After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

Yin An waited for a long time but did not hear a response, rolled his eyes, pressed the handle and pushed the door open.

Zhang Yan was lying sprawled on the bed.The room was obviously not hot, but his head was sweating profusely, his brows were furrowed, he was still chanting words, his face was full of fear and resistance.

As soon as Yin An saw him like this, he knew that he was being haunted by a nightmare, and hurriedly stepped forward to push him awake.

"Brother Zhang Yan, Brother Zhang Yan, wake up!"

"Hmm..." Zhang Yan slowly opened his eyes, gave him a dull look, and it took him a long time to recognize him: "Yin An?"

"It's me, you just had a nightmare."

"It turned out to be a dream again." Zhang Yan muttered, sat up from the bed, held his head with a headache, and pulled out his phone to check the time.

It turned out that he fell asleep until after six o'clock, and quickly jumped out of bed: "It's so late, sorry, I overslept, and I'll order you takeaway immediately."

"It's okay, I'm actually not very hungry." Yin An lied and asked, "Brother Zhang Yan, do you often have nightmares?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I noticed that you don't seem to be able to sleep well. Look at your dark circles." Yin An turned on the front of the phone to show Zhang Yan what he looked like.

Zhang Yan was also obviously taken aback by his thick dark circles. Before he knew it, he was about to become a national treasure. He scratched his hair in distress: "Yeah, I've been dreaming a lot lately."

"It's easy to handle. My grandfather is an old Chinese doctor, but there is a way. I will give you some incense for the soul at night, so that you can sleep well." Yin An began to introduce himself with joy.

"Yo, I didn't expect you to be so powerful." Zhang Yan was amused by his expression, and patted the kid's head: "Okay, then I'll ask you."

Zhang Yan was worried that the two little ghosts would not get along well, but the two brothers started playing games together not long after, and their level was still half-baked.

It's okay to be a scumbag, and he insisted on pulling Zhang Yan to play together. Halfway through, Zhang Yan answered a call from He Lanjue, and when he came back, the two boys had already been killed.

Yin An opened his mouth and pouted Lao Gao: "I just heard that there was a pig teammate who was summoned by his girlfriend in the middle of the game, but I didn't expect to meet him."

Zhang Yan was speechless.

From then on, the two little ghosts dominated his game console and refused to let him play together, which made him extremely depressed.

Yin An clamored to go to the manga exhibition, and insisted on dragging Bing Po along with him. Seeing that Zhang Yan could finally get rid of the two brats for a while, he immediately encouraged Bing Po to follow, and even reluctantly subsidized the two little ghosts for three hundred.

He proudly took out three Grandpa Mao cards from his wallet: "Here, take Bing Po and have a good meal."

Yin An took the pocket money and showed a big smile: "Thank you Brother Zhang Yan!"

The two little ghosts went out, and finally no one robbed him of the game console!Zhang Yan laughed three times, jumped on the sofa, grabbed the game controller, and was playing to the fullest, the phone rang again, Zhang Yan connected without looking at it, and kept pressing the game controller with one hand: "Who is it?" ?! Tell me something, I'm busy."

A gentle girl's voice came from the loudspeaker: "I'm sorry Brother Zhang Yan, it's me, Wang Xiaomeng."

Zhang Yan scratched his hair in embarrassment, pressed pause, and threw the game controller aside: "Ah, it's Xiaomeng, sorry, I thought it was my gang of cronies. Don't mind."

"It's like this. I don't understand some parts of the information you left me before you left last time. It's inconvenient to say on the phone. Can you come over and discuss it with me?" There was a hint of coquettishness in his tone.

Zhang Yan glanced at the game screen reluctantly, then looked at the phone, and sighed secretly, who told me that there is nothing I can do about the soft girl.

"Okay. I'll come over right away, and I'll be at the company in an hour."

"Well, thank you Brother Zhang Yan."

When Zhang Yan rushed to the office, Wang Xiaomeng had been waiting in front of the elevator, and smiled shyly at him: "Brother Zhang Yan, go ahead and sit down, I'll pour you a cup of coffee."

Probably because the light outside was too dim, Zhang Yan felt that Wang Xiaomeng in front of him was a little weird for no reason.

But this time he took it lightly: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble. I'm the one to trouble you."

Zhang Yan walked into the room and saw the computer in the center of the conference table. There was a video of Fang Qian on the screen, and the sound had been cut off. Fang Qian in the center of the screen seemed to be accepting an interview. When he was happy, Fang Qian smiled He stood up, revealing eight snow-white teeth.

He took a closer look and saw that the three walls of the room were covered with Fang Qian's photos, layer upon layer, so densely packed that he didn't know how many there were.

On the only empty wall, the center was occupied by a huge photo. It was a photo of Zhang Yan secretly kissing He Lanjue. His lips were stuck to the corner of He Lanjue's right eye, and He Lanjue's dark eyes The eyeballs are also looking at him, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised imperceptibly, and the corners of the eyes and brows are full of tenderness.

He Lanjue's part is still intact, but Zhang Yan's part has been slashed beyond recognition by some kind of sharp weapon. Even Zhang Yan, who looks at himself in the mirror every day, can recognize himself, even if it's his mother.

Zhang Yan's scalp tingled for a while, and he immediately realized that something had happened. This is not a discussion, but a preparation for murder.

He was about to rush out the door, but just as he turned around, he heard a "click" and the door was closed.Wang Xiaomeng leaned against the door of the meeting room, with her head half down.

Oops!Zhang Yan subconsciously pinched the pendant on his chest and forced himself to smile: "Xiaomeng, calm down. Is there anything to discuss."

"Xiaomeng?" Wang Xiaomeng smiled contemptuously, "I have already eaten her."

"Are you a demon?" The luck in my heart disappeared suddenly, "Impossible, why didn't He Lanjue find out."

If the opponent is Wang Xiaomeng, he can still fight, but if it is a monster, then a half-assed guy like him is useless.

The woman who could no longer be called Wang Xiaomeng squinted her eyes and smiled, like a poppy, with poison hidden in her beauty: "The deepest hatred is the deepest hidden thing in this world. A child can hate his mother A husband can hate his wife, and often this hatred is hidden for a long, long time before it is revealed."

"The deepest hatred often comes from the deepest love. So I hid on Wang Xiaomeng's body, and even He Lanjue couldn't find it."

"You said she hates me?" Zhang Yan had calmed down at this moment, pinching the formation on his chest, calling He Lanjue silently in his heart, trying to buy time for himself; "I didn't hurt her, and she didn't hurt her at all. Love me, why does she hate me?"

"You took away her favorite Fang Qian, is that enough reason?" The woman approached him step by step, with greed in her eyes: "I'll make you understand, just let me have a good time."

Ghostly laughter emanated from this woman's body, filling the entire space.

Zhang Yan retreated step by step, the hand holding Bai Yupei became more and more forceful, his back quickly hit the wall, and there was no way to retreat.

He swallowed nervously.He Lanjue, something has happened, hurry up and save me.

The monster saw Zhang Yan's thoughts: "You want to find He Lanjue, right?"

The woman smiled contemptuously: "It's useless. This place has been hidden by my barrier, and even He Lanjue can't find it, not to mention that he is not in Chenhai at all. And that ice soul beside you, you would take the initiative It would be foolish to send him away."

As she approached, Wang Xiaomeng's waterfall-like black hair grew rapidly, and soon passed her ankles. These hairs seemed to be alive, dancing non-stop, making Wang Xiaomeng look like a girl. A modern version of Medusa.

"Go away! You monster." Zhang Yan grabbed the folding chair placed in the corner and threw it at the water snakes trying to grab his hair. Unexpectedly, the hair wrapped around the chair legs like a steel wire, Pull, the chair flew out of Zhang Yan's hand and hit the conference table, making a huge bang in the empty room.

Fuck!Zhang Yan looked at the big hole made by the chair on the solid wood conference table, and suddenly his legs went limp. If he was the one who flew out, he would have been smashed to pieces by now.

"How? Are you going to catch me without a fight, or do you want me to be tough?" The woman's scarlet tongue licked her lips, and her eyes began to turn red with excitement.

……

In the crowd of people in the exhibition, Bing Po suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the Star Entertainment Building——Zhang Yan's aura suddenly disappeared.

"What's wrong?" Yin An next to him came back to his senses from the dazzling cosplay, and poked the Bing Po beside him, "Why are you always out of your mind today?"

"Nothing." Bing Po shook his head, but turned to go out, the gap left was quickly filled by the people behind,

Yin An also walked out of the crowd and grabbed his arm: "It's nothing, why are you leaving?"

"Don't meddle in your own business." Bing Po Bitong frowned, her gaze was like a blade, Yin An couldn't help but let go of her hand in horror, and could only resentfully said: "Where are you going? I'll go with you..."

Bing Po remained expressionless: "It's not where you should go." After saying that, his figure disappeared into the air.

Yin An was taken aback, and quickly glanced around. Fortunately, they were short, and everyone's attention was on the cosplay, so no one noticed that a child had disappeared.

Alas... He lowered his head, and even the stubborn tuft of hair on his head fell down.

Zhang Yan is a joker, Bing Po is an iceberg, neither of them looks like the heinous demon king that the senior brother said.But looking at the way they hide secrets one by one, it doesn't seem like there is nothing tricky.

The hidden mission has been carried out to the fourth day, and it is about to end, and he still hasn't caught anything.Yin An looked up to the sky and sighed angrily.

Brother, this question is too difficult, I can’t do it——

When Bing Po arrived at the Star Entertainment Building, Zhang Yan had already been wrapped into rice dumplings by Wang Xiaomeng's wildly growing hair, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and when he saw Bing Po appearing, Zhang Yan's two eyeballs immediately shone brightly. Like a searchlight.

"No!" Bing Po!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" !

"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! ! ! !

Bing Po's eyes narrowed, the white glow in his hand soared, and the ice blade as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in his hand again, with a flick of his hand, a large piece of hair that could not be burned by fire was chopped off in a few seconds. Next, he cut off Zhang Yan's hair in sevens and eights.

The monster screamed terribly, these hairs were extensions of her body, once cut off, her strength would be greatly reduced, she immediately gave up on Zhang Yan, stretched her fingers into claws, and turned to attack Bing Po.

In the next minute, Zhang Yan was forced to watch a one-sided slaughter scene, the monster screamed and was chopped to blood by Bing Po.After a burst of barking, even the remnant body turned into a puff of black smoke and dissipated in this messy conference room.

Zhang Yan shook off his hair, rejoicing that he survived the catastrophe, but in the next second, the long blade that cut iron like mud was on his neck.

The blade was as cold as ice hell, Zhang Yan shivered, and there was a sharp pain in his neck.