summon succubus

"Application for civil servants." Yan Luo closed his eyes and rested his mind.

little girl:"?"

……

Silent all night.

The battle of the superpowers did not seem to cause any waves.

Get up in the morning.

Before going to school, Yan Luo pressed the negative floor and took a detour to the underground parking lot to check the situation.

In the empty underground space, the traces of the flames have been cleaned up and restored to the original state. Several brand new cars are parked in the same place with the same license plate. The supernatural organization has amazing post-processing capabilities. Cowpea horns, placed in the broken corner of the original jar.

It's quite ingenious.

The old ladies under the big willow tree are still chatting about family affairs, and the gatekeeper is basking in the sun.

Office workers hurry by.

A full-time woman leads a few-year-old child to play in the open space of the community.

The stray cats in the community chased and passed the intersection. The morning sun was soft and weak, passing through the willow branches, leaving swaying light spots on the concrete floor.

Everything is the same as before...

Yan Luo was wearing a backpack, and felt that this weekend was like a short dream.

wake up.

He returned to reality.

It's not the president, and I haven't met anyone with superpowers.

Still an ordinary high school student.

"Ding dong."

The phone in his pocket vibrated and received a text message.

Yan Luo took out her phone and glanced at it. It was a photo sent by Tang Weier from Abyss's phone. The background was in a dark study. Knee white socks.

Round and slender...

The hem of the white stockings was also exposed.

"Good morning, I forgot to show the president the wedding dress yesterday, now I will make it up."

"Love."

……Fine.

It's not a dream, there are really a group of bad succubus greedy for my body.

Do you want me to see the wedding dress?

bad woman!

Yan Luo looked at it several times, silently saved the picture, and put it in a private album with a password.

Disgust is disgust.

Such a good picture should be collected or should be collected.

Bar 7 Seven Yi 6

Chapter 17 Chapter 017

Qin Hai No. [-] Middle School is a key high school, with red-painted teaching buildings and a large playground with rubber tracks. There is a game in the city the next day, and now it is training in advance.

Go through the gazebo.

Yan Luo carried her schoolbag and walked into the classroom on the third floor.

It's not time for class now, people who have already come play with their mobile phones, chat with each other, chatting around, laughing and making noise.

It is the most energetic age, and young people get together, mostly like this.

twitter.

There are always endless topics to talk about.

Yan Luo walked to the second-to-last row of seats, and saw that the seat beside him was still empty.

I am on leave again.

His tablemate is Xia Yin, a quiet and meticulous girl, she is always studying and reading seriously, she is never late and never leaves early, she is at the same table for two years, last Friday was the first time I saw her I asked for leave, but I didn't expect to come today.

Although I don't usually talk much...

But after not seeing each other for such a long time, I felt somewhat lonely.

Weird.

Well, mainly to copy her homework.

"Ah Luo, what are you looking at? You usually don't hook up with high-cold and beautiful girls, so you start thinking about it when you can't see it?"

Yan Luo's front table laughed.

Turned around and lay down on his textbook, looking at him teasingly.

Zhang Ming.

People who don't like to make friends, there will be one or two friends in high school who are close enough to go to the toilet together, this guy is.

Yan Luo didn't explain, but stretched out her hand, "Let me copy the homework, as long as it's in English."

"No guarantee."

"I believe you."

Yan Luo lowered his head to copy homework, read and wrote a sentence, writing quickly.

His handwriting is beautiful, but there is a taste of flamboyance, and the meaning of the writing can be seen as a whole, but it is a little difficult to distinguish one by one when it is taken apart.

Zhang Ming stroked his chin lightly, thoughtfully.

"Ah Luo, why don't you do your homework, and I don't do my homework, you always do better than me in exams?"

There is a gap between poor students and good students, which should be.

But everyone does not study.

Your grades are better than mine, which is quite puzzling and annoying.

A little pissed off.

"Probably, I've used my brain?" Yan Luo thought for a while.

"Use your ass brain, every time you call to ask you to come out to play, aren't you always playing games?"

Zhang Ming scoffed.

If you really want to use your brain, the games he plays are more educational.

The games he plays are, after all, just beautiful girl Lihui. Although the gameplay is poor, there are still some games, such as tower defense and match-[-]. Talk to a group of girls on the microphone and use your ass brains.

Yan Luo smiled.

Without explaining, he lowered his head and turned a page, continuing to copy.

Zhang Ming lay down for a while, seeing that Yan Luo didn't seem to want to talk about it, so he changed the topic.

The teenager paused and nudged him with his elbow.

Eyes lit up.

"Ah Luo, yesterday was the fifth anniversary of the deep sea route, and the boat I raised called me! Although it was just to say hello...Deep sea is really a first-tier domestic manufacturer, so considerate, I was so excited that I didn't fall asleep half the night."

What is humanistic care?

Zhang Ming touched his face.

Obviously very satisfied, and a little bit haunted.

Yan Luo: "..."

"...that's pretty good."

yesterday.

The game he played was also five years old.

The succubi who I have worked so hard to protect want to come to the reality supermarket for him.

It's kind of ungrateful.

Yan Luo glanced at the sky outside the window, it was clear and cloudless, and he didn't know when Tang Lisi would arrive today.

……

It is a southern suburb seven kilometers away from Qinhai No. [-] Middle School.

The old weather bureau compound.

The walls of the courtyard are faded, and the trees are like shade. In Qinhai, where every inch of land is expensive, it is rare to see such an old and simple low-rise building. There are two old chess players sitting at the gate of the courtyard, and the security guard at the gate is also dozing off. It's out of tune with this busy city.

There were a few cars parked scattered in the yard, and everything seemed to be normal.

It's just that no one knows.

The three-story building on the ground is just the tip of the iceberg of this building.

The real main part is actually located underground, which hides an elevator that can reach 50 meters underground. The whole building uses a lot of reinforced cement and explosion-proof structures. Even ground-penetrating bombs cannot damage the real core here.

This is the Paranormal Asylum—

Qinhai branch.

More than 30 years ago, this department was secretly established to deal with supernatural events and control their influence. Until the past two years, the number of supernatural events has increased sharply, and there is a trend of intensive outbreaks, and their activities have become more frequent.

In the long and spacious corridor.

A piece of wondrous objects, sealed off with glass cabinets, fixed to the walls.

Pale golden sharp metal arrows...

stone mask...

There are many spikes, red fruits on sticky branches...

A battered chair with one leg missing...

This is an item contained in a supernatural phenomenon shelter, and it is also a device with magical powers that has been infected by demonic breath.

More people call it, the devil's relic.

Those that can be displayed here have a relatively low natural level and are relatively safe.

Containments that are truly on the same level as the Scarlet Devil's Heart are sealed in the deepest part of the shelter, and the level of control is no less than that of nuclear weapons.

End of corridor.

The door of the reference room was pushed open, and Sun Jianguo, who was wrapped in bandages all over, stepped out, holding a dozen materials.

Two people followed behind him.

An imposing young man, and a quiet young girl.

come back to the office.

Sun Jianguo put the materials on the table, made another cup of hot tea, and sat comfortably in the chair. His whole body was covered with injuries, and he really didn't want to move. As expected, it was more stable to sit honestly.

Turn the chair.

Sun Jianguo took a sip of tea and pushed the document to the two of them.

"Let's see, your target is him... Evaluate how it feels."

The two picked up the information and simply flipped through it.

"The background is quite clean. Except for the unknown birth, there are life trajectories from childhood to adulthood... He has also won a scholarship for righteous deeds and a municipal scholarship. His quality should be fine. What's the matter, a newly discovered ability user?" The young man flipped through the information. , asked with great interest.

See what it means.