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"Song Mi! You said you were catching monsters, but you caught them in his bed?"

"Let's go!" Song Mi's tone was already extremely bad.

"What's wrong with you?" Si Qicheng heard something unusual and hurried over to support her, only to find that her face was also unusually red.

Even though he didn't expect it to be a demonic poison, he knew what had happened to Song Mi.

Si Qicheng turned around and glared at Yan Lai, "Just wait for me, kid!"

Just now when Si Qicheng rushed in, the spiritual power in his body swept over Song Mi, releasing some of Yan Lai's demonic energy.

Song Mi regained consciousness, but the demonic poison in his body was difficult to expel for a while.

She endured the discomfort and urged Si Qicheng to leave first.

Yan Lai looked at Si Qicheng carrying Song Mi downstairs and smiled triumphantly.

Si Qicheng noticed that Song Mi's face was getting redder and redder, and he almost lost his composure. "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Go home." Song Mi's voice was low and hoarse due to restraint.

As soon as Si Qicheng got in the car and dropped off Song Mi, he pulled Qi Huan, who was still in the car, out and said, "You go back by yourself."

"Huh? Why? I can sit in the front too!"

Si Qicheng was too lazy to explain, "Take Hu Li with you."

"No, why should I?" Qi Huan firmly protested and took Hu Li home.

Si Qicheng was about to take Hu Li out of the car when he heard her whisper to him, "This poison doesn't even have a cure."

Hu Li gave Si Qicheng a look that said you understand, then jumped into Qi Huan's arms.

Si Qicheng was stunned for a moment, then understood what she meant and got into the car.

Feeling Si Qicheng's body temperature beside her, Song Mi couldn't help but hug him tightly.

Si Qicheng looked at Song Mi, who was in extreme pain in his arms, with sweat on his palms. He kept urging the driver along the way.

He could understand what Hu Li meant.

It is precisely because I understand that I become even more panicked.

He remembered Song Mi's words, and he knew that he didn't have that ability.

There was a sudden pain in my shoulder.

Song Mi bit his shoulder tightly. Si Qicheng frowned, full of worry and anxiety, and his face was covered with sweat.

It took more than twenty minutes to get home. After Si Qicheng carried Song Mi to the room, he even had an idea in his mind.

Find An Yuxing.

Si Qicheng looked at Song Mi lying on the bed, biting her lips in discomfort. After struggling for a while, he bent down and took out his cell phone from Song Mi's pocket.

Song Mi was almost losing her mind. In a daze, she saw Si Qicheng half-kneeling on her. When he was about to stand up, she grabbed Si Qicheng.

Song Mi pulled his tie with great force, and Si Qicheng fell back on her. Song Mi held his neck and kissed him.

The wrinkles between Song Mi's eyebrows became brighter and brighter, as if they were sounding some kind of alarm, or as if something wanted to burst out from her forehead.

Song Mi's kiss was hot and violent. All her restraint and forbearance till now were revealed without reservation at this moment. Si Qicheng also came back to his senses from his shock and helplessness.

Si Qicheng hugged Song Mi tightly back and responded to her enthusiasm. From the initial unfamiliarity, Si Qicheng gradually took back the initiative.

Song Mi's dark blue spiritual light enveloped Si Qicheng, and Si Qicheng's purple-gold light also embraced Song Mi, and the spiritual light blended in each other's bodies.

The room was filled with interwoven spiritual light, as brilliant as the Milky Way.

The eager breathing and charming moans accompany the wandering and flowing Milky Way.

When the two were deeply in love, a golden light emerged from Song Mi's forehead and floated leisurely in the Milky Way.

The room was already filled with romance, but Si Qicheng was so angry that he almost gave up.

Until the golden light fell into his body, he suddenly felt an unusual warm current coming from his lower abdomen, and his mind became more excited in an instant.

Si Qicheng and Song Mi were in Wushan Luopu, but the Yunlai Hotel was not at an easy time at the moment.

Cheng Tingzhou heard the sound of fighting while he was unconscious. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ling Qingqing sitting next to him.

"Are you awake?" Ling Qingqing asked lightly, but her eyes were fixed on the scene in the house.

Cheng Tingzhou clearly felt that the pain in his body had subsided. "You saved me?"

"Who else do you think there is? Since you are also trying to save your junior sister, I gave you a recovery pill. An ordinary Xuan Master like you can directly establish your foundation after eating one."

After Ling Qingqing finished speaking, Cheng Tingzhou circulated the spiritual power around his body and found that his spiritual power was indeed much stronger than before, reaching a level he had never imagined.

"I will repay your kindness in my next life." Cheng Tingzhou was so moved that he almost cried. Suddenly, he remembered the first half of her sentence, "Song Mi is your junior sister?"

"correct."

"I remember the director is your senior brother."

"Yes." Ling Qingqing raised her chin and motioned him to look inside the house.

I saw a tall man holding a silver spear, fighting with a man in red. The scene was intense for a while.

Judging from the extent of the damage in the room, the building is not far from collapse.

Cheng Tingzhou suggested sincerely, "Doctor Ling, why don't we go downstairs quickly."

When Ling Qingqing saw Pei Yezhi's gun ready to fire, she immediately stood up and ran towards the stairs, with Cheng Tingzhou following closely behind.

As soon as the two ran out, they heard a loud noise and the building behind them collapsed.

Cheng Tingzhou came out of the dust, covering his mouth and nose. Ling Qingqing walked calmly to the other side of the corridor, chanted a spell, and the dust on her body disappeared instantly.

Cheng Tingzhou couldn't recite the magic formula, and the talisman paper on his body was gone, so he had to stand silently beside Ling Qingqing with dirt all over his body.

The one who was fighting with Yan Lai in the courtyard was Pei Yezhi, who was also the director general of the Security Bureau.

Looking at Pei Yezhi's powerful and oppressive attack, Cheng Tingzhou suddenly thought of a fact - Pei Yezhi is Song Mi's senior brother!

Since he wanted to recruit Song Mi into the Security Bureau, why didn't he go himself?

Are they testing themselves by letting him, a person who has no connection with the organization, go, or do they think Song Mi has too good a temper?

But Yan Lai is good at more than just hallucinations.

Under the cover of night, Pei Yezhi caught him several times, and he immediately turned into smoke and disappeared. Although his fighting ability was not as good as Pei Yezhi's, he was flexible and changeable.

Pei Yezhi was injured in the previous battle, and facing the mere Chi Amaranth, he was unable to defeat him for a while.

Yan Lai once again slipped away from Pei Yezhi's gun. Looking back, Yan Lai was standing on the roof of another house. "Master Pei, it's getting late. I won't accompany you any longer."

Yan Lai looked at the ice-cold gun stabbing towards him, smiled grimly, and released a huge demonic power to wrap around his gun.

Pei Yezhi flew upstairs and broke the magic, but Yan Lai had already disappeared.

Pei Yezhi's gun made a low whistling sound, as if cursing on behalf of its master.

Ling Qingqing looked at Pei Yezhi who had landed from the upstairs and walked over quickly with concern, "Yan Lai is lucky that it happened to be today, otherwise he would not be your opponent."

Pei Yezhi pressed her hand and said, "It's okay. Where's Song Mi?"

"She was poisoned by a demon. I saw Bo Jing took her back. She should be fine."

"Bai Jing?" Pei Yezhi's sharp brows revealed dissatisfaction. "She found him?"

"They are married now."

"What?" Pei Yezhi's wound hurt even more. "No wonder he never wanted to come to the Security Bureau. As soon as he met Bai Jing, he forgot who he was."

Pei Yezhi didn't like Bai Jing before, and later Bai Jing abandoned Song Mi, which made Pei Yezhi dislike this man even more.

Unexpectedly, Song Mi could still find him.

"Once she's detoxified, contact her and come to me immediately."

Looking at Pei Yezhi's serious and cold face, Ling Qingqing silently withdrew her hand that was supporting him. With this look on her face, it was impossible for Song Mi to be willing to join the Security Bureau.

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard it..." Ling Qingqing lowered her head, and her hat covered her expression. Pei Yezhi could not see her rolling her eyes.

"What about Yan Lai?"