Tomb Raider: To protect the research, the school flowers are rolled up in the tomb

"There is no time."

Zhang Qiling clenched his fist slightly, then let go.

For the first time, he was resistant to the line "There is no time".

Chapter 507

At the same time, the barrage of the audience in the live broadcast room has been boiling. .z.br>

"What happened to Patriarch Xiaoye? I thought Patriarch Xiaoye had already recovered!"

"Sister, think about what the team doctor said before! That's a torture where the internal organs have been clenched once!"

"I just said, how could such a serious injury recover so perfectly..."

"My heart hurts to death! I just punched the phone twice!"

"Patriarch Xiaoye is already hurting badly now..."

"Why does patriarch Xiaoye act as if he has recovered? He really is..."

"I really hope that everyone will stop deifying them. Even Patriarch Xiaoye will bleed when injured, and it will be uncomfortable!"

"Did Master Hei go to settle accounts with brother Qiling Qiuhou?"

"It's better to say goodbye to such a Shura field..."

"It took me a while to understand what brother Qi Ling's words meant through Master Hei's reaction."

"Brother Qi Ling has perfectly mastered the murderous mind now?"

"Close to ink is black."

"I strongly feel that this Mohist is talking about our Patriarch Xiaoye."

"Wait, Master Hei, how did you coax yourself well?"

"Maybe, this is the younger brother of the family."

"What, patriarch Xiaoye can't rest now?"

"The injury is so serious! It stands to reason that he should be sent to the hospital to take care of him..."

Meanwhile, the desert scene.

The members around Ye Fan frowned when they heard the phrase "there is no time".

He Lianjing reconciled with Chen to end the open and secret struggle between Heihua debtors and creditors, and walked into the center of the encirclement.

"Xiaoye, is there no time, or is there not much time?"

Xie Yuchen used his businessman's logic to bargain with Ye Fan:

"If time is running out, there is still opportunity and room."

"Time can be squeezed out no matter how crowded it is."

"But you, you must rest."

"During this time, no matter how tight it is, we will chase it back for you."

When Xie and Chen said these words, the subtext seemed to say:

You can take a rest, time is running out, just catch up and count on me.

Ye Fan was about to explain, but on the other side, the members of Qidao also began to persuade him in a hurry.

Zhuge Qing opened his eyes, and the smile on his mouth disappeared:

"Little patriarch, the most important thing for us now is not the ancient tomb that we haven't seen yet."

"If the doctor says you need to rest, no matter what method I use, I will let you take a good rest."

Wang Yueban walked up to Ye Fan and took a few glances at him.

Seeing Ye Fan's bloodless face, he took out a small iron jug from his pocket and handed it to Ye Fan:

"Oh, wait for the doctor's conclusion!"

"Fat Master, I can tell with my eyes that our little patriarch must rest here!"

"Little patriarch, take a sip, drink this, sleep for a while, the rest..."

Wang Yueban hadn't finished speaking, and the behavior of letting the wine hadn't been carried out to the end.

The small flagon was quickly taken from his hand.

Pan Zhi took Wang Yueban's small flagon into his hands, and gave Wang Yueban a look:

"Fatty! Do you want to kill the little patriarch!"

Immediately, he looked at Ye Fan again, his brows were tightly knit together, and his face was full of worry:

"Little patriarch, you have suffered."

"Just listen to the team doctor."

"That tomb, he is there, he can't run away."

"How much time it takes, we will make up for it later."

"You rest at ease."

Among these men's encirclement, Bai Hao was like a small Pomeranian strayed into a large dog's encirclement.

She jostles and hops around.

"Little patriarch, please, just rest here!"

"You were seriously injured just now!"

"If you insist on continuing, I will carry you for the rest of the way."

"also!"

Hearing Bai Hao's proposal, the gentle and somewhat helpless expression on Ye Fan's face finally froze.

He recalled his previous experience of being suddenly hugged by this weak princess who looked like a small dog.

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily:

Absolutely not!

This scene must never happen again!

"Little patriarch."

Hearing Li Cuo's voice, Ye Fan turned to look at him again.

Seeing Li Cuo's reaction, Ye Fan was a little surprised.

Because compared to the group of people who were persuading him, Li Cui's expression was actually the calmest now.

Even, it was so calm that Ye Fan felt that the little stupid pear next to him was taken away by the "Li Cui" who had become a little smarter.

But almost instantly, Ye Fan found the flaw in Li Cui's calm expression.

Now, Li Cuo's eyes were not actually looking at him at all.

Although it looked like it was looking at his face.

However, as long as Ye Fan followed Li Cuo's line of sight, he would find that he actually couldn't find where Li Cuo's eyes were placed.

Calm down, it's all faked.

He was deliberately imitating the fake that seemed to be more powerful than his first.

Ye Fan frowned slightly.

He remembered that when the system gave him a reminder, the figure that appeared was not Li Cui, but the mask of the Bronze Ghost-Mask General and the experience of Xiuchun Dao.

Reminiscent of the present, Xiao Benli is deliberately imitating a shadow, a memory.

Ye Fan couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

The work of educating children with problems is really urgent.

Li Cuo didn't know that Ye Fan saw through him before he started to exert his strength.

However, it is precisely because those who do not know have no fear, so this does not prevent him from continuing to perform gong:

"Do you know how badly you were hurt just now?"

Hearing Li Cui ask this question calmly, Ye Fan also nodded honestly:

"I know."

Li Cui didn't expect that the little patriarch who had been quiet for a long time just now answered his own question.

But the biggest problem is that this is a rhetorical question.

So this question does not need to be answered.

Li Cuo felt that the shell he had disguised seemed to have a crack at this moment.

What broke through this layer of cracks was Ye Fan's supposedly rational and vigorous attitude.

This made him feel extremely wronged.

A gust of hot air rushed to Li Cuo's eyes in an instant.

"you know?"

"You know you're leaving?!"

Li Cui's voice was a few degrees higher than before.

Bai Hao really couldn't bear to treat their little patriarch with such an attitude.

She rolled up her sleeves and was about to step forward to counter violence with more violence.

But before she could say anything, her shoulders were stopped by an irresistible force.

Feeling that he didn't break free from this strength, Bai Hao looked back in shock.

Turning around, he met Guan Gen's gentle and profound gaze.

Guan Gen looked at him calmly and shook his head.

People like Xie Yuchen and He Lianjing who seemed to have more than 100 minds also shook their heads.

From their point of view, Ye Fan, who doesn't want to eat hard, has to be treated like this.

Chapter 508 Ye Fankexing

Although Liu Bowen and Zhang Qiang stopped Li Cuo.

But their ability cannot keep up with the members of Qidao after all.

Li Cuo pushed away Liu Bowen who came up and questioned him, "Why are you talking to my elder brother?"

Seeing Liu Bowen staggered two steps back, he bumped into his little patriarch, Zhao Zeming, the exam teacher his elder brother had found for him.

Li Cuo said coldly:

"Don't interrupt, silly dog."

Liu Bowen was overwhelmed by Li Cuo's words and his arrogant attitude towards his elder brother just now.

I was so overwhelmed that I wanted to step forward and compete with this high school student.

But before he could take half a step forward, he was grabbed by Zhao Zeming.

Zhao Zeming whispered behind Liu Bowen:

"fool!"

"Are you stupid!"

"Didn't you see that Brother Qiling and Master Hei didn't stop him?"

"If his effect is really only counterproductive."

"These people beat Li Cuo into the sand a long time ago!"