The devil does not play cards according to the routine [Entertainment circle]

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1 .....

Abandoned by Yu Zhengwei, Wei Yehua, who had been lying naked in the bathtub all night, almost developed a high fever the next day and went west.

Wei Yehua woke up in a daze, only to find himself lying in Qi Chen's bathtub in a particularly bad posture, and Qi Chen had long since disappeared.

Wei Yehua's brain, already burnt to a pulp, tried even harder to recall what he did to Qi Chen last night, but he couldn't remember anything.

After putting on the wet clothes and trousers, Wei Yehua walked out of Qi Chen's room with difficulty while leaning on the wall. He searched around the room but did not see Qi Chen's figure.

Wei Yehua shook his head, trying to make his brain less bulky, the world spun in an instant, and he couldn't support himself and fell down.

"Qi Chen..." Wei Yehua, who was hot from the icy floor, regained consciousness a little, and tried to stand up with his hands on his hands.

"Plop" and fell to the floor.

This time the noise was a bit loud, waking up Le Ze who was still sleeping.

Le Ze was in a state of anxiety because of the press conference, and did not fall into a deep sleep. Hearing the sound, he put on his slippers and ran out angrily.

In the end, he saw that Wei Yehua did not maintain his "young master" demeanor, and was lying sickly at the door of Qi Chen's room.

Le Ze ran over and stretched out his hand, but was startled by Wei Yehua's scorching body temperature, "Brother Wei, Brother Wei? Brother Wei, why are you so hot?"

"..."

"What?" Le Ze leaned his ears closer, and after hearing clearly that Wei Yehua was whispering Qi Chen's name, Le Ze couldn't control the expression on his face for a moment.

"Brother! Brother Wei has a fever!" Le Ze helped Wei Yehua sit on the sofa, "Brother Wei, why are your clothes full of water? Qi Chen went out suddenly in the middle of the night yesterday and didn't come back all night."

Wei Yehua leaned limply on the sofa, repeating the words "didn't come back" with a splitting headache.

"Yeah, I don't know who picked him up." Le Ze said he didn't know, and he was so jealous in his heart. If money is hard to buy, he would have known it, otherwise he would have sent himself to Mr. Mo's lips.

In the end, Qi Chen got a big deal for nothing, and regretted it too late.

Le Yue came over rubbing his sleepy eyes, and suggested with a frown: "What's wrong with him, I have to help him change into dry clothes first."

The two moved Wei Yehua back to his room together.

As soon as Le Ze entered the room, he immediately realized that something was wrong. Wei Yehua's bed and suitcase hadn't been touched. He didn't spend the night in his room last night. Le Ze lowered his head and thought absurdly: It's impossible to fall asleep in the bath with clothes on Alright.

Le Ze recalled that Wei Yehua was always chanting Qi Chen's name, and slightly curled his lips, "Brother, I think we should give first aid, he looks like he has a bad fever."

Le Yu faintly felt that something was wrong, but seeing that Wei Yehua was indeed prone to fever, he compromised.

After the two helped Wei Yehua wipe himself and change his clothes, the ambulance arrived.

Seeing that Le Yu was about to rush out with a vicissitudes face, Le Ze hurriedly pulled Le Yu, took out the mask from his pocket and handed it over, "Wait a minute, brother, a mask."

When the ambulance drove into the community, it was delayed for some time by the paparazzi squatting on the edge of the community, and they all wanted to take advantage of the troubled waters to enter the community.In the end, the medical staff had no choice but to carry the stretcher and ran towards the apartment.

"Wait, that's the direction of the apartment building where the artist lives." A voice came out, and the other returning paparazzi immediately raised their spears/guns/cannons, aiming at the apartment door, vowing not to let it go any shot.

"Come out, come out!"

"It's the Paradise group. Judging from the body shape, it is Wei Yehua who is sick, and Le Ze is anxiously following him, and Qi Chen is nowhere to be seen. It can be seen from this that Qi Chen has made up his mind to fight Exit Paradise..."

"Le Ze is happy, I want to ask how Wei Yehua got sick, did he fall into a coma because of a conflict with Qi Chen?"

……

The scene was chaotic for a while, with various cameras pointing at Wei Yehua who was still haggard with a high fever, and even hindered the medical staff from moving.

2 .....

As the sun rose, Yu Zhengwei, whose spirit had been hovering over the city, returned to Qi Chen's body as the sun shone.

Qi Chen's body was completely refined by Yu Zhengwei yesterday, although his current cultivation level is only comparable to a demon.But the long road of cultivating demons, with a clear path, the future is no longer bleak.

Lord Mojun was in a good mood and decided to keep Wei Yehua by his side as rations.

Before casting spells, it used the power of the soul, but now it uses the newly cultivated magic energy.In order to see the difference between the two more clearly, Yu Zhengwei used a sleeve to the side by the way.

Yu Zhengwei:? ? ?

Everything nearby disappeared in an instant.

Lord Mojun waved his hands, he was wearing short sleeves today, but there were no sleeves, so...where are the things?

Emmm...

Yu Zhengwei, who overturned his car after using the first spell, fell into the infinite desire to survive, and began to experiment with things in the house that were not pleasing to the eye.

Items belonging to an unknown person gradually became less and less.

Yu Zhengwei frowned, pinched the part of the "sleeve" in the air, did the spell mutate?

Yu Zhengwei closed his eyes, his mind floated in the air, and manipulated his body to use the universe in his sleeves again.

Under the purple eyes, all spells were invisible, and Yu Zhengwei returned to his body, looking at the "sleeves" thoughtfully.

Just now, after he saw himself using the universe in the sleeve, the "sleeve" opened its black mouth and swallowed something in. After swallowing, it turned back into air.

The world view collapsed only in an instant, was that "the universe" just now?

In Wuzhou Continent, there is no so-called space system theory. All objects related to space storage are arranged by formation masters, including Qiankun bags.Even the so-called "Sleeve Cosmos" is nothing more than shrinking items and putting them in the sleeves.

But now Yu Zhengwei has directly opened up a space slit to store items in it. Yu Zhengwei is a little confused about this unprecedented situation.

then……

Yu Zhengwei discovered another problem.

——(serious face) How is he going to take things out?

3 .....

The speed of news dissemination is always fast.

Wei Yehua just got into the ambulance, and it spread quickly on the Internet.It implied that the hot search was withdrawn immediately, and the keyword search was blocked, but it was still spread in other areas.

Yu Zhengwei didn't know at all that Wei Yehua's only fans had already blamed Wei Yehua's illness on him again.

After experimenting for a long time, Yu Zhengwei, who collected a bunch of stuff and didn't spit it out, had already gotten into trouble with the "sleeve".

Caught off guard by Wen Yao's call, Yu Zhengwei didn't react, and almost threw the phone in his "sleeve".

["Where are you?"] Wen Yao's anxious voice came from the phone.

"Um……"

["You're not in the apartment?"]

"do not know."

["..."] Wen Yao didn't expect such an answer, ["Then send me your location."]

Yu Zhengwei:? ? ?

Are human beings already so powerful? Yu Zhengwei humbly asked, "How to operate?"

On the other side, Wen Yao, who was holding the phone, was speechless.Consoling myself, after repeating "geniuses have no distractions" three times, he patiently taught Yu Zhengwei: "There is a plus sign on the side of the WeChat message, you click it, there is a location, and then you choose 'send location ' That's it."

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhengwei hung up the phone and quickly sent a location.

[Qi Chen (Master Mojun)]: (Changzhu Xiaoyuan.map)

"Changzhu small courtyard? A bit out of the way..." Wen Yao stared at the phone screen in fear, little brat! !Is it the wrong location? !

Wen Yao had no choice but to test his limits, and sent a WeChat message after deliberation.

[Wen Yao]: Running so far?

[Qi Chen (Master Mojun)]: Ah, Merwin threw me here in the middle of the night last night.

Wen Yao's whole body is not well.

Instant headache, heartache, chest tightness, he wanted Merwin to persuade Yu Zhengwei to live in another place, not to let him live here! !

As upright as he is, how should he treat his elementary school brother and boss in the future, Wen Yao is now full of messy thoughts, and finally had to directly confirm his true intentions to Merwin.

[Wen Yao]: Why did you arrange Qi Chen to live in Changzhu Courtyard? Did you...

Wen Yao typed, deleted, deleted, and typed, but he still couldn't choose a correct option from the two words "like" or "hidden rules". Fortunately, Merwin had already answered him quickly.

[Mervyn]: Safe.

[Merwen]: He didn't take the luggage yesterday, you can arrange it.

[Wen Yao]: (My mom. jpg) Isn't your room... what about your other roommate?

[Merwen]: ……………

[Wen Yao]: Talk about people.

After a while, Mervin finally sent a human message.

[Mervyn]: ………… I forgot.

"Ancestor!!" Wen Yao wanted to curse!