I use technology to revitalize the underworld

The prisoner will go back to the world. "

Sanshengshi & Li Xingguo: "Yes."

Yan Wangyin quickly flew to Feng Jingchen's shoulder: "Chenchen, I want to go back with you~"

It has been a long time since I was with Chen Chen!

"Okay." Feng Jingchen walked deep into the underworld with Yan Wangyin.

Along the way, I happened to see the excavation team of Wangchuan River.

In just a few days, there are more than 100 guilty ghosts serving on the excavation team.

But those newcomers seemed very restless, and if they didn't pay attention, they wanted to throw their backs on the basket.

Weng Xiaoshu and her younger brothers had to supervise the work with homemade whips.

Whoever dares to steal, rape and play tricks, just hit the whip!The soul and body will be a little turbulent.

"Wow~" Yan Wangyin couldn't help admiring, "This place has a bit of the atmosphere of the underworld~"

the other side.

Inside the 608 dormitory.

Murong Qiao and the others have finished their interrogation.

They are sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Murong Qiao crossed his arms: "Tsk, you really deserve to be cannon fodder, but you don't know anything."

The only information they ask.

Just a few days after the Yan family was demolished, the head of the Yan family came to this bar and began to select people to teach spells.

These dozen or so people are just a handful of Patriarch Yan's vast number of "students".

There are dozens of people left, and the list has been handed over to Qianqingmen for processing.

Oh no, there is another clue!

Zuo Zhao: "That manager Zhou Peng, why did you want to kill her?"

That's right, those guys who attacked Zhou Peng were all recruited by Zhou Peng's agent with money!

Murong Qiao shook her head: "Who knows, the entertainment industry has always been so chaotic. I suspect that the ghost who almost killed Zhou Peng before was also her manager looking for an evil celestial master."

Huiqing: "Amitabha, shall we arrest him?"

Murong Qiao looked at his phone: "Zhou Peng went abroad to record a program a few days ago. Xiao Xiao and the others have already boarded the plane, and it will take six hours to return to the capital."

Yan Siyao's body relaxed slightly: "Then let's rest for a while."

You can't just run after the plane.

so tired!

Murong Qiao turned her peachy eyes slightly: "Okay, you guys go quickly."

He couldn't wait to blast the three of them away!

With a bang, the door of the dormitory was locked.

then…

Murong Qiao leaned against the door in a daze, unconsciously raising her hand to touch her lips.

The scene that happened in the dark bar before began to be continuously played in a loop in my mind.

The heartbeat was completely uncontrollable again, beating wildly.

He raised his hands to cover his face, but he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from crazily rising.

Ahhh! !

Ah Yu's face and lips...are so soft! !

Murong Qiao felt that his heart was about to explode!

At this point, what else does he not understand?

What color control?What good friend?

Fake!Everything is fake!

Zuo Zhao is also good-looking.

But when he thought of pretending to be a couple with Zuo Zhao, he immediately became so disgusted that he couldn't eat!

There are also Huiqing and Si Yao, and even Lulu and Xinghai. Although they are not disgusting, there is absolutely no disturbance.

Where is it like Ayu...

When I think about it, I start to get excited and look forward to it.

Murong Qiao figured it out.

He is greedy Ayu's body... Bah, bah, bah! !

Murong Qiao's mind is extremely confused now.

For a while, it was the scene in the bar, and for a while, it was the scene with Feng Jingchen.

The more he thought about it, the faster his heart beat and his face turned red.

As soon as Feng Jingchen and Yan Wangyin came back.

I saw Daoist Murong, who was still a fairy before, squatting behind the door alone.

With a fair complexion, the ears and neck are flushed, and it looks... very delicious.

Feng Jingchen: "?"

He shook his head abruptly, throwing away the strange thought.

At this time, Murong Qiao was also distressed sweetly: "How should I tell Ayu?"

Feng Jingchen: "Say what?"

"?!" Murong Qiao flew up! !