amazingly short legs

The result of going to bed too late at night was that he couldn't get up the next day. Di Yan slept on the cat climbing frame in the first half of the night, and slept in the fish tank in the second half of the night. In the morning, he flew into Shengbu's bedroom in a daze.

Moribe was also very sleepy. When he turned over, he touched a smooth, slender, wet thing under the blanket. He woke up suddenly, and saw a little white snake yawning sleepily under the blanket.

"..."

"Little Dragon?"

Di Yan came out of the fish tank, his body was still wet, leaving streaks of water stains on the sheets.

Moribe: "..." This imaginative trace!

Di Yan lay there on his back, his eyes stared from sleepiness, and he still pushed him with his small claws, muttering, "...Aiqing is still young, so she can't climb the dragon bed."

Moribe: "..." So it's old enough to crawl on its own bed?

Moribe was amused, pinched its paw with his backhand and shook it, "Would you like to sleep longer?"

Di Yan struggled to get up, "I have something important to say."

"What do you say."

Di Yan squinted his eyes and thought for a while, his sleepy head was like a paste, and he couldn't think of anything, so he fell back, hugged the quilt horns in his arms, and murmured: "Zzzz..."

Seeing that it was sleeping so soundly, Moribe couldn't help but lie back down too.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by hunger.

Shengbu scratched his hair and picked up Di Yan, he would get a headache if he slept for too long.

I took the phone and looked, it was already past one in the afternoon, and I missed lunch.

There were many missed calls on the mobile phone, which were called by Bo Yi and Zhang Jun alternately, and Shengbu called Bo Yi back.

Boyi's tone was sad and indignant: "I didn't find it."

Sheng Bu was taken aback for a moment, Di Yan poked Sheng Bu, motioning him to put down his phone, and Sheng Bu followed suit.

Di Yan stepped on the phone and said calmly: "I will be there soon."

Moribe asked what happened.

Di Yan then told what happened this morning.

The first thing to clarify is that he went to Sheng Aiqing's room absolutely not to tease him.

Sheng Bu said he didn't care, but Di Yan said that Lao Long's innocence was very important.

Moribe: "..."

In the morning, Di Yan suddenly felt something happened to the imprint on Bo Yu's body. His first reaction was to use magic to teleport to Xihe Village, but before he could make a move, his imprint had disappeared.

There is only one case where the imprint will disappear, that is, the thin fish has been killed.

Di Yan was sullen at once, but then he remembered what Zhang Jun said in the posthumous book. Monsters and humans are indeed different. The deadly parts of humans are nothing more than the head and heart, but monsters have their own gates of life. There is a spiritual source, which does not hurt the door of life. Even if it is alive, the monster can rely on the spiritual source to recover, so the importance of the spiritual source is self-evident for the monster.

Therefore, the human race who can hurt Bo Yu must know where Bo Yu's spiritual source is. How can ordinary people know such a thing? Di Yan undoubtedly thought of the posthumous book in Zhang Jun's hand.

So he wakes up Boyi first, the teleportation technique is a divine technique for Boyi, so naturally it won't happen, so Di Yan sends him there first, let him see the scene, and then he and Shengbu go to Zhang Jun , Ask him if he knows who else has the suicide note.

Di Yan's consideration was very thorough, but he missed a step.

He himself did not expect that the teleportation technique would consume so much spiritual power that he was too tired to hold on as soon as he climbed onto Shengbu's bed.

He couldn't even look down on a little monster, and Di Yan sighed for the second time, that he was already a useless dragon.

Lift the claws and look, the claws are also useless claws, the tail is also a useless tail, the horns are also useless horns, the dragon scales... the dragon scales are still beautiful.

Sheng Bu comforted, "We'll go find Zhang Jun now."

When Zhang Jun saw a man and a dragon appearing in the studio of Natural Fungus, Zhang Jun was taken aback, and welcomed them in with both surprise and joy.

"Come here, what else do you bring?" Zhang Jun smiled and went to pick up the Golden Arch bag in Shengbu's hand.

Moribe stepped aside, "Xiaolong's lunch."

Zhang Jun: "..."

President, you got your money bit by bit through your fingernails, so be stingy.

There were other people in the studio, and Zhang Jun led them into his office.

Watching Mr. Sheng put out the Spicy Chicken Drumstick Burger, Beef Cheese Burger, Chocolate McSwirl, French Fries, Coke Sprite, Chicken Nuggets, and Chicken Wings, Zhang Jun inevitably admitted that he was sour, and missed his hundreds of thousands of fans. The big V on Weibo actually envied a dragon whose legs were so short that he couldn't see it, and blinded himself that he had grown two long legs.

However, when he glanced at Boss Sheng's legs again, he felt that he was still sore.

A table full of snacks always makes people have a chat atmosphere, and Di Yan hugged a French fries thicker than his claws and ate it.

Moribu was dutifully feeding, and at the same time spoke as a spokesperson, "Do you know anyone else who has a copy of the posthumous book?"

Zhang Jun rolled his eyes, "Why do you ask this?"

Di Yan was too lazy to make a detour with him, he poked the French fries in the ketchup, propped it up with one paw, and Lai Yangyang said: "My lord's demon was killed by the human race, what do you think I asked this for?"

Zhang Jun was stunned by the bossy demeanor in his tone, and said after some consideration: "Murder is against the law."

The Emperor Yan said: "Oh, there is no such thing as bullying the demon clan, is there? I am making a law now, and killing demons is also against the law."

Zhang Jun turned to look at Shengbu, and questioned him silently, isn't this dragon an old antique? How could he even understand sex.

Di Yan ate French fries proudly, saying that as long as he lives and learns, antiques will have spring.

Sheng Bu said: "If you know, you can tell me that even if you don't take revenge, you should take precautions to prevent them from continuing to hurt the Yaozu."

Zhang Jun curled his lips, "President Sheng, which side are you on?" Although the villains deserved what they did, we are all of the same race, so let's save some face.

Sheng Bu said: "I am from Xiaolong."

Di Yan said: "Yes, it's called Xiaolongren for short."

"Pfft—" Zhang Jun, who was eating a burger, immediately sprayed the lettuce far away.

Little Dragons! ! !

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Zhang Jun slapped the table with a smile.

Shengbu was helpless, and gently handed the ice coke to the big brother Diyan, "It's better not to abbreviate."

The atmosphere became more cheerful than before. Zhang Jun rubbed his red eyes and realized that he liked them too much. Why were they so funny? It was like watching cross talk. He slowed down, sat up straight, ate spicy chicken nuggets, and said "I know something, but I can't tell you directly. How about it, I'll ask the leader for instructions, and I'll get back to you later."

Di Yan asked: "How long is it later?"

Zhang Jun was puzzled, "It depends on what the leader wants."

"Who is your leader?"

Zhang Jun gave a name.

Moribe nodded, "I'll make a phone call." Then he left.

Zhang Jun's eyes widened in shock, "Couldn't he 'just happen' to know our leader?"

Di Yan flicked his little tail proudly.

Shengbu came back 10 minutes later. As soon as he sat down, Zhang Jun's cell phone rang. He held the phone with a complicated face. Shengbu smiled gracefully at him, signaling him to go early and return early.

Zhang Jun ran out in desperation.

Moribe broke the apple pie into small pieces, "It won't take long to know the result, don't worry."

Di Yan held the chicken nugget in his mouth, freed his paw, and patted the back of Shengbu's hand, "I'm here to thank you."

Leave a ketchup-like paw print on it.

Sure enough, Zhang Jun came back very quickly. As soon as he entered the door, he said, "Mr. Sheng is full of guests and friends, and his social circle is so wide. I am really envious."

Shengbu said indifferently: "It's just the shadow of the fathers."

Zhang Jun became interested, and tentatively said in a low voice: "It seems that there is no one with the surname Sheng in the high-walled compound."

Sheng Bu was even more indifferent, "I take my mother's surname, and my mother told me since I was a child that people should keep a low profile."

Zhang Jun: "..."

Shengbu is indeed very low-key, so low-key that he invests quietly, is worth hundreds of millions in silence, acts as the boss behind the scenes, and makes a fortune without saying a word.

Low-key is synonymous with "trench" in him.

Zhang Jun said: "At present, we only know that there are two groups of people who have the remains in their hands. One group is from the Wei family in Northwest China, and they specialize in tomb robbery. people."

Sheng Bu asked: "What about the other group?"

Zhang Jun said: "I don't have complete information on the other group of people. I only know that they came out in the past two years. The number of people is unknown and their origins are unknown. I only know that this group of people is by no means good. These people are quite interesting, they don’t steal tombs, they don’t smuggle, they just like to do some stealthy things, we just started to track them down, it was this group of people who went to the community to steal dogs and were caught by the camera.”

"What secret technique are you talking about?"

Zhang Jun said: "Subduing demons, sounds fantastic, right? This is not the plot of the novel. Each of them has a kind of energy that can be transformed at will, which we call light energy. It's like a cannon against a chick, one shot is accurate, the last little demon we recruited was beaten and ran away by that ball of light."

Shengbu and Diyan looked at each other, light?Hehe, I seem to know something.

Moribe's slender fingers tapped on the table lightly, thoughtfully.

Zhang Jun seemed to be very interested in the light. Without their urging, he said: "We analyzed the surveillance video of them using light energy, and found that it is a very strange medium with great power. Experts say that if we can capture Seeing these light energies, perhaps earth-shaking changes will take place in the history of weapons, so not only we want to find them, but also the scientific research department.”

Shengbu silently took Diyan into his arms.

Di Yan's expression was calm, and he was already used to the greed of the human race. If he expected it to be true, the so-called light energy in those people's hands was the spiritual power that was forcibly stripped from him 7000 years ago.

Zhang Jun said: "Also, according to the lip analysis results in the video analysis, the three most frequently mentioned words by those people during the dog-stealing process were Mr. Jiang, so we suspect that the leader of this group is surnamed Jiang. "

Di Yan's paws were clenched quietly. Is it really Enjialu Narrow? He possesses his spiritual power and his surname is Jiang, so he is a descendant of Jiang Yu?

However, based on the current human life expectancy of one hundred years, it will take at least how many generations to replace 7000 years.

Di Yan licked the chocolate ice cream and thought coldly, Jiang Yu is pretty good at giving birth.

Official news always makes people feel that they have got something, but they seem to have got nothing, and Long is no exception. Di Yan asked: "Do you know where they will go next?"

"Uh." Zhang Jun's eyes flickered, "I'm not sure."

Moribe said: "You lead..."

Zhang Jun immediately raised his hand, "I really can't say that."

Shengbu looked at Di Yan, who moved his claws, "Crying?"

Zhang Jun quickly said, "I can cry by myself."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth.

Di Yan's eyes were sharp and his claws were quick, he stuffed a hamburger into it, filled it to the brim, then patted his paw, and said lightly, "Take it away!"