The office of Hexu Demon Management Bureau was frozen for a long time.

"But..." After his pupils shrank and dilated several times, Ba Cheng clenched his fists and looked into the small eyes of his boss: "But that day, I saw..."

"I saw..." He stared closely at the small eyes on the opposite side, gritted his teeth: "You are shaken."

"..." Kunpeng's pupils, mostly covered by his eyelids, moved slightly.

Ba Cheng, who was staring at those eyes, immediately caught the fluctuation of this moment, and asked urgently: "Since you think that the second person is not a good person, please tell me..."

"——Why are you shaken?"

***

Shanhai Hotel.

"Well... that's how it is... hang up."

Sister Tu, who finally handed over the message, hung up the microphone with a sigh of relief, looked at the human youth sitting quietly under the light like a sculpture, and raised her voice slightly relaxedly: "Xiaoyangle?"

"..." Song Yangle turned to look at her.

Sister Tu smiled at his dark eyes, her eyes were bright, and she asked in a brisk tone:

"——What did you want to say just now?"

***

"beep……"

The screen of the mobile phone that heard the sound of hanging up the phone went dark, and the tall god stood in front of the French windows on the top floor of the dark blue prismatic building with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes staring at the flowing light on the silent Hongqiao below the window...

"got windy."

He whispered to himself.

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