I'm already a waste dragon

"If I don't come back, why don't you leave with that dead brat?" He Shaoyu said viciously, taking advantage of the situation and rubbing lightly on Cen Mian's neck, as if to kiss or not, his hot breath brought up a red tide, and his low voice was dissatisfied He said harshly: "Hey, don't get so close to that dead brat, do you hear me?"

Seeing that the stupid dragon's neck was trembling but he didn't flinch, and instead showed himself all the beautiful lines, He Shaoyu's tightly knit eyebrows relaxed a little.

Today, Meng Tu's extra deliberate threats are still in his ears, and with the "intimate photo" of He Qiwan and Cen Mian sent by Ling Ding, how can he rest assured that Cen Mian will stay where he can't see, and always come back early to see him , I can't wait to hold him tightly all the time to feel at ease.

"...Because he's your younger brother." Cen Mian whispered earnestly from neck to ear because of that overly ambiguous gesture.

Although he has never been to the He family personally, from his contact with his cousin and He Qingyue, Cen Mian has somewhat glimpsed the strict hierarchy and cruel family education of the He family.He always thought that if he had a better relationship with He Qiwan, there would be another relative in this world who would treat He Shaoyu well.

"...Your brother or something, to the Yu Clan, it's just a few lines in the genealogy, other than that, it has no other meaning." He Shaoyu paused for a moment, then continued to rub against Cen Mian, and said in a cold tone, As if what he was talking about was just insignificant things.

……Is it really.Cen Mian thought of He Shaoyu's relationship with his cousin and He Qiwan, so it must be related.

"...Even if you say that, I can't refuse my brother at all." Not wanting He Shaoyu to show such a cold expression, Cen Mian subtly changed the topic in a low voice.

"Why?" He Shaoyu frowned as if angry, and sucked out a strawberry from the stupid dragon's neck like punishment.

"... Woo!" Cen Mian blushed at Young Master He's childish behavior, shrank his neck, and buried his head pitifully in Young Master He's neck: "...because he looks like a miniature version You." Still so cute and charming.

"... Tsk." He Shaoyu scratched his head irritably, frowning, looking at the furry head resting on his neck, his face still had a fierce expression, but the roots of his ears were slightly red.

"...???" Cen Mian looked up in confusion, looked at He Shaoyu with clean eyes, and was surprised to find that there was an imperceptible blush on He Shaoyu's ears, oh, are you angry? It's still hot.

"...I'm sorry?" Although he didn't know where he was wrong, but it's always right to apologize, Cen Mian whispered foolishly.

"I'm sorry, why do you want to kiss me if it's useful!" First Young Master He frowned, knowing that Cen Mian was innocent, and the villain complained first.

... No, how did this matter evolve to this point.Seeing this miraculous and familiar direction, Cen Mian thought in a daze, and leaned over to "tweet" lightly.

"No, I want a hickey." After enjoying Cen Mian's initiative, He Shaoyu rubbed the hickey on Stupid Dragon's neck angrily, staring at him lazily and said.

"...I won't." Cen Mian innocently looked at the smirk on He Shaoyu's face with a small grievance.

"It's okay." He Shaoyu, who had succeeded, looked at Stupid Dragon's bewildered expression, and taught in person very "magnanimously", personally and hands-on. The level of detail is beyond the reach of New Oriental, the number one school for human practice.

Twenty minutes later, Cen Mian, who had been planted with strawberries all over his neck, finally managed to plant a shallow one on the edge of Young Master He's sexy collarbone.

Clearly satisfied, First Young Master He had a reluctantly satisfied expression on his face, pinched Cen Mian's flushed face, got up and took away the meal Cen Mian had prepared, and enjoyed the dinner after a busy day, leaving time for Cen Mian, who was about to turn into anger, to cool down .

***

Cen Mian, who blushed like a tomato, finally carried the clothes into the bathroom.

After coming out of the shower, Cen Mian tossed the collar of his pajamas in trouble, and gave up blushing when he found that he couldn't cover those scattered strawberries.Pushing open the bathroom door, he was stunned by the scene in the kitchen——

The dishes were all washed and neatly stacked in the disinfection cupboard.The cloth towel racks on the countertop were neatly placed one by one. The order from small to large, from light to deep, can be seen from the hands of Mr. He, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness.

There was a string of warm orange lights in the living room, leading all the way to his and He Shaoyu's room.There was still a glass of steaming lemon honey water on the table.

Cen Mian slightly bent his lips, picked up the cup of honey water and took a sip, the pleasant and warm temperature flowed down his throat, whether it was a psychological effect or not, the pain was instantly relieved.

...and was so warm that he wanted to roll in the quilt filled with He Shaoyu's breath.Thinking of this, Cen Mian held the honey water, harvested the orange lamps all the way, pushed open the door, but unexpectedly froze——

Uncharacteristically, He Shaoyu was not dealing with official business. Instead, he was reclined on the head of the bed, casually flipping through the books that Cen Mian stole on the bed. Seeing him pick up the scarred black cowhide picture book at the bottom, Cen Mian rushed to the bed. In the past, he looked at him helplessly, and whispered: "This can't be seen at all..."

He Shaoyu looked down at the stupid dragon lying on his lap condescendingly, and raised his eyebrows. He didn't intend to take a closer look at it, but now he opened it carefully.As soon as he opened it, his slender knuckles stopped, and the first page was his sleeping face topless.

Seeing that he was about to turn over, Cen Mian blushed and rushed with all his strength to save the album from He Shaoyu's hands: "Don't read it..."

He Shaoyu was not in a hurry, and with his long arms, he dragged the stupid dragon into the bed, let him rest on his arm, and leaned over to whisper in his ear: "It's okay if you don't look at it, tell me that the stinky brat told you all about it today. What?"

……What did you say?Cen Mian raised his head in confusion, and seeing that He Shaoyu didn't seem to be joking, the scorching pain in his throat started again, and he said in a strange way, "...Just, did you say something about Luo Zichen?"

...My younger brother obviously said a lot, but he also mentioned a little to Luo Zichen in a subtle way.Cen Mian didn't know why he mentioned this.He cleared his throat with difficulty, but the pain in his throat became more and more obvious, as if he wanted to completely control his right to speak.

"You don't take it seriously, do you?" He Shaoyu frowned upon hearing this, and asked in a vicious voice in Cen Mian's ear, but there was an imperceptible look of worry in his eyes.

Before Cen Mian could reply, almost at the same time, that indistinguishable voice during the day echoed in Cen Mian's throat - "Look, he's guilty, he obviously betrayed you, he left early and returned late to meet his lover."

"No." Cen Mian said subconsciously, and then rubbed his throat, which had suddenly calmed down from the pain, in doubt. This sore throat is too strange.

"Are you jealous again? What I said that day has become deaf to your ears, little fool?" He Shaoyu watched Cen Mian rubbing his throat, narrowed his eyes, and asked in a calm voice next to his ear.

"...Really not, I don't know what happened just now." Cen Mian turned his head innocently, his ears were reddened by He Shaoyu's hot breath, but his eyes looked at him devoutly, and said in a low voice, "It's not from I don't believe what you said, and my brother didn't say anything specific."

...To be more specific, it was that strange voice.And even if he wanted to doubt, when he thought of the starlight that night, he was not afraid of anything.It seems that the dark road is suddenly illuminated, and there is no need to be afraid of anything.

He Shaoyu looked at that cute face, and wanted to tear him apart bit by bit, but he couldn't help but think of the price of leaving early today, so he kissed Cen Mian hard, and deepened the hickey on his neck, and then irritatedly Distance yourself from Cen Mian.While Cen Mian was still blushing, he took out the album and continued to flip through it, but his impatient expression slowly became playful——

"Why do you draw me without the lower half, huh?" He Shaoyu looked at those ambiguous poses, raised the corners of his eyebrows, and asked slowly angrily.

"...I haven't seen it." Before recovering from the sudden intimacy, Cen Mian murmured what was in his heart, and only after he finished speaking did he realize what he had said, and got into bed in embarrassment. Pull the quilt to wrap the whole dragon.

"Let me show you? Do you want it?" Knowing that Cen Mian would not agree, and he didn't have the time, He Shaoyu didn't miss the opportunity to tease him, leaning over to Cen Mian's half-exposed, jade-white and red ears asked in a low voice.

"...Sleep, good night!" As if being stabbed by the magnetic voice, Cen Mian's ears trembled, and his blood congested even more. After saying this, he rolled up the quilt and turned his back to He Shaoyu, curled up like a big cat. Shrimp.

He Shaoyu looked at Cen Mian's back curled up into a ball with only one dull hair exposed, and lowered the quilt for him, just to the height where he could breathe, squinted his eyes and licked his upper lip.

Tsk, in order to be able to eat his little fool, Meng Tu and Luo must be dealt with as soon as possible.

①Corrector: (The author made up a few blindly)

A monster that lives in your throat and interferes with or even controls every word you say.

It is specially attached to the throat of the person when the person is frightened.The less firm the belief of the parasitized person, the easier it is for him to deprive him of his voice and use it for him, making him unable to speak his mind.

reference:

echo:

(It can be found in "Chao Ye Qian Zai", "Jia Hua of Sui and Tang Dynasties", "Yi Jian Zhi", "Compendium of Materia Medica" and other books, such as "Compendium of Materia Medica" said: A man named Yang was possessed by an echo insect, a Taoist priest Got it, I told you to take a copy of "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" and read it. He did so, but when he read Lei Wan, he didn't dare to respond, so Yang Man bought Lei Wan and ate it, and he vomited out a two-inch-long human figure things, the disease will be healed.)

Black beast:

The evil beast is a kind of monster that likes to deceive people. It can speak human language, has a pretty face, and its body is like a rabbit.If you eat its meat, you won't be able to tell the truth.

("Shen Yi Jing")

39 Heart-to-heart

The sky is still as deep as satin blue, and there is still more than an hour before sunrise.

In the living room, He Shaoyu was already wearing his tie and pressing the news impatiently. The voice of the female anchor who was familiar with the machinery came from the TV, and the voice was turned to the lowest level by Cen Mian.

"Try this cake, I bought new sugar with my brother yesterday, it's sweet but not greasy, and there are flowers..." Cen Mian came out of the kitchen with a freshly baked cake, as if he was afraid that He Shaoyu would leave again same.

"Now broadcast a wanted warrant..." A cold female voice faintly came out from the speaker, and Cen Mian, who was especially sensitive to danger, subconsciously wanted to turn around, but was immediately turned back by He Shaoyu.

"...What's wrong?" Cen Mian looked at He Shaoyu who was frowning in confusion.

"Pretend it and I'll take it home to eat." From the corner of his eyes, He Shaoyu saw the crime video played repeatedly on the TV, and silently pressed the mute button on his hand, tsk, I can still see this after changing to a different provincial station. What a great deal of money.

"...You don't want to eat now?" Cen Mian looked at He Shaoyu suspiciously, and was rushed back to the kitchen by the latter's brazen intimacy, and obediently put on the cake with an inexplicable expression on his face.

After confirming that Cen Mian was carefully dividing the cake, He Shaoyu pressed the remote control, and the looping wanted man continued mechanically——

"...Wanted, as shown in the video, the suspect in the Dragon Clan extermination case appeared in S City. The Special Population Management Bureau suspects that he is related to the disappearance of the big demon that has been in the public eye recently, and now publishes his personal information and avatar as usual - Dragon Clan, age……"

There was undisguised coldness in He Shaoyu's beautiful eyes, looking at the clear file photo of Cen Mian on the screen, although he didn't announce his name, it was enough for anyone who cared to lock Cen Mian easily.

"Would you like to cut another portion and bring it to my cousin?" Cen Mian came out with the small box, saw that He Shaoyu was still there, and asked in a low voice reassuringly.

"No, only I can eat." He Shaoyu turned off the TV naturally, took the small box from Cen Mian's hand, and said domineeringly.

Cen Mian subconsciously followed him to the porch, tiptoed to help him tidy up the crooked tie, saw the hickey on the edge of the collarbone, paused, and reminded in a low voice: "... let my cousin see this No, I can help you get this out of the way."

He Dashao, who was about to get down and ask Cen Mian to tie the tie for him, raised his eyebrows, and said lazily, "I can do it too." However, he didn't make any moves to erase the hickey marks, but loosened his neckline generously. Showcasing Cen Mian's masterpiece.

"..." Cen Mian puffed up his cheeks angrily, expressing his dissatisfaction with Young Master He's increasingly shameless behavior.

He Shaoyu wanted to continue teasing the stupid dragon, but the phone in his suit pocket was buzzing.

"...Is something wrong?" Cen Mian looked at He Shaoyu's furrowed eyebrows and asked worriedly.

"Something happened to Shaoqing." He Shaoyu caught a glimpse of Cen Mian's face, frowned, and said lightly, avoiding the dissatisfaction of "grandpa" on the phone about his procrastination the next day, He Shaoqing The dangerous situation mentioned on the other side was even taken away by him.

"...you go." Although he was reluctant and worried about He Shaoyu's safety, but if something happened to his cousin, he had to go, Cen Mian added in a low voice: "You have to pay attention to safety."

"Tsk, what else can happen to me, but you," He Shaoyu squinted at him, bent down, and actively 'charged' Cen Mian's lips, warning solemnly: "Stay at home by yourself, don't do anything today. went."

... It's nothing to blame if nothing happens, look at the fire pattern all over her body!Worry to death ah woo!Cen Mian bit her lip, but still nodded obediently, and sent He Shaoyu out.

Not forgetting He Shaoyu's instructions, and locked the door carefully, Cen Mian turned and went back to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for his senior and younger brother. Just as he was cracking egg whites, the doorbell outside rang again.

...Why did you come back again, did you forget to take something, or did you finally decide to get rid of the trace of shame on your neck?The corners of Cen Mian's mouth were slightly bent, he put down the egg beater in his hand, and opened the door without taking off his apron, but the smile on his face froze suddenly, and the long-lost fear gradually climbed onto his face——

The dark uniforms and retro styles have not changed a bit in 20 years.The businesslike indifference on the visitor's face remained unchanged.

...exactly the same as it was 20 years ago.

"Mr. Cen, hello, you are suspected of being directly or indirectly involved in the case of killing the dragon family and the recent serial disappearance of monsters. According to the regulations of this bureau, you are now detained at the Special Population Administration Bureau. Please cooperate with our work." The leader He determined the target without even looking at Cen Mian, obviously coming prepared.

"...I, I'm a witness...you can't take me into custody..." Cen Mian looked at the handcuffs handed over by the man, which were exactly the same as before, shrank subconsciously, and tried hard to put away his trembling hands.

"I'm sorry, this is what the director meant." The leader glanced at Cen Mian, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Xue Liang and Lu Jun were about to find himself at the end of the living room, and suddenly stretched out his hand, covering Cen Mian with a handkerchief with ether face.

"Take it away, hurry up." Handing the limp Cen Mian to the two people next door, the leader added two more layers of restraint to Xue Liang and Lu Jun's room, and then walked away silently.

The bell on the chandelier, which was suppressed by the restraint, stood up abruptly, arched its black-striped back hostilely, jumped off the lamp, and quickly grabbed Cen Mian's cell phone to notify He Shaoyu before going to trouble Xue Liang and Lu Jun the door.

***

Cen Mian, whose face was covered with ether, naturally didn't know Bell's reaction, and lay on the ground with his eyes open.

It was as if many people were hammering nails with hammers in the brain, and the pain suddenly spread sharply and then slowly and slowly.

"...Ugh."

The consciousness is clear, but the brain is unable to think as if it is down.Having no idea of ​​the passage of time, Cen Mian only knew that there was a cold and damp floor beneath him, the air was filled with the earthy smell of a dense forest, and his blurred vision gradually became clear.

The gloomy and low-pressure sky came into view, surrounded by low gray brick walls with deep red and black marks on them.

……Blood.There are old ones and new ones, but there are too many to wipe off the gray brick wall, and it seems that the owner here doesn't bother to wipe it off.

...the Authority's interrogation room.Cen Mian's weak body trembled reflexively, but his wrist felt the cold obstruction, and he turned his gaze away, only to realize that his hands were locked on the floor.

This is the third time he has been locked up in this place.The first time was when he was discovered 20 years ago, and the second time was after Mr. Gu was seriously injured.

It's just that the gray brick wall that I was familiar with before is no longer so high that the top cannot be seen, but has become low. I guess this time I was directly locked on the roof.

"I woke up quite quickly." Jiang Lie said with a voice full of laughter.

Cen Mian looked up and saw that the torture room rebuilt from an ancient prison of unknown dynasties was extremely well-equipped. The torture tools from ancient times to the present were listed one by one. In addition to the ones Jiang Lie used on him before, a lot of new things were added.

Jiang Lie, who was holding the key in his hand, sat on the leather chair not far from him, crossed his long legs, and looked at himself with cold eyes, taking advantage of the resentment of the wronged souls in the room, making Cen Mian shiver with coldness.

"...You," Cen Mian was about to speak, but found that his throat seemed to be stuffed with a hot coal, it was hot and painful, and his voice was hoarse.

"That's right. It seems that Luo Zichen's worms are quite useful. It's useless." Jiang Lie stared at Cen Mian without changing his gaze, and smiled with You Qi's bright red mouth on his pale handsome face, as if he was very satisfied with Luo Zichen. Zichen's false voice bug.

"...Bug?" Cen Mian almost asked out such words out of breath, his throat seemed to feel the sensitive word and it burned even more, and something even jumped.

... No wonder the throat hurts so strangely, it turned out that it wasn't a cold or cold.Seeing his younger brother chasing Luo Zichen that night was not a hallucination.

"Ah, it's so boring... It doesn't matter if you don't know, anyway, the worm confessed for you." Jiang Lie put on a boring expression, while explaining, he casually played with the hollowed-out silver-carved leopard head in his hand.

...Confession, confession of what?

Cen Mian still opened his eyes in a daze, and was forced to lie on his back. He didn't care to find out why the false worms who were trying to occupy his voice could not succeed, so he suddenly stopped and stared fixedly at the low-pressure sky. The gray clouds seemed to be The curtain projected a scene of pictures——

The monitoring from the perspective of God seems to be a bit old, but even if the picture is not clear, you can still see the blackened lakes all over the mountains retreating from the Wutong Mountains, the dragons who were walking, working, talking, sleeping, no matter what state they are , as the tide swept past, it disappeared in place as if the world evaporated, and everything was as quiet as the dragon clan's territory deep in the restriction today.

... This is the only remaining evidence of the Dragon Clan extermination case 20 years ago.When Cen Mian was rescued, he was forced to read it countless times carefully and decomposed, so naturally he would not admit his mistake.

However, the fragment did not stop at the well-known ending——

In the quiet Cen's mansion, a bloody young man ran out desperately, holding a package the size of a small leopard in his arms.

...Is this the part that was not made public back then? I didn’t even read it myself. Why did I keep it from myself? What’s the purpose of making it public now?

I thought the young man was running for his life, but when he looked further, Cen Mian clearly saw a black shadow-like thing following the young man, chasing him all the way until he reached the border of the lake area out of breath, the overwhelming tide gathered and churned, the young man seemed to have no strength left After chasing, he turned around with the burden in his arms, and the image of fleeing back stopped abruptly, and the low-pressure and dark sky returned to its original state, but it was enough for Cen Mian to see the boy's face clearly.

...that is myself.

"...Wanted, as shown in the video, the suspect in the Dragon Clan extermination case appeared in S City. The Special Population Management Bureau suspects that he is related to the disappearance of the big demon that has been in the public eye recently, and now publishes his personal information and avatar as usual - Dragon Clan, age……"

The mechanical voice of the female news anchor echoed in his ears, as if he was wanted by He Shaoyu in the morning who didn't let him listen.

... Is this what "confession" is?So, is he really the murderer? ... Do you believe the thighs too?

As if being bred by his thoughts, the burning pain in his throat was frantically excited, and his throat and eyes were tight.

"It seems to be almost there." Jiang Lie looked at Cen Mian's painful and bewildered expression, turned off the news broadcast, took out the insect repellent incense, and shook it lightly, strands of fragrance hit Cen Mian.

... No, no, the thigh would not believe such a thing, and I would definitely not do it.Feeling that the false voice bug in his throat was intensified by the aroma and became more and more excited, Cen Mian's thoughts calmed down instead, and his trust in He Shaoyu and himself became more and more firm, and the bug couldn't control his voice.

"Huh? That's interesting." Jiang Lie's bored expression finally became vivid, and that sickly smile hung back again. He threw away the key, and walked away towards Cen Mian on his leather boots with the insect incense in hand.

"Click——", "Click——"

From the corner of Cen Mian's eyes, Jiang Lie's figure was getting closer and closer. His body, which was originally stiff to suppress the false noise bug, trembled subconsciously. His body was obviously exhausted due to the residual ether, but he was forced to struggle until he heard Hearing the sound of someone falling to the ground, he was stunned when he saw Jiang Lie's close figure suddenly fall down.

The visitor was dressed in white casual clothes, but he couldn't be mistaken for the fairy candle in his hand and the golden mask on his face.

...Luo Zichen.Cen Mian stared blankly at that cold person with complicated eyes, not knowing whether to be jealous, doubtful, questioning, or something else...

"Eat." Luo Zichen confirmed Jiang Lie's breathing before putting down the fairy candle. While uncuffing Cen Mian, he checked his condition and found that he was not under the control of the noise bug. I don't know whether he was relieved or dejected. , with complex emotions in his eyes, and a rare turmoil in his voice, he said quietly.

"...Which side are you... on?" Cen Mian witnessed the whole process of Luo Zichen's emotional ups and downs just now, and for some reason, looking at the ordinary Leiwan in the opponent's hand, he couldn't doubt it at all, so he took it. Get up and snore again.

... Shufu!Cen Mian cleared his throat, and the scorching pain disappeared instantly as the thunder pill was absorbed, and there was no trace of foreign body sensation in his throat, as if the false bug had never existed.

"You just believe in him so much, you didn't even notice the false noise bug, but you beat the bug over and over again." Luo Zichen murmured in a daze, his white fingers with scars wanted to touch Cen Mian, but couldn't He stopped the car at the last moment, and the complexity in his eyes gradually settled, leaving only alienation.

Cen Mian knew who Luo Zichen was talking about.However, isn't the focus of the person in front of you a bit crooked?

... At this time, isn't it necessary to have a crying and crying father and mother-style whitewashing, and then reconcile amicably.

... Well, although crying and shouting seems to be a bit technically difficult for Luo Zichen.Getting back together or something, I really don't seem to be that magnanimous.

Cen Mian didn't realize that he was vaguely revealing any expectations, but whispered accusations: "...It's so troublesome to resist Jiang Lie, why do you want to plant bugs on me?"

"I didn't know they were going to do this." Luo Zichen looked at Cen Mian for a long time before explaining in a low voice. He heard the sound of someone's footsteps going up to the top floor outside, as if suppressing some emotions, he pulled Cen Mian up and said indifferently He raised his voice and said, "I don't like you being with He Shaoyu."

...is this a play or a serious one.Cen Mian watched the other party's deliberate actions, moved his ears, and naturally heard the unhurried footsteps, and looked at Luo Zichen with suspicion.

...Is it really okay to say this at a time like this!Brother, do they really not have to run for their lives? Woohoo!Cen Mian supported his limp body with trembling hands, stood up slowly, touched those low brick walls with his hands, but was pulled back by Luo Zichen, and watched helplessly as Luo Zichen's hand was burned into a big hole. Blood bubbles, the kind that will continue to ferment.

"...You, do you want to bandage it?" Cen Mian looked at Luo Zichen's hidden hand, thinking about what could be used for bandaging, and even forgot to run for his life.

"It's okay." Luo Zichen turned around and faced the door of the interrogation room. He didn't look at him again, but told him in a low voice: "I will save you, don't act rashly."

……save him?Cen Mian didn't understand why he looked at the back that made people feel safe, it was a different kind of safety from He Shaoyu, it was born with him, as if it was hidden in every inch of blood.

"Hehe, Master Luo's trick is really wonderful, but I don't know if he will appreciate it or not." Meng Tu's polite voice came from behind the door, and the door opened in response, and the unhurried footsteps were obviously He sent it.

"You said you wouldn't hurt him with this." Luo Zichen's voice was cold and hard.

...I always feel that this place is unexpectedly hot, is it an illusion?Well, it's an illusion, that person was called by the He family early in the morning.

Cen Mian looked around, forced her breathing to calm down, supported her limp limbs to stand up straight, and tried to calm down and think of a way to get out.

"Did I hurt him? Why don't you let Mr. Cen talk about it? Isn't this the same as 20 years ago?" Meng Tu looked at the indifferent Luo Zi as if he was a chess player watching the chess pieces struggle. Chen and Cen Mian are looking for a way out.

... If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't beat the other party, he really wanted to swear.Cen Mian muttered meaningless syllables, trying to delay the time.He clenched his fist tightly, pinching his own palm, forcing his aching little head to think of ways to escape one by one, overthrowing one by one.

"You think I'm not ready to go after I handed over the video to you?" Luo Zichen was not moved by Meng Tu's provocation, his caramel-colored eyes stared behind Meng Tu, obviously feeling the heat of the karma, Pupils shrink.

"Oh? Then Meng is all ears." Meng Tu never paid attention to the out-of-control power, and was obviously more interested in Luo Zichen's secret.

"...I'm afraid Director Meng will be disappointed. With me here, you can't interrogate Cen Mian privately." Luo Zichen raised his white hand and pressed it against the edge of the mask. But before breaking through the restriction, there was a hint of joy in the caramel-colored eyes.

... What kind of divine development is this? Cen Mian was taken aback by Luo Zichen's words. From the corner of his eye, he was sensitive to He Shaoyu's karma. The panic in his heart disappeared in an instant, and even his limp body gradually regained strength.

However, at the next moment, the joy in Luo Zichen's eyes went out, and a dead silence returned, only reflecting the sky full of gold and red fire, the restraint cracked one after another, and finally completely shattered, surrounding the three of them, turning red into black Shen day.

Cen Mian had no time to observe Luo Zichen's emotions. The moment Yehuo rushed in, he turned his head telepathically, and He Shaoyu, who was carrying a black ancient knife and dressed in cold killing intent, was standing on the low wall not far from him.

"...Thighs!" Many negative emotions in Cen Mian's eyes faded because of the person in front of him, leaving only the clean pupils reflecting the fire of karma, as if sparks were ignited by the fire of karma in an instant, full of trust and dependence.

But in the next second, waves of panic appeared in Cen Mian's eyes—?

Because of the stronger shadow of Ye Huo, Meng Tu quickly patted He Shaoyu, and the figure bathed in fire actually fell from the low wall and disappeared from sight!

"It's just an out-of-control phoenix bird." Meng Tu narrowed his eyes and said as he watched the scene where Cen Mian rushed over nervously and desperately, lying on the low wall and screaming out meaningless syllables hoarsely.

Cen Mian's eyes were red, and he was lying on the low wall in panic, but his expression froze stupidly——

In the scarlet flames that covered the boundless dense forest, He Shaoyu's dark gray suit was in disarray, the flames reflected his jet-black hair, that impeccable face, and the bloodstains left by several stars on the way, the flickering shadows fell on In the fierce pupils, it seems that they want to seduce people to fall from now on.

...Is this a thigh, or, Phoenix Lord?Knowing that He Shaoyu didn't have a second Nirvana, and didn't have the memory of previous generations, a sense of strangeness arises spontaneously.

"Tsk, are you stupid? Jump down, idiot!" The impatient expression appeared on that face, and it seemed to come alive instantly.

...or the original recipe.Cen Mian recalled the scene where he was on the bus where the ghost car was chasing him, and his legs were too weak to get off. He smiled at He Shaoyu, his clean eyes were curved, like crescent moons, and pure as if there were stars in them, Jump down bravely and trustingly.

"Damn it, you really jumped without saying hello." He Shaoyu frowned, took the full arms firmly, hugged Cen Mian across his arms, and quickly walked through the increasingly smaller sea of ​​flames.

"...Didn't you let me dance? I'm not stupid." Cen Mian muttered softly, obviously remembering Young Master He's "Are you stupid?", but obediently put his arms around He Shaoyu's neck.

"You're not stupid, why don't you just blindly open the door for someone from the administration." He Shaoyu looked at Cen Mian's well-behaved movements, and the evil spirit on his body subsided a little, and then became more intense without embellishment. Damn, he was actually transferred from the mountain, thinking I feel scared even thinking about it.

...The Administration Bureau came to the door so coincidentally, can he not admit his mistake?Moreover, it was obviously the thighs who concealed the negative news, which made him less wary.Cen Mian looked at the top floor of the prison which was getting farther and farther behind him, and could vaguely see the light and shadow of the golden mask flickering in the firelight.

"...Are we just going to leave Luo Zichen there?" There were still many doubts about Luo Zichen, and with a special bond, Cen Mian repeatedly thought of the mask with flickering flames that could not see his eyes clearly. Guilt grows exponentially.

"He chose the path by himself, why are you worried about him?" He Shaoyu looked at Cen Mian's expression of awareness, his eyebrows furrowed, and the flame behind him covered Cen Mian's sight, hugged him even tighter, and picked him up. The road with the most traps and sideways, the most bumpy and rugged, made the stupid dragon no longer have time to take care of Luo Zichen.

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Outside the layers of fire walls, Luo Zichen was still standing on the roof, facing the direction in which the two left. The flames were reflected on the dark gold mask, and the caramel-colored pupils had complicated emotions.

"Master Luo, did he get there first, or did he plan it out?" Meng Tu looked at his men chasing He Shaoyu and Cen Mian in the direction of the biochemical base. Looking at Luo Zichen like this, he asked with a smile: "I wonder if I can watch Mr. Luo perform mask removal before I put those two people in prison."

Luo Zichen caressed the jade stone carefully worn on his wrist, which was left to him by Cen Mian in the Mengshuang case.The white figure turned around in the firelight, his expression could not be seen clearly in the backlight, and his voice was cold: "You can't arrest him."

"Oh? Why?" Meng Tu walked unhurriedly, and his long shadow stalked along with the fire, like a hunting snake.

"According to the witness protection plan, the Shanhai court should be the one to try him. How can he be judged only by the authority or the police. This is one of them." Luo Zichen looked at the pursuing shadows without moving, but his caramel-colored pupils shrank .

"Heh, this is nothing to be afraid of. So what if you have one or two?" Meng Tu kept smiling unmoved, waiting for the next step.

"Second," without looking at him, Luo Zichen lowered his head, let go of the stone in his hand, brushed his fingers unconsciously across the edge of the mask, and said calmly, "If I can point out the real culprit, there is no reason for you to come again." pester him."

"You said you could point out the real culprit, what about the evidence?" Meng Tu, who is in power, looked at Luo Zichen's mask. The disappearance of the great demon was planned by himself, and it was true that the person in front of him was involved, but the case of the dragon family extermination, huh ...

Luo Zichen pressed his fingers into the side of the mask and let go of the mask. Before he could speak, an evil smile sounded from behind Meng Tu——

Jiang Lie leisurely and contently patted off the dust that didn't exist on his body. With an interested smile on his lips, he stared at Luo Zichen and said, "Because Young Master Luo has a face that none of us can match."

After all, Jiang Lie was not in a hurry to stop him, but watched Luo Zichen take off the mask as if admiring the beautiful scenery.

Luo Zichen was unmoved by his ex-partner's perverted gaze, lowered his eyelashes to cover his caramel-colored pupils, and slowly took off his mask. The noble and alienated expression had nothing to do with Cen Mian, but his facial features were exactly the same .

The drooping eyelashes were raised, and the caramel-colored pupils looked at Meng Tu indifferently, Luo Zichen lowered his voice: "I don't know if this kind of evidence is enough?"

Chapter Forty: Palace Jade Liquid

Cen Mian wrapped his arms around He Shaoyu's neck, tucked his head into his arms, and watched worriedly as the sea of ​​fire behind He Shaoyu gradually became smaller. In the dark sky, the remaining flames left by the sea of ​​fire being swallowed up by shadows slapped like a rain of fire. The child drifted down, and was finally surrounded by shadows that gradually spread.

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