was walking towards her.
She was a little surprised at first, and then inadvertently revealed a relieved reaction.
Ning Fan had always been on the front line before.
Even though I know Ning Fan is very powerful, I still can't help but worry about him.
"Are you back?"
Qiao Fei quickly put on a very indifferent expression.
"Um."
Ning Fan smiled: "Practicing?"
Seeing the wounds all over Qiao Fei's body, Ning Fan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
As for Qiao Fei, Ning Fan could guarantee that he did not have even the slightest bit of that kind of feelings between men and women.
The same goes for Qiao Fei.
But this does not prevent the two from caring about each other.
Of course he knew why Qiao Fei was working so hard.
Or it could be said that he had always known Qiao Fei's character very well.
But when I saw Qiao Fei's beautiful face, I found that there were already many fine wrinkles on it, and she still had to train from the beginning like when she first became a walker...
Ning Fan really felt a little bit sorry for it.
You know, Qiao Fei is a strong-willed woman, and she used to be a strong person.
Ever since Ning Fan joined [Wild Dog House], she has been the strongest fighter in the team.
Later on, apart from Guan Shanyue's absolutely top-level [Thousand Souls Level], Qiao Fei was still not excluded from the category of "strong".
Even though going to the upper city was her own choice, Ning Fan could see her innermost thoughts.
Qiao Fei is a person who is used to being needed.
Although she is not good at expressing herself, she has always used actions to interpret her feelings for her friends.
"Um."
Qiao Fei nodded, answering Ning Fan, and then said to Sun Yarong, "I'll take a break first and practice again later."
"OK."
Sun Yarong breathed a sigh of relief.
Qiao Fei picked up the knife from the ground and found a tent to crawl into.
Sun Yarong watched her leave and let out a long sigh.
"Director, please persuade Qiao Fei when you have time."
Sun Yarong did pursue Qiao Fei fiercely once.
Even though this woman was cold and somewhat unkind, Sun Yarong, a soldier, was attracted by her unyielding character.
But now, it is this character that once attracted him that makes him feel helpless.
"Her current strength is at most [Hundred Souls Level]."
Sun Yarong leaned close to Ning Fan and whispered, "And it grows very slowly."
Having lost his spirit servant, Qiao Fei could only control the power of the [Thousand Souls Level] that he had once achieved for his body.
Even if he continued to practice, it would be difficult to reach the previous level relying solely on his own abilities.
This was not only noticed by Sun Yarong, but also by everyone else.
Perhaps even Qiao Fei himself understood that he would never be strong enough to help the team.
But she was unwilling to give in and refused to admit defeat.
It is always better to practice than not to practice.
She didn't want to be someone protected by the team.
Because she had never experienced such a day in her life.
Ning Fan nodded slightly: "Okay, I'll talk to her when I have a chance."
"good."
Sun Yarong changed the subject and smiled, "How's Old Zhao doing up there? They say when you're rich and powerful, don't forget your friends. This bastard hasn't come back to see us since he went up there to enjoy himself! He must have forgotten about his father a long time ago!"
There used to be two teams in Kaishan.
One is the special operations regiment led by Sun Yarong.
The other is Zhao Kehao’s assault team.
At that time, Zhao Kehao chose to go to Shangcheng with Ning Fan, while Sun Yarong and his team chose to stay.
The private relationship between the two can be said to be no different from that of brothers.
So now seeing Ning Fan coming down, Sun Yarong couldn't wait to ask about Zhao Kehao's situation.
Ning Fan was not in a hurry to go back, so he briefly recounted what had happened before.
"Fuck, this bastard ran up there behind my back to continue his exploits!"
Sun Yarong curled his lips and said, "When we meet again, this guy will definitely be a level higher than me, right?"
Even though he said this, he couldn't hide his happiness.
Hearing that Ning Fan had returned, Guan Shanyue and the others also gathered together. After hearing about some of the things that had happened in the upper city, most people felt helpless.
"Alas, at a time like this, I can't help..."
Guan Shanyue sighed and said with emotion.
Those present here are not the kind of people who like to stay out of things.
They also wanted to go uptown and contribute.
After all, now the downtown is a whole.
"Captain General, we discussed something earlier, and while you're here, I wanted to ask for your opinion."
Ma Yuxiang stood in front of Ning Fan seriously.
Ning Fan asked curiously, "What's the matter?"
"We plan to... gather the spirit servants together."
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