The cannon fodder of quick time travel, he is beautiful, strong and miserable

Yanyuan.

Cheng Honghou was outside the door, and after waiting patiently for half an hour, he knocked lightly on the door and said respectfully, "Sir, Boss Huang from the west of the city is asking to see you."

After bowing and waiting for a while, there was still silence inside. Cheng Hong began to feel uneasy. Because he owed Boss Huang a favor, he had the courage to knock on the door of Mr. Huang's room.

The husband has a weird temper. According to the current situation, I'm afraid he will be annoyed.

This favor is really hard to owe, Cheng Hong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, anyway, he has already asked, so don't blame him if he fails.

Just when Cheng Hong was about to leave, a deep magnetic voice suddenly sounded from inside.

"West of the city?"

Like the sounds of nature, as cold as a winter spring, it came through the room. Although it was pleasant to the ear, it made people tremble inexplicably.

Cheng Hong tensed his body instantly, bent over and said respectfully: "Yes."

After waiting patiently for a long time, just when Cheng Hong thought there was nothing to say, he said inside again: "Come in."

Cheng Hong was overjoyed, he respectfully responded, and quickly pushed the door open and entered. He didn't dare to raise his head after entering, and walked through the hall with his head slightly down, took the water basin on the wooden frame, poured some warm water, and carried it into the back room .

Putting the water basin on the wooden frame beside him, Cheng Hong skillfully bent down and put the shoes under the bed, then quickly stepped aside, staring down at the ground, not daring to cast a random glance.

There was the sound of rustling clothes, and then one person got out of bed and put on his shoes, and Cheng Hong hurriedly pushed the wheelchair over.

After he sat in the wheelchair, Cheng Hong hurriedly brought a basin to wash his hands. After working for a while, Cheng Hong pushed him out.

Boss Huang was walking back and forth in the hall, but there was no movement in the other courtyard. The longer he waited, the more anxious and nervous he felt.

I'm afraid that Mr. Han won't want to see him.

Hearing the sound of the wheelchair, Boss Huang turned around and stared at the door in an instant, overjoyed.

When he really saw Han Yu, Boss Huang was so excited that he hurriedly bowed and said hello: "Mr. Han!"

Han Yu ignored him, and was pushed by Cheng Hong to the main seat and sat down.

Boss Huang didn't mind his indifference, and if he could invite him to meet, it was his ancestors who took care of him.

Cheng Hong brought two cups of tea, put them on the table next to Han Yu first, and then handed the other cup to Boss Huang.

Boss Huang was flattered and quickly got up to take it with both hands.

Taking a sip cautiously, his eyes lit up instantly, it was a rare top-grade tea!

Blessed!

Boss Huang looked sideways at the seat, he didn't dare to look at Han Yu carefully just now, but when he looked over there now, surprise flashed in his eyes.

The man has silver hair, regular facial features, clear outline, as perfect as a sculpture, with a tear mole dotted at the end of his eyes, sexy and full of temptation.

She was dressed in a long gown and gown that was elegant, with unintelligible Sanskrit embroidered all over the clothes, and a lavender tassel hanging on the button of the coat on the chest, with incomprehensible Sanskrit engraved on it.

In the hand with well-defined joints, there is a crystal clear jade gourd, which is small, exquisite and eye-catching.

Looking carefully, Boss Huang's eyes flashed with astonishment. If he guessed correctly, the gourd is actually a soul-fixing gourd, an artifact that is rumored to be able to mend the soul!

God!

The soul-fixing reed, sought after by the world and even scrambling to find it, is actually in Han Yu's hands!

The astonishment flashed away, and thinking of Han Yu's identity, Boss Huang was stunned again. Among all the sorcerers, only Han Yu is worthy of having this Immortal Soul Reed!

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and Han Yu raised his eyelids to look at Boss Huang, with impatience in his sharp eyes.

Being stared at by this cold and cruel gaze, Boss Huang instantly remembered the taboo of this person, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to take another peek.

"Han...Mr. Han, I came here today to ask you to help me subdue the evil spirit in the mansion in the west of the city. I invited eight mages and all died in the hands of the evil spirit. There is really no way."

"Mr. Han, as long as you help me subdue that evil spirit, I will give you as much money as you want, please help me."

Han Yu remained silent, lifted the lid of the tea with one hand, took a sip from the tea cup, and finally put it down, Cheng Hong beside him hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, Han Yu took it, and wiped his hands slowly.

The behavior of the good-looking people is full of pleasing scenes.

Even just looking at it is fascinating.

But the two didn't dare to look too much, they both lowered their heads and waited patiently.

After Han Yu wiped his hands, he put the handkerchief on the table, and tapped the chair lightly with his slender fingertips.

Cheng Hong quickly pushed the wheelchair over, waited for him to get into the wheelchair, and then pushed him out of the hall.

Boss Huang thought that Mr. Han would not make a move, and when he was downcast, Cheng Hong turned around and called him, "What are you doing in a daze, you still don't lead the way."

Boss Huang looked at him in disbelief, and when he knew that Mr. Han was really willing to make a move, he was both surprised and happy.

He never expected that he really invited Mr. Han!

He De He Can!

Not only Boss Huang was shocked, but Cheng Hong also found it inconceivable. You must know that Mr. has not made a move for three years. Before, no matter how noble the person was, no matter how much money he spent to invite him, he never even saw him face to face.

Not only did they meet each other this time, but they were also willing to make a move!

Sure enough, Mr. Xin, the sea needle.

Can't guess.

The three of them came outside the house. Although it was evening, the sun was still high and it was unusually hot.

With Han Yu here, Boss Huang boldly followed them in.

The inside of the house and the outside of the house are completely different boundaries, the outside is terribly hot, but the inside is dark, humid and terribly cold.

Can be clearly in the same sky.

Weird and weird.

The gate of the house was slammed shut suddenly, Boss Huang was startled, and subconsciously hid behind Cheng Hong.

Cheng Hong glanced at him contemptuously, took out a leaf from his bosom, chanted a spell in a low voice, put it in front of his eyes, and then fixed his eyes into the house, but saw nothing unusual.

Boss Huang paid attention to the leaf in his hand and asked, "What is this?"

"Psychic Leaf, you can see ghosts."

Boss Huang swallowed nervously, and said in a low voice, "Can you help me with it? I also want to see what the evil spirit occupying my house looks like."

"You are not afraid?"

"No...not afraid."

Seeing his timidity, Cheng Hong sneered, and then scratched the leaf in front of his eyes.

"No matter what you see, don't scream and cover your mouth."

Boss Huang quickly covered his mouth and nodded hastily.

Han Yu rubbed the gourd in his hand and tapped on the chair lightly. Cheng Hong hurried forward and pushed him in.

Boss Huang was scared, but he followed them closely.

The further you go inside, the more cloudy the air is, and the cold breath lingers around the body, making people shiver with cold.

Just as Boss Huang was about to ask Cheng Hong, he saw his serious face, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and dared not speak. Boss Huang hurriedly covered his mouth honestly, shrank behind Cheng Hong, and looked around in panic. .

Inside the master bedroom.

Shen Yan stretched his waist and woke up, and suddenly smelled a strange smell on the tip of his nose, it was a stranger.

Someone else came.

Stretching slightly, Shen Yan floated to the door, moved the tip of his nose slightly and sniffed again, his eyes suddenly lit up, it tasted delicious! !

hungry!

The taste buds were aroused, and Shen Yan floated out instantly.

Hiding behind the pillar, Shen Yan looked sideways into the yard, and there were three strangers.

One ordinary person, two mages.

It is not easy to be a mage in a wheelchair. Shen Yan glanced at it from a distance and came up with this idea.

The innate majesty of a strong man made Shen Yan fearful.

The tip of his nose sniffed again, and the pleasant smell came from the wheelchair mage.

hungry……

Why did it come from that person?

Shen Yan wanted to eat but dared not go there.

In the end, the thought of hunger overcame the fear, Shen Yan couldn't control too much, and floated out with an umbrella in his invisibility.

The closer you get, the clearer that delicious smell becomes.

Shen Yan's saliva almost drooled.

I was a ghost at first, and I was a foodie. If I can't eat, it's very tormenting... Oh, no, tormenting ghosts.

Holding the umbrella and only three steps away from them, Shen Yan stopped and stared vigilantly at the mage in the wheelchair. Seeing that he seemed to be unable to see himself, Shen Yan let go of his courage and approached them.

First, he circled around them, seeing that the three of them didn't respond, he grinned, so what about the mage, it's not like he couldn't see me.

Playing tricks on his mind, Shen Yan first stood in front of Boss Huang, and lightly drew a circle in front of him with his pale fingertips.

Boss Huang instantly felt a gust of cold wind blowing in, and the chill invaded, making him sneeze uncontrollably. In the end, he had hallucinations, thinking that he was locked in the refrigerator.

Seeing his strange appearance, Cheng Hong suddenly thought of something, and was about to help him, when his body was suddenly imprisoned by something, making him unable to move in an instant.

Cheng Hong was terrified, and hurriedly asked Han Yu for help, "Sir!"

Han Yu glanced at him sideways, but his eyes were not fixed on him, but slightly shifted to look beside him.

Shen Yan looked at Cheng Hong's goofy look, and couldn't help laughing, his hand holding the umbrella was shaking, and he caught a glimpse of Han Yu inadvertently from the corner of his eye, and his smile froze instantly.

The man's deep eyes fell on him accurately, unfathomable and penetrating, as if he could see through everything.

Shen Yan trembled all over, his vigilance increased, and he quickly drifted away defensively.

But the next moment, the man seemed to have seen nothing, and lowered his eyes to stare at his feet.

Suspiciously, Shen Yan floated back again, approached the man tentatively, and finally floated in front of the man, waving his white hand lightly.

The man didn't respond.

illusion?

Shen Yan tilted his head in doubt, slowly stretched out his white fingertips, and poked the man lightly. To his shock, he was able to touch the man!

Surprise flashed in Shen Yan's eyes, and he touched the tassels on the man's jacket again, he could really touch them!

wow!

Shen Yan was very happy like a child. These days, he couldn't touch anything, and this was the first time he touched a real thing!

Raising his eyes to see the man's appearance from a close distance, Shen Yan was stunned. The man in front of him had a peerless face. Although his short hair was white, it gave him a sense of mystery.

What made Shen Yan dazzled was that this person's features were similar to Chi Yan's.

It's just that Chi Yan doesn't have moles at the end of his eyes.

Will it be him?

The system is not there, he can't confirm it.

When Shen Yan leaned over to get close to the man, the waterfall-like black hair fell down, and a mischievous strand touched the tip of Han Yu's nose, itching slightly, and carrying a faint fragrance of jasmine.

Shen Yan was about to get up in a trance, when his wrist was suddenly grabbed, he didn't notice it for a moment, and fell into the man's arms in an instant.