After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

Just out of the range of the formation, the mobile phone that turned into a brick seems to have been resurrected suddenly, ding ding ding ding non-stop, and the little red letter indicating the missed call is approaching 30,

Zhang Yan was frightened for a while, and quickly called Fang Qian to report that he was safe.

As soon as he got home, he was blocked by Fang Qian. A beautiful young man stood in front of his house with folded arms, his face as black as Bao Zheng who was preparing for the third trial.

Zhang Yan smiled flatteringly: "Why are you here?"

Fang Qian glanced at him coldly and noblely: "Should I not be here?"

Zhang Yan quickly denied: "I didn't mean that. Oh, go in first, don't stand at the door, it's not good for the neighbors to see..."

Fang Qian snorted coldly: "At this point, who else is wandering outside except you?"

This is not you.Of course Zhang Yan didn't have the guts to refute, he quickly opened the door and led the person in.

Facing Fang Qian, it is wise to follow the hair: "I'm sorry, I made you worry." As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Qian hugged his body.

The whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and the make-up could hardly conceal the haggard look on his face: "Knowing that it will make me worry, but still always risking my life, why did I fall into your hands?"

Zhang Yan hugged him back and kissed his lower lip: "I'm sorry."

Fang Qian raised his eyes: "Is it enough to be sorry?"

"Then what are you going to do?" Seeing the thin anger on his face, Zhang Yan quickly joked, "I, a pauper, can only agree with my body."

Fang Qian's face turned cloudy, and he reached out to touch his cheek, his warm fingertips stroking his skin, which made Zhang Yan feel distracted for a while.

"Okay, I know you always have such and such things as your last resort. Where did you go this time?"

"Qin County." Zhang Yan didn't want to hide it from him, and grabbed his hand, "Look for something."

"did you find it?"

"Ah."

"Aren't you hurt?"

"No." Zhang Yan quickly shook his head.

Fang Qian's eyes fluctuated slightly, showing a little helplessness: "I know I can't convince you, but I beg you, you must protect yourself."

Zhang Yan replied sincerely: "Yes. I will." He felt a light hammer on his shoulder, and the person in his arms muttered quickly, then let him go to the bathroom: "It's too late, I'll sleep here with you today."

The bathroom door slammed shut, leaving only Zhang Yan in the living room.

He heard that sentence clearly, what Fang Qian said was "You fool."

When I woke up the next day, it was already afternoon, and my side was already empty.Fang Qian probably had an announcement to catch up, so he left a poor-looking breakfast and a note urging him to eat on the table.

Looking at the crooked smiling face drawn with ketchup on the fried egg, Zhang Yan seemed to see Fang Qian carefully squeezing the ketchup while holding his breath, and couldn't help smiling.

Although the taste of the omelet is hard to describe, he still ate all the meals.

Fang Qian was putting on his makeup when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was Zhang Yan who had sent a message.

[Love breakfast is delicious, the CD is available [smiley face][smiley face]]

"Fool." The corners of Fang Qian's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and he put the phone back as if hiding some treasure.

"Fang Qian, are you in a good mood today?" the makeup artist asked while patting loose powder on his face.

"Have it?"

The makeup artist sister nodded sharply.Once the low pressure on Fang Qian's body dissipated, the group of people around him could be said to be so guarded that the clouds opened and the moon was bright.

Fang Qian suddenly sighed, and said as if he lost something: "I hope that fool can save me some trouble."

The idiot that Fang Qian called, Zhang Yan was standing in the specially prepared basement, holding his breath together with everyone in Yingzhou.

The "Xuanwei Letter" has been handed over to the elders of Yingzhou. Normally, Yin An would have to be punished, but now that the situation is very serious, the elders will not pursue it anymore.Instead, he turned to study the method of cracking.

The crowd caught a monster refined from a living soul for experimentation.This monster is restlessly crashing into the barrier that traps it, and every time it hits, the ground shakes.But no matter how hard it struggles, the formation is unbreakable.

Qingxin Sanren stood in front of the formation and began to cast the spell. As if feeling the dark demon energy, he rushed left and right in the formation anxiously, but was repeatedly blocked by the barrier. It's chilling to hear.

Gradually, as the Qingxin Sanren continued to apply mana, the white light shot into the demonic energy like a sharp sword.The howling sound gradually weakened, and the cloud of devilish energy slowly hovered above the ground as if it was finally tired.

Everyone just breathed a sigh of relief, but the devilish energy suddenly rose, and finally disappeared with a bang.

There was a deathly silence in the room—this time the attempt failed.

At the same time, in a certain hospital in Chenhai, a vegetative person suddenly lost his heartbeat, and thus came to the end of his life.

Everyone shook their heads and sighed.

Coming out of the room, Zhang Yan only felt that his heart was as heavy as mercury, and even his steps slowed down a lot.Seeing that his face turned blue, Yin An comforted him: "Brother Zhang Yan, don't worry, we will find a way."

Zhang Yan shook his head: "I'm not worried..."

This group of Taoist priests had always been very indifferent to matters of life and death, but he was different. It was a great shock to him to watch the monster made from a living soul disappear in front of him.

If only He Lanjue was still there, he must know what to do.

Such thoughts suddenly came out, even Zhang Yan himself was startled.In the past, when He Lanjue was still around, he and Bing Po would always protect him, so he didn't have to worry about anything.But now, he can no longer continue to be so weak.

You can no longer wait for others to protect you with peace of mind.He looked at his empty hands, and his expression gradually became firm.

Seeing him in a daze, Yin An called his name a few times before Zhang Yan came back to his senses and smiled at Yin An: "There will be a way, I believe it too!"

Chenhai, Binjiang Park.

Ms. Li is a lover of stalls. Her job is to be an editor. She does not set up stalls to make money, but to observe all kinds of people.

Every week, she spends two or three nights at Binjiang Park to set up a stall.Selling all kinds of small toys and glowing balloons that children like to play with most.

Today, she also set up a stall until ten o'clock in the evening. Just when Miss Li was about to close the stall, she saw that man again.

It has been three days in a row.

It was almost early summer, and the temperature was rising steadily, but this man was always wearing a heavy black coat.

He always comes to the riverside at this time, and stops for an hour or two.

Miss Li first noticed him because of his gray and white hair.

This is like a person with a story, she thought so, and began to look at this man quietly.But when the man finally turned around, she found that the man had a young face.

The direction the man was looking at was the satellite TV building that caught fire not long ago, and the surface of the building is still scorched black.

It's ten past ten o'clock, and Ms. Li is about to close the stall. What's more, today's night wind is so cold that a thin coat can't resist the night cold at all. She couldn't help shivering and speeded up the speed of closing the stall.

The mortal Ms. Li couldn't see it. Right under her eyes, countless strands of black air hovered around the man, and even formed a thick black cloud above his head.

This person is exactly Cang Yu who can't be found in Ying Zhou.

In fact, since the last attack, he has not left, but has been waiting for the opportunity.

Although the Taoist priests in Yingzhou resisted the attack on the Special Office, they were unable to bring the entire Chenhai into the scope of protection.In this luxurious city, there are many paradises for monsters.

As long as human beings still have desires, evil will breed, and since there is evil, monsters will be born from people's hearts.

The huge city with tens of millions of people provided him with countless raw materials.As long as he lures a little, those souls will step into the trap without hesitation.

Cang Xun stared at the building intently.

Only that little, just that little, he could kill Fang Qian.He sighed, his eyes sharpened quickly again, and he shot into the distance like two steel needles.

Next time, he would never let them escape.

Qing Jue and He Lan Yanqing, no matter where they go, even if they are reincarnated, they will never escape his revenge.

As if there was a pair of eyes shooting vicious gazes from the dark void, Zhang Yan in his sleep was awakened by the chill, and lay down for a long time before the cold and sticky fear subsided, but the pajamas were soaked in cold sweat wet.

As soon as Zhang Yan turned his head, Fang Qian beside him was in a deep sleep. He got off the bed lightly, changed into an old T-shirt, and then lay down again.

Moonlight hoarfrost generally sprinkled on the side face of the young man.The complexion of Fang Qian who was sleeping soundly was like snow, as if carved from ice. Zhang Yan could see it for a moment, and stretched out his hand to touch his face in a mysterious way, but was afraid of waking him up, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

Fang Qian still woke up, opened his eyes, and asked, "Can't sleep?"

Zhang Yan shook his head: "No, I woke up from a dream."

Fang Qian burst out laughing: "Woke up? Are you a child?"

Zhang Yan punched him lightly: "You are ashamed to say that others are children, and you don't care how old you are."

"How old am I?" Fang Qian squinted, "You don't know how old I am?"

"Hey!" After being made such a fuss by him, the fear had already flown to the sky, and Zhang Yan's face turned red all of a sudden, like boiled shrimp.

Fang Qian turned over and sat straddling him, leaned over and bit his plump lower lip: "It happens that I can't sleep either. I'm flying out of town tomorrow, how about us..."

He bit very lightly, it didn't hurt, but it was a little itchy. It scratched Zhang Yan's heart like a kitten's paw. He touched Fang Qian's strong and strong waist, and then straightened his chest: "Come every day, don't you?" False?"

Fang Qian pressed Zhang Yan's hand and pressed it to the side of the pillow: "If you are a man, you can't be arrogant. Don't you think so?"

The two of them rubbed back and forth, and soon they became hot and rolled into a ball.

The next day Fang Qian got up early in the morning. When he finished his gestures and was about to go out, Zhang Yan was still in a half-dream and half-awake state. He heard the sound of him closing the door on tiptoe, and muttered, "Leave now?"

Fang Qian's heart softened immediately, and he returned to the bed, touched Zhang Yan's cheek: "Well, you should sleep again, it's still early."

But Zhang Yan struggled to get out of sleep, opened his eyes: "How long will it be this time? When will you be back?"

"It will take ten days and half a month. If I can ask for leave, I will come back as soon as possible."

Zhang Yan suddenly grabbed his hand and kissed his palm.The wet touch was like a hot cigarette burning in Fang Qian's heart, and there was some excitement somewhere.

Fang Qian still couldn't hold back, lowered his head and pecked at his lips, breathlessly said, "I won't be able to catch the plane if you do this."

Zhang Yan's face was so thick, he didn't blush at all, instead he smiled, showing eight gleaming white front teeth: "Then I won't delay you, Big Star Fang."

Fang Qian's heartbeat was still a little unsteady until he got on the plane, and he didn't even hear the stewardess asking him what he wanted to drink. Zhen Wen has gotten used to his state recently.

People in love have no brains.He silently rolled his eyes, and woke up Fang Qian who was daydreaming for the embarrassing stewardess.

Zhang Yan went to work in the special office quite normally.As soon as I entered the door, I saw a group of Taoist priests sitting together with sad faces.He originally wanted to say hello to a few familiar monks, but when he saw the gloomy clouds, he shut his mouth knowingly.Sneaking up to Yin An's side, he stabbed the young man at Bird's Nest: "What's the matter?"