Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

When he cried, Qi Shaoyang, who was originally excited and shy, was frightened.

The Lin Cen he had seen was unrestrained and arrogant, and he had seen a lot of his majestic appearance. When he first heard him crying so miserably, Qi Shaoyang's whole heart tugged.

He even wondered in a trance if he had made a wrong call.

What was faster than consciousness was the comfort of his conditioned reflex, "Hey, don't cry, I'm here."

Lin Cen hiccupped from crying, and said aggrievedly, "Woo, my ears hurt."

Qi Shaoyang was extremely anxious, "What happened, are you injured? Where are you now? I'll pick you up."

Lin Cen sobbed softly and touched his ears. The little bastard bit him so hard that he almost bit off his ear. Although the wound was almost healed under the monster's powerful healing ability, the psychological damage was temporary. It won't be better for a while.

It's not that he has never been injured worse than this, but this is the first time he acted like a baby.

He was very angry, and complained pitifully, "I bought him ice cream, but he still bit me!"

Lin Cen's voice was aggrieved and angry, it was rare for him to want to be a good person, and yet he was played by such a little devil.

He thought to himself, if it wasn't for the fact that the barrier in that house was so powerful that he wouldn't be able to do it for a while, he would have cleaned up this little thing long ago, so he wouldn't be unable to swallow this breath and feel wronged with a mortal.

Hearing what he said, Qi Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the limp Lin Cen made people feel pity and distressed, but the angry accusation could at least show that the other party's life was not in danger.

"Where are you, I'll pick you up now."

Qi Shaoyang's steady voice gave people a sense of security.

The tip of Lin Cen's ears moved, the phone was soaked in water, and the quality of his last days was considered good. His toes were grinding on the ground, and ice and snow were spreading on his drooping eyelids, "No need, I'm far away, I'm I'll be here right away, boy, wash it up and wait for me."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qi Shaoyang's reaction, he cut off the phone and threw it into the air.

He turned to the sky, plucked the strings with his fingertips, and the sudden sound was deafening.

The sound waves spread out from him as the center, but when they touched a point not far away, they turned into curved strings, and the light beam suddenly rose, circling around the person coming, and the beams of light rose firmly from the ground.

The old man in Tang suit who was surrounded in the middle had a peaceful face, and he looked at Lin Cen through the light blue string light.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, so you gave me such a meeting gift, good boy, you have good skills."

Lin Cen sneered, "Old man, hand over your kid, or I won't be polite to you."

The old man put his hands behind his back, even though he was trapped in the prison of light, he still had a kind smile on his face, "How can you be rude? You might as well tell my old man."

Lin Cen tightened his grip on the pipa, and the old man continued unhurriedly, "Since the first moment we met, you have never had the upper hand between you and me, but with two or three drops of blood from the darling of the heavens, you are now To challenge the whole world with delusion, should I say that you are arrogant and arrogant, or should you be brave and fearless and fight to the death?"

The old man sighed, and there was indescribable compassion in his eyes.

Lin Cen felt furious, "Old man, I, Lin Cen, have never been a little monster who can be bullied by others. The premise of not getting into trouble with you is that I am in a good mood."

He yelled angrily, and his voice spread to the entire space with the melody, "I can still write the word burn together!"

As soon as the words fell, the light blue light prison suddenly exploded, and the whole space was almost as bright as day.

Amidst the sound of the rainstorm, Lin Cen floated up and slapped the old man who had escaped from the light prison.

For a moment, the earth shook and time seemed to stand still.

The gust of wind suddenly picked up, blowing Lin Cen's long hair that instantly grew to the back of his waist.

The shadows flickered, and the delicate and magnificent face seemed like a ghost in an instant.

……

After Lin Cen hung up the phone, Qi Shaoyang seemed to have been cast a shadow over his heart. There were bursts of thunder and heavy rain washing over the ground, and his uneasy feeling became more and more intense.

Calling again means turning off the phone. He doesn't know where Lin Cen is now, nor what happened to him. He walks around the house like an ant on a hot pot.

He first ordered his men to search for Lin Cen, but he also knew that most ordinary people would not be able to find him.

He had seen Lin Cen flying around in the sky.

There are not a few gods, ghosts and monsters in Zhiyi novels shrinking to a foot and advancing at a rapid pace. Thinking of the distance that Lin Cen said before he hung up the phone, worries were like vines, tightly entangled in his heart.

He opened the social software, and the topmost message was She Qingye's news.

10 minutes ago, he was still nervously preparing for the first night, and 10 minutes later, he was involved in a suspenseful theater where his boyfriend didn't know where he was or his life was in danger.

He opened the social software, and the topmost message was She Qingye's news.

He suddenly remembered that his assistant She Qingye was also a monster, as if he had found a breakthrough, Qi Shaoyang immediately called him.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. During this waiting time, Qi Shaoyang's hands were trembling unconsciously.

When She Qingye rang out with a somewhat feminine voice, he almost threw the phone out.

She Qingye pulled her packed luggage, squatted on the stairs like a concubine, and rubbed her face fiercely before she dared to answer the phone.

He spoke tremblingly, afraid that Lin Cen, who should be lying in Mr. Qi's arms in his fantasy, would hear him, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Qi, are you done?"

Qi Shaoyang was very anxious, and said quickly, "It's Lin Cen's accident, Assistant She, I need your help."

She Qingye was dazed and confused, "Huh?"

"I don't have time to explain. Can you help me find Lin Cen? He may be injured. The only monster I know is you. Assistant She, can you help me?"

When did Qi Shaoyang ever have such an urgent moment, he even lowered his body subconsciously when talking to She Qingye.

The phone fell to the ground with a clatter.

She Qingye's hand gripping the suitcase was tight, he knelt down and picked up the phone, and then wiped his face, the expression on his face was more than tears.

He choked up, and put the phone back to his ear, "I'll help!"

……

Lin Cen spat out a mouthful of blood and fell limp in the rain.

He looked at the also injured not far away with cold eyes, and laughed loudly as he clutched his chest and looked ugly.

The laughter was sarcastic and mocking.

The old man was worried, but he did his best.

It has never been his nature to live in peace and quiet, he is the jade of Minshan, the thread of Qiongshu, the Lin Cen who would rather break the jade than make it whole, he is the Lin Cen who will burn all the jade and never bow his head to anyone!

"Grandpa!" A crisp child's voice sounded in the rain.

The sound of children's footsteps rattling in the rain was particularly obvious.

The old man waved his palm eagerly, "Go back!"

Lin Cen raised his head suddenly, his eyebrows were sharp, and the strings shot out from his fingertips. He was as anxious as sparks, and before the old man could make a move, he tied the child's limbs and pulled him over and hung him in the air.

Lin Cen smiled sarcastically at the old man, "Old man, so you are not invincible."

The old man sighed, his eyebrows were sad, "He did something wrong and hurt you, the old man cut off his arm on his own initiative, maybe you can relieve your anger?"

Lin Cen was startled, and looked up, the child's arm tied in mid-air suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, which melted into the rain in an instant, and was completely washed away in an instant.

Lin Cen's pupils shrank violently, and the strings wrapped around his wrists disappeared because they had no target. The old man waved his hand, and the child fell lightly from the sky.

With tears in his eyes, the old man took the child with the broken arm into his arms.

The child looked at the old man with admiration and trust in his eyes. He covered his broken arm with one hand, and said in a thin and soft voice, "Grandpa, I don't hurt. Don't be sad."

He was completely different from the brat who begged for ice cream and teased and bit his ear in front of Lin Cen before!

Lin Cen was shocked and at a loss.

He injured his ear, so he got the boy's arm in exchange for revenge.

But he didn't feel half-decomposed, but felt a chill down his spine.

In order to apologize to outsiders, I broke my grandson's arm with my own hands. Even if the arm grows back to the gods, ghosts and monsters, it is not a troublesome thing, but the injury suffered at the moment of breaking is not considered injury?

The old man lowered his head with a calm expression, "Can you relieve your anger?"

Lin Cen's lips twitched, his expression complicated.

I didn't know what to say, so I changed the subject.

"You and I should understand the grievances about this matter, but I came to you today because of another matter."

The old man raised his hand slightly, and the building behind him returned to its original appearance as if time had flowed backwards.

At the entrance of the dark corridor, it looks like a demon that devours people.

Holding the child in his arms, he nodded to Lin Cen, "Come in and tell me, it's very windy and rainy outside."

The author has something to say: Other people's crying is pear blossoms with rain and peach blossoms, but my family's crying I just want him to hiccup!