Heavens and Worlds Pawn System

Zhang Yu picked up her mobile phone and looked at it, then came to the balcony and called the other party. See ‘Mao. Line, Chinese. Text, Net

"Hello ..." The call was soon connected, and a low, husky voice came out of the cellphone.

"Leader, I may not be able to find the suspected word master named Fuchuan now," Zhang Yu said softly.

"reason."

"My Zodiac fairy is gone, as if dead, and I can't receive any more sense." Zhang Yu said sadly.

It is not a matter of overnight that it is necessary to nurture a character, and it is a long process to cultivate this character into a weapon. For Zhang Yu, the disappearance of Dishian was almost a few years of hard work, and she always felt unacceptable.

"I see." The mysterious leader said, "You don't need to worry about this. I will arrange for others to contact Fuchuan again. You should hurry up and write another book again, and strive to give birth to new characters at an early date. . "

After the call was hung up, Zhang Yu clenched his right fist, his sharp nails penetrated deeply into the meat, and the blood dropped on the ground.

There is a sound on the ground.

...

My name is Fu Chuan. I am a female of gender, with long legs and a beautiful goddess. However, it is a pity that because of my career, I am too dwelling. I was dragged to the age of 28 this year and I have not found a boyfriend.

Today is a very important day for me, because I am going to confess to someone, I do n’t know what his name is, I do n’t know who he is, I do n’t know his preference, but every time I go out I will be at the crossroads Mouth, the man met above the crosswalk.

When he first met him, he wore a snow-white shirt and smiled at me. At that time, I felt that this person was not generally good-looking. See ‘Mao. Line, Chinese. Text, Net

Goodbye later, he shouted at me and gave me the red scarf on his neck. From that moment, I was sure I liked it ...

In a rented house in the city's central district, columnist Fuchuan of Tianxiang Website stood in front of a three-dimensional mirror and looked at the mirror's more charming face than the flowers. He could not help grinning, exposing white teeth.

In fact, she doesn't like to wear a scarf, but because the scarf was sent by that person, it makes a little more sense.

She reached out and smoothed the folds on the scarf, took a deep breath, came to the familiar crossroads, in front of the crosswalk, waited, waited, watched, and the smile on her face grew over time. Lighter.

From morning to evening, that person never appeared.

Uncomfortable, she called and asked the editor to take two days off. She waited so hard for two days. However, the person still didn't come.

In the middle of the night, there were no pedestrians on the road, only passing cars whistling past.

The light in Fuchuan's eyes was completely gone. When the green light at the end of the sidewalk lit up, she walked step by step, and the scarf in her hand fell smoothly along the way.

"Miss Fuchuan, hello."

As she walked across the sidewalk, along a row of bright street lights, and turned back to the rental house, a beautiful woman with a large burgundy wavy hairstyle walked across from her and stopped in front of her.

Fuchuan stepped back two steps, and distanced herself from each other: "I don't know you."

"Introduce yourself, my name is Huayao, the flower of the flower, and the escape of the chaos." The woman smiled slightly and said softly.

"Is there anything wrong with Miss Hua Yan?"

"Are you waiting for someone?" Hua Yan asked.

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

Hua Yan waved his hand and said, "Miss Fuchuan doesn't have to be so alert. If I want to be against you, I won't talk to you like this. To make a long story short, I'm a name spiritualist and belong to the Word Spirit Association. The informer observed that Miss Fuchuan has the potential to become a spiritual master, so I am here. "

What is this woman talking about? Fuchuan was confused, and looked down at the mobile phone, it was almost twelve, and could not help but shivered, thinking that he had seen a ghost, and immediately did not answer, quickly bypassed the other party, moving forward.

"Miss Fuchuan, don't you want to see the person who gave you your scarf again?" Hua Yan shouted at her back.

Fuchuan walked slightly, but felt that this woman was too weird and too evil, so despite being curious in her heart, she didn't turn around.

Hua Ling left her like watching her escape, and smiled as if she saw her former self, and learned to extradite her predecessor. She was not anxious and nervous, and followed slowly behind Fuchuan.

After meeting more often that day, this Ukikawa will inevitably slowly put down his alert and be driven by curiosity in his heart to continue talking with himself.

It's strange that Fuchuan clearly felt that someone was following him. But when she turned to look over, she did not see half a figure on the empty street.

Because of this weird feeling in her heart, she did not dare to go home, so she slowly surrounded the circle around the week, and gradually came to a shop that was still open at night.

Looking through the glass window, there was a hot Oden cooking inside, and Fuchuan was a little hungry, so he pushed in and walked in.

"Hello, please bring me twenty dollars for Oden cooking," Fuchuan said.

"Well, wait a moment." Xia Dongqing instinctively replied behind the cashier counter, and for a moment he lifted his eyes and paused.

Behind this woman, he also saw another creature, which he called a creature because he looks like a human, but he has no popularity at all.

"What's wrong?" Seeing his eyes blinking behind him, Fuchuan also turned his head, still seeing nothing.

"Nothing, what exactly do you want to eat?" Xia Dongqing shook her head.

"You can just pick it up for me later," Fuchuan said, looking up and looking around. Eventually, he arrived at the guest rest area and sat down in a corner.

"Can you see me?" The weird creature stood in front of Xia Dongqing and asked.

Xia Dongqing nodded silently, just ready to say something, Yu Guang suddenly saw Su Jin push the door and walked in, waved at him, greeted him, and went straight to Fuchuan in the corner.

"Hello, are you Miss Fuchuan?"

Fuchuan looked up in confusion, and saw that this was a good-looking boy, dressed in a decent casual outfit, exuding a close breath all over his body.

"What's wrong today? Why do so many people know me and come to me?" Fuchuan said slightly softly, muttering softly.

Su Jin's eyes lightened, and she asked, "Did anyone ever look for you before I came?"

"Yes, it's a red-haired woman," Fuchuan said, "who are you and what do you want to do?"