Although Fantawild delga is in charge of the books, Ruolan controls the affairs of the Ancestral Society.

But He Jiu, the shopkeeper who seemed to be throwing his hands away, still had a lot of things so busy that he was exhausted.

"President, I discussed with Tian'er and the others. I feel that it would be better to set up a seat on the edge of Zone B as our headquarters. But at present, in addition to the old problems of alien beast transfer, there is another issue sponsored by the Chamber of Commerce that needs to be resolved.

After all, our Exceptional Sovereign Association is an organization that wants to deal with alien beasts. The minimum training, medical and other inspection equipment are indispensable.

The budget setting of the venue is also as large as possible, the better.

In general, even if we gather all the financial resources in the Union of Exotics now... It is still a long way to complete the establishment of the headquarters of the Exotic Association as soon as possible. "

"Well, the funding problem is indeed..."

He Jiu also read the important documents recently sent by Mutazah.

One mind and two uses are not what He Jiu wants to do.

But for today's Hejiu, it is also something that has to be done.

Seeing He Jiu frowning, Ruolan was also very worried.

The grand plan you have outlined is certainly a beautiful one from Master. However, only the executor can learn about...

To turn imagination into reality is equal to countless efforts in the middle.

Resource issues are always very difficult issues.

What's more, as far as the real situation is concerned, He Jiu is actually a real poor man.

"That... President, you... can you find the general... or the relationship with your family?..."

Ruolan was also broken for the affairs of the Association.

Knowing that He Jiu's identity is subtle, so he almost never mentions He Jiu's family background because of the affairs of the He Jihui.

But compared to He Jiu's backstage, he is tougher and has a lot of connections.

I'm afraid that these so-called nobles in the Venerable Sovereign Association add up... not so much funding that can be obtained by opening their mouths.

He Jiu nodded repeatedly with Muta's secret plan in his hand.

Ruolan faintly reminded He Jiu that he did not ignore it.

It's just that after all it is one mind and two purposes, so when He Jiu reflected Ruolan's proposal in his mind.

He Jiucai stopped the action of his subordinates looking through the information and then he was stunned.

"Yeah...I want to set up a headquarters. I almost never asked about it after I handed it over to you. Hey... I'm all to blame for completely forgetting about funding sponsorship!"

He Jiu rubbed his brows annoyed and hit his forehead with the information in his hands.

After sighing, she looked at Ruolan with an apologetic look at her side, who had been talking about problems.

Ruolan feels a little more upset when He Jiu is so upset.

After all, although she almost took over all the affairs of the Extraordinary Association, what really played a leading role in the Extraordinary Association was the wine.

Regardless of the wine's life experience and ability, it is the greatest guarantee for the development of the Exceptional Association.

Ruolan is only afraid that He Jiu is obsessed with animal training matters and completely ignores these so-called chores.

But seeing that He Jiu listened to his difficulties at this moment, Ruolan would certainly feel relieved and relaxed.

Even in the end, any wine may not come up with any good sponsorship recommendations.

At least for Ruolan, he is not fighting alone.

He Jiu heard Ruolan's embarrassment, and he suddenly thought about the assets he currently owns.

He has been married for so long, and I have to say that whether it is food, clothing, housing, and transportation, I spend the most money.

Coupled with the contract signed between himself and Zhu, he seems to be able to get quite an outrageous salary every month...

However... anyway. The funds needed to start the dream of the different-zun club and even some materials that can’t even be obtained...

He Jiu doesn’t need to look at that point and knows not enough assets...

He was embarrassed to take it out.

Sitting on an entire secret realm of longevity, behind it is the wine of the governor and the business princes...

He maintained his straightforward mind, and he didn't even think about discussing the possibility of funding him with his man.

After all, when he was together, He Jiu was leaning on the body as an adherent.

But now, perhaps in Ruolan's opinion, the favorite wine, to find these funds is just a tricky effort...

But God knows, He Jiu never even thought about asking for help from Hu Zu and his family.

There is nothing completely fair and open about making money.

The real fool is the one who doesn't need connections.

But now He Jiu is probably more and more constrained by his own responsibilities and identity.

Faced with these issues related to making money, doing business and other issues will be self-conscious about how to not trouble others.

I don't want to be in the past at all. It is a foolish mentality to have the big head without being wronged and the advantage.

But fortunately, He Jiu was only constrained by the self-esteem of the so-called superiors for a while.

Looking at He Jiu, Ruolan frowned first in thought, then helpless, and then sighed with entanglement.

He Jiu's expression as if he was playing a one-man show on his own changed a few times before finally turning his mind.

"Follow him, anyway, my own man is not pitted or pitted. Your father-in-law and uncle do not need to be pitted for nothing! Ruolan, don't worry about funding. The people from the Zunhui will notify you first. I will leave it to you as to how to be clear about Zhengda!"

He Jiu patted Ruolan's shoulder with awe-inspiring expression.

Ruolan nodded with a serious face in cooperation with He Jiu.

The two presidents with one head and one pair.

After thoroughly dividing the scope of their work, they went their separate ways and went on their own.

Except for the bad grandfather who was caught by He Jiu's pigtail and had to continue to burn his'youth' in the sea of ​​books and books in the conference room.

While sighing at the little pitiful who was lying in the small fruit basket, he immersed himself in his fate and thought that the disciple was not filial and abused the elderly...

And God knows that He Jiu, who is said to be filial piety, holds the Zhu Bi document in one hand and warns the gods about the problems in the secret of longevity.

On the one hand, he was still thinking about how he could tell the uncle Gao Leng to do this for himself.

The color of the sleeves followed He Jiu's steps without hurries, carefully remembering all aspects of He Jiu's words.

Only then carefully took the documents He Jiu handed him.

"After you go back, you must tell the high priest. If the outer disciple you traced refuses to return to the secret realm of longevity...you must not use force to force it. And as for those who use the power of longevity to commit crimes and crimes outside the secret realm, they must follow the secret realm. It’s not easy to indulge and let it go."

"Yes."

Sleeve color held the document that He Jiu had handed in both hands, nodded and bent over to answer.

Seeing the color of the sleeves who turned and left, Ann just kept quiet and didn't talk too much.

"Ann...you have worked hard during this period of time."

He Jiu spoke naturally, but An Cu who was standing next to He Jiu didn't react for a long time, and his master was actually comforting him.

"Master, this is our business."

Ann almost knelt down on one knee again, but remembered He Jiu's request. Just nodded and bowed his head to express gratitude.

He Jiu sighed, really wanting to throw all the things piled up on him aside.

But I know there is no such possibility.

What kind of wine that is busy in the middle of the day can really relax for a while through the usual training of little green and little black.

And at the same time, there are also the busiest members who have finally ended the war.

After the First World War, those small details of the work naturally don't have to bother the most seniors of this kind.

But after each battle, whether it’s a reward for meritorious service, or after the autumn, it’s okay to settle accounts...

They are all administrative relations that have to be faced.

It's simply a troublesome thing to keep in the crotch.

It's nothing more than blood and sweat in battle. But every time I have to deal with these officials who don't know how much of the war has happened.

At the very least, I often have a headache that it is better to continue to go back to the war.

In the past, when Zhan Baili was there, he was the best and still able to take a break.

Now that the first battle is over, and counting his achievements, although Zhan Baili has made great contributions, he has no ability to open his eyes and enjoy these reputation status.

Although the person is not dead, he hangs out of thin air.

Rao is the most rigid as iron, and standing in front of Zhan Baili with his eyes closed, he will also show resentment and anger that cannot be covered by his eyes.

So in countless offices where forwarding calls keep ringing.

The most visible expression of irritation is that Li Xian and the others do not dare to go forward and talk too much.

The annoying nun went to the special intensive care treatment room the most.

Maude almost never left to look after Zhan Baili, who showed no signs of awakening.

Seeing that the most is coming, Maude also glanced at it and said nothing.

"How is his situation...how?"

Mo De was the most vocal, and Maude couldn't stop the action in his hand and turned to look at the Mo.

"Trying to hang on to a sigh. But using those hormones all the time can't change the tendency of the Chief of Staff Zhan's viscera to fail."

Although Hu said before that he couldn't save Zhan Baili Mod, he didn't need to stay in the Imperial Army.

But as a military doctor of the Imperial Army who can be said to be a genius doctor, can there be fewer people who have heard such words?

Human life was originally such a thing. Those who must die cannot be saved, and those who can live cannot die.

Hu looked at Zhan Baili, whose whole body was wrapped in a semi-vacuum most.

There was hope for a reversal before.

But now...unless there are people in this world who can bring back to life...otherwise, I am afraid that God Fairy Daluo will not be able to save Zhan Baili.

After all, Zhan Baili is a supernatural person, he is not ill or injured, but the extreme exhaustion of his mind and force has led to this situation.

I don't even know how to use medicine, even the so-called sacred product for energizing vitality and renewing life is now the same.

Miao's hand was placed on the blanket under Zhan Baili's body, and Miao's expression, who was holding the blanket tightly, was still very fierce.

Maude can fully understand the mood of the most.

After all, when Mu Zhan died that year, most of the generals of the Imperial Army had almost collapsed.

It can be said that if it were not forced by the circumstances of the year. The current imperial army general may be Zhan Baili.

"Famous sword refining blood can only be controlled by Zhan Baili. Now it is frozen in a cold storage of hundreds of degrees Celsius, and it cannot restrain the murderous spirit of the shaman. General, you are also of the ice type, and now there is really no way, the famous sword You should bring back the blood refining."

Maude reluctantly lowered his head to replace the infusion tube for Zhan Baili, while whispering.

However, when he heard the news, Hu Zui frowned and couldn't immediately agree.

The blood refining sword was recast from Mu Zhan's whole body's spirit and blood. How could the murderous aura of the Imperial Army's God of War be so simple that it could be suppressed.

If it weren't for Zhan Baili's natural ice-type ability, he would only use Polar Xuanbing as the best.

If other people want to wear this knife, they simply don't even sleep well.

However, if there is no other way even for the knife to hold the knife, those who guard outside the ice store day and night will suffer mental breakdown tormented by the killing and grievance of blood refining.

"I know."

Hui looked at Zhan Baili's face the most, and could only agree.

Tired for a long time, in the evening, Hu Zhe put the ice in a long box to refine the blood and brought it home.

After getting off the aircraft, he looked at the door courtyard glowing with warm light from the inside out.

Although tired, but my heart has come home.

In fact, it is really a rare happiness.

The long box exuding cold air could not leave Hu Zong's side.

So when I returned to the bedroom, He Jiu, who was the first to see what he was holding, blinked, and it took a long time to realize that he seemed to ask what he was holding the most.

"Refining blood."

Hu Zui took off his military hat and hung it on the hanger before approaching He Jiu and placing the box beside him.

"Blood refining?...Famous sword refining blood? Zhan Baili's sword?"

He Jiu asked in surprise while changing into loose home clothes.

"Yep."

The most tired and somewhat helpless answer.

And after hearing the affirmation from the most personally, he didn't know what wine Zhan Baili had almost died in this battle, and was suddenly stunned in place.

For a long time, I couldn't understand why Zhan Baili's sword was in the hands of Hu.

"What's wrong?...Speaking of which, I haven't seen Teacher Zhan for a long time. Did he make any mistakes? He was actually confiscated with his sword?..."

He Jiu blinked his eyes, taking it for granted that Zhan Baili's sword was in the hands of Hu Zhu because of a mistake.

Open the closet and take out the best home clothes.

When he walked to the front of Hu who was sitting on the bed, He Jiu put his best home uniform on his hand, and he bends down skillfully to unbutton his best military uniform one by one.

"He never made a mistake."

Huo was the most allowed to drink and act, and his face was not good, but he also seemed more reluctant to speak.

"That's...what's wrong?..."

He Jiu looked at Hu's most expression, but also felt that the thing behind it seemed not as simple as he thought.

Although, as his wife, he really shouldn't talk too much about the military affairs of the army.

But after all, Zhan Baili was an acquaintance who had helped him protect him.

You shouldn't be ignored by yourself for granted.

He Jiu's unconscious face also wore some worries.

The melancholy sighed like nothing, the sadness between the eyebrows is also more obvious.

I haven't heard the most sigh like this for a long time when I've been together with the most.

He Jiu stared straight into his eyes and waited for the next step, so he unnaturally stopped even his most undressed action.

"The battle for Jidia, in order to find the enemy's trap. Zhan Baili...in a dangerous situation, one person fights against a number of ruthless powerhouses, doing all they can to..."

Hu Zong had never thought of telling He Jiu about this matter.

However, without Zhan Baili's suppression of blood refining, he could only bring him by himself.

It is necessary to explain to He Jiu, and Hu most naturally did not intend to deceive He Jiu in this matter.

And He Jiu listened to Hu's lowest speaking and finished briefly.

Staring, I couldn't believe this terrible news for a long time...

"he died?……"

He Jiu's hands even began to tremble.

Standing in front of Huo, his hand was still on the button in front of Huo.

If He Jiu knows relatives and friends in this world by no means a few.

But just talking about Qizhan Baili, that is besides the second friend who knows him.

Zhan Baili is of course also a soldier with a little rigid dogma.

But when I really think of Zhan Baili's goodness, he always wanted to retreat to Zhan Baili He Jiu, and when he heard the news of Zhan Baili's death, his nose was sore and his eyes were red.

He looked at He Jiu's reluctant expression the most, and it was not difficult to understand how He Jiu cared about the people around him.

Before he knew it, no matter what he or what wine was, he already regarded Zhan Baili as a close friend who could entrust his life to death.

Hu put He Jiu in his arms most backhanded.

"People haven't completely died yet, but Maude said...unless there are people in this world who can come back to life...otherwise...the original force is exhausted, the internal organs are weak...the same will die."

He Jiu, who was most held in his arms, suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, but his eyes were not completely sympathetic and regretful...

"You said... the other person is not dead yet?..."