hell feng shui department

When Zhuang Sui arrived, he happened to see Lu Wangzhi staggering.

"What's the matter?" He grabbed the other party's arm, and seeing Lu Wangzhi's expression was a little strange, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"It's okay." Lu Wangzhi shook his head, "The silver hook dragon is poisonous, I was scratched by it on the neck, maybe the toxicity has flared up."

"! Is it important?" Zhuang Sui frowned when he heard that he was poisoned.

Lu Wangzhi pasted a talisman on his body, not taking it seriously: "It doesn't matter if this poison is present, I will get rid of this monster that is a disaster for the world first."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to lift Zhuang Sui's chin, and glanced left and right.

Zhuang Sui was puzzled: "?"

Lu Wangzhi immediately said: "You handsome guy, just watch from the side."

Zhuang Sui's expression froze for a second: "..." Okay, it looks like he was indeed poisoned, and it's too abnormal!

Lu Wangzhi was probably affected by the toxin. Although he looked the same as usual, his mind should be a little unclear.

Zhuang Sui watched him rush into the battle with fear, and quickly released his spiritual power to put an invisible shield on Lu Wangzhi's body that could resist the damage.

However, Lu Wang knew that the poison didn't seem to have any effect on the combat power. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought. The moment the golden haired jiao was thrown away by the silver hook jiao, he stabbed the opponent's eye hard with a long knife.

The silver hooked dragon shook its head in pain, Lu Wangzhi stepped on its back scales, turned around and held the handle of the knife, and swiped down hard, from the corner of the silver hooked dragon's eyes, all the way from the side of the forehead, splitting mountains and seas Drag out a scarlet bloodstain.

Now Zhuang Sui has fully seen his fighting ability. Originally, he sent the ghost messengers to guard the surrounding buildings, and he was going to come down to show off his strength. Now, it seems that the protagonist of the story is not him.

Lu Wangzhi dodged to avoid the sweeping long tail and barbs, and began to direct the golden-haired jiao to attack from both sides as if demolition. The silver-hooked jiao obviously also found that Lu Wangzhi was not a good stubble. Xiang Lu Wangzhi delivered a fatal blow.

"Have a good taste of the Emperor Dragon's evil spirit!" It opened its mouth and roared with majestic momentum, which should have been full of confidence.

As a result, when the evil spirit hit Lu Wangzhi's body, it seemed to suddenly turn into a gentle wind, gently brushing his hair and the corner of his clothes, and then... just like that, it dissipated lightly.

"..." Yingoujiao was stunned and almost fell down from the air, "Impossible, this is the evil spirit transformed by luck, you..." Let alone an ordinary person, this kind of emperor dragon veins is transformed by luck. Even the innate gods would never be able to dispel the evil spirit in such an understatement. Lu Wangzhi was born in a mortal body, so why should he?

Lu Wangzhi ignored it, and the moment he raised his hand and swung the knife, the golden light on his body flashed slightly, and the silver hook jiao shrank his pupils, realizing something, opened his mouth to speak, but was pierced by the flying long knife through his throat.

It was in great pain for a moment, and it flicked the hooks on its tail and rushed towards Lu Wangzhi's body, but its real body secretly turned into a ray of inconspicuous ghosts, which came out from behind, intending to get into the wind and rain to regroup.

"Damn it." Forcibly breaking away and ruining its morality, the Silver Hook Flood Dragon ran forward resentfully, but before it could get out of the courtyard, it suddenly bumped into a person.

That person stood there at some point, looked up and was about to kill the guy who blocked the way, but when he saw the golden light on the person's hand, he fell into an ice cave.

"You are Dong..."

Zhuang Sui didn't borrow any external objects, and squeezed the real soul of the Silver Hook Jiao with his bare hands, and a layer of dim but powerful golden light instantly enveloped the whole body of the Silver Hook Jiao.

No wonder Lu Wang knew if he was afraid of the evil spirit just now!The moment Silver Hook Jiao Jiao lost consciousness, he finally understood why he was defeated, but it was too late.

As soon as Zhuang Sui took the golden light away, he took out a small bottle from his pocket and stuffed the true soul of the Silver Hook Jiao into it.Things happened on his side, and Lu Wangzhi's dealing with the Silver Hook Jiao clone was just over. The huge jiao body crashed down, and Lu Wangzhi easily put away the long knife, standing in the wind and rain, frowning.

Zhuang Sui stepped forward quickly: "What's wrong?"

"Although the monster is dead, the evil it spread through the rain is still there, and the typhoon is about to land, so we have to find a way to get rid of all the evil before then, otherwise..." Lu Wangzhi said as he walked towards the stairs, without a word He took two steps but stopped again.

Zhuang Sui saw him stretch out his hand to press his temple, and two seconds later he raised his leg and took a step in a daze.

"Hey—hey!"

Zhuang Sui couldn't stop shouting, and watched Lu Wangzhi slam his head into the lamppost next to him.

The commander-in-chief Bi, who had just killed the thousand-year-old Jiao just now, squatted down in a daze, heard someone calling him anxiously, raised his head in a daze, tilted his head the moment Zhuang Sui's big face approached, and was finally caught by Jiao. Du He was completely dizzy when he hit the lamppost.

Zhuang Sui: "..."

This guy is too worrying, right? ?

Zhuang Sui pulled him up helplessly and amusedly, and after thinking for a while, he picked him up and transferred him to the Xinghuan room.

He was about to put Lu Wangzhi on the chair against the wall, but the eggs scattered out of nowhere, cooing dissatisfiedly beside him.

"I just want to get rid of the flood poison, why do you ask so much?" Zhuang Sui stared at Dan San speechlessly.Seeing that it was really persistent, I had no choice but to compromise and said, "Okay, I got it."

He embraced Lu Wangzhi's waist, put his arm on his shoulder, and disappeared into the wind with Dan San when a gust of wind blew by.

**

Zhenghao Shopping Center is on the left side of Xinghuan. Although it is affected by the typhoon and has to suspend work today, there is a hotel here. Because there are still guests staying, the hotel staff can't really suspend work.

Xiaoru at the front desk looked out of the window with lingering fear. It was the first time she had seen such a big typhoon. Just now a piece of glass in Zhenghao fell. Although it didn't hit pedestrians, the movement was loud and could be heard from her position. The sound of landing.

She was a little restless when she suddenly heard someone calling her.

When she looked closely, she saw a handsome man standing in front of her. This man seemed to appear there suddenly, without a sound. If he hadn't been talking, Xiao Ru might not have noticed him.

"Please open a room for me."

Xiao Ru was stunned for a moment, and then realized that there was another person hanging on the man's body. The other person's head was lowered, and he didn't know whether he was asleep or fainted, and he was closing his eyes tightly.

"Do you want a standard room or a double bed?"

"Big bed." Zhuang Sui said, anyway, only Lu Wangzhi needs to lie down.

Xiao Ru hurriedly worked on the computer: "Sir, your ID card."

Zhuang Sui took it out for her, but he didn't touch Lu Wangzhi when he touched it. Xiao Ru stared at them curiously. Zhuang Sui smiled slightly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers. After registering Zhuang Sui's ID card, they opened a room for them.

After entering the room, Zhuang Sui put Lu Wangzhi on the bed, then turned around and opened the window.Dansan flew in thumping, and started urging him with a gurgle.

"Why are you more anxious than me?" Zhuang Sui was puzzled, walked over and squatted down beside the bed.

He stretched out his hand and put it on top of the wound on Lu Wangzhi's neck, a golden light emerged from his palm, and was about to draw out all the toxins from the wound, but Dansan's wings flapped over and slapped his hand away.

"..." Zhuang Sui looked at it incredulously, "Are you going to rebel?"

Dan San: "Googoo!"

Zhuang Sui raised his eyebrows lightly: "What did you say? You want me to imitate the ancients and suck out toxins with my mouth?? Why would I go to such lengths? Isn't it more convenient to draw it out directly?"

Dan San danced anxiously on the spot, but he refused to let him reach out. Zhuang Sui was hit by it a few times, and he had a faint urge to throw it away.

"Okay, he'll be fine with this kung fu." In the end, Zhuang Sui had no choice but to bow his head and approach Lu Wangzhi.

At first, he just thought Dan San's request was strange, and didn't think much about it, but when he got close to Lu Wangzhi's neck, the subtle smell of blood and soul gas were drawn into his nose together, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Lu Wangzhi for some reason. The red mark on the wound was dazed.

As if something was guiding him, the long fog was blown away by the wind.

Zhuang Suiyin lowered his head to hold the wound in his mouth.

In addition to soul energy, there seemed to be something deeper and more puzzling in the blood that tugged at his heartstrings.

A slight golden halo lit up from between his lips, and a faint line appeared on his forehead, neck, and even the back of his hands.The lines are smooth and imposing, as the light spreads to Lu Wangzhi's neck.

Lu Wangzhi's somewhat blue face turned rosy again, and the spiritual power consumed by fighting the Silver Hook Jiao Jiao was also rapidly recovering.

He half-opened his eyes unconsciously, and reached out his hand to reach Zhuang Sui's neck, but he grabbed Zhuang Sui's collar with his wrong hand and pulled one of the buttons off his collar.

"!" Zhuang Sui hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the side of the bed so as not to fall down. He half raised his head to look at Lu Wangzhi, saw his eyelids half opened and half closed, and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

But Lu Wangzhi didn't seem to hear what he was talking about, his eyes lingered on his face, and his consciousness seemed to be vague: "This pattern...is so beautiful..." He stretched out his fingers to touch the gold pattern on Zhuang Sui's forehead as he spoke. , followed the lines little by little, and finally stopped at the corner of Zhuang Sui's mouth.

The golden pattern disappeared into the slightly raised corner of the mouth, Lu Wangzhi blinked in a daze, and pushed Zhuang Sui's lips with his fingertips.

"Why not? Did you hide it in your mouth?"

Zhuang Sui: "..."

Is this the way that the silver-hook poisonous poison all explodes?He was molested by this person for the second time today...

Zhuang Sui was quite helpless, and was about to take Lu Wangzhi's hand away, but suddenly, someone raised his head slightly, opened his mouth and bit his lips.

The warmth rushed into the limbs and bones of the two from the lips that met, and it seemed that there was a same source of power shaking in the chests of the two.

Lu Wangzhi sighed slightly, and murmured, "...There's nothing in my mouth either."

After he finished speaking, he let go of Zhuang Sui's hand, and fell back on the bed, his eyelashes fluttered slightly when his eyelids fell, his breathing was calm, but he was completely asleep.

Zhuang Sui was left in a weird position for half a minute.

It took him a long time to wake up and stand up abruptly, turning his head and staring at Dan San.

"You made me do this on purpose?"

Dan San turned his head to look at him, and stopped cooing, as if he knew something, but he didn't seem to know exactly.

Zhuang Sui calmed down for a while before the golden lines on his body disappeared.He looked at the sleeping Lu Wangzhi with a complicated expression, subconsciously touching his lips and pacing back and forth.When I passed by the window, I happened to see a few ghost messengers lying outside against the glass curtain wall. They huddled and probed their brains, with secretive expressions on their faces.

Zhuang Sui: "..."

Seeing that his expression was wrong, the ghost messengers immediately scattered, and stopped looking at the glass on this floor, but a shocking storm was brewing in their hearts—that Lu Wangzhi had such a relationship with Mr. Zhuang!

Zhuang Sui frowned, not in the mood to care about the actions of the ghost messengers, the strong wind and rain outside the window fell in his eyes, surging freely, the typhoon seemed to have landed, and Zhuang Sui was experiencing the same storm in his heart as outside the window .

After frowning for a while, he simply raised his hand and pressed against the window.

The spiritual power is flowing and the golden light is flashing. The sky in the distance to the north is originally covered with thick clouds, but at this moment, there is auspicious aura penetrating through the clouds and pouring down. It seems to have become smaller.

Not long after, a black shadow floated in from the window, and the ghost messenger in charge of contacting Zhuang Sui respectfully said: "My lord, my colleagues have already taken their positions, the glass has not fallen, and there are no casualties nearby."

Zhuang Sui nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, brothers and sisters, thank you to the Great Emperor for me."

"Don't dare to do it." The ghost guard turned his head to look at the distant scene outside the window, and asked cautiously, "Master, did you use your own strength?"

Zhuang Sui hummed: "The weather looks disturbing."

Guicha hesitated to speak, and finally said implicitly: "Natural disasters... belong to the luck of heaven and earth, so it's better not to affect them as much as possible."

Zhuang Sui didn't speak, and the ghost guard broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly said, "Master, do you have any other orders?"

Zhuang Sui glanced at him, took out the vial containing the true soul of the Silver Hook Jiao from his pocket and threw it to him.

After the ghost messenger caught it, he took a closer look, and his face showed joy: "Thank you for your help, this monster escaped from the underworld together with its owner, and lost several ghost brothers at that time. There will be no wind and rain."

Zhuang Sui said: "It seems to have swallowed a little ghost, you can rescue him later."

The ghost messenger promised again and again, put away the vial and was about to say goodbye and go back to the underworld, but was called to stop by Zhuang Sui.

"Wait." Zhuang Sui seemed to have thought of something, and said slowly: "There is one more thing I need to ask for your help."

"Sir, please speak!"

Zhuang Sui hesitated for a moment, and turned to the side, revealing the person lying on the bed behind him.

"Help me... look up his background."