Lie Huo Jiao Chou

In the small ward of the Yuyang Branch Medical Center, the two spoke at the same time, and then they were silent at the same time, because the sound-proof spells painted by Xuan Yuan on the door were too good, and the room was a little awkward and quiet for a while.

After looking at each other for a while, Sheng Lingyuan changed his sitting position.

The majesty sat down as if he was going to face up, smiled at Xuan Xuan with a very forgiving smile, and raised his hand-禀, 朕 I will give you a break and see which part of your mind should be replaced with a new one .

Xuan Yuan talked with Ling Yuan face to face for a while, less than a foot away, and the other side's iris clearly reflected him. This was almost the most out of his life.

And now it is so easily realized.

Because of Akira, he didn't pay attention and blurted out and said the truth: "Now the world has changed, and even the terrain has changed. No one takes care of it. I'm afraid of you ..."

As soon as I said this, I saw a strange smile on Sheng Lingyuan's face. Xuan Ling realized that he had said something silly, and quickly added a sentence: "... you are hard to adapt to some social rules. Besides, you can have a serious identity. Proof, everything will be convenient in the future ... "

Sheng Lingyuan smiled a little deeper on his face: "Hey, I'm interested."

Xuan Yuan closed his mouth and saw at a glance the implication of His Majesty's family-what do you need to adapt to?

Also, his elderly people want to hide their talents, they can find a tourist city to be an internet celebrity; if they want to make waves, they can attract a bunch of thunder and chase, it is not necessary to change the fake / certificate one day, even the Qingping Division, the predecessor of the Exotic Control Bureau, is his own Propped up. Not to mention the current level of technology, even if people migrate to space in the future, it will not delay him as much as he wants.

Xiao Zhi's feelings, this is not feasible under His Majesty, Xuan Yuan immediately gave up playing the emotional card, the official office said: "The power you exposed at sea yesterday is too amazing, not to give an explanation to the bureau, justified, sword The identity of Ling was I was afraid of the trouble at the time. I didn't expect to cause more trouble. Now I can only sing the whole thing ... "

"They don't worry too much," Sheng Lingyuan stood up slowly, evacuated his muscles, and said with emotion, "Now, Qingping Si has not fallen very much, I think you are quite well-informed. If in doubt, it is better to simply Do something else. "

Xuan Ye's ears automatically translated His Majesty's implied meaning: Believe it or not, I care what you think of these wastes. Every day with this group of people, you have nothing to gain.

"Furthermore, what agreement does it seem to only restrict you?" Sheng Lingyuan said of this, and suddenly approached Xuan Yuan without warning, Xuan Yuan was caught off guard, and the reaction leaned back greatly, his shoulders were tight, and it was bad. Raised my hand in front of me.

This amused Sheng Lingyuan like an enemy. He squeezed Xuanyuan's forehead hair: "Don't you be afraid to frame you for injustice?"

Xuan Yuan: "..."

Sheng Lingyuan straightened up, blinked at him, and kindly gave him a trick: "Go tell them that you signed the wrong thing, and come back tomorrow to ask for it ... Oh, you have painted the soundproof amulets well, in one go."

"Wait!" Xuan Yuan Ji Zhongshengzhi, "There are inner ghosts in the different control bureau!"

Sheng Lingyuan opened the door and said, "Huh?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the people behind the gloomy sacrifice must be related to the demon king three thousand years ago." Xuan Ye quickly organized the language, and spoke roughly about the confrontation between Wannianyi and Bai Ying. He also said, "The demon tribe wants to rekindle the Abyss fire, which I take for granted. At that time, the demon king claimed that he had 999 souls, just in case ..."

"In no case," Sheng Lingyuan interrupted him coldly. "Even if he had a thousand lives, I was cut with a sword."

"Then he was someone who witnessed the scene at that time. Even on the battlefield that year, even if he was a puppet, he still has enough to drink a pot of potions." Xuan said, "I don't know if he is I do n’t know where he came from, but since the last wish of all the gloomy sacrifices will fall on the rekindling of the Abyss fire, I think this white shadow must have a close relationship with the demon king. "

Sheng Lingyuan turned his back to him, frowning, his head agitated quickly thinking about something.

"Not only the demons, Your Majesty, but also the humanoids that have not been recorded in history, the Extermination Control Bureau ... We all have no clue and can't deal with it. Zhichun's fragments are stolen from the bureau. Now they are all I didn't find out who did it for what. For the summoning of the King of the Mountains, the other party started the layout three years ago, and we were unprepared, in case this time we let King Weiyu escape into the crowd ... "Xuan Yuan decided not to Face, "aggrieved" and asked, "Are you okay with us?"

Sheng Lingyuan was silent for a while, arms folded in front of his chest, turned around: "If I remember correctly, you are the fire guard of Achiba?"

Xuan Yuan had been called by him for hundreds of "little demon" before. He felt that he could not afford this loss in vain, so he took out the shamelessness that he received "relatives" as New Year's money during the New Year holidays, and said without change: Anyway, if I die, Akabuchi will never have a fire keeper. "

Sheng Lingyuan felt that he might be old and had a bad memory. He seemed to remember that the idea that had just been given to the little demon was to let him play tricks to get back that stuff agreement, but he was not taught to play tricks with himself here.

Xuan Yuan: "That white shadow is either the deity or the avatar / person. Anyway, I've been haunting the foreign control bureau anyway. You have to check it. It's not convenient to have a proper identity for entering and leaving the headquarters?"

Sheng Lingyuan actually heard that he said that the white shadow of the Extermination Control Bureau remembered that he had cut off the demon king, and he had already changed his mind. If it is really a problem left over by history at that time, then he must go for a while. But I didn't agree immediately because I thought the little demon was quite interesting.

To say that his heart is as big as a fight, it doesn't seem to be the case. Sheng Lingyuan feels that he is quite alert to himself. A little closer, there is a tendency to frizz, but while alerting, he is trying to keep himself.

Lest the big devil go out to cause trouble.

So he couldn't help but tease Xuanyi: "You are really dedicated, so afraid that I will kill and set fire, destroy public safety and that ... what harmony and stability?"

Hey, what a mouthful.

Sheng Lingyuan backed up, slipped to Xuanyuan, and lowered his voice and raised an eyebrow: "How, for the sake of life in the world, don't hesitate to feed the tiger?"

Xuan Ye successfully covered his mind with the city government this time, answering in vain and indifferently: "Look at what you said, it hurts your feelings."

Sheng Lingyuan laughed silently-this time he has made progress, resisted and did not hide, there are no flaws in his face and words, if only the fingers are not pinched.

The back of his hand was tight, and Qing Jin betrayed his master again.

At this moment, the door of the ward was smashed from the outside. The one who smashed the door was very indifferent and didn't wait for the response, so he came in with a big grin: "Director Xuan, the headquarters just now ... oh mom!"

Because Wang Ze has his own boss ... Of course, his own thoughts are also quite embarrassing. As soon as he hears the sword spirit and the sword spirit, he has a peachy association in his heart. As soon as he pushed the door, he saw that Sheng Lingyuan had crossed the "social distance" a little. His imagination had been inserted into small wings, and he had directed and performed more than fifty episodes.

When he next closed his eyes and shrank out of the door, "Dang Dang" took the door up.

Xuan Yuan: "..."

No, what happened in this room?

Wang Ze coughed aloud like a chicken feather at the door: "Director Xuan, are you there? Is it convenient for you now? Ah, I have nothing else, just received a call from the headquarters, and I want to ask you what day you will return to Yongan! "

Gu Yuexi and He Qianqian who came with him were one step behind him and did not know the truth. They were immediately misled by the Kings and showed their ashamed expressions of "I'm sorry to bother you."-Gu Yuexi turned her head to avoid suspicion ceiling.

Xuan Yuan finally understood what it means to "make a rumor without mouth", and he strode over to open the door: "What are you talking about, Pharaoh, have you misunderstood something?"

Wang Ze said, "Nothing, haha, I didn't see anything, hahaha."

Yan Qiushan couldn't move for the time being, he stayed in Yuyang to treat his injuries. Wang Ze left Gu Yuexi and Zhang Zhao to take care of him. He took away a field team from Yuyang and escorted the blind and puppet girl back to Yongan headquarters. A special plane was dispatched, and the aftercare department also went back.

"Director, an email from the Personnel Department," before taking off, Ping Qianru turned back and said, "The full responsibility agreement has been approved. Jianling can create a file. I will take my ID card within three working days. I want to ask your name ... "

Sheng Lingyuan and Xuan Yuan spoke at the same time.

Sheng Lingyuan: "Sheng Xiao."

Xuan Yuan: "Lingyuan."

Ping Qianru: "... Ah?"

These two names sound so familiar.

"Jianming is Xiao, and the last owner is Sheng," Sheng Lingyuan said without panic. "Why, did you happen to have the same name?"

Ping Qian thought for a while: "It should be okay, anyway, Han people's names usually have two characters, and there are many duplicate names."

"Not many famous historical figures are deliberately renamed," Xuan Yuan was uncomfortable when he heard the phrase "the last master surnamed Sheng." He unscrewed two bottles of mineral water and offered one bottle to His Majesty. Means, "The last ... is the old yellow calendar of many years ago, and it's okay to change it, isn't it? The era of freedom."

Ping Qianru's stupid girl echoed: "Yeah, what do you keep up with the last name of our host, and our proprietor's last name is also very nice."

Xuan Yuan took a sip of water and dipped into his lungs.

Sheng Lingyuan glanced at him with a smile.

Xuan Yuan: "No ... no, don't talk nonsense, cough ... dare not."

"Okay," Sheng Lingyuan paused. "Tell them that my last name is Ling, and the first name is Yuan."

He heard the faint intention of the little demon. The word "Sheng Xiao" was really like a heavy yoke, pressing him on his knees under the mountains and rivers, and he never let go of his life.

But if you change your name, will you be free?

That would be too naive.

His Majesty took the plane for the first time in person, and looked out the window with interest all the way, without any fear of falling-anyway, sitting next to a big bird-he also asked Xuan Ye: "You have wings and can Thousands of miles a day, why not fly back by yourself, but instead sit on other birds? "

Xuan Yuan: "..."

He felt His Majesty scold him, but he couldn't find fault again at half-a-middle.

Next, Wang Ze laughed back and forth, laughed, and then turned back to Sheng Lingyuan to explain what "air control" is. Sheng Lingyuan heard that ordinary people who are not powerful and not monks also fly in the sky all day long, very unbelievable, but also said that it was bad that the carp did not speak well or was short-sighted, so he began to set Wang Ze's words very skillfully .

The king team is a treasure man. From the sky to the ground, he explained the three generations of his ancestors, and finally took out a small video exclusive to his mobile phone to share ... Because some of the content was too vulgar, he was beaten by Xuan. broken.

"What are you again?" Sheng Lingyuan's eyes fell on the online shopping page on Xuan Ye's mobile phone.

With a hand, Xuan Yuan put the other 30 pieces of men's clothing that he just planned to pick slowly in the shopping cart, and a bunch of chicken and household items, and placed an order with one click. 2k novel reading network