Although Xuan Yuan was not very reliable, his temper was not mentioned. Father Xiao had put a donkey on him for five days and six hours and never saw him unhappy.

Whether colleagues are familiar or unfamiliar, he has never seen him like this, and was taken aback by him for a moment.

Yan Qiushan didn't care about pulling up the frame, and hugged Zhichun first to hide away. I'm afraid the flames held Zhichun's hair made of flax.

Zhang Zhao nervously put his fingers on his "stopwatch".

Director Xiao rarely snarled, the clubhouse was too big, and he was unfamiliar. He hurriedly called the workers and asked where the fire protection facilities were.

As an ordinary person, Huang Ju was really afraid that these talents would make a big move when they didn't agree: "Oh, no need, no need, the fire is not this fire ..."

Only Wang Ze is a real friend, and said sadly: "Director Xuan, you want to be clear, the unit is in trouble! Next month, I don't know where to go to drink the northwest wind. I can't spread the wild in Jin's house!"

In a word, everyone was sad to say from it, and I don't know what it was like to catch up.

Xuan Yuan's mouth seemed to be stuck with something, and it was tightly tied into a line--it had to be so guarded against death, because he felt a quake in his heart, and opened the surface of "Good Times and Good Times" Events ", revealing old old sand and stone, violent coyote smoke, chest can't fit anymore, as long as you open your mouth, you will be amazed all over the sky.

He wanted to roar, he wanted to jump up and make a big fight, and he wanted to burn all the disturbing and eye-poor chickens and dogs around him. But Sheng Lingyuan stood outside the fire and looked at him coldly, as if he could not feel the temperature of those Mars.

But isn't it that even Abyss can only scorch his **** and not warm his heart.

How can someone like His Majesty accompany him to quarrel with the public?

Xuanyuan stood stiffly for a long time, and was tinnitus by the pulse of his own bouncing. When he waved his hand, the fire on his body was gone, and the surrounding wood and cotton and linen were all intact and there was no side. Control has reached the point where it reaches its peak.

Then Xuan Ling said in a slow and somewhat procrastinating tone, "The poor slaves bowed down to death last night, so many people died, and there was so much movement in the Office of the Exorcist, and a little letter came out. You have to see the newspaper. Contact our logistics staff and don't cause panic. "

The terrorist turned into a dedicated logistic director who loved the post for a second, but Huang Ju didn't respond.

"This is the first," Xuan said, "Second, it is necessary to find a spare center as soon as possible. Fortunately, for so many years, the Exotic Control Bureau has built a large network. It is not just a headquarters, but local branches. Energy monitoring equipment is still available, we have to reconnect this network. "

"Also," Sheng Lingyuan said casually, turning to Xiao Zheng, "you guessed it, the last words you heard should really be released after being hidden."

Xiao Zheng hesitated—Wang Ze was listening to the recording and was using headphones. When they communicated about this, they basically used ear volume. Sheng Lingyuan was at least thirty meters away from them at that time. What was this?

"The 'vine' is not credible, let alone doubt, but its own statement is not inconsistent," Sheng Lingyuan said, "it should have been suppressed by what he cares for later. The so-called" mutual aid society "by Fujimoto is not for good. It was only for the purpose of worship. Later, it was no longer a dream, and it no longer developed new believers. It should be powerless. "

Xuan Yuan nodded: "Indeed, after the start of the gloomy ritual, Bai Ying was able to roam around the bureau in the form of a ghost, but Fujin could only use his body to say a few words after the death of the old director-in fact The rattan can be attached to the old director, and it should be also released by the demon king. It has just taken shape and is still very weak. Although the use of the spirit ... Your Majesty's hand broke the seal of its true body, but at the time, we were all there. I want to join forces to get rid of it, and it can't escape, so I intentionally left some clues in advance to lead you to check, and then at that time I will use the vine and you to get the news back and escape.

Akabuchi is the biggest knot between him and Sheng Lingyuan. When the news comes suddenly and the information is asymmetric, they will not know for a moment. Whether his ultimate goal is to get free, or to use himself as fuel to dig a pit The ignition point is Abyss.

As long as a **** of destiny, it is enough for the demon king to escape.

"The longer we let it thrive outside, the more passive we are," Xuan Yuan said. "Either the inferior slave bows to the formation and the gloomy sacrifices, it is unlikely that he painted it himself. Someone must run for him. Hands on, we need to find this traitor as soon as possible. "

Wang Ze asked: "But can it still possess it?"

Xiao Zheng, who was once attached, shook his head: "It can be attached, but when it is attached, I am also conscious. If it was a little longer at that time, I think I can get rid of it most likely."

"Yes, this person must be a faithful believer. When it was not yet a physical entity, I met him once at the headquarters. At that time, he was attached to a researcher and was easily shaken out by the tenter. He was bold and arrogant. Using a demon as a sacrifice, others are seeking fortune in danger. He is trying to find vitality in the dead. This matter is one link at a time. It is impossible to hide the sky and cross the sea in any link. As soon as the devil died, we would be Yong'an. Someone immediately started the inferior slaves. I don't want to doubt my own people, but ... "

"Understood," Xiao Zheng turned around, "I will clear the list of all the participants and liaison personnel in the Pingzhen incident and see if the monitoring in the bureau can be repaired."

"Director Xiao, wait." Xuan Yuan called him behind him again. "Are you quieter here ... let your Majesty rest?"

Xiao Zheng: "..."

It may be his delusion, but he always felt that the words "Let Her Majesty Rest" were ground out from the teeth of Xuan Ye.

"Immediate priority" has made people very anxious. In comparison, what if the "Abyss Fire" rekindled for the time being temporarily taken down-after all, it has not yet been ignited.

Xiao Zheng cleared a single villa in Linshui and asked her to move. At first, the detached house is higher than the row. The one next to the water is regarded as the "king of the building." The yellow bureau has not had time to report to the superior. Now it is in a mess. I do n’t know what specifications to use to "take the drive." That's right. In the second place, there was no neighbor around the house, just a pond. Those two who were willing to set fire would not hurt the innocent ... Xiao Zheng also made an emergency inspection of the fire protection system of the ecological park.

Sheng Lingyuan was not polite, Xie did not say a word, Xuan Yuan nodded Xiao Zheng, followed without a word, Sheng Lingyuan ignored him and did not stop.

Wang Ze looked at the probe for a long time and dreamily said, "When I was awake, I thought I was already the most magical existence in the world. I never thought of it ..."

Xiao Zheng rubbed his eyebrows, grinning bitterly: "Yeah, I used to think that I was just a gifted man, born to be a superhero who served the people, but I didn't expect to be a hybrid of only a few species."

As he said, his mind was rising again, and the demon king ran away. The secret that had been hidden for three thousand years is no longer a secret. What will happen in the future?

Of course, there are those who take revenge on behalf of their fathers. They have never heard of revenge on behalf of their ancestors. The blood of all races is mixed like this, and all world revenge is nonsense. This is right. However, the problem is that there is a misery between ordinary people and special energy. Since the establishment of the Foreign Exchange Control Bureau, it was known that there would be such a problem. Therefore, it has formulated strict and almost unreasonable management regulations for its own people. Personally, ordinary people are always weaker than Special Energy, just like a motor vehicle hits a pedestrian. They dare not violate traffic rules, and the responsibility is always the owner. It is inevitable that the rules are biased towards the vulnerable groups.

Xiao Zheng was born into an ordinary family, except that his parents are particularly rich and have no other special abilities. The whole family is proud of his little "extraordinary function". He believes that he wants to protect the earth. He only supports him and never asks for it. . He knew he was always on the side of ordinary people, but he also knew that as lucky as himself, he was a minority.

As a result of the strict rules of the “Protect Ordinary People” by the Exemption Administration, there was a big scandal in the mirror and the moon and butterflies, followed by Yuedegong ’s riotous operations. In a large system, I do n’t know how many of them are like Yan Qiushan It's hard to make sense. "

Not to mention those talented people who live differently in the ordinary human world because they are different from others.

What will happen if this separation is supported by theory in the future?

Xiao Zheng felt heavy in his stomach.

"No, I'm not talking about that," Wang Ze said. "Don't the feudal emperor on TV just 'drag out and chop'? The panting posture in front of the emperor is wrong, and the Jiu tribe ... Is n’t Emperor Wudi a famous tyrant in history? Why did the director Xuan dare to be so presumptuous, I feel that if we were not here just now, he would have to scratch his face with his paws-what family background is this? "

Xiao Zhengshun followed his words thoughtfully: "Indeed, but it stands to reason that no matter if it is a Suzaku descendant or what is called" Suzaku Tianling ", should it be counted as a foreign ethnicity? He might be considered a" foreign political figure "treatment?"

But was there a concept of diplomatic immunity in those days?

Director Xiao tried to use today's international relations to analyze Sheng Lingyuan's tolerance for Xuan Yuan's "offence". Wang Ze listened, looked at him like a fool, and shook his head and walked away.

What foreign dignitaries are treated? That was the treatment of the concubine from the queen of the dead.

There were no people in the ecological park. The single-family villa in the middle of the pond was even more quiet. The waiter who led the way was Xiao Zheng's housekeeper, who opened the door to Sheng Lingyuan. He said politely: "The internal telephone number is written next to the telephone. What's the matter with you, just call the front desk directly, would you like to have breakfast? "

Before Sheng Lingyuan had time to speak, Xuan Yuan interrupted: "No, thank you, nothing else, you go."

The waiter felt that his face wasn't right, didn't dare to say more, and promised to leave. As soon as he got out of the villa, he heard the sound of "dangdang". The villa door behind him fell loudly.

Xuan Yuan pressed his hand on the door, and a totem similar to his forehead crest was printed on the door. A flame-like streamer passed over the entire villa. His voice was in his throat: "You said just now What am I? You say it again. "

As soon as Sheng Lingyuan lowered his head, his eyes fell to the ground without looking at him, and he raised his mouth with a smile: "The unborn little spirit, the congenital spirit is really rare, it is slower than the age of three years, even three thousand years. If you do n’t learn well, it ’s also strange that I did n’t urge you to read from a young age-come here to teach you, and the two parties hit each other right away. It ’s called the League of Oaths.

His lips were like a knife: "Not worth it."

"I'm wishful thinking," Xuan Yuan's eyes popped suddenly, and he was almost burned into charcoal by his own fire. He was out of breath, and he laughed instead. "How? Your Majesty, do you have the ability to unlock it?"

Sheng Lingyuan's gaze fell on him as if frozen: "I've spoiled you."

Xuan Yuan gave a "ha", spreading his two hands with a bachelor: "Your Majesty, what do you want? Come on-the Jiu Jiu don't need it, we are extinct as early as the dinosaurs. You did it without whip corpse It ’s not fun. I ’m just like that anyway, and I do n’t have a spare one, here you are, peeling and cramping, steaming braised, casually, anyway ... ”

Sheng Lingyuan slaps at him like the black mist in his hand.

Xuan Ye didn't hide, didn't answer, he watched the black mist, and he hit him casually: "Anyway, Shanmeng's sea pledge is unilateral. Even if you break me into corpses, you don't hurt."

The dark mist was scattered.

The two were separated by a distance of two or three meters, with a heavy silence in the middle.

Sheng Lingyuan was so angry that the three dead body bungee jumped, and his migraine all started, and he raised his hand to support the wall.

I don't know how long, the smile on Xuanyuan's face faded: "Your Majesty, you are used to being arbitrarily and arbitrary, no one's opinion matters. You don't put anyone's eyes in your eyes, you can't see it, no one ... Nor do I. What am I to you, pet? "

Sheng Lingyuan didn't want to talk to him, half of his head was cut off, and the already quiet Suzaku bloodline was also eager to follow a big fight, stimulating the "mountain pledge" that is the same as it, and those who were entangled in Sheng Lingyuan The line appeared faintly, gently repelling the dark gas that did not integrate well with Suzaku's blood, trying to soothe his cramping heart.

Sheng Lingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly-wait, same origin?

"Lingyuan, I sometimes think ..."

Do we both have a past and no future?

After saying nothing, I suddenly felt something, and looked up suddenly: "You ..."

"What did you just say? I have the ability ..." Sheng Lingyuan took a breath and lost all his blood on his face. "Untie?"

Tianmoqi slowly gathered towards his heart veins, wrapping up the unfinished Suzaku bloodline-he had stripped it once, and once cooked twice.

Sheng Lingyuan shook for a moment, barely propped up the wall, but smiled: "What do you mean by forbidden surgery ... relying on the same source of Suzaku blood?" 2k novel reading network