General: Start The Demon King, Get The Editing System

But who would that person be?

If you guessed correctly, Daddy's disappearance should have been done by him.

If this is the case, then it is not the ghost mother who is eyeing herself, but a terrifying ghost who can use the eighteen mud plows.

Is it the cat?

No, if it was really her, she had been hidden behind the scenes for so long, there was no need to appear now.

And the most important point is why Daddy's voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

Is it that he can only be in secret for some reason, or is it his own psychological reaction.

Xia Feng frowned, only feeling that the city was shrouded in a fog that was constantly cut and messed up.

His grandmother's, don't want to.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of irritation, and Xia Feng simply lay down on the bed.

The next day, the summer breeze was woken up by the beautiful girl's bed service.

"Oh, what are you doing?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Linger and Zhao Xiyu's two faces that shocked the world, and Xia Feng did not feel happy.

Although Zhao Xiyu is a ghost, but after living for so long, everyone's living habits are the same, eating fragrant and smelly, looking good-looking, and still saying a dream or two when sleeping.

"From today, I will sleep with you."

Zhao Xiyu's pretty face flashed a crimson and spoke.

"Well, good."

Xia Feng replied in confusion, and after a long time, he realized that something was wrong, and instantly sobered up: "What did you say?!"

"No, I'm a seven-foot man, but I value my reputation very much, and I don't agree!"

He took half a step back and covered his chest and looked at the two warily.

Unexpectedly, Chen Linger did not object.

"You're sorry to say!"

Zhao Xiyu rolled her eyes.

"Since the incident in the hospital, my strength has not grown since it reached the level of a ghost!"

"If you don't practice hard, what does it have to do with my summer wind?"

Xia Feng rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"It's a big deal!"

Zhao Xiyu said angrily: "I now seriously doubt that the ghost who signed the contract with your undertaker must reach a certain degree of tacit understanding with the undertaker if he wants to improve his strength!"

"When my strength reaches the peak, if I want to improve further, I must improve my tacit understanding."

"I see."

Xia Feng nodded in realization: "So in order to improve the tacit understanding between the two of us, you must share a bed with me."

"Yes."

Zhao Xiyu nodded emphatically.

Xia Feng was a little dumbfounded, but he didn't expect such a good thing.

It's just that when you pick ghosts in the future, you have to be more serious, those who forget their facial features, those who lack arms and legs.

What kind of pure and cold school flower ah, the big sister of the succubus sucking the pith, please come more.

"You have no opinion, though?"

Xia Feng looked at Chen Linger and asked curiously.

"There were."

Chen Linger nodded and looked out the window expressionlessly: "So the two of us said okay and slept together."

"No, have you asked my opinion?"

The summer wind is upset, this is taking yourself for something.

He is the owner of this funeral club!

"So what's your opinion?"

The two asked.

Xia Feng's face sank, and he swept over the two with an inspecting gaze.

"My opinion is, of course, yes!"

He said with a grin as if changing his face.

Being able to share a bed with two women, isn't that the plot of his meow Japanese light novel?

Then do you need to ask him?

Please climb into bed in the middle of the night!

Under the command of Xia Feng, the three moved the bed in Xia Ye's house.

Fortunately, the summer breeze's room is big enough, and the two beds put together are not crowded.

After doing all this, the three stood in a row, silently gazing at the soft big bed.

Then, Zhao Xiyu spoke.

"From today onwards, the three of us will really live together, Xia Feng you sleep in the innermost, I sleep in the middle, and you sleep on the outermost."

Chen Linger smiled, and smiled coldly.

"Let you cultivate tacit understanding, not let you sneak around."

Zhao Xiyu's face changed, and his eyes flashed with warlike intent: "What did you just say?"

Chen Linger shook her head, ignored her, and sat directly in the middle of the bed.

"Some people, don't be unaware, the surface character is high and cold, but it is actually sullen!"

Hiss!

This sentence was extremely lethal, frightening Xia Feng to quickly take a few steps back and hide at the door.

The next war is definitely to surpass the existence of the Ghost King level.

It's better to hide away from this kind of small dish and not be affected.

"What did you say?!"

Zhao Xiyu's expression was extremely cold, and he used the words as a knife: "You have the face to say me?" Who do you think you think everyone is dangling around in a small vest at home all day like you?!

"I'm fitness!"

Chen Linger's expression changed, and she instantly broke her defense.

"If you are not convinced, let's go out and fight!"

"Heh, I have long seen that you are unhappy, obviously a supporting role, what kind of heroine is pretending to be here?!"

At this time, Zhao Xiyu and Chen Linger each held the hand of the extremely destructive companion ghost weapon Nergale, and the other held the sand eagle, and the atmosphere reached the freezing point.

Xia Feng knew that he had to stand up at this time.

"What, we're a funeral club, not a crematorium."

He raised his hand and said angrily.

"If you two can't earn it, I might as well give you a suggestion."

Xia Feng pursed his chin and said: "It doesn't matter who is in the middle, the three of us are innocent, why do we need to avoid suspicion for this kind of thing?" Hearing

Xia Feng's words, the expressions of the two eased a little.

"How about this, let me sacrifice and sleep in the middle to calm your anger."

Xia Feng sighed and said with extreme embarrassment.

"Although my reputation is important, I don't want to ruin the friendship of the three of us because of this incident!"

As soon as the words came out, the two reacted, they quarreled, but it was the summer wind that watched the play.

The triangle is the most stable relationship, and for a while the two also calmed down.

"That's the end of the matter, that's all there is to it."

Zhao Xiyu snorted and spoke.

Although she didn't want to, she didn't want to give up living here.

Chen Linger also nodded, "I don't have an opinion either.

"By the way, how is Sister Zhou?"

The rest of the matter yesterday was all left to them, and Xia Feng did not care too much about Zhou Yi's condition.

"She had good luck."

Chen Linger spoke: "Just yesterday, the director of the Ghost Hunting Division of Xincheng just returned from the capital after a meeting, he is an extremely powerful three-turn healing profession, and he has pulled Zhou Yi back from the lifeline, although he is now in a coma, but there is no big problem.

Xia Feng was slightly stunned.

Isn't that too coincidental?

Zhou Yi was severely eroded by the ghost mother, and although she tried her best to save it, even Xia Feng couldn't say whether she could survive.

And the director of the ghost hunting department of Xincheng just returned, and all this seemed to be calculated.

At this moment, Chen Linger's phone rang.

She put down the phone, she looked at the summer breeze, and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Yi is awake, and the director wants to see you." "