Who calls this thing a god?

Before, Qiyou had said in his heart that he was the only one who could enter his house, and the rest would not do with a single feather, but now he walked in with a feather of nearly 1.9 meters.

The slap he slapped back on his face at the speed of light.

It's fucking loud.

Most of the rooms in the staff apartment of Bureau Nine are replicas of the same model, and the style of decoration depends on the owner's personal preference.

Lu Chan can see the whole living room of Qiyou's house at a glance when he takes off his shoes at the entrance.

Put nothing, nothing.

Whatever Qiyou moved in is still the same now.

Fortunately, he also knew that he bought a box of mineral water and kept it at home, otherwise Lu Chan almost thought that this ancestor had crawled over from the age of cavemen on the top of the mountain.

...Is this kind of god really okay?

Lu Chan took the mineral water that Qi You handed over, and watched him go around and sit on the other side of the sofa with a complicated expression: "Your Highness's house is really as magnificent as a palace, spotless. You don't even plug in the refrigerator ...Hey! Fuck! Don't drink it!" He grabbed Qiyou's hand pouring water on the tea table, his face was as black as a lump of coal.

"Don't tell me that every time you drink water, you have to pour it on the coffee table and lick it."

Qi You: "..."

His complexion was several times uglier than Lu Chan's, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Lu Chan, there is something wrong with you fucking."

He called me by my name?

Fuck, he can swear.

These two thoughts flashed through Lu Chan's mind quickly, and he stared at Qiyou without blinking.

He had just held him straight, and a large piece of mineral water flew out and trickled down the coffee table onto the floor. He just came in for a while, and he added a disaster to Qiyou, who had a negative self-care ability No wonder Qiyou's eyes started to glow green when he looked at him now.

"Get your hoof away from me." Qiyou was so angry with him that he even raised his voice by a rare degree, "If you don't want it, feed it to the dog!"

"..." Lu Chan knew he was wrong, and took back his hand while wiping the floor for him while teasing, "I still need my hand, after all, I have to help His Highness wipe the floor."

To be honest, Qiyou's knife was only 0.01 meters away from Lu Chan's neck.

With a donkey face, he gathered the water on the coffee table into a small circle, and the fingertip of his right index finger drew a circle along the edge of the water stain, and strands of resentment seeped into the water like ink.

The resentment was still ignorant and docile at first, and it exploded when it spread in the water and the color became thicker!Sometimes gather and sometimes disperse, colliding with the edge of water stains, splashing water droplets as if boiling.

At this time, Lu Chan especially wants to ask, do you always cook with oil here?What a god of filial piety in the new century.

Seeing that the "oil" was about to burn through the pot, Qiyou calmly touched his neck, and the thin mark originally printed on his neck disappeared, but Lu Chan looked closely and there was a The red thread was wrapped around his fingertips.

...That's not a scar, it's just a red thread.

Qiyou used the red thread to circle around the water mark again, and after being "startled" by the scurrying resentment, he meekly and honestly wagged his tail in the water—like a lapdog.

Lu Chan threw the drenched paper ball into the trash can, and looked at the "masterpiece" of the God of Resentment.

Ancient books say that resentment and hatred can take human life invisible through the medium.

This method is "resentment crossing".

He bent down slightly, stretched out the tip of his right index finger to touch outside the red circle, and still maintained a handsome smile on his face: "Your Highness, what is the meaning of this move... Please enlighten me."

Lu Chan had a smile on his face, and said to enlighten him, but his deep eyes gradually ignited the red color of a phoenix.

If Qiyou didn't give an explanation today, he immediately dismantled the "resentment crossing" formation.

Resentment God was sitting on the sofa, with a bright face showing a bit of sarcasm undisguised, he even changed to a more relaxed sitting posture, looking at him from bottom to top, with a look of "you What am I" means.

... If someone else had used this attitude in front of Lu Chan, he would have been happily reunited with the eighteen generations of his ancestors under Seven Feet.

But this person is Kiyo.

Lu Chan was taken aback by the "speciality" given by his subconscious, and he came back to his senses and looked at Qiyou silently, as if he was meeting him for the first time, carefully sizing him up from head to toe.

Qiyou: "..." I can't keep pretending.

He was terrified by this inexplicable stare, and put down his legs expressionlessly.

Lu Chan clicked his tongue softly, withdrew his hand and said softly, "Little princess, children who are disobedient will be spanked." As soon as he finished speaking, Qiyou swung a water bottle over.

He subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, raised his eyebrows and said in compromise: "Okay, can Teacher Qi teach me this stubborn student... What is the meaning of this method?"

These words were so soft and gentle between his lips and teeth, like the tone of coaxing children, obviously it was not a dime, but Qiyou saw him and the vague figure of the high priest overlapped for no reason .

high priest...

Qiyou paused for a moment, a trace of displeasure flashed between his brows, and he clicked his tongue and said, "It's for debt collection, it won't kill people." He swallowed back the phrase "how are you a mother-in-law?"

My Buddha is merciful.

Lu Chan highlighted and underlined the four characters "Won't die", and felt that this was not the same as the ancient curse "Crossing Resentment", so he laughed and said: "Oh, it turns out that our teacher Qi is gentle and kind. I know Mount Tai."

His unconscionable compliment sounded so sweet it sounded fucking real.

Qi You, with the four big characters of gentleness and kindness on his forehead, looked over and asked sincerely, "Is it illegal to kill chickens in modern society?"

Lu Chan: "..." Offend your grandma an empire.

Speaking of this battle.

There is an ancient incantation "Wrath of Resentment", which uses a medium to take human life invisible.

It is not always the case that the resentment gods set up an array. They are also based on a medium, which only destroys people's hearts and minds, but does not hurt their bodies and skins. It is exactly the same as the resentful spirits of Wang Qin's family.

The water reflects the resentment, and the thread is the matchmaker;

If you attract Mengyou, you will get fat.

This is "Dream Compensation".

The dense fog permeated the dark and empty corridor, and the cold breath twisted and crawled up the back like a disgusting myriad.

The girl's footsteps echoed in this uninhabited land, almost awakening the evil spirits lurking in the oil paintings hanging on the wall at any time.

No...can't go any further...

Staring at the endless dark corridor, Su Yun felt extreme fear in his heart, his legs were trembling, but he still walked forward uncontrollably.

She heard the sound of teeth chattering and clinking, she didn't want to look at it, didn't want to respond to those sights...

Don't stare at me, don't stare at me! !

Don't look at me! !

With a ferocious expression, Su Yun struggled back desperately, cold sweat poured out from his forehead, even the veins on his hands burst, but his feet still walked forward in an orderly manner.

The people in the oil paintings on both sides of the corridor changed in vain. When Su Yun passed by, they all opened their empty eyes wide. It pierced her body with daunting malice.

Su Yun's heart was about to jump out, and a suppressed and fearful whimper sounded from her throat. She wished she could chop off her own feet, even if she had to climb out of this teaching building!

...A teaching building?

Su Yun was stunned for a moment, but Fu Zhi mentally recognized that this was the corridor at the door of her class!

Where is she going now?If... If it was her class, there would definitely be some classmates who would save her.

Feeling lucky in Su Yun's heart, he bit the bullet and walked forward tremblingly under those strange eyes.Although a layer of goosebumps appeared forcibly, as she wished, she really walked slowly to the door of Class Six.

Under the great joy of being saved from a desperate situation, Su Yun's eyes were almost filled with tears, and he couldn't wait to open the door of the classroom!

A white lamp was lit in the class, and most of the students stood on the ground with their backs to her.

If Su Yun was more careful, he could see that their movements were extremely mechanical, and their postures were as stiff as corpses.

But she didn't.

As soon as she stepped into the room, she returned the control of her feet. She thanked the gods and gods ten thousand times in her heart, and without thinking about it, she reached for the hand of a girl nearby, "Ningning, help me! Just now!" Outside... ah!!"

The girl named Ning Ning turned around mechanically, a ferocious bloodstain oozed from her neck for no reason, her whole head hit the ground heavily, and she rolled around several times, her eyes still blinked when she stopped. He looked at Su Yun without blinking.

She was almost terrified, and before she could react, the door panel behind her was slapped vigorously, as if someone was in a hurry to come in.Su Yun turned his head tremblingly like a frightened bird, and met a pair of pale pupils outside the door without warning!

Seeing such a terrifying scene, she finally regained her sanity, and suddenly screamed, "Ah——!! Help me!! Help, help——please help me!!"

The other people standing in the classroom were called to turn around mechanically by her. Pairs of indifferent eyes were like glass balls, and their gazes coincided with her body.

The slapping of the door panel became louder and louder, and something from outside, whether it was a human or a ghost, was about to rush in.They still just stared at Su Yun unmoved, the corners of their mouths gradually curled up, and ferocious bloodstains began to appear on their necks.

Just hearing the sound of "dong" and "dong", heads rolled to the ground one after another. After Gu Lulu rolled on the ground a few times, their eyes were still fixed on Su Yun, and the corners of their mouths were still smiling.

Bleed all over the place.

Su Yun completely collapsed, she covered her ears and screamed loudly, her vocal cords were almost torn apart, but she couldn't cover the sound of knocking on the door and the sly laughter from each head.

They were still staring at her.

The god and bird duo, who saw the whole dream-compensation process through the water, fell into a strange silence.

Thanks, I was disgusted.

It turned around and bled again, and was shocked by such a magical voice.

Who the hell can stand this.

Lu Chan silently touched his ear, which was shocked by Su Yun, and said, "There is something wrong with Xia Xixi's resentment."

Sitting on the sofa pretending not to hear, Kiyoung is as steady as an old dog.

Lu Chan hissed, and teased again: "Little princess, are you scared?"

Qiyou still didn't respond at all, and didn't even glance at him out of the corner of his eyes.

Logically speaking, although Qiyou doesn't like to talk to him, he won't pretend to be indifferent and act so naturally. At this time, he usually flies over with a sharp eye and adds, "Did your head be crushed by the door?".

Feeling something was wrong, Lu Chan stretched out his hand and shook it under his eyelids.

Qiyou paused, touched his ears first, and then looked over expressionlessly: "?"

... To be honest, did you cast a curse similar to "blocking hearing" just now?

It may be that Lu Chan's expression was too stiff, and Qi You spoke first, "Don't watch it?"

The ancestor stretched lazily, as if he had watched a movie and commented unsatisfactorily: "It's quite creative to act separately."

Lu Chan was silent for a full minute, then laughed suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, she must have this dream for seven or eight hours, why don't you see how I will be arranged for tonight?"

Do what you can't do, keep revenge No.1.

Qi You: "...?"

How about you also split up?

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