The white moonlight gl

In the special customs research group, except for the few who were on missions, they were all there.

Feng Qingshui stood next to Mo Rantong with a small smile, her eyes sparkled, and she was very glamorous and seductive in the blink of an eye.

In the conference room, Mo Rantong pointed to the team members present and introduced to Feng Qingshui one by one: "Qingsu, Anling, Wushen, Yueming, Gouze, Baichuan, Qinlian...there are three more who have gone on missions, wait When they come back, I will introduce Qingqing to know each other again."

Mo Rantong's tone was soft, her words and deeds were like treating the most precious porcelain, her completely different appearance from the usual one shocked the group members, coincidentally, the eyes of the group members looked at Feng Qingshui even more It means a lot.Especially Qingsu and Qinlian.Yesterday, Qingsu bought a lot of good things from some big monster friends, such as super-quality nourishing pills, icy skin and jade skin ointment, marrow and bone washing water, hundred kinds of incense pills, etc., all of which were used on Qinlian's body.

Shengsheng improved Qinlian's appearance and temperament several times.

Especially after Qingsu found another nine-tailed vixen who had been in the fashion industry for hundreds of years, and asked her to choose clothes and style Qinlian.

After a lot of tossing, today's Qinlian is enough to amaze everyone.

However, grinding their teeth viciously, Qing Su and Qin Lian never imagined that the clothes and styling made by the nine-tailed fox spirit would match Feng Qingshui's!

Hit, shirt, gone!

Looking at the woman next to the group leader who was dressed in a red dress, with loose red hair, flying eyebrows and eyes, charming and shocking, and everything she looked at was beautiful and exquisite, Qin Lian's face turned slightly pale, and she just felt uncomfortable. It was extremely embarrassing, but Qingsu, he wanted to pluck the hair and bones of the nine-tailed fox that had done more than ruin its affairs, and skewered it into meat skewers to relieve his anger.

Feng Qingshui didn't know what this man and snake were thinking, she nodded and said hello, then she looked at Qinlian calmly.

Different from what was described in "Urban Monster Catcher", the living Qinlian is not dressed in white, with a beautiful appearance, as gentle as water.

She was wearing a bright red suspender dress that was very similar to the red dress she was wearing, her collarbone was slightly exposed, her beautiful face was painted with delicate heavy makeup, her hair was bright red with curly hair, her eyes were as clear as water and full of charm, how to say?

Inexplicably, she felt that Qinlian's outfit was similar to hers.

However, Feng Qingshui raised her lips, Qin Lian was not as good-looking as she was.

Lost.

The strangeness of the heroine Qinlian caused Feng Qingshui to have strong doubts about the book "Urban Monster Catcher" for a while. After all, the two protagonists and one small cannon fodder in a book are not true. Stupid.

However, with a soft snort, Feng Qingshui still made up her mind to find an opportunity to test Qin Lian, to see if Qin Lian had any plans for Mo Rantong.

For the time being, she no longer had feelings of oppressiveness or hostility towards Qinlian. Feng Qingshui frowned, and when Qinlian looked at her, she gave her a friendly smile.

Mo Rantong has been paying attention to Feng Qingshui, and she follows Feng Qingshui's line of sight to look at Qinlian, who is blushing, her eyes are slightly cold.

She doesn't like Qingqing being attracted to other people.

Her dear, you should keep looking at her.

With trembling eyelashes like butterfly wings, Mo Rantong withdrew his gaze, suppressed his evil thoughts, thought for a while, and said to everyone: "In the future, Qingqing will team up with me, and Qingqing will not see any monsters By what method."

"what?"

"how is this possible?"

"So, Fu Que seems to have mentioned it?"

...

No matter what method you use, you can't see any ghosts and ghosts. This is a very incredible thing for the members of the special customs research team.

Feng Qingshui on the side, after hearing Mo Rantong's words, immediately anticipated this situation, she smiled in her eyes, and looked at the voices of the group members as if they were ancient Sanskrit sounds: "I really can't see, The positions like Qingsu and Baichuan seem empty to me right now."

Before coming here, Mo Rantong gave her a copy of the information about the members of the special customs research group here in the imperial capital, so Feng Qingshui knew that Qingsu was a green snake, and Baichuan was a pangolin. Among the three members who went out, there was one named Lie Hun. It's ghosts.

Those who can enter this conference room are all practitioners. Of course, there are ordinary people in the special customs research team, but very few, and they are all doing some intelligence gathering and logistics work at the outermost periphery.

Bai Chuan was an honest and strong man. He scratched his head when he heard the words, and said naively, "Can Miss Feng hear my voice?"

Naturally, Feng Qingshui couldn't hear these words, and Mo Rantong replied: "No."

After a pause, Mo Rantong said hesitantly, "But I can't be sure. Twice, Qingqing seemed to hear the screams of ghosts and flower spirits."

All the team members: "..."

"Screaming?" Qingsu, with an unsightly complexion, crossed her arms around her chest, and said with a smirk: "What kind of weird physique is this? It's a lie, isn't it?"

Mo Rantong looked at Qingsu steadfastly, his eyes were like an ancient well without waves.

She was the one who got Qingsu into the Special Customs Research Group. Because she lost her freedom, she always looked down on her and didn't deal with her.

Looking away expressionlessly, Mo Rantong ignored Qingsu's depressed hopping, and said calmly: "That's it, let's end the meeting."

Everyone: "..."

Qingsu: "..." Damn it, if he couldn't beat her, he would have already!

Feng Qingshui, who couldn't see the ghosts and goblins, could only see that everyone present, except Mo Rantong, was looking at Qingsu's position?

Before she could distinguish carefully, Mo Rantong grabbed her wrist and pulled it out: "Tongtong?"

"Qingqing, don't look at others for so long, I will be jealous."

As he walked, he said that the conference room was on the first floor, and Mo Rantong's office was on the innermost part of the second floor.

Feng Qingshui, who was forced to follow Mo Rantong's pace, was surprised by Mo Rantong's frankness at first, and then teased with a smile: "When did I become so stingy, and besides, I only look at Tongtong, how can I see it?" Someone else?"

Mo Rantong's ears were reddish, and he glared at Feng Qingshui in embarrassment: "Qingqing!"

"Tsk tsk, shy again."

The smile on her face couldn't be concealed no matter what, Feng Qingshui was carrying a very small bag today, as soon as she touched her hand, she thought: "Ah, I have an ID card!...Wait, Tongtong, I haven't joined the job yet. Do it!"

"I'll ask An Ling to come up and get it later."

"Okay."

Mo Rantong's office is in a cool tone, in Feng Qingshui's opinion, it really doesn't suit me, leaning against the solid wood desk, Feng Qingshui raised an eyebrow and asked Mo Rantong: "I will work in your office from now on?"

"……Um."

Not daring to look at Qingqing's exposed milky white skin, Mo Rantong sat on the chair, feeling his throat itchy, as if there were bugs crawling all over his body.

Feng Qingshui didn't know that Mo Rantong was lustful, she laughed lowly, and asked again: "Then what exactly is my job? Is it just to follow you all the time? I don't have to do anything behind you? Eat and drink, right? ?”

"Forehead."

That's what she thinks.

With an awkward cough, Mo Rantong said, "You don't like Qingqing?"

In fact, Mo Rantong knows that some people hate this, but...

"Of course I like it. I've dreamed of living a life like this." Being embraced and raised by Mo Ran is a joy to think about.

With crooked eyebrows, Feng Qingshui stretched out a hand towards Mo Rantong, with a sweet voice: "Then I will teach you a lot, Team Leader Mo."

Mo Rantong: "..."

Swallowing quietly, Mo Rantong held Feng Qingshui's catkin, pinched it lightly, then pinched it again, and said dryly: "Okay."

Feng Qingshui, who noticed that Mo Rantong was secretly taking advantage of her: "..."

All right, she likes this guy, let's be wretched.

...

Mo Rantong's work is not easy, because she is strong, and the supernatural events that cannot be solved in various places are generally let her handle.

Although this world is in the Dharma-ending era and the concentration of aura is very low, from ancient times to the present, there are many demons, ghosts, elixir and magic weapons.

Perhaps it was because Feng Qingshui had been by her side all the time, and Mo Rantong had changed from his usual nine-to-five style, running all over the world for more than half a month.

And Feng Qingshui...

Feng Qingshui still couldn't see any monsters during this period, but her physique also allowed her to help Mo Rantong.

For example, in a gloomy ghost building, Feng Qingshui went to the rooftop surrounded by fierce ghosts, and tore a flag apart.

Afterwards, Feng Qingshui heard from Mo Rantong that the flag was a treasure, and all the ghosts went crazy when they saw her go straight through them and get the flag.

Because of her physique, the ghosts couldn't stop her, they couldn't hit her, and they would even get shocked when they got close to her. That scene looked very funny.

At that time, Feng Qingshui was stunned after hearing this: "...Really?"

After that, whether it was intentional or not, Mo Rantong made Feng Qingshui move his hands a few times, for example, in a classroom to identify a big monster disguised as a human student.

Another example is in a cave in a mountain range, in front of a ten thousand year old demon, taking away the mirror on the altar behind him, oh, that mirror is not an ordinary mirror, but a reincarnation that has been lost for many years in the underworld.

Wait, wait, etc. Finally, Mo Rantong and a group of stunned team members and upper-level leaders came to a conclusion, that is, although Feng Qingshui can't see or touch demons, ghosts and other inhuman things that contain spiritual wisdom, but On the contrary, all the monsters and ghosts in this world can't touch her, let alone hurt her.

Because they really don't exist to her.

She is a big BUG.

Invisibly, Feng Qingshui, who gained a lot of limelight and started to be taken seriously: "..."

Oh.

Returning to the small two-story building again, Feng Qingshui didn't change much, but the team members who had heard about her ability for a long time felt very complicated.

On the railing on the second floor, Wushen looked at Feng Qingshui who was sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor watching TV, and secretly sighed to Baichuan: "Student Feng is really amazing."

This special physique can be used well to accomplish many things.

"Yes."

Bai Chuan smiled honestly: "Sister Feng is very powerful, but she can't see me or hear me all the time, it's a pity."