Ancient holy beasts in the wealthy

With clues and Yan Youjiu's help, Feng Shu moved quickly and actually found the address.

Xin Zhu stared at the bird man in the photo who was pretending to be a man but actually looked like Batman, and pondered for a long time: "Is he the one who bought the reward?"

Feng Shu's expression was slightly subtle: "Yes, this person is different from ordinary people, look here..."

Flipping through another hidden document, Xin Zhu fell silent.

Birdman is a cyborg.

Zhou Xingrang said with a tense face: "It's not humane to study and transform people."

Birdman is in his early twenties, and his identity is the illegitimate son of the president of Flying Pigeon Country. He was once a pure human being, but somehow he has become neither human nor demon.

After looking at the bird man in the photo, and comparing it with the photo of him when he was young, Xin Zhu let out a "huh".

There is not much difference in appearance, but the temperament of the whole body is completely different.

A sunny day, out of tune with worldly affairs.

A black duck to the extreme, like a thug.

Xin Zhu narrowed his eyes: "He stole my information first, and then took revenge on me for the president?"

Feng Shu said angrily: "It should be, I think he has become abnormal, but he still retains some human memories."

Professor Jiang is very interested in biological experiments, so he was also invited this time. He carefully observed the photos.

After making a deal with Xin Zhu, Professor Jiang's father and daughter settled in Quanshan and accepted it well.

The two special forces who protected him stayed on standby.

Gently putting down the materials, Professor Jiang frowned thoughtfully and said, "I seem to have seen this kind of thing somewhere..."

One sentence attracted everyone's attention.

Professor Jiang recalled and slapped his chin: "Well, I remembered, he was my classmate when I was a doctor."

He remembered that he was a very powerful student from Feige Country, extremely talented in biology, and obtained several patents before graduation.

That guy had something like this on his desk.

At that time, he asked curiously.

The man said that angels are very powerful, they have talents and confidence that humans cannot obtain.

Then, that guy seemed to drop out of school when he was about to graduate, disappeared for a while, and then opened a private hospital, right?

Professor Jiang didn't know him very well, just a casual acquaintance. He hadn't contacted him after graduation, and he didn't know how he was doing now.

Xin Zhu nodded.

Feng Shu imitated his master and spewed out two puffs of gas, but unfortunately there was no smoke or fire.

It's limp and has no momentum.

Zhou Xing made it funny.

"Master, when are we going to bring down the dark net?" Feng Shu was gearing up, unable to control the urge to move in his body.

Xin Zhu rubbed her cheeks and raised her chin: "Erasure the mission about Quanshan, and start a new mission."

Grinning his mouth, the boss showed a mouthful of small white teeth.

"A tooth for a tooth."

Feng Shu understood in seconds, his eyes lit up immediately: "Hey! They tricked us like this, we have to fight back, right?"

Crackling and tossing on the computer, Feng Shu suddenly turned his head and pouted his mouth and said: "Master, how much should we set the reward for?"

Speaking of which, he didn't want to give any money.

Baby Pixiu snorted, and stretched out two fingers sadly: "No more."

Feng Shu was surprised and said: "Just 200 million? Is it a little less..."

Birdman looks ugly, but he is really generous. The 2000 million bounty offered to Quanshan's boss is ten times worse. I'm afraid not so many people will respond.

Baby Pixiu was just and awe-inspiring: "Two hundred."

This is the bottom line amount.Let Pixiu take money out of his pocket, it would kill the beast.

The little one was pitiful, as if he had been wronged by the sky, Xin Zhu was amused: "That's two hundred."

Feng Shu: "..."

The passionate Feng Shu was defeated by Master's indiscriminate favor.

Feng Shu's expression was stiff, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Master, it's useless to put up our bounty, it's impossible for them to talk to us."

Xin Zhu was silent for a few seconds, and changed her mind under Baby Pixiu's cute and sweet smile: "Then let's exchange it with jade."

He has so much there that he can just clear some of the space.

Feng Shu: "..."

What else can he say, he is also very desperate.

The little white tiger watching everything bites its claws and envies, the most rare thing for mother is not him.

Feng Shu jumped up suddenly, and exclaimed: "Eh? Someone actually offered him a reward? The amount is one, two, three, four... I rely on [-] million?!"

This man is so valuable.

Feng Shu opened up the personal information of the bounty offerer with a look of admiration: "This person is not anonymous, his name is, huh?"

He was dumbfounded, and said dumbfounded: "Pfft, this should be Shigong."

Is the name "Jiuzhu" or something showing affection?

Xin Zhu blinked, blinked again, and looked at the screen curiously: "[-] million rewards for the dog's head of the birdman..."

A smile gradually filled his eyes, and Mr. Xin was satisfied.

Baby Pixiu calculated silently.

Xin Zhu waved his hand: "Then leave the matter to Yan Youjiu, don't waste your respective jobs, take it easy and work hard after rest."

"Okay, okay!" Feng Shu nodded quickly.

When everyone reached the elevator, Xin Zhu stopped Feng Shu: "Your cultivation hasn't improved, why don't you understand?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Feng Shu looked bitter: "Master, I really don't understand."

Those were too unreal, he couldn't feel any cyclones.

He really tried his best.

Xin Zhu frowned: "The painter's method doesn't work? Are you not human?"

Where is not people.Feng Shu rubbed his face, he probably really wasn't good enough for cultivation, it's okay to use technology into martial arts, but if you ask him to practice purely, he will die.

Xin Zhu's fingertips tapped on the table, making a "da da" sound, and the small wooden hammer struck Feng Shu's heart in a leisurely manner.

Every time Feng Shu was shocked, he was like a scumbag who was afraid of being scolded for getting a zero score in the exam.

Feng Shu lowered his head, he was also very annoyed, he just couldn't understand.

Zhou Xingrang, who was studying with him, had achieved some success, which made him look like an inattentive, stupid idiot.

He is really embarrassing to Master.

Xin Zhu hesitated for a few seconds: "It's fine if it's not suitable."

There was no scolding, nor disappointment. The tone of Mr. Xin was very flat, as if a drop of water had fallen.

There are only a few ripples on the surface of the lake, and it will return to calm after swaying.

Feng Shu opened his mouth blankly: "...Master, I..."

Xin Zhu waved his hand: "Try other methods, but I still don't get the hang of it. I'll just get through it."

Feng Shu was startled, jumped up suddenly and exclaimed: "Eh? Is it the legendary enlightenment? Master, I can do it! I can do it!"

Xin Zhu glanced at him: "The process may die."

Feng Shu shuddered, and then clenched his fists: "Master, I am your apprentice, and I am embarrassing you now."

He is very hardworking, sleeping cross-legged in addition to his lover's time, but he is not an egg.

If he knew there was such a way, he would have begged for it.

Xin Zhu looked him up and down: "Okay, you can ask Xiao Lu when he is free, when will he have two free days and when will he do it."

Feng Shu was bewildered, swallowed "Gudong", he suddenly had an ominous premonition: "Why?"

Xin Zhu said indifferently: "I'm afraid that if you die, it will be very troublesome to practice the ghost way."

Feng Shu: "..."

Feng Shu: "!!!"

You are my dear master, even paving the way for me to die.

What is there to worry about?

Feng Shuxin has a big nerve and is very moved.

Taking out the phone, Xin Zhu said indifferently: "Ghost cultivators need to be pure-hearted and ascetic within a hundred years, so it doesn't matter if Xiao Zhou agrees."

Suddenly his eyes widened, and Feng Shu quickly waved his hands: "No, this won't work, is he going to be seduced by the handsome old man?"

Zhou Xingrang, who was waiting patiently, looked at him speechlessly, and finally couldn't hold back a rebuttal.

"I'm only interested in you."

But his rebuttal was more like a confession.

The two people glanced at each other, and Xin Zhu, who was alone for a while, urged unhappily: "Go, go, do what you should do."

The two of them came back excitedly less than half an hour after they left, and a priest with dreadlocks was also pulled along.

The pastor spread his hands: "I came over as soon as I got the news."

Xin Zhu, who just played two games and read a novel, raised her eyebrows: "Aren't zombies making trouble?"

When mentioning this matter, the pastor was quite emotional: "Yeah, don't dare to make trouble. Being obedient makes me feel that it is a waste of time to let Hanba train."

Thinking of something, Xin Zhu smiled: "I'm afraid I was frightened."

The braided boy smiled without saying a word.

After two of the seven new zombies died, they calmed down completely, especially the sniper, who had reached the level of frightened birds that were prohibited by law.

Xin Zhu said clearly: "Well, if they persist, commutation of sentence is fine."

The pastor smiled: "I understand, I will pay attention."

As a junior, Feng Shu didn't dare to disturb Master, wiped off the sweat from his palms, and was still very nervous when he saw him.

Zhou Xingrang's eyes were full of worry, he hesitated to speak, and secretly held hands to give him some strength.

Zhou Xingrang: If you can't accept it, then...

Feng Shu: No, I can do it.

Sighing faintly, Zhou Xingrang touched his lover's hairy head. He chose to believe in his lover and Master.

The small movements of the two did not escape Xin Zhu's eyes, his brows were slightly raised, and his lips were pursed unconsciously.

What is Yan Youbing doing?

The system suppressed a smile, it has seen through everything.

The system coughed lightly, trying not to gloat in his tone: "Boss Yan is dealing with those miscellaneous things."

Xin Zhu pursed her lips, "Has he already dealt with it?"

It's a little bit sweet.

Yan Xiaolong was rewarded with two fried eggs for dinner.

Xin Zhu raised her finger: "You come here, your life is in danger, are you sure?"

The giggling boy suddenly showed a resolute expression, Feng Shu's dark eyes were full of confidence and determination: "Yes, I'm sure."

Nodding in satisfaction, Xin Zhu's fingertips ignited a flame, "Keep your eyes open and don't move."

The flame as thin as a hair has the power to destroy the world.

The flames scorched people, and Feng Shu was sweating profusely.

The pastor sighed, picked up a towel and handed it to Feng Shu: "Bite on this."

The flames swayed in the air, and Xin Zhu warned: "Don't close your eyes!"

"Ah..." With a wail of pain, Feng Shu subconsciously closed his eyes, but held back with a strong will.

Physiological tears gushed out, and the big boy's body trembled violently due to the pain.

Zhou Xing made his heart ache: "Master, he..."

Xin Zhu glanced at him and said appreciatively: "Well, the situation is not bad. After he adapts to this intensity, we will proceed to the second round."

What the hell?Another round?

Zhou Xingrang's heart was dying of pain, wishing that he was the one rolling all over the floor: "It's okay, it's okay."

He hugged his lover's head, resisting the urge to hug him away.

Feng Shu's face had already been distorted, and his whole body seemed to be being torn apart and reassembled. The pain was so painful that he really wanted to die.

I don't know how long the heart-piercing pain lasted, but the torment finally passed.

Feng Shu, who was sweating profusely, panted heavily, his gilded pupils were out of focus at the moment, he rolled his eyes: "I..."

"Zhou Zhou, I succeeded...fufufu..."

Zhou Xingrang forced himself to be patient, his lover turned his head and lost his voice, his face turned pale with fright: "Fengshu!"

The healing light covered Feng Shu inside, and the white light lingering all over his body was quite sacred. The priest stopped his hands: "He's fine, he fell asleep from exhaustion."

After confirming again and again, Zhou Xingrang was relieved, and his tense heartstrings relaxed, only to realize that he was already covered in cold sweat.

Zhou Xingrang's eyes were red, and he hugged his lover tightly with sobs: "That's great."

Excited fingers trembled, and he regained his lost face.

Xin Zhu narrowed his eyes.

The starry sky at night in Qingyun City is bright, and the neon lights are shining brilliantly.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, the door of the villa was opened, Xin Zhu heard footsteps and got up from the bed: "Are you back?"

Yan Youjiu took graceful steps, raised her eyes and looked at Xin Zhu on the stairs.

With just one glance, Xin Zhu couldn't help frowning.

Yan Youjiu smiled wickedly, her long and narrow eyes undisguisedly showed a strong aggressiveness, which reminded Xin Zhu of the old dragon from the previous life.

Feeling down to the bottom, Xin Zhu narrowed her eyes and sneered faintly: "Heh."

Yan Youjiu trembled instinctively.

In the next second, the more aggressive and aggressive gaze unscrupulously outlined Xin Zhu up and down: "Baby, don't you recognize me?"

go babyXin Zhu raised his fist of fire, walked on the ground, and flew straight down: "Heh, who is it baby?"

The handsome man didn't expect Xin Zhu to do it as soon as he said so.

Caught off guard was punched.

Yan Youjiu's dark eyes were bottomless, and a thick black mist that looked like water flowed out of him, enveloping Xin Zhu in an instant.

"Baby, it's nice that you're so warm, let me give you a kiss."

The flames of Xinzhu splashed, and the black mist was burned away in the blink of an eye.

But immediately after, a strange fragrance rushed into the nostrils, and Mr. Xin was startled: "What kind of smell is this?"

At the same time, Yan Youjiu, who smelled the scent, was also surprised, showing her figure: "Baby, you smell so good."

Xin Zhu: "..."

He sniffed puzzledly, he had smelled this smell before.

After the warm kiss fell, Xin Zhu was stunned, her pupils were in a trance for a moment, noticing something strange, she subconsciously kicked him out.

Yan Youjiu, who suffered domestic violence, fell on the sofa and covered her face speechlessly: "It's too cruel..."

Is this to murder your own husband? !

Xin Zhu's cheeks were slightly flushed, he didn't know where the fragrance came from, he frowned: "Is Yan sick?"

Yan Youjiu leaned on her chin lazily, "It's me, baby, you can't treat them differently."

The same person cannot be favored by the master personality.

"You are sick."

Xin Zhu didn't bother to talk to him.

This personality is very similar to the old dragon in some ways, which always makes him want to get angry.

Seeing that his wife really left without looking back, Yan Youjiu lowered her eyes and showed a depressed wry smile, why didn't she like him.

The pupils gradually lost focus, and they re-gathered in the blink of an eye. Mr. Yan rubbed his painful forehead: "Hiss."

Snatch the body when he is weak from fighting.

annoying.

But he must admit that the personalities are very different, but each one is him.

Reluctantly spit out foul breath, the master's personality is sad and at the same time sweet like eating sugar, his wife loves him the most.

Lifting up the hem of her clothes and staring at the footprints, Yan Youjiu shook her head with a broken smile, guessing that this area will be green tomorrow.

It's not easy to start.

After cleaning on the first floor go upstairs into the master bedroom.

Xin Zhu didn't raise her eyes: "Go out."

Wrapped in the familiar breath, Yan Youjiu held back a smile and said, "Xiaozhu, I miss you."

After a pause, Xin Zhu narrowed his eyes and looked at him, his expression gradually eased: "You're back? There are two fried eggs."

Yan Youjiu frowned in her heart: "Yes."

After getting a kiss, Mr. Yan compared himself with several of himself, and became more and more satisfied: "I'm sorry just now, I couldn't control it..."

That sewer birdman was indeed very cunning, but the birdman ran away but did not get well, and he lost a pair of wings.

I'm afraid I won't be able to fly anymore.

Yan Youjiu frowned: "But he can release demon energy, so he should be deeply infected."

Being able to transform demons shows that the evil in Birdman's heart has long been disapproved by the world, and he has degenerated into a devil.

Xin Zhu nodded: "Yes."

Professor Feng was stunned by his magic energy.

Although it took a lot of effort, the priest finally got rid of the cursed energy.

Yan Youjiu embraced the man, and kissed him rare on the cheek: "I'm not worried that he will fight alone, he won't be able to defeat the beast of Quanshan."

"I'm more concerned that he can stimulate the malice in human hearts, so as to develop the same race."

It is difficult to deal with one demon, but it is even more terrifying to deal with countless ones.

Human beings will experience more or less ups and downs, often lose and anger, which is nothing in ordinary times, but if it is infinitely magnified.

Devil energy can amplify negative emotions of human beings, and when negative emotions reach a certain level, new devil energy will be bred.

Influence each other, diffuse each other.

Xin Zhu squinted her eyes, and kissed him back unwilling to take a disadvantage: "It's something more annoying than the zombie virus."

Yan Youjiu couldn't laugh or cry, and kissed again playfully.

The corners of Xin Zhu's mouth pulled down.

Without saying a word, he pinched Yan Zongjun's face and counterattacked several times with "Baji Baji".

After blowing out two puffs of smoke, Mr. Xin was finally happy.

The smile in his eyes gradually deepened, Yan Youjiu hugged him and sighed: "OK, OK, you won, Xiaozhu is so cute, why do I like you so much!"

"Hmph." Xin Zhu's ears were flushed, and she realized that she was too naive.

Yan Youjiu smiled, and then said seriously: "However, I think the magic energy should be afraid of your power."

After all, magic energy is bad luck, but bad luck 2.0.

The flame of Xinzhu can burn all things, and it is not difficult to wipe out the magic energy. The problem is that human beings are too weak and not strong enough.

He can not only burn off the devil energy, but also devour the human beings that resonate with the devil energy.

Xin Zhu rubbed his forehead: "Shall I also make a peace talisman?"

Yan Youjiu was taken aback, thinking of the steps of Baby Pixiu making a safety talisman, she firmly disagreed: "No."

Xiaozhu's hair belongs to him, and he will never let others touch it.

Xin Zhu glared at him with red cheeks.

what belongs.

Feeling so happy in my heart, Big Brother Xin said: "Then try to find a carrier."

The easiest way is to press a flame pattern, which is equivalent to setting up a firewall on the computer, with a layer of protection from fire, which can prevent all evil from invading.

Just like the Ding family who enshrined him, it is impossible to be bewitched by the devilish energy and have terrible thoughts.

Yan Youjiu patted her hair in distress: "Don't think so much, huh?"

Xin Zhu glanced at him.

Daquan Mountain is his territory, and he really doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, but he remembers a human idiom called "the lips are dead and the teeth are cold".

He quite likes Yanhuang, which does not collect taxes, and Minister Wen is also good, and he doesn't want it to be turbulent.

If a country is unstable and unsafe, amusement parks will have no money to make.

Yan Youjiu couldn't help laughing: "Afraid there will be no tourists?"

yes.Xin Zhu nodded.

Early the next morning, as soon as Xin Zhu opened the bedroom door, he was startled by a huge black dog squatting in front of him.

Yan Youjiu patted its three heads helplessly: "This guy..."

Yesterday he tore off Birdman's wings, and let the tortured dog be released.

Then the fierce-looking big dog with three heads generally followed along, and Yan Youjiu turned into a silver dragon and crossed the ocean, and he should be thrown off.

Unexpectedly, when he got up in the morning, he was frightened. The dog was squatting at the door with its whole body wet, and it probably swam all night.

Xin Zhu was stunned: "Swim from Feige Country?"

Very persistent.

Yan Youjiu nodded with a wry smile: "I guess so, he still has seawater on him."

Xin Zhu's eyes lit up, and he said with admiration, "Puppy has a good sense of smell, how does it compare to Taotie?"

The big dog is covered in short black fur, the short hairs stand upside down like a hedgehog.

It has a streak of white between its foreheads in the very center.

Xin Zhu sized her eyes up and urged Yan Youjiu: "Does he recognize you as the master? Take a few steps and I'll take a look."

Yan Youjiu smiled and walked a few steps.

The three-headed dog silently stared at Yan Youjiu, only focusing on him.Seeing people out of sight, he hurriedly stood up and followed with strides.

When the giant dog left the place, Xin Zhu realized that its belly had been seriously injured, and the carpet had already been stained red.

Xin Zhu waved: "Let the pastor show it."

The giant dog glanced at Xin Zhu vigilantly, and squatted beside Yan Youjiu.

Yan Youjiu is extremely tall, the giant dog is more than ten centimeters taller than him when squatting down, like a small elephant.

Xin Zhu rubbed her chin: "There is a guard dog in Daquan Mountain."