The god is an exorcist

The two immediately looked in the direction of Qiongqi together. Yuan Ziyu had closed the barrier, and Qiongqi had returned to human form, lying naked on the floor that was originally covered with bricks, but now it was blasted black land.

Qiongqi huddled up with his back to them, his wheat-colored skin was covered with all kinds of scorched black scabs, and there was a dark red tiger's tail drooping at the position of the tailbone.

Hu Zhu had black lines on his face: "Where did you see that he recovered?"

"The evil spirit is much weaker," Yuan Ziyu said.

Anyone who is seriously injured and unconscious can't be strong!And does the weakness of the evil spirit have anything to do with whether he has recovered?

Hu Zhu complained in his heart and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Yuan Ziyu pretended not to see it, and pointed to Qiongqi: "Do you want him to be watched naked like that all the time?"

"Wow! If that's the case, he will probably silence us all when he wakes up!" Although Hu Zhu said this, his face was obviously gloating.

It's rare to see Qiongqi deflated. This must be the biggest black history of him in ten thousand years, maybe ten thousand years later. I think I can tease him out if I have nothing to do in the future, and let his self-righteous face show something that he has never seen before. With an expression of shame and indignation, Hu Zhu felt extremely refreshed.

So Yuan Ziyu and Yan Heng looked at Hu Zhu who was smiling wretchedly, took off his coat and wrapped Qiongqi in his arms, picked him up and said goodbye to them: "I'll take him back to the demon world first."

"Before there are too many people around, let's go back too." Watching Hu Zhu leave, Yuan Ziyu turned his head and said to Yan Heng.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Yan Heng looking up at the huge gap upstairs.

That was Yan Chen's office.

"Want to take a look?" Yuan Ziyu asked.

Yan Heng withdrew his gaze, and said with a stiff expression: "Forget it..."

"Let's go and have a look." Yuan Ziyu dragged him into the building before he finished speaking.

Because of the commotion just now, there was no one in the huge office building. Walking into the elevator and pressing the floor, Yan Heng was so quiet that he let him lead him along the way. As the elevator went up, Yuan Ziyu could clearly feel it. The hand that Yan Heng held with himself became tighter and tighter.

Yan Chen's office is very high, because the entire wall has been destroyed, and the wind gushing in through the opening has blown the documents on the desk all over the floor, and Yan Chen himself is lying on the floor with his neck limp Turn in the direction of the door.

The moment he saw him, Yan Heng seemed to lose all strength, and the hand holding Yuan Ziyu also dropped down.

Yuan Ziyu walked over, felt Yan Chen's pulse, and shook his head regretfully: "He is dead."

Yan Heng didn't speak, just stared at Yan Chen's body, the muscles on his face were tense.

Yan Chen's expression was very painful, and the corner of his mouth was still stained with blood. In fact, Yuan Ziyu didn't need to say that, the first time he saw him, Yan Heng knew that he was hopeless.

After a while, Yan Heng sighed and took out his phone: "I... call the police."

Due to the previous commotion here, the police arrived within a few minutes, and Yan Chen's body was taken away by the ambulance. Yuan Ziyu and Yan Heng went to the police station for questioning.

Unable to mention such unimaginable things as Qiongqi and the conjurer, Yuan Ziyu and Yan Heng could only omit this part, only saying that they were worried about what happened because they saw the collapse of the building when they passed by, and they saw Yan Chen's corpse.

That building was originally the property of the Yan family. As Yan's family member, the surveillance video in the elevator proved that the two were not lying. After finishing the transcript, the two were allowed to leave. When they walked out of the police station, they met Yan Heng. parents and elder brother.

The man who was all-powerful in the shopping mall has shed his shell of a shrewd businessman, and is just a poor old man with white hair sending black hair to others.

His eagle-like sharp gaze was no longer there, his face was full of grief, and even his tall and straight back became slightly bent.

The moment they passed by, Yan Heng paused, wanting to say something, but Yan Sheng walked over as if he didn't see him, Yan Heng had to hang his head in frustration.

Zuo Chanchan stopped and touched her son's face, she also had a sad face: "Your father is just too sad."

"En." Yan Heng nodded.

"Alas..." Zuo Chanchan sighed, then looked at Yuan Ziyu again: "You guys have to be good."

Yan Qing patted Yan Heng on the shoulder, left behind his parents without saying a word.

It was already dark when the two returned home.

Yan Heng was very quiet today, and it was not until he was sleeping that he reached out and hugged Yuan Ziyu from behind, put his forehead on the back of his neck, and rubbed him coquettishly.

Yuan Ziyu patted the hand on his waist: "What? Can't sleep?"

"En." Yan Heng nodded, his warm breath slipped into Yuan Ziyu's pajamas along the collar, itching.

"Do you suspect that Qiongqi killed Yan Chen?" Yuan Ziyu asked.

Yan Heng didn't answer.

Yuan Ziyu said: "Qongqi once told me that there was a man who sacrificed his soul to him and wanted you to die."

Yan Heng's body froze suddenly.

Yuan Ziyu continued: "Although Yan Chen sacrificed to Qiongqi, Qiongqi has not reached an agreement to kill you so far, so I don't think he will take the initiative to kill Yan Chen, but I will help you with this matter. He asked clearly."

"Thank you, Zi Yu." Yan Heng said, his arms around him tightened again, and his voice was as low as talking to himself: "I find it strange that Yan Chen hates me so much, and even wants me to die, and even hurts me. For you, I should be happy that he died, but I don’t know why, the moment I saw his corpse, my chest still felt like something was blocked, and I felt uncomfortable.”

"After all, you are family." Yuan Ziyu said: "You have lived together for so many years, not to mention that we are all safe now, but he has passed away."

How could it be possible to break the bonds between blood ties? You have to think about it in your own shoes. Even if you let yourself down and don’t want to step into the Yuan family for the rest of your life, if something happens to you, you can’t be ruthless and don’t hear about it. don't ask.

"Yeah." Yan Heng nodded lightly, but kept holding Yuan Ziyu and said nothing.

Just when Yuan Ziyu thought he had fallen asleep, Yan Heng suddenly jumped up again, stood up slightly, put his chin on his shoulder, rubbed his side face and said, "You smell so sweet."

Yuan Ziyu raised his wrist and smelled it: "It's probably the scent of shower gel and shampoo."

"No." Yan Heng continued to rub against him: "I used to think that you smell so good, it's a smell that I can't describe but I like it very much, it makes people feel comfortable, and I can't help but want to get close to you , to touch you, but the scent seems to be stronger today."

"Okay." Anyway, he can't smell it, so he can say whatever he wants.

"I'll give you a gift." As he spoke, Yan Heng raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Yuan Ziyu, a blooming champagne rose appeared on Yan Heng's fingertips with a crisp sound like magic, exuding Rich aroma.

"You can use those powers freely?" Yuan Ziyu took Rose and smiled. His seal appeared on his wrist again shortly after arriving at the police station. Unexpectedly, Yan Heng kept the power of the green dragon.

The creamy petals are still covered with dew, delicate and lovely.

"Well." Yan Heng said: "The first time I gave you roses, I actually bought [-] roses first, but they were broken when I beat Shang Zishou in the alley. Only upstairs and downstairs are paved to fill you up."

"I'm afraid that would be a disaster, and I won't be happy." Although Yuan Ziyu said this, the corners of his mouth rose even more.

"But I can give it to you at any time now." Yan Heng also laughed: "I never asked you whether you like this rose, but when I saw it, I felt that you are just like this rose, although you are full It’s spikes, it seems difficult to approach, but as long as you have the courage to approach, you can touch the soft and sweet petals wrapped by the thorns.”

Yuan Ziyu slightly turned his head and glanced at him: "Your words are so nasty."

"Is there?" Yan Heng kissed him on the lips in this posture, and said, "It seems really sensual. But, do you like it? Champagne roses."

"I like it." Yuan Ziyu turned over to face him, lowered her head and kissed him on the forehead.

This young man who has always been by his side and always smiled at him may not be strong, but he unexpectedly made himself feel reliable, like the light shining into his soul, refracting colorful colors, making his already decayed Life came back to life.

But this ray of light will also be shrouded in haze one day, which makes people feel distressed, so Yuan Ziyu took the initiative to hug him back: "I will always be with you."

"It's great to meet you." Yan Heng leaned over and kissed those lips that looked softer and sweeter than rose petals again.

"I should say this to you." Yuan Ziyu thought to himself, opened his mouth voluntarily, and let the other party's tongue, which was gently licking his lips, penetrate into his mouth.

The sound of water chasing and entangled by the tip of the tongue is very clear in the silent night, like a soft little hook teasing the desire of the two embracing people. The comfortable touch made Yuan Ziyu a little drunk, and her porcelain-white cheeks gradually Pale pink emerged, and his breathing became rapid, so that when Yan Heng left him suddenly, he was a little at a loss, and subconsciously hooked the other's neck tighter.

Yan Heng, who originally thought that he would be unable to hold back any more kisses, saw the red corners of the other party's eyes in the hazy night, with misty eyes, and slightly opened lips that were red and swollen from being kissed. , gasping for breath, the whole body seemed to be set on fire, burning from head to toe, and even the heart seemed to be stuffed with a handful of marbles, almost jumping in the chest It exploded.

I couldn't help but stretch out my hand to hold the side of the other person's face, and brushed my thumb over the long eyelashes of the other person, bringing an itchy and numb touch, along the eyelashes, sweeping to the end of the eyes, and stroking the corners of the lips, the white and tender neck, the shape is beautiful All the way down the collarbone, the warm and smooth skin touched was like fine silk, which made Yan Heng love it even more.

A groan escaped from Yuan Ziyu's mouth, his body trembled, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were half closed, his wet eyes fell on Yan Heng, his brows were slightly frowned, it seemed very unbearable, but even more attractive.

Just when Yan Heng couldn't help but wanted to kiss him again, two lines of nosebleeds gushed out of his nasal cavity soundlessly, dripping on Yuan Ziyu's gray pajamas, and caught him off guard!

The author has something to say:

Merry Christmas, little ducks!

Let Yuyu say something to the girl Heng for everyone: Bah!Really useless!