The god is an exorcist

In the towering office building, the man with his back to the glass curtain wall was wearing a high-end tailored suit, and asked the red-haired man who was smiling and admiring the scenery downstairs: "I have done as you said, you Are you sure it will be okay this time?"

The man who asked the question looked like he was only in his early thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with a gentle appearance, and the brows that were shadowed by the backlight looked somewhat similar to Yan Heng, but there was more Yan Heng. Heng felt a sense of oppression that he had never felt before.

"Of course," the red-haired man turned his head back, returning with an elegant and calm smile: "I, Qi Qiong, always keep my word. Your younger brother who is regarded as a treasure by the whole family, I guarantee that he will never see tomorrow's sunrise again."

The man in glasses unnaturally adjusted his glasses with his hands. The man in front of him was born with an aristocratic temperament in his gestures and gestures. He always had a just right smile on his mouth. He was young and handsome, but he couldn't hide his radiance from the inside out. An ominous breath came out.

Getting along with him always feels like seeking skin from a tiger.

Seeking skin from a tiger...Maybe it's true. On the day when his wish came true, maybe when he ate himself up, the man in glasses laughed at himself in his heart, and sat back on the leather office chair: "I hope you can really fulfill your wish." Promise of."

The smile on the corner of the red-haired mouth deepened, and his fingertips were playing with a small black puppet that he had taken out from nowhere: "I also hope that you will not regret it when I receive the reward." As soon as the voice fell, his figure disappeared. The office, as if it had never existed before.

The fingers of the man with glasses fell into the soft armrest calmly——Yan Heng, this time, let's see who else can save you.

……

The male god fell ill, just the day after the face sore incident!And after he was discharged from the hospital the next day, he was forcibly taken back to the Yan family mansion by his mother, and he got drunk with his elder brother. He didn't know until Xiaoshao told him when he called the male god's cell phone just now. !

When the male god fell ill, he didn't stay by his side the first time, he was simply too incompetent!

So Yan Heng hurried to Ziyu's office after finishing the call.

As soon as Yan Heng, who was carrying a lot of supplements, came in, he saw Hu Zhu sitting on the sofa, drinking tea in a gentlemanly manner.

Yan Heng immediately felt uncomfortable in his heart, handed the things to Xiao Sao who came up to meet him, and asked with a straight face, "Why are you here?"

Hu Zhu glanced at him and put down his teacup: "Xiao Yuyu is sick, of course I want to see him, but you, as Xiao Yuyu's boyfriend, are here now." After speaking, he clicked his tongue meaningfully .

Yan Heng was at a loss for words, and after a long time of talking, he finally managed to say: "Now that I'm here, I'll take care of him, don't bother you, just go away."

Hu Zhu looked at Yan Heng, sneered, and continued to drink tea leisurely, not liking him at all.

Yan Heng was so angry that his lungs were about to explode from his provocative actions. He walked across to Hu Zhu, put his hands on the coffee table with a "snap", shook the coffee table, and leaned out his upper body to stare at Hu Zhu. , One word at a time: "I don't care what relationship you have with Ziyu, he is mine, no matter now or in the future, you'd better not think anything wrong with him, otherwise it doesn't matter if you are a thousand-year-old fox or ten thousand-year-old fox." Fox, I will never let you go!"

Hu Zhu put down the exquisite white porcelain tea bowl slowly, raised his eyes and replied sarcastically: "You can try it, if it's not for Xiao Yuyu's sake, I can kill you with just a tick of my fingers."

According to common sense, the next thing to do is to witness the moment when the two people are not willing to admit defeat in the eyes of swords, lights and swords, lightning and thunder, and small sparks.

However, before this moment was reached, Yuan Ziyu opened the bedroom door aggressively, grabbed the two of them by the collars, dragged them to the door, kicked each of them on the buttocks, and kicked out the door: "You two get out of here enough to argue!" Come in again!"

When the two of them came back to their senses, there was only the sound of closing the door behind them, shaking the entire building.

One person and one monster looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Oh, it's all your fault. I forgot that Xiao Yuyu wakes up very angry." Hu Zhu said later.

Yan Heng twitched the corner of his mouth and was about to knock on the door, but Hu Zhu immediately moved to his side and said sullenly: "If you quarrel again at this time, he will definitely be divorced."

Immediately frightened, Yan Heng withdrew his hand that was about to fall on the door.

Then Yan Heng watched Hu Zhu with a smug smile on his face and lightly shook, like a fish entering water, easily passed through the anti-theft door and disappeared outside the door.

This old fox actually went in by himself, how cunning!

Yuan Ziyu lay on the mountain hair, looked at Hu Zhu who came through the door and asked, "Where is Yan Heng?"

Hu Zhu sat down beside him: "It's at the door, I'm afraid you will get angry and dare not come in."

Yuan Ziyu sighed: "Did you play tricks on him?"

Hu Zhu raised three fingers and made an oath: "Heaven and earth conscience, I just said that if you get angry, you may be asked to break up, so he dare not come in."

Yuan Ziyu sighed again: "Can't you get along well?"

"It's because he doesn't like me every time!" Hu Zhu said, "You boyfriend, you are very jealous~"

Yuan Ziyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, got up from the sofa, slipped on his slippers and opened the door.

Yan Heng was squatting by the door, and raised his head when he heard the sound of the door opening, his wet eyes were full of grievances, like a large dog abandoned by its owner.

Seeing Yuan Ziyu, he stood up and pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly, his voice choked up: "Don't break up, okay?"

Yuan Ziyu suddenly felt that such a coquettish Yan Heng was quite cute, he patted his back comfortingly and said, "Who told you that I was going to break up with you? It was Hu Zhu who lied to you."

Hearing what he said, Yan Heng immediately became happy. He rubbed his chin on Yuan Ziyu's shoulder, then grabbed his shoulder to pull the distance between the two of them a little, and looked down at him: "Ziyu, I want to kiss you .”

Before Yuan Ziyu could react, Yan Heng lowered his head. Seeing that chiseled handsome face getting closer and closer to him, Yuan Ziyu finally raised his hand subconsciously...

Hu Zhu, who was lazily leaning on the sofa and fiddling with his nails, was shocked by the sudden wailing coming from outside the door, and then he saw Yuan Ziyu coming in from the door with red ears in embarrassment, rubbing his forehead behind him, wanting to Yan Heng who cried without tears.

I just couldn't help but want to kiss the male god, but was beaten again. Yan Heng rubbed the big bump on his forehead, pitifully.

Yuan Ziyu sat back on the sofa, pinched the center of his eyebrows, and Xiao Sao, who was watching the excitement, cleverly brought hot tea to the two of them.

Yan Heng sat down beside him, only to realize that his complexion was really bad, the originally fair face became even paler, and when the sun shone, it almost became transparent, and there was a feeling that it would disappear at any moment.

He smoothed the broken hair on the male god's forehead with distress, and asked softly, "How are you? What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's an old problem, it's almost healed." Yuan Ziyu took a sip of tea from his teacup.

"Your face is so pale and you still say it's okay, I'm your boyfriend, you can't hide it from me if you're not feeling well." Yan Heng slightly annoyed: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"His illness can't be cured by the hospital." Hu Zhu raised the corner of his mouth and showed a slightly contemptuous smile: "It should be said that this illness can't be cured by anyone except the ruthless head of the Yuan family."

"Hu Zhu!" Yuan Ziyu suddenly scolded him in a low voice, even his gaze became sharp.

Hu Zhu shrugged and said nothing.

"I'm fine." Yuan Ziyu interrupted all the questions that Yan Heng was holding back, his tone became stiff, he stood up, passed Yan Heng and said: "I'm going to sleep again, you don't bother me anymore."

Yan Heng also stood up, and just after two steps, he suddenly felt dizzy, and the tile floor under his feet seemed to have instantly turned into a muddy puddle, sinking his legs into it, and he couldn't use any strength.

Some languages ​​that he didn't understand came from far and near by his ears, as if someone was chanting some spells, and those spells gradually changed from as thin as mosquitoes to sharp buzzing, rushing into his brain, dialing It moved his brain nerves, bringing bursts of throbbing pain.

"Yan Heng!" He heard Yuan Ziyu's voice calling him, as if it was muffled by a stream of water, drifting farther and farther...

Eventually lose consciousness.

"Yan Heng, Yan Heng..." Yuan Ziyu helped Yan Heng who suddenly fell to the ground, and gently patted his face, trying to wake him up.

A gray color of death crawled up Yan Heng's cheeks at an extremely fast speed, his body temperature was rapidly draining, his breath was like a gossamer, and even his heartbeat and pulse became weaker and weaker.

"Hu Zhu, come and see what's wrong with him." Yuan Ziyu called Hu Zhu anxiously, he had never seen such a strange situation.

Hu Zhu lazily stood up from the sofa, and muttered: "Isn't it just that I passed out suddenly? It's just that I haven't recovered from the evil spirit last time. Why are you making such a big fuss..." Before he could say the strange words, Hu Zhu, who saw Yan Heng clearly, suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief.

He squatted down quickly, shook Yan Heng's head to look left and right, put his hands on top of his head and groped for a while, finally stopped and said in a daze: "How could this be..."

Yuan Ziyu also touched along the direction of his hand, and instantly felt a chill spread from the thing he touched to his fingertips, like touching a cold poisonous snake.

He hastily parted Yan Heng's hair, only to see a short black nail being inserted into Yan Heng's brain from the top of Yan Heng's head. The sunlight above seemed to be swallowed up.

"What is this?" He asked Hu Zhu in surprise.

Hu Zhu's face was solemn, and he spit out a few words in an irrelevant answer: "He's actually back..."

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It's on the list, lazy fish can't be lazy, it's more, it needs to be more, I wish my favorites on the list will increase ^o^

The evil, charming and mad villain finally appeared

It is estimated that there will be dog blood in the future, so let's get vaccinated first. . . . . .