Little Mr. is one hundred years old

The boy on the bed had already changed into clean clothes, but his hair was still slightly wet. He lay quietly on the black bed, his face as calm as if he had fallen asleep.

M withdrew his hand, then stuffed the green light ball in his hand into a crystal bottle, and plugged it with a cork.

"Is this okay?" M looked at Qing Huan who was standing in front of the window with his back turned to him.

Qing Huan turned around and looked at the person lying on the bed with a complicated expression.

"Mr. Bai, it's time to make a decision?" M looked at Qing Huan with a smile.

Qing Huan remained silent.

"What is Mr. Bai hesitating about? It's just a temporary attempt, maybe there may be other gains." M's voice seemed to have a certain temptation, constantly eroding Qing Huan's thinking.

"M, what good will this do for you?" Qing Huan looked at him.

"My advantage?" M said with a grin, "I just like watching movies."

"..." Qing Huan was silent for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay."

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"Why hasn't Mister come back yet?" Ruan Ruan, who was wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already so late. Mister should have come back at this time...

Xiao Lian was holding the phone, listening to the voice on the other end, she frowned: "No one answered..."

Bai Zi raised his head, and suddenly it reacted quickly and ran towards the door. Xiao Lian also heard the movement, and he also rushed to the door, opened the door, and saw Qing Huan standing outside——

"Master, you are back!"

Qing Huan didn't look at him, she staggered inside without even changing her shoes——

"Sir, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Ruan Ruan hurried over.

"Is the master drunk?" Xiao Lian turned her head and asked Bai Zi.

Bai Zi shook his head.

Qing Huan sat down on the sofa, and then her whole body went limp.

"gentlemen!"

"Owner!"

Xiao Lian shook Qing Huan's body, but there was no response.

"Let's take Mr. to the hospital," Ruan Ruan said.

"No, I'll go find Mr. Gu!" Xiao Lian believed in Gu Yuehua even more.

Soon, Gu Yuehua came. When he saw Qing Huan lying on the sofa with a pale face, he frowned and knelt down to check Qing Huan's body.

"Mr. Gu, what happened to our master?" Xiao Lian asked.

"Is sir injured?" Ruan Ruan then asked.

"He lost his soul." Gu Yuehua carefully laid Qing Huan's body flat: "Where did Qing Huan go before?"

Xiao Lian and Ruan Ruan looked at each other, shook their heads and said, "I don't know, the master said he was out for something, but he just came back now, and it's like this when he comes back..."

Gu Yuehua stared at Qing Huan for a while, then said "Take care of him" and disappeared.

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"My lord, I still haven't found it." The ghost messenger in black said to Zhongjia.

Zhong Ke looked down at the fate in the booklet: "Xiao Wen, 17 years old, at three o'clock on the tenth day of November... there should be no mistakes...Could it be that someone got in the way and took away the undead?"

"My lord, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary person who can receive the undead silently. How can we reply if we can't find the undead?"

"This……"

At this moment, Chongqi only heard a sharp whistle, which was the urgent call for help from the ghost messengers. Seeing that his subordinate Guichai No. [-] was trapped by the ice-blue flames, he was almost out of his wits——Chong Qie flicked his sleeves, attracted the water from the underworld to extinguish the demon fire, and then rescued the ghost——

The perpetrator who was standing aside saw Chong Qie and raised his eyebrows: "It's you."

Chong Qie withdrew his hand, and walked in front of him after making sure that there was nothing wrong with the ghost: "I don't know where my subordinates have offended the Fox King, and the Fox King wants to hurt him like this?"

"I just want to get the answer I want from him. As long as he says it, I will naturally let him go." Gu Yuehua folded his arms and said.

"If the fox king has any questions, just ask me. My subordinates are stupid and may not know the answer that the fox king wants to know." Zhong Ke said coldly.

"If it's you," Gu Yuehua narrowed his eyes, "I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for me to know."

"Where did these words come from?" Zhong Qie looked at him: "I don't even know what the Fox King is about."

"If it's related to Qing Huan, Lord Wuchang won't be able to confess." God knows that Gu Yuehua has scoured the entire city but can't find Qing Huan's soul. Thinking about it, it might be those underground guys who can do this. , That's why I caught a ghost messenger to ask.

"Qing Huan?" Hearing this name, Chongqie's face changed - he hadn't seen Qing Huan for a long time, of course he did it on purpose, now that he heard this name, he felt calm It was as if a big stone had been thrown into his heart: "What's wrong with Qing Huan?"

Gu Yuehua's expression straightened: "His soul is gone, I can't find it no matter what, you just tell me, does this matter have anything to do with your underground palace?"

"The soul is gone?" Chong Ke's expression could no longer be calm: "When did it happen?"

Seeing his appearance, Gu Yuehua didn't seem to be lying - "It happened today, his body returned home, but his soul disappeared... You really don't know at all?"

"Let's not say that I haven't heard about it, and Qing Huan and I haven't seen each other for several months."

"If it wasn't for you..." Gu Yuehua pondered: "Who else could it be..."

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My name is Xiao Wen, I am 17 years old, and I am a student in Class 4, Grade 235, No. [-] Middle School. I live at No. [-], Chunxiang Street. There is a mother in my family. My mother is a... a... practitioner in a special industry... that is... a prostitute. ...

What are you doing... so heavy?

He raised his head and lifted his thick bangs, revealing a face that can be called delicate, for a boy, it was too weak, the skin was too thin, and the thin blood vessels at the corners of the eyes could be seen——and the face Academically speaking, this face should be a face of misfortune, life is hard, death is hard, born to suffer... It seems that there is nothing strange about the ending of committing suicide in the river...

"Button." There was a knock on the door, he turned his head and saw M leaning against the door of the bathroom, wearing a white shirt and black leather pants.

"How is it? Are you used to it?" M smiled and looked at him: "Mr. Bai?"

Qing Huan took a deep breath: "I even suspect that you deliberately tricked me..."

"How come?" M said with an innocent face, "I probably looked through his memory, it's very interesting, it's too simple, isn't it very boring?"

Qing Huan rolled her eyes: "I shouldn't have promised you in the first place."

"Mr. Bai, you can't regret it once you start." M's silver gray eyes stared at Qing Huan: "This is the rule of the game."

"ok, I get it."

"Then Mr. Bai can change into clothes and have breakfast." M looked down, from Qing Huan's face to waist and down...all the way to his ankles, and shook his head: "This body is not bad, better than Bai's body." Mister turned out to be a little bit worse."

Qing Huan looked down, only to realize that she was only wearing a long shirt, and the bottom was naked. Although it was not her original body, Qing Huan still felt a little uncomfortable when she was swept by M's eyes—— "Okay, let's go out."

Qing Huan changed into Xiao Wen's school uniform, tidied up briefly, and then went out to have breakfast with M.After breakfast, M drove Qing Huan to No. [-] Middle School.

"Mr. Bai, the game has officially started." M said to Qing Huan who got out of the car.

Qing Huan waved to him and walked towards the school.

Standing at the school gate of No. [-] Middle School, Qing Huan took a breath and said silently: From now on, I am Xiao Wen.