Do not disturb the evil spirits [Unlimited]

"My spirit butterfly seems to like you very much." Ye Mingkong said, "Why don't I give it to you?"

Si Qingxuan turned his head when he heard the words, glanced at the person who made the sound, and confirmed that he was the master of Lingdie.

Si Qingxuan remembered that Zhaolin once said that this spirit butterfly belonged to an awakened person who controlled the wind, and this awakened person used the spirit butterfly to collect information...

He raised his eyes, slowly showed a smile, pinched Lingdie from his hair with precision, and said gently: "You're welcome. But I don't need it. This little thing has suffered a lot, I think You'd better take it back and comfort yourself."

Lingdie seemed to understand Si Qingxuan's words, originally it planned to struggle for a few seconds, but now it was completely wilted.

Although Ye Mingkong was rejected, the smile on his face still didn't fade. He seemed to understand Si Qingxuan's concerns, and explained: "It's my fault, I'm sorry, I didn't explain clearly in advance. Butterfly is one of the additional skills of my talent. Although I usually use it to detect information, I can also turn it into a creation that is completely independent of me... As long as I cut off the supply of aura to it, you will be the only one. If you are the supplier of spiritual energy, then it belongs to you completely."

Just like ordinary butterflies survive by sucking nectar, the food of Psylocke is Reiki.

Whoever provides it with aura is its parent.

Ye Ming talked about this in empty words, and Si Qingxuan also felt his full sincerity.

Si Qingxuan looked down at the butterfly on his fingertips.

Call it ugly, but it's not so ugly.Instead, it's beautiful.The wings, in particular, reflect different shades of bright blue as the light changes, and the ridges are a little pearly, with a texture as delicate as petals, and a color as cold and pure as an ice field.

It is not those unattainable, gorgeous butterflies that make people doubt whether they are poisonous, but a small, poor and lovely butterfly.

Feeling the pure breath of Lingdie, Si Qingxuan was sure that Ye Mingkong had no malicious intentions, so he nodded slightly: "Okay."

Ye Mingkong immediately showed a bright smile.

He quickly cut off the connection between himself and Lingdie, and guided Si Qingxuan to turn his aura into silk and wrap it around Lingdie's feet.Soon, the transfer ceremony was completed.

"Think of it as a meeting gift from me." Ye Mingkong said, "A beautiful woman should be accompanied by a beautiful butterfly."

As the saying goes, if you reach out and don't hit a smiling person, and Ye Mingkong knows how to speak and do things properly, Si Qingxuan took him a spirit butterfly for nothing - so Si Qingxuan's attitude towards Ye Mingkong is very familiar. There is pampering.

At least, he didn't refuse Ye Mingkong's further conversation.

But before Ye Mingkong could say a few words, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and an irresistible hand forcefully pulled him two steps forward.

Ye Mingkong turned his head and saw Zhao Lin's face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Your butterflies look really beautiful." Zhaolin said each word, his cold eyes seemed to give Ye Mingkong an immediate Fa-rectification, "Why don't you give me a few too?"

Ye Mingkong: "..."

Oops, forgot this guy was there!

Ye Mingkong laughed a few times in embarrassment, and suddenly felt that it would be better for him to withdraw quickly.

Anyway, Lingdie has already been sent out, and he still has other opportunities to contact Si Qingxuan... But judging by Zhao Lin's terrifying expression, it is definitely not wise to continue to show his intention to pry the wall in front of him!

Moreover, Ye Mingkong suddenly remembered that he still had a delicate task on his shoulders, and it was best not to attract Zhaolin's attention.

So Ye Mingkong patted the shoulder of Camera Lin with his backhand, and said, "It's not that I don't want to give it, but there are only a few of my spirit butterflies... Next time, let's talk about it next time!"

Afterwards, Ye Mingkong casually found an excuse and slipped away.

The owner of the spirit butterfly left, so Zhaolin's eyes fell on the spirit butterfly.

Si Qingxuan looked at his eyes, and said a little funny: "You won't have trouble with a spirit butterfly, right?" As he said, he put the spirit butterfly on his shoulder, and the tentacles of the spirit butterfly trembled, as if He became much more energetic, "It's my spirit butterfly now, you have to be more polite to it."

"It's not that I don't like this spirit butterfly. I..." Zhao Lin paused, the second half of the sentence was lost on the tip of his tongue, he lowered his head, and temporarily decided to change his strategy.

"It's your spirit butterfly." Zhaolin looked up, with a cold and aloof face, his eyes were burning, "But I'm also your...boyfriend. Why do you only protect it and not me?"

Si Qingxuan: "..."

The smile in Si Qingxuan's eyes flashed away.

The spirit butterfly on his shoulder suddenly started to flap its wings, and a gust of wind blew by, blowing Si Qingxuan's hair, but it also made Zhaolin see clearly that Si Qingxuan's eyes were like calm lake water, without any desire for Zhaolin See throbbing.

"Don't forget, we have already broken up." Si Qingxuan said, "There are many people chasing me. If you want to be my boyfriend...you have to work harder."

Zhao Lin was stunned.

He opened his eyes slightly, and was about to say something when suddenly a person stood beside Si Qingxuan.

It was a handsome young man with short blond hair and olive green eyes. He looked like a mixed race, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and his smile had a romantic and mysterious delicacy.

"Sorry to disturb you for a while, master." The man spoke in authentic Chinese, glanced at Zhao Lin meaningfully, and then said to Si Qingxuan respectfully, "The people from the Prevention and Control Bureau asked me to extend an invitation to you. You attend the research meeting two days later. The main content of the meeting is still to discuss the handling of the God's Core and the hunting strategy against the Church of True Spirit...Of course, if you feel tired, you can refuse at any time."

Si Qingxuan thought for a while: "How long does it take for Lin Chu's awakening registration?"

"If you just register your talent and don't test your level, then that day is enough. If your level is not determined, Mr. Lin will not be able to enjoy the convenience and treatment related to awakened people."

"It doesn't matter if you don't rate it first." Si Qingxuan said, "Help him complete the registration first, and then talk about the meeting."

"I understand." The blond youth nodded with a smile, "I'll keep an eye on it myself."

After finishing the work, the blond youth bowed slightly, returned to the crowd, and started talking with the executives of the Prevention and Control Bureau.

"Who... is he?" Zhao Lin asked.

"His name is Solomon, a temporary assistant arranged by Si Lingge." Si Qingxuan said with satisfaction, "If possible, I really hope that he can stay in the position of assistant for a long time. He is so considerate and smart. "

Zhao Lin: "You've only known him for half an hour."

Si Qingxuan: "Half an hour is enough to prove that he and I are very compatible. Just like just now, he can guess my mind and help me accomplish what I want to do without having to speak out. I'm sure he has nothing similar to read Gifted with a heart or something—it can only be said that he is a smart guy."

Just now, the blond young man interrupted to ask Si Qingxuan if he would attend the meeting, but Si Qingxuan turned his head and asked Lin Chu, did he ask for no reason?of course not.

Si Qingxuan reasonably suspected that the Prevention and Control Bureau wanted to take advantage of the meeting to divert the tiger away from the mountain and incorporate Lin Chu into the Prevention and Control Bureau.

Who made Lin Chu such a sweet pastry now?

As for the research meeting of the God's Core, it's the same with him or without him.Si Qingxuan hasn't decided whether to join in the fun yet.

【I suggest you go. ] The system, which had been silent for a long time, went online quietly, [They discussed the god core, and they must mention their understanding of the gods.You just take advantage of this opportunity to find out what they are.As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles...]

Speaking of which, Si Qingxuan is not only relatively unfamiliar with the Prevention and Control Bureau, but he doesn't even know much about his own industry - the famous Si Ling Pavilion.

For him, there are advantages and no disadvantages in filling the knowledge gap in this area.

So Si Qingxuan nodded secretly, and asked Zhaolin: "Do you know where the research meeting is held?"

"It was originally scheduled to be in Lingyang." Zhaolin shook his head, "Now, I'm not sure either."

"Your Lingyang branch is really full of disasters." Si Qingxuan sighed softly, "Maybe this is the price for getting two S-ranks from you and Shu Yan?"

However, the incidents encountered by the Lingyang sub-bureau cannot be described simply as unlucky.

On the contrary, it is more like a doomed disaster.

For a while, the two were relatively silent, and suddenly, a very energetic voice penetrated the silent air from far to near——

"Boss!" It was Song Zan, who was wrapped in bandages and looked excited. He trotted all the way, and blew towards Zhaolin like the wind, with tears in his eyes, "So you're all right!"

Zhaolin: "..."

Si Qingxuan: "..."

Zhao Lin looked at Song Zan, a little puzzled: "How did you make yourself look like this?"

He knew about the attack on the Lingyang branch.But Song Zan not only had unhealed scars, but also looked disheveled and disheveled, completely inconsistent with the handsome persona he usually set for himself as a "male college student in film school".

It stands to reason that Song Zan would not allow himself to run around the streets dressed like this.

But... Maybe it's because of worry and anxiety, there are some people who can't worry about these things.Seeing Song Zan eagerly running over to look for him, Zhao Lin was inevitably moved.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Song Zan took Zhao Lin's hand and began to cry half-truthfully:

"Boss, hurry back to the game. If you don't come back, I will be bullied to death—"

Just as Zhao Lin wanted to ask what was going on, Song Zan followed behind him.

It is the feast of the unscarred skin on the body, as white as new snow.

"Let's make it clear, who bullied you?" Shu Yan raised his eyebrows, and said unceremoniously, "Who took the initiative to review, saying that he failed to help when defending against the attack of the Church of True Spirits, and is willing to help in the follow-up pursuit?" Did you use your labor as compensation during the operation?"

"Then you can't throw me out as a bait, and once you throw it twice!" Song Zan said angrily, "I won't mention anything else, just that Kun—his talent is 'Earthquake', and he can't even throw me out twice!" Song Zan said angrily. Like a master of cultivating immortals, he set up a large array of Dunjia in the mountains, and I went through ninety-nine and eighty-one hardships in it, and was almost crushed to death by a rolling stone!"

Shu Yan: "Didn't I help you later, and I even sent you a blessing, 'You're all right'."

Song Zan: "Yeah, that guy got even more angry when he saw me running shit and breaking the formation. He led his clay giant and bronze mecha out to beat me up. Where were you at that time!" It's not good, you never know what kind of weird weapons people can pull out to resist you.

Shu Yan said impatiently: "To put it bluntly, I'm an auxiliary department. Do you want me to accompany you there?"

Song Zan: "... Then I'm just a crispy mage!"

Seeing that the two started to quarrel with each other, Zhao Lin suddenly asked, "Since when did you get along so well?"

Song Zan: "Damn, who has a good relationship with him."

Shu Yan: "Hehe."

"It seems that the relationship is good." Si Qingxuan agreed, "After two days of the seminar, will you go too?"

Song Zan restrained his expression, trying to answer Si Qingxuan's question; but Shu Yan, as if stung by something, subconsciously raised his head and looked at Si Qingxuan's profile.

... Strange, he always felt as if he had heard his voice somewhere.