fight for day

Ye Zhuming was indeed relieved when he saw Pan Mu, and he straightened his chair: "You are finally willing to come out of the mountain."

"I was reluctant at first," Pan Mu only glanced at him, and then turned his attention to Ying Yu, "But I heard that you were going to pull a cart of explosives to blow me out of Kunlun Mountain to help you handle the case, so I was so scared that I came out immediately. "

Ye Zhuming laughed: "Fart. When did I say such a thing? I can't handle the case without you, can I?"

"Oh." Pan Mu raised his buttocks that had just sat down, "The helicopter is still waiting at the Yijing Bureau, so I'll go first..."

Ye Zhuming hurriedly pulled her back: "Goddess of Xing, I was wrong. My legs are disabled, and I can't walk independently without you. Is this okay?"

Pan Mu was too lazy to argue with him, so he withdrew his hand, looked at the person opposite and said, "That's her?"

Ying Yu met her eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and her eyebrows frowned.

Pan Mu stared at her, his face became more solemn, clicked his tongue, and took off the scarf.

Lu Zhou snorted and almost laughed out loud.

I don't know how long the turban stayed on the forehead, and it has already covered a shallow mark. When I looked at it, I thought there was a second belt.

This is not the funniest thing, there is also a very individual tattoo in the center of Panmu's broad forehead - a big, pure black "king".

This visual effect is so joyful that even Ying Yu had a weird look on his face, and Ye Zhuming laughed unceremoniously: "The mark on your forehead—"

Pan Mu turned around and gave him a sharp look.

Ye Zhuming changed his words: "I think it looks good no matter how many times I watch it."

Pan Mu looked at Ying Yu again, and through the one-way glass, Lu Zhou was shocked to find that the mark was slowly emitting black light, and the color of Pan Mu's pupils also gradually faded, and finally seemed to be completely covered by the white of the eyes.

At the same time, Ying Yu's body also changed. All the exposed skin began to show large black lines. The arms, neck, and cheeks were scattered in different sizes, in groups, slowly as if they were alive. Wriggling under the skin.

Lu Zhou couldn't help clasping his arms when he saw it.

Ying Yu's reaction was quite unexpected, she just watched quietly without much surprise in her eyes.

"As I said, strictly speaking, I'm not a human right now." Ying Yu said lightly.

"So what is it?" Ye Zhuming looked at Pan Mu.

Pan Mu's pupils returned to normal, and the color of the character Wang on his forehead also faded.

She put on her turban and said lightly, "Half-devil."

Lu Zhou asked softly, "What is a half-demon?"

Looking at a beautiful girl, why is she still a magical species?

"In ancient times, there were six realms in the world, corresponding to Buddha, god, human, ghost, demon, and demon, which are the six major racial divisions."

Facing Lu Zhou's astonished gaze, Chi Huan said briefly, "This is a very old and ancient story, and it's too complicated to tell. Find time to chat with you slowly."

Lu Zhou had no choice but to nod, and turned his head to continue looking inside.

Ye Zhuming was also very puzzled, and asked Ying Yu, "How did you do it?"

Ying Yu opened her mouth and sighed: "I can't say."

"She was cursed," Pan Mu stroked the lines on Ying Yu's arm with his hand, "it's similar to a spell such as silence. If she speaks certain words, she will die."

Ye Zhuming snorted: "Like blocking sensitive words?"

Although Pan Mu didn't know what it was, he probably guessed the meaning and nodded: "Besides, there are very few practitioners in this era. You have no trace of cultivation on your body. If you become a monk halfway, the other party probably wants to forcibly turn you into a demon." And, "Pan Mu's eyes turned pure white again for a moment, "It's the medicine you took, right?"

Ying Yu was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly.

Pan Mudao: "Most of your body has been transformed. You are neither human nor demon. If you don't continue to eat that kind of food, you will die."

"I know." Ying Yu was very calm, "If I wanted to live, Captain Ye would not see me in the group."

Ye Zhuming ignored her and asked Panmu, "Can you figure out who cast the curse?"

Pan Mu shook his head: "No. His spiritual sense is much stronger than mine. If he confronts him forcefully, this woman will become a victim."

Ye Zhuming pursed his thin lips tightly, staring at Ying Yu: "What does this man want you to do for him?"

Ying Yu moved her lips, and immediately felt the burning pain in the imprint on her body. She smiled wryly and shook her head: "Basically, I obey Song Guanlan's orders, and I will do whatever he asks me to do."

Ye Zhuming keenly sensed that Ying Yu was avoiding certain key points, so he said, "Then what does Song Guanlan want you to do?"

"Collect money, seek skin." Ying Yu said succinctly, "The purpose of seeking skin is out of his personal needs."

"What about collecting money?" Ye Zhuming's eyes lit up.

Ying Yu remembered the box in the morning, and smiled: "You have to check it yourself."

Ignoring Ye Zhuming's expression, she continued: "Song Guanlan wanted me to prove my personal ability. He provided several rare raw materials from Tianzhu, and told me the finished product effect he needed, and I made it. After that, he asked me to prove my personal ability. I got the control of Baiyan for Kuafu. At that time, the actual controller of Baiyan was Peng Lan, the chairman of Hujiang Technology. He was very shrewd, and his only shortcoming was lust.”

Ying Yu knows her own strengths, and also knows that Song Guanlan is constantly suppressing her bottom line.It stands to reason that she should be disgusted by this kind of thing, but after becoming Peng Lan's mistress, she didn't feel much.

Maybe because she died once, she was downbeat about many things.

She tried her best to play the role of a caring little lover. Only once, she stayed up all night for Tianzhu in the laboratory, and Peng Lan came in the middle of the night and wanted to find her.

Ying Yu said I should eat something first.Peng Lan held her down and said to eat after finishing.

She was lying on the desk, her lower abdomen ached from the edge of the desk.

Peng Lan's movements were a little louder. Ying Yuti's takeaway was overturned, and the sauce of chicken and rice was all over the table. She was obviously hungry all day and night, but when she smelled the smell, she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit .

The sauce also stained her hair, forming locks and locks that couldn't be washed off.

So she ignored Song Guanlan's threats, and took the scissors and cut herself into a dog-eating haircut.

Ying Yu stretched out her hand, and touched her hair slowly and tentatively, as if she could still smell the lingering sauce smell in her nose.

"Peng Lan is the first real user of Tianzhu. Thanks to it, Kuafu won all the contests with Hujiang." After the medicine passed, Peng Lan realized that he had done something. What a stupid thing, crashing and jumping off a building.

Facts have proved that using Tianzhu to raise money was very successful, and later developed the P Mansion, which made many things more convenient.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?" Zhou Yuekang sat in the passenger seat of the police car, looking at Wang Zhou in the back row with burning eyes.

Wang Zhou shivered when he saw it: "Yes, yes, the road is correct, you can see it after turning this corner—" His voice stopped abruptly.

The little policeman driving the car whispered, and asked, "Brother Zhou, what should we do?"

Thick smoke billowed from the buildings hundreds of meters away, and the flames swept across a large area of ​​land, and half of the sky was burned red.

Zhou Yuekang cursed, and jumped off the car before it stopped. Looking at the burnt iron plaque of "Baiyan Research Institute", he opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

The main entrance has been blocked by a burnt pillar, Zhou Yuekang shouted: "Is there a back door!"

Wang Zhou was also frightened by the scene in front of him, shaking his head for a long time: "No, no."

The policeman next to him yelled in the sound of crackling fire: "Hello! 119? I'm 110! This is No. 129 Huangshi South Road, Jianyang District. The Baiyan Research Institute is on fire—Brother Zhou!! Don't go in there Go! Wait until the fire brigade arrives!"

Several people teamed up to hold down the irritable Zhou Yuekang, and he cursed: "Damn it, let me go! There are still people inside—"

"It's not Brother Zhou!" The policeman hugged his waist tightly, "Look over there, there's someone!"

Zhou Yuekang broke away from them and turned his head to look over. Not far away stood a slender man with loose long hair, as if he had run out from some costume drama crew.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at them with a half-smile.

"Comrade! You are standing too close! Stay away from the fire so that you don't get burned!" the little policeman shouted.

The man froze for a moment, and the smile on his lips deepened.

Zhou Yuekang stopped the policeman who was about to step forward, and said vigilantly: "Comrade, how long have you been here? Do you know how the fire started?"

"I know." The man glanced at Wang Zhou with a smile on his face, and at that moment, some kind of unspeakable fear swept over his whole body.

It was too late to escape, Wang Zhou saw him snap his fingers, his body slapped, and the flames burst out, wrapping from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head, engulfing him in an instant!

"Like this." The man smiled unabated.

In just three to five seconds, a large living person turned into a pile of ashes on the ground.Zhou Yuekang was stunned, and after realizing it, he quickly drew his gun and pointed it at the man: "Don't move! Raise your hands! Spread your fingers apart!"

The man looked at his hands with some doubts, and obediently separated them and raised them to his chest, asking them to put handcuffs on him.

"I want to see Ye Zhuming." He said lightly.

Zhou Yuekang looked at him warily: "Who are you?"

The man thought for a while and said, "Song Guanlan."

Pan Mu didn't have time to listen to Ye Zhuming's understanding of the case, and pushed the door to leave: "You can play slowly, I have to go back to Kunlun."

"Hey!" Ye Zhuming chased him out, "What are you in such a hurry for? The painter surnamed Song hasn't been caught yet."

"It's none of my business." Pan Mu said coldly, "The taxpayer pays you wages, this is your job, and you can solve it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Ye Zhuming's complaints, and nodded towards Chixi: "I'm leaving."

But Chi Huan said: "Pan group." Lu Zhou was pushed to the front by her, "This is a newcomer in our department, please take a look."

Pan Mu finally looked at him squarely: "What are you looking at?"

"Marriage." Chi Huan said.

Lu Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered that a long time ago when he was talking to the Special Forces, he was always looking for the right girl.

But now...is it appropriate?

Lu Zhou looked at Pan Mu nervously, recalling his birthday horoscope, Pan Mu just scanned him back and forth from top to bottom, and said firmly, "You're going to leave soon."

Lu Zhou was taken aback.

Pan Mu paused, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Broken Luhua, the fortune of the year comes together. Meeting this person is your chance, and it is your catastrophe."

"Catastrophe?" Lu Zhou was stunned. Is it so fucking risky for me to find a partner? "What, what catastrophe?"

Pan Mu said lightly: "It means that the other party has unrequited love for you, and it will take a lot of effort to catch up with you, and it will cause you some trouble during the process."

Lu Zhou: "..." Do you like me so much?

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and asked eagerly, "Is she good-looking?"

Pan Mu: "I don't want to describe him."

Lu Zhou: "...Okay."

After Pan Mu finished speaking, he left. Chi Huan answered the phone and left too.Lu Zhou sighed worryingly: "I think my future daughter-in-law may not be very good-looking."

Ye Zhuming said lightly, "How do you say that?"

Lu Zhou analyzed: "Because I am an out-and-out face control, if there is a beautiful girl who pursues me, I can't figure out why I would refuse... But we are still together in the end, um, maybe I was moved by her deep emotion."

Ye Zhuming: "..."

He smiled: "Feeling and moving are two different things. If you don't like it, you don't like it. No matter who chases you in the future, no matter how stalking she is, you have to keep aloof and don't be moved easily, otherwise you will suffer, you know ?"

Lu Zhou was originally joking, but seeing Ye Zhuming's appearance, he still nodded solemnly: "Okay, Brother Ye, I will remember."

Ye Zhuming wanted to say a few more words, but Zhou Yuekang called.

"Are you done? Fuck me!" Ye Zhuming suddenly changed his face.

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Lu Zhou: "Brother! Look at the big hole you dug for yourself!"

Ye Zhuming: "..."

I milk myself, yay.