I am invincible and just want to live my daily life by doting on my wife

People in love are mostly like idiots.

Yan Ji and Chenyue are no exception from some perspectives.

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A meal that originally took only twenty minutes took the two of them to eat for half an hour.

The two of them at the next table had already checked out and left.

Just as Yan Xin and Chenyue were about to return to school, a muffled sound came from an apartment not far away.

A roaring fireball shot out from the room, and the magic energy of the flame bomb was instantly recognized by the words.

Several figures in police uniforms rushed over and ran upstairs.

Smoke billowed from the apartment, and black smoke slowly drifted into the sky.

Isn't this a murder in broad daylight?

It's really heifer to Antarctica - the cow is to the extreme.

"Brother Chen, do you want to help?"

"Let's sweep the snow in front of each family, someone takes care of this matter, we can't rob them of their jobs."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mobile phone in his pocket began to vibrate.

He had a not-so-good premonition.

Pull out your phone.

Han Xinhe: Big brother, the police station contacted our Dusk Authority to help solve a magical incident.

Speech Marks: (@ー-ー@)

Han Xinhe: It seems that near the school, a ghost clan has entered a state of loss of control, and the strength of demonic energy has reached the peak of [Liuli], and those ordinary police can't handle it.

"Chenyue, you go back to the classroom and wait for me first."

"Well, it's okay, I'll just wait here."

Yan Wei nodded, and he flashed to the door of the apartment at a very fast speed.

Upstairs, there were several male hissing roars, faintly mixed with a little bit of women's sobs.

In addition, there was a continuous stream of gunshots and the breathing of other men besides the police and the ghost clan.

Yan Ji quickly ran from the stairs to the floor where the fire appeared just now.

A large man with a burly body and ten-pack abs slowly moved forward in the barrage.

The so-called barrage is the rain of bullets from the three gunmen squatting in front of the words.

The bullet hit the out-of-control ghost in front of him without pain, his mouth gasping for breath, and his eyes filled with hatred.

It can be seen that the hatred of the world contains more: hatred

of oneself.

Judging from the appearance, this ghost clan should have been an uncle of about forty years old before it lost control.

Yan Mark turned on his mobile phone and took a silent photo to hide temporarily, the ghost clan did not have the urge to kill the others, so Yan Mark decided to let them stalemate for a while.

Because he has something that he has to figure out now.

Words Trace posts photos to group chats.

Marks: Han Xinhe, is this a ghost race out of control?

Han Xinhe: Yes.

Bu Heli: Yes.

Speech marks: What is the essential cause of loss of control? Is there still a way to get it back?

Bu Heli: This is a magical energy that exists in many races called the Divine Destruction Force, which is activated at certain times, such as strong emotional fluctuations or desperate desire to do something.

Bu Heli: Once activated, reason will be transformed into magical energy, irreversible. Even if the magic energy is stopped, the reason has been exhausted.

Yan Xin put away his mobile phone and saw the big man who was still carrying bullets in front of him.

My heart is a little uncomfortable.

"Why are you willing to sacrifice yourself..." The

out-of-control ghost finally couldn't suppress the mania in his heart, his eyes erupted with bright red flames, his heels compressed the demonic energy, and his whole body shot out.

Seeing that the three policemen were about to turn into prisoners under the claws of the ghost clan in the next second, Yan Xin galloped out with a red sword in his hand.

The crimson sword shadow flashed, and a half-black ghost screamed on the red sword, and the words accurately ended the life of the ghost clan, and blood splashed on the wall.

"I hope you rest in peace..." Yan

Xinjian's body shook slightly, shaking off the blood droplets attached, and walked into the room without looking back.

Left behind were three distraught policemen, whose phones had just rang.

On the other end of the phone: "The people of the Dusk Authority have just gone over to take over, you guys are ready to retreat." "

Hmm... Saying...... The Dusk Authority's... Is it human... The strength is too supermodel..." The

reason why Yan Chen wanted to enter the room was because he had heard the four life activities downstairs before, except for the four who opened the door.

Inside the room, there were a bunch of people who were no longer breathing.

Only one man was still dying, stretching out his hand to Yan Chen: "Help... I..." Yan

Ji glanced at it a little, and there were still special drugs scattered in the room.

It is another gang under the big-headed ghost organization.

And this man who is eager to save is the leader of this gang, and I don't know how many lives are indirectly buried in the hands of this guy.

Yan Wei ignored the man who reached out to him.

Be indifference to.

Have only oneself to blame.

There was also a door next to this room, and the sound coming from the room over there was the sobs of women that Yan Xin had heard earlier.

Yan Trace slowly walked over, and the face of the man behind him who was calling for help suddenly became distorted.

"Hey, boy, you don't save me and want to go... Save others? Didn't save it... That woman... Already scrapped.

"Is it still this face in the end?" Yan Ji glanced at the man just now.

Bang!

A beam of light shot out from the fingertips of the words mark and passed through the man's forehead, ending his sins early.

Yan Wei opened the door of the room, and a young girl about his age lay there against the wall.

At the first moment he saw the girl, he was sure that he could judge that this girl was the daughter of the out-of-control ghost clan.

And that ghost clan may just want to protect their daughter.

Yan Xin saw the half-signed deed of sale on the table next to him.

The girl was still thinking in pieces: "My father was deceived into being addicted to that broken drug, and I was still sold, I really want to die..." Yan

Mark approached the girl in front of him: "Na, in the end, your father still reined in the precipice for you, did not completely drag you into the water, you still have a future, don't be stumbling."

"I want to... Die, kill me.

"Oh, good."

Yan Chen's wrist rotated slightly, and with a snort, the red sword had already wiped into the girl's neck.

The girl had tears in her eyes, and her pupils shrank suddenly, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.

Yan Wei looked at her trembling gums with clenched lips, and had already guessed the ending: "Hey, I'm doing it." "

Wait... I don't want to die..." The girl's bean-sized tears rolled down her cheeks drop by drop.

The girl cried and said to Yan Ji, "I should ... What to do!

"Just don't pity yourself when you are crawling in the world, it will only make people fall into endless despair like nightmares." After saying that, he disappeared into the room.

He doesn't have that false comfort, he's not the kind of person who bandages the wounds of a bird on the asphalt road and then lets it spread its wings and fall to the ground.

Yan Wei knew his powerlessness, and in the chaotic era, he was able to protect a person meticulously, and he was satisfied enough.

Tatsuki is almost all his tenderness.

Yan Chen took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Han Xinhe: A little unhappy, step up the investigation of the big-headed ghost organization.