Lie Huo Jiao Chou

Ping Qianru said: "In fact, I feel that sometimes the game is quite capable and sloppy, and sometimes it is ruthless. What to do is not to see right or wrong and reason, just to see the results. If it is not good, just pull Covered with a quilt, I ca n’t say it until I ca n’t cover it. There will be no consequences after the disposal, and the decision to destroy it is a good one. Destroyed and destroyed. In this case of the butterfly, if it breaks out and hurts your muscles and bones, you have to deal with it carefully. "

During the conversation, she saw Sheng Lingyuan staring at the small steak next to her, and it was almost cold, and she didn't move. She knew that he was too big for the steak, so she came over to help him cut it. After cutting it, she saw Sheng Lingyuan look at her in amazement, her face turned red again, and asked carefully: "Are you going to eat this? My ... it's easy ..."

Ping Qian is timid and introverted, and does not look good. From childhood to age, she always seems to be out of touch with the surrounding people. If she refuses to be careful with her tail, she risks becoming a "freak". She didn't want to look out of place, so she always tried carefully to stay beside others, silently waiting for the princess's illness one after another.

I thought it would be good if she entered the foreign control bureau. Anyway, here are all freaks. She can go back to the "freak star" to be herself. I didn't expect that the "freak" rules are not less than ordinary people.

Only then did Ling Lingyuan's "I want that, but I don't say, you have to understand the meaning, take the initiative to send me over" the hold-up look too familiar, Ping Qian, if accidentally, deal with the big brother as a princess.

The corner of Sheng Lingyuan's eyes bent slightly, Ping Qianru's face turned redder, and she even had tinnitus.

"Do you ... do you have Jianming?" She stuttered, and after speaking, she felt that the pronunciation of the word "Jianming" sounded like a swearing, and hurriedly changed, "No, I, I am Say what do you call it? "

Sheng Lingyuan thought about it, and the name "Lingyuan" was reported in Chiyuan at that time. Since Xuan Ye ’s little demon covered his identity, he did n’t have to tear down the stage, so he said another name: " My name is Xiao, you are also the one they say ... 'Extraordinary?' "

"Yeah, but I don't know what my special ability is, sometimes I think Yang Chao is more like me than" special ability "and I can't check it out in the bureau, it just shows that my energy level exceeds the" special ability definition " Line ', and they recruited me indifferently. "Pingqian smiled bitterly," The test equipment was broken that day—or else I should stay in school as a researcher. By the way, you do n’t know what a researcher is Right ... "

Sheng Lingyuan didn't seem to say a few words from beginning to end, but after a meal, Ping Qian inexplicably explained his life, not even the "dog **" of the next-door dog.

She is not a talkative person. She rarely talks with others so happily. After dinner, she signs up. The whole person is still dizzy. She suspects that she has a hidden tendency to be an idiot. Hold your tongue. When signing the bill, she inadvertently turned around and saw the sword spirit who claimed to be "Xiao" staring at her thoughtfully, but her gaze didn't stay on her, but she looked through her and looked at something else. .

The eyes were calm and reassuring, but there seemed to be a bit of distant sorrow.

Ping Qian was stunned, and when he was about to look closely, he had already returned to him and smiled at her, his attention was attracted by the ice cream ball in the hands of a child, as if it was just her illusion.

Ten minutes later, under the guidance of Ping Qianru, Sheng Lingyuan finally understood how to get out of the hotel's main entrance. He held a colorful ice cream and sat on the small square in front of the hotel downstairs to see people.

Thanks to his gift, the mall missed a hole and closed it halfway. There was an emergency construction team doing repairs there, but this day was the weekend, and there was still a steady stream of people coming and going in the square.

Sheng Lingyuan's long hair was tied into a bundle, sitting next to the fountain, looks too dazzling, and people can't help but look back at him. His Majesty grew up in the focus of everyone's eyes, and he was not afraid to see. His gaze, he will smile at others.

Half of the passers-by in the square were blushed by him. After a while, several girls came over and asked him for "WeChat". Sheng Lingyuan didn't know what the "micro signal" was, but it didn't prevent him from skipping the topic cleverly, so he still enjoyed talking with people.

Xuan Ye returned from the hospital, took the elevator from the parking lot to the open-air smoking area, leaned down on the railing, and saw the scene at a glance.

He lit a cigarette from Pharaoh and landed on the Intranet of the Exotic Control Bureau.

The electronic office of the General Administration has done a good job, with a clear structure. The registration of "Spiritual Spirit" can be filled out directly online. After reading the "full responsibility agreement" at a glance, Xuanyuan saw a stomachache.

It is really full responsibility, and there is no detail. Even the rule that "the extra board and lodging expenses are paid by the person in charge on business trips" is written.

"What the hell." Xuan Yuan lay on the railing without a bone.

It is absolutely impossible for him to sign this thing, "responsible", provided that he can control it.

Dominion Emperor? What do you think!

Besides, Sheng Lingyuan is not a true sword spirit.

As for sending His Majesty to the quarantine room of the General Administration, it was even a joke. His elders were dissatisfied and could not lift the headquarters building to the bottom?

At this time, he saw that Sheng Lingyuan had finished eating the ice cream. A little girl was pushed out by a friend. She stepped forward and asked shamefully. Sheng Lingyuan nodded happily, and the little girl covered her face and ran to the nearby dessert like a wind. On the stand, he ordered a large cup of hot drink and ran away like another gust.

Xuan Yuan: "..."

He felt that His Majesty didn't need to have any identity, and joking on the side of the road would be enough for him to live well.

Xuan Ye quit the system, locked the screen of his phone, and decided not to file the case.

What to prepare? Anyway, Sheng Lingyuan won't stay honestly, when he said that he lost his sword.

He didn't ask Sheng Lingyuan what he planned to do afterwards—it was useless to ask, the old ghost couldn't tell the truth.

Although they went in and out of the Witch Mound together, they were forced to fight in the same camp several times, but so far, they are basically a plastic friendship that has just broken apart. What's more troublesome is that as soon as they are stained with each other's blood, they will have a troublesome connection. It is not convenient to mix them together. Xuan Yuan pushes himself to think about it. If he is Sheng Lingyuan, the matter of the witch grave is over He should be ready to leave.

When Xuan Ye shampooed her hair, he explained in detail how his identity came. With the cleverness of Sheng Lingyuan, he should have heard that this was a vague guide to how he got into the crowd.

At this moment, Sheng Lingyuan seemed to feel his gaze and looked up at him.

Xuan Yuan's ear rang out, "Thank you for your hospitality."

Xuan Yuan lay on the railing and waved at him lazily.

"The human face butterfly inspection method has been left for you, remember to cut the knife quickly, so as to avoid night long dreams." Sheng Lingyuan stood up, "Little devil, don't stop there."

After he had said it, he took the cup of hot chocolate, took a sip of the sip, turned and merged into the vast sea, and the conspicuous white sportswear and long hair flashed a few times, and then disappeared.

Before Xuan Yuan did not respond, he had already stood up one step and wanted to catch up subconsciously, but just after one leg crossed the railing, he returned to his mind and thought, "Isn't this good?"

Just then, Xiao Zheng sent a message—Director Xiao, who had been quarantined for twenty-four hours, had just remembered to ask him about the sword spirit, Xuan Yuan extinguished the smoke, and he called back while walking: " I'm going to tell you about this, Lao Xiao, do you need to keep a record if you lost your weapon? Hey ... it can't be found as soon as you get back, and you're running away from home ... You say this ... I have n’t received my salary for a month, I have already lost several clothes and a sword! Can I be reimbursed? I think that the “Mitsubishi” they stole that month is good, much cooler than my broken sword ... "

Sheng Lingyuan didn't go far. He was not in a hurry to find his own identity. The matter of gloomy sacrifice was not resolved. He was not quite assured to leave this group of unreliable juniors.

He manipulated Xuanyuan's witch mantra, and while it was night, Sheng Lingyuan swept across the top of the high-rise building, and soon became a wind. Following the breath of that mantra, he arrived at Xiao Zheng's hospital.

Xiao Zheng scanned the spell that Xuan Yuan brought him into the computer—the birdman said that the text on it had no effect on whether it was written or printed—then he made the spell into a transparent watermark and typed it on An emergency notice file did not ask for a yellow office.

The next day happened to be at 9 am on Monday, and every unit organized a regular morning meeting in accordance with the convention.

The witch's charm was compressed in the mail at this time, and along the intranet, the key mark of "first priority" was instantly transmitted to the branches of the Exotic Control Bureaus all over the country. At the same time, almost everyone watched In that "Notice of Investigation on Concealing the Number of Casualties in Illegal Use of Mirror Flower Water Moon Butterfly". This is the first official voice since Bi Chunsheng's accident, and countless ghostly, curious, gossip hands opened the document.

The moment the electronic document was unfolded, everyone glowed white or red.

At the same time, Xuan Yuan wakes up from a weird dream—

He is not an ordinary person, and usually does not dream, especially after the flame ring is broken, even the back of the suspected Sheng Lingyuan never appears.

And generally in the dream, he is just a perspective, just like watching a movie outside the screen, I am not in it, but this time the dream is very strange, Xuan Yuan looked down at his flame-colored robe and pinched Palm-he actually feels!

Just then, his feet suddenly moved by themselves, dragging him in one direction.

Xuan Yuan: "What's the situation?"

He found himself barefoot and walked silently into a dormitory. The servant-like people were dozing little by little, and suddenly woke up and glanced at him.

Xuan Yuan was startled, but saw the servant as if he had not seen him, and closed his eyes sleepily.

"What am I now? Ghost? Ghost? This is a booming one, isn't it Li Gui ... Why go inside, where is this?"

He involuntarily entered the heavy gauze tent, stopped and stared at the person in the tent from a distance.

The man was lying flat, and even in his sleep he seemed to frown uneasily, his eyes frowning.

It is Sheng Lingyuan.

Xuan Ye stunned him for a while, this body still didn't mean to move, thinking: "Sanjin touched into someone's bedroom in the middle of the night, it was like a metamorphosis ... hey, just moved after finishing talking . "

He walked hesitantly to the bed and sat down on his side, wondering whether he was too light or too hard, and there was no dent in the bed.

Xuan Yuan heard him sigh softly: "Just say goodbye today, I'm afraid there will be no day to meet."

Sheng Lingyuan's brow seemed to be a little tighter, Xuan Yuan looked at his face, and frowned, and suddenly there was an indescribable sorrow and attachment.

Then he found that his arm was raised uncontrollably, a bloodless hand was exposed under the fiery red robe, and he touched Sheng Lingyuan's face gently.

Xuan Yuan shook off the strange and strong emotion: "This is not so civilized! Wake up, Your Majesty, someone touches you!"

Sheng Lingyuan on the bed didn't know what was going on. He slept like a dead ghost and didn't wake up even after being touched.

Xuanyuan himself got goosebumps, desperately trying to pull his arms back.

"Really like a pervert ... Hey!"

However, he had sweated out of his head, his hands did not come back, but his body leaned forward.

Xuan Yuan suddenly had an ominous hunch in his heart.

"Lingyuan ..."

He drew the words on the tip of his tongue and smashed them gently.

In the loud "lying trough" in Xuan Yuan's heart, his dreamy but uncontrolled body bowed his head, lightly and religiously covering Sheng Lingyuan's dry and cracked lips. 2k novel reading network