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Although I don't know what you were like before, if that half-demon thinks that you are equally important, no matter how many mountains and rivers there are, she will always come to you. "

"Well," Feng Lin heard the words, his mood suddenly eased, the negative emotions in his tone disappeared, and rose softly: "To him, I am also very important."

What's with the happiness in his tone, he's quite proud?

Fang Sheng wanted to slap himself, and seriously suspected that he was looking for abuse.

"Go to sleep." He wrapped the quilt tightly and stopped talking.

I don't know how long it took, but the more Fang Sheng thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, sleep on it!

They are also half-demons, although he doesn't know what kind of half-demon he is, but why should the half-demon be treated like this?What happened to me?

How can he say that he and Fenglin are also partners, and there have been a lot of big and small things, not to mention that they are still shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the world together, what kind of relationship can compare to saving the world!

What stuff is as hollow as an abyss, he is also a good colleague, a good partner, can't he make up for a half-demon left in his memory?

Don't say anything else, let's just talk about the Phoenix Fire that saved them from danger earlier, can that half-demon give it?Feng Lin is not the best match for him!

Arching his body, Fang Sheng got close to Feng Lin, and stretched his hand under Feng Lin's neck, wanting to hug him.

"What are you doing?" Feng Lin said, his voice was hoarse, and he regained his former sense of silence.

As soon as he spoke, Fang Sheng shrugged again, the energy that had been pumped up in his heart just now, like a balloon that had been pricked by a needle, was deflated.

"Just...hug, you understand? Between human beings, when the other person is sad, hugging can give comfort." Fang Sheng panicked, his voice was weak, and he made serious nonsense, and he still felt quite reasonable after speaking.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to get over this hurdle, but I just want to comfort you, comfort you." Slowly pulling back his slender arm, Fang Sheng is glad that he didn't turn on the light now, otherwise Feng Lin would have to ask him why he blushed up.

'Click', the small warm light above the head came on.

Feng Lin half propped himself up, with one arm propped on top of Fang Sheng's head, his dark eyes looked at Fang Sheng, calmly: "Comfort me, why are you blushing?"

Fang Sheng: ...

Can you stop doing this! !

Pursing his lips, Fang Sheng looked away. He didn't know how to answer. He couldn't say that he had eaten a big man's vinegar. How much, how much it would affect the friendship between them!

"Why is the neck also red?" Pressing down, Feng Lin seemed to be doing it on purpose, and moved closer to Fang Sheng, with a very low voice: "Oh, the base of the ear is also red."

Fang Sheng endured and endured, he couldn't help it, pushed Feng Lin away, turned his back to him and said, "Forget it if you don't need it, why are there so many problems, I didn't blush, it's because of the light."

The quilt covered half of his face, and Fang Sheng's face was so hot that he could fry an egg.

"You really shouldn't ask." Feng Lin turned off the light and distanced himself from Fang Sheng.

"But I do need reassurance."

Before Fang Sheng could react, his back felt warm, and his firm and warm chest was close to him.

Feng Lin hugged Fang Sheng in his arms, just right, he put his arms around Fang Sheng's waist, closed his eyes lightly, and said to himself, "Well, I feel much better."

This time, Xia Sheng can fry eggs not only on his face, but also on his whole body.

He held his breath, half curled up in Feng Lin's arms, his body was stiff in the darkness, he didn't dare to move.

"The way you comfort people is too tense." Feng Lin felt his stiffness, and let go of his hand: "Let's forget it."

"Don't." Fang Sheng didn't know where the courage came from, he directly took Feng Lin's hand that was about to leave, he leaned on Feng Lin's arm, buried his head low, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it because you came over suddenly, I'm just not ready."

Holding Feng Lin's hand, Fang Sheng slowly relaxed, feeling the hot body temperature on his back, and an invisible sense of security suddenly rose in his heart.

Hugging him again, Feng Lin gave an inaudible chuckle, naturally held Fang Sheng's hand in the palm of his hand, and then replied: "Well, go to sleep."

This night, Fang Sheng slept very soundly, and the next day when it was bright, he got up stretched.

Seeing him wake up, Feng Lin opened the curtains, dazzling and warm eyes poured in, Fang Sheng covered his eyes, still not used to the sunlight.

The day Mu Ze left Bugui Mountain, they left Shangyuan. It was night when they left Shangyuan, so they found a hotel to stay first.

Regarding the comforting hug last night, Feng Lin and Fang Sheng tacitly agreed, and no one mentioned it again.

Unlike Shang Yuan, the fog on Feng Lin's body turned into a formal dress, and Da Hua Ye Yuan's sister also restrained herself.

When he was in Shangyuan, Fang Sheng's mobile phone had no signal, but now that he came out, he finally returned to the modern society.

After breakfast, Fang Sheng called Director Jiang to report that he was safe.

Director Jiang's loud voice, even through the phone, he wished that the whole street could hear it.

"Where did you go? Are you all okay? Are you injured? By the way, Feng Lin is not from the headquarters at all. Be careful!"

Fang Sheng held the phone up to his ears and could hear Director Jiang's yelling. When he finished yelling, Fang Sheng took the phone back and answered one by one.

"Sister Dahuayuan and I are fine, He Xi...he stayed in Shangyuan, Fenglin has helped a lot, he is trustworthy, don't worry."

As for the people who are not in Fenglin's headquarters, they knew it before they set off, so it's not surprising to mention it now.

"We have collected some of the fragments, and there is still a lot left. By the way, Director, do you know Kong Jue and Nan Xing?"

Director Jiang, who was originally over the decibel on the phone, suddenly became silent.

Fang Sheng thought the signal was disconnected, so he took off the phone and shook it: "Hello?"

"Where did you hear about Kong Jue and Nan Xing? Who told you?" Director Jiang's voice was suddenly serious, with a hint of questioning in his tone.

"Mu Ze," Fang Sheng was curious, why director Jiang suddenly changed when he mentioned Kong Jue Nanxing: "Mu Ze said that Kong Jue Nanxing has fragments in his hand, and there are quite a few of them."

"They are on the Blacklist of the Demon Federation."

"Huh?" Fang Sheng was surprised: "There is still a blacklist in the Demon Federation?"

☆、Chapter 28

"It happened a few years ago." Director Jiang in the office rubbed his temples, frowned, and his tone was full of sorrow: "No wonder Kong Jue is so rampant. It turns out that there are fragments in his hand."

On the other side, Fang Sheng was holding the phone, facing Feng Lin face to face, all he could think about was the hug last night.

Fang Sheng thought about it, and said, "Who else is in Yaolian's arms?"

Director Jiang: "What arms?"

"No, no," Fang Sheng breathed out, scratching his eyebrows with his head lowered, "Blacklist, who else is on the blacklist."

"No more," Director Jiang replied, "Only Kong Jue."

Fang Sheng turned his back, avoiding Feng Lin's half-smiling gaze, his face was burning with panic.

This Kong Jue has enough face, he has monopolized a blacklist.

"You guys come back first, I will discuss the countermeasures with the headquarters, Kong Jue is a bit tricky."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Sheng relayed Director Jiang's words and prepared to go home.

"Fang Sheng," Da Hua stared at a shop next to her, her leopard eyes were wide open, and she was about to take shape: "Can we go in and have a look? Just for a while."

Fang Sheng looked along and saw that it was a cat-themed coffee shop. The decoration was quite refreshing. The interior was decorated with balls of yarn. The promotional sign at the door read: Today's special price for small dried fish, buy a free large commemorative wool ball.

Dahua is a hardened little demon, with a feline nature still in her bones.

For example, I want to jump when I see a bird, I like cardboard boxes, and I like to play with yarn balls.

"Please." Da Hua looked at Fang Sheng beggingly with her big round eyes, and no one could bear to look at him.

These few days of experience, for these fledgling teenagers, it is enough to drink a pot and relax for a while, which is understandable.

"Okay, I just want to check the route back."

Several people entered the door, and Dahuaji hurriedly chose a place that he liked to do it. He patted his hands back and forth on the table, his eyes sparkled, and he liked everything he looked at.

"Restraint," Yuanmeier reminded him: "Be careful of your tail."

Dahua hurriedly looked back, touched her buttocks and giggled: "It's all right, it's all right, it's still in the underpants."

Yuan Meier rolled her eyes vigorously, and asked the waiter to order coffee.

Feng Lin was not familiar with these, so Fang Sheng helped him choose a cup suitable for him, and also ordered small dried fish for Dahua.

The small dried fish was on the table, but the big flower was almost stuck on it and licked directly. He ate the small dried fish, twisting back and forth, without stopping for a moment.

"It's so nice here," said Da Hua, shaking her body, "I really want to roll with the kitten."

Fang Sheng: "Don't, control yourself, the waiter just looked at you wrongly."

To outsiders, Dahua is a handsome, tough, and strong man. Such a man writhes on the stool with a shy look in his eyes. Anyone who looks at him looks greasy and weird.

"It's not me, it's Fenglin." Dahua pinched the dried fish with his fingers and licked it: "I'm so happy!"

"Can you order and eat normally!" Yuan Meier couldn't stand it anymore, the waiter thought they were perverts if this went on.

"Ah?" Dahua put down the dried fish, feeling aggrieved, "I usually eat like this."

Yuan Meier was so angry that she wanted to say something, when the waiter who just ordered came over.

"Excuse me, excuse me. Excuse me..." The waiter held the mobile phone and handed it to Feng Lin: "Can I have your WeChat account, handsome guy?"

Feng Lin, an old antique, didn't know what WeChat was. He looked down at the mobile phone in the waiter's hand, thought it was for him, took it over and nodded politely: "Thank you."

Seeing him put the phone into his pocket, the waiter was full of question marks.

"Sorry, my friend is joking with you!" Fang Sheng almost spit out his coffee, he quickly stopped Feng Lin's movement, took out his phone and returned it to the waiter: "He doesn't have WeChat, he doesn't play with that."

The waiter took the phone back in a daze, glanced at the four people in the seat, and smiled awkwardly: "Excuse me."

"It's over," Yuan Meier covered her forehead and sighed, "We are four freaks."

"What is WeChat?" Feng Lin asked Fang Sheng next to him, "Is it a token?"

"No, it's just a chat software for communicating feelings." Fang Sheng took out his mobile phone and found WeChat to show Feng Lin: "This is it."

Feng Lin took a few serious glances, followed Fang Sheng's finger to poke the screen twice, frowning slightly, still not quite understanding.

"It's okay." Putting away the phone, Fang Sheng said, "You will have it in the future."

"Will you give me your WeChat in the future?" Feng Lin's voice was low, and he looked at Fang Sheng with deep eyes, solemnly, as if he was saying something very important.

Fang Sheng met his dark eyes and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Will it be?" Feng Lin asked again.

"Yes..." I didn't know who he was explaining to, so Fang Sheng added on his own: "In the future, WeChat will be convenient for contacting work."

Yuan Meier was drinking coffee, the cup covered half of her face, her eyes flicked back and forth between Feng Lin and Fang Sheng, as if smelling something extraordinary.

"You probably don't have any friends." Meier Yuan put down her glass, wiped her mouth and said to Feng Lin, "The friends I know in the headquarters are all good at WeChat. They also have their own small group, where they complain about the leader."

Hearing this, Feng Lin suddenly became vigilant, his eyes were cold, and he asked in a calm voice, "Thief? How can there be a thief?"

Fang Sheng: "..."

Yuan Meier: "..."

Are you serious?

Suppressing a smile, Fang Sheng coughed lightly, and pulled Feng Lin to explain to him in a low voice: "This 'thief' is not a thief or a thief, it's like an emphasis on the meaning of 'very'."

Feng Lin seemed to understand but half understood: "I probably understand."

Fang Sheng patted Feng Lin on the shoulder and said, "You are so stupid!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Sheng was taken aback, why did he say this?You obviously want to boast that you are crazy and have a strong understanding ability to ease the embarrassment.

Feng Lin looked at Fang Sheng, without much fluctuation on his face: "I will pay attention in the future."

"That's not what I meant," Fang Sheng quickly explained, waving his hands, "I mean, there's something wrong with your head."

Eh? ?

Fang Sheng was stunned, what was going on, what was he talking about.

"Don't doubt, I'm just scolding you." Fang Sheng spit out this sentence in a panic.

I wipe?what's the situation.

Staring dryly, Fang Sheng looked at Fenglin, then at Meier Yuan.

There was no emotion on Feng Lin's face, he didn't know if he was angry, Meier Yuan looked at Fang Sheng with a cup of coffee in surprise, her expression seemed to say: "Are you crazy?"

But what Fang Sheng really wanted to express just now was not at all, it was completely opposite to what he wanted to express.

The atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

Yuan Meier put down her coffee cup, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Fang Sheng didn't mean that, don't mind Feng Lin, he actually wanted to say that you are stupid."

Now it was Yuanmeier's turn to be dumbfounded.

"No, no, I want to say, what Fang Sheng said just now is from the heart, absolutely true."

Covering her mouth, Yuan Meier's big eyes rolled around, not daring to make a sound.

How is it that the mouth is not hers anymore?

Seeing this, Fang Sheng immediately pointed his eyes at Yuan Meier: Do you understand what happened to me just now?

Yuanmei'er raised her eyebrows, she was about to cry, her eyes asked Fang Sheng: What's going on?

Fang Sheng couldn't explain clearly, it was fine just now, why did it suddenly become like this.

Dahua, the narrator, is obsessed with dried fish, licking and licking regardless of her image, like an addiction.

Yuan Meier knows that the nature of big cats has not retreated, but he is too... so what.

Glancing at the waiter nearby, Yuanmeier found that the waiters in the store seemed to have not seen Dahua's weird movements. .

Fang Sheng looked around, but didn't see any unusual aura. The waiters were all human, which was normal.

Seeing Fang Sheng and Yuan Meier's discomfort, Feng Lin approached Fang Sheng and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Fang Sheng shook his head and continued to look at him: "Don't meddle in your own business."

Fang Sheng: "..." What the hell is going on!

Feng Lin's black pupils stared at Fang Sheng fixedly, and after a few seconds, he responded, "Okay."

Moving his lips, Fang Sheng wanted to say that this was not what he wanted to say, but he was afraid that he would still say the wrong thing, so he didn't say it at all.

"Let's go out." Taking out the money, Fang Sheng stood up and said, "There seems to be a problem here."

Yuan Meier nodded as if pounding garlic, she also got up, took the small dried fish from the big flower plate, and went out first.

Dahua only sees Xiaoyugan, so he gets up and follows Yuanmeier.

As soon as they left, the waiter came out from behind with a ball of yarn in his hand, and politely handed it over: "Thank you for coming, this is a gift."

Fang Sheng frowned and looked at the ball of wool. In appearance, there was nothing special about it, and there was no suspicious evil spirit mixed in it.

"Thank you, thank you." Dahua took it and rubbed it back and forth in her hand, not liking it.

It just so happened that it was time to go back, Fang Sheng glanced at the waiter vigilantly, and led the man back to the Demon Union.

Along the way, Fang Sheng didn't talk, and reported to Director Jiang, all of which were typed in messages. He suspected that there was something wrong with the store just now, or that there was something wrong with the coffee.

"What happened just now?" Meier Yuan asked Fang Sheng, "Are we talking ironically?"

Fang Sheng was overjoyed when he heard the words, and immediately said: "We seem to be fine, we can tell the truth now."

Yuan Meier nodded, put her hands on her chest and let out a sigh of relief: "That store just now is so strange, is there a demon?"

"No," Fang Sheng shook his head, put his hand on his lips thoughtfully: "I've seen it, they are all human beings, maybe there's something wrong with the coffee."

"What are you talking about?" Feng Lin interrupted, but he couldn't understand.

"It was strange just now. We didn't mean to say that you were not good, but your mouth seemed out of control. What you said was ironic. I didn't think you were stupid. What you said in the coffee shop was all false." Then At this opportunity, Fang Sheng quickly explained.

Feng Lin understood, and said slowly: "It's okay, I don't mind."

The big flower on the side was still playing with the ball of yarn, smiling hey-hey, looking like a mentally handicapped person.

Finally returned to Yaolian, the building of Yaolian has not yet been repaired, stepped into the temporary courtyard, Fang Sheng wanted to tell Director Jiang who came out to greet him, he heard himself say: "You still know how to come out to greet me?" Man, old thing!"

Fuck!Fang Sheng wished he could bite off his own tongue, didn't he get over it? !

☆、Chapter 29

Just as Director Jiang was about to speak, he was choked back by Fang Sheng's 'old stuff'.

Fang Sheng wept and asked helplessly, "I said I did it on purpose, do you believe me?"

Director Jiang: "..."

Little brat looking for faults?

If it weren't for Fang Sheng being an indispensable figure in saving the world, Director Jiang would have sent Fang Sheng back to his hometown with a series of kicks and a set of memory cleaning services.

"Come in first," Director Jiang turned sideways with a dark face, holding back the anger in his heart and said, "Tell me about the specific situation."

After entering the door, Fang Sheng opened his mouth tentatively. Fortunately, there was no problem when he was talking about the business.

The information about Kong Jue and Nan Xing was sent from the headquarters. Fang Sheng slid his mouse and looked at the incidents on the computer screen, startled.

Kong Jue is 32 years old, a native of City B. He excelled in studies when he was a teenager, graduated from university with honors, and has no work experience.

Further down, it was written impressively: killing father and mother.

Just in his second year after graduation.

In the same year, when the headquarters of the Demon Federation was carrying out its mission, Kong Jue blocked him and killed many members of the Demon Federation.

The piles and piles below are all related to the demon union, and even assassinated the leader of the demon union, no wonder he was pulled into the demon union's blacklist.

Further down, Nan Xing's profile is relatively simple and full of blood.

A plant-type demon, Kong Jue's younger sister.

Kong Jue participated in all cases of violence.

With his chin in his hand, Fang Sheng frowned and checked back and forth. He turned his head and asked Director Jiang who was flipping through the paper materials: "Kong Jue is a human being, how did he know Nan Xing?"

"It seems to be the little monster that Kong Jue brought back from a trip after graduation. As soon as the monster came home, Kong Jue's family never lived safely. Later, his parents discovered heresy and wanted to send Nan Xing away, but Kong Jue was fascinated. They were all killed."

Fang Sheng grinned, and glanced at the other monsters in the room, Feng Lin naturally didn't feel anything, Yuan Meier stroked her hair like a cover, pretending not to hear.

Over the past few years, the boundary between humans and demons has been clearly defined. For most human beings, demons are not kind.

Sometimes it is quite embarrassing to talk about human beings being brought down by monsters in the Monster League.

"People are divided into good and bad, and demons are the same," Fang Sheng said, stood up, and tapped Kong Jue's address on the screen: "Let's go to City B."

"No hurry." Director Jiang pulled out a stack of documents, and handed the two pages with photos to Fang Sheng: "This is a picture of Kong Jue and Nan Xing that I took in the past. I'm not sure."

After receiving it, Fang Sheng glanced at it, and the picture was almost a mosaic, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The background is the night, a man and a woman, both wearing masks, the man is about 1.8 meters tall, and the woman is 1.6 meters tall, the two are hurrying across the road.

Handed the photo to Feng Lin, Feng Lin glanced at it, then handed it to Yuan Meier, Yuan Meier read it, and then handed it to...

Forget it, Dahua is still playing with the ball of wool.

"Old man, this is too clear." Fang Sheng returned the last photo to Director Jiang, and fell ill again.

Director Jiang looked at Fang Sheng meaningfully, took the photo and waved his hands: "You should go home and rest first, Kong Jue Nan Xing is haunted, it is not safe for you to go rashly, wait for the headquarters and Master Fang Chen to come up with a strategy."

"I just scolded you on purpose." Fang Sheng said again.

Other colleagues around stuck their heads out and looked at Fang Sheng in surprise. They remembered that Fang Sheng was a very gentle person, why did he go out for a trip?

Has it been revealed?

Director Jiang felt a fire in his heart, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing. He has been in office for so many years, and no one dared to talk to him like this, no!have!one!indivual!

"Do you have a problem with me?" Director Jiang couldn't bear it any longer, and asked Fang Sheng, "Say it straight."

"I have an opinion, that's what I mean." Listening to what he said, Fang Sheng wished he could strangle himself to death.

what happened?

He glanced at the paper and pen on the table, and had an idea to write to Director Jiang.

I was able to express myself clearly when I was typing on the road, but now, the words I wrote are not right.

I can't explain this feeling clearly, it's obviously not my intention, but Fang Sheng's writing and irony are very smooth, and he doesn't feel controlled by others.

The ball of paper was thrown into the trash can, Fang Sheng was about to cry.

"I'd better go home first."

Pulling Feng Lin, Fang Sheng hurried away, he was afraid that Director Jiang couldn't bear it for a while, so he did him directly.

Thinking that there was nothing at home, he passed by a supermarket, and Fang Sheng said to go in and buy something to eat.

Pushing the shopping cart, Fang Sheng picked up the cookies and said to Feng Lin: "They are all small snacks, take whatever you like."

Feng Lin nodded, browsing the items on the shelves with his hands behind his back like a military parade, Fang Sheng followed behind, finding it interesting.

Feng Lin is strong, in an unfamiliar environment, he carefully disguises, and is an extremely dedicated person, the more he looks at him, the more he likes him.

When the word 'like' came out, Fang Sheng was slightly startled, and subconsciously covered his mouth. He glanced at Feng Lin in front of him guiltily, and let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't say it, or he would have misunderstood it.

"what is this?"

Hearing this, he raised his head and saw Feng Lin was holding a box of many fish in his hand. Fang Sheng explained with a smile: "It's also a snack, it's delicious, you can try it."

"Okay." The box was put into the shopping cart, and Feng Lin took some other snacks, which happened to be Fang Sheng's favorites.

"I hate such rubbish eyes." Fang Sheng grabbed the snacks in the shopping cart, his hands froze, and he wanted to die.

He raised his head and looked at Feng Lin, and quietly asked: "This is my original intention, do you believe it?"

Feng Lin pursed his lips, did not speak, hesitated for a moment, and took away all the snacks except a lot of fish.

"Take it all away, it's just what I want." Fang Sheng stretched out Erkang's hand, gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't hold back, and slapped himself.

"What are you doing?" Seeing this, Feng Lin stopped what he was doing: "Is it so annoying?"

Fang Sheng didn't dare to reply immediately, he thought that since it was an irony, then he could just say no the other way around.

"Yes, it's annoying."

Eh, I rub it? ? ?Fang Sheng was about to go crazy, how could it be a critical moment, it wasn't an irony, what was in the coffee, it was too tormenting.

Fang Sheng only scratched his hair anxiously, just grabbed a chicken coop and got out.

"If you don't like it, don't." Stopping Fang Sheng's movements, Feng Lin grabbed Fang Sheng's hand, and his tone was still calm and indifferent: "You hate it, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"No," Fang Sheng twisted his facial features together, and the misunderstanding grew bigger and bigger: "I just want you to be like this!"

"Crap!" Frustrated, Fang Sheng couldn't help swearing, and kicked on the shopping cart, unable to speak out.

He looked at Feng Lin with eager eyes, and he couldn't say what he had explained in his mind for several times, he was afraid that if he said it, the misunderstanding would deepen.

The first time Feng Lin saw Fang Sheng was irritable, he pulled the trolley, took a few bags of similar cookies according to Fang Sheng's selection, and held Fang Sheng's hand again and said: "I will really pay attention, don't be angry .”

"I..." Fang Sheng clenched his fists, wishing he could reach into his stomach and take out the coffee he had drunk.

No, Fang Sheng stopped in his tracks, he looked at Feng Lin, very puzzled.

Feng Lin also drank coffee, so why didn't Feng Lin speak upside down?

"He's playing tricks on you on purpose." A female voice suddenly sounded beside her ears, the voice was ethereal and charming, making people's ears itch.

"Who?" Fang Sheng was vigilant, looking left and right, he shook off Feng Lin, and looked over row by row, there were only humans nearby, no monsters.

"What's the matter?" Feng Lin followed Shang Sheng, observing the people who came and went and asked: "What did you see?"

Shaking his head, Fang Sheng rubbed his temples, suspecting that he was hallucinating: "It's okay, let's go home."

After paying the bill and returning home, Fang Sheng didn't feel like cooking in the evening, and ordered takeaway. Feng Lin asked him to talk, but he didn't answer. He went back to the bedroom by himself, thinking about things in the coffee shop.

When did you get recruited?The coffee shop is also opened by humans, and there is no evil spirit mixed in.

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and Feng Lin stood outside the door with one hand behind his back, a dignified posture and deep eyes.

"Fang Sheng, are you okay?"

Fang Sheng lay on the bed and felt angry, his heart was in a panic.

"It's something!" Fang Sheng shouted, and immediately jumped up from the bed angrily, hitting the pillow hard.

Can it work!There is no end!

"Talk?" Feng Lin was patient, without a hint of irritation in his tone.

The more he behaved like this, the more confused Fang Sheng was.

Talking about it is useless, and it will only deepen the conflict. If this matter is not resolved, it will not be smooth to find fragments in the future.

After waiting for a while, Fang Sheng didn't reply, the black mist from Feng Lin's fingertips drifted into the keyhole, and the door opened with a 'click'.

Feng Lin entered without invitation, saw the mess in the room, picked up the pillow on the floor and put it beside the bed and asked, "Why?"

"Cafe." Fang Sheng stared at the chicken coop, sat on the bed with his pillow in his arms, thinking about what to say, trying to be as concise as possible.

"Coffee shop?" Feng Lin repeated, thought for a while, and then asked: "Is it because I misunderstood 'thief'?"

"Yes," Fang Sheng frantically shook his head vigorously, "You'd better not go out."

It was irony again, Fang Sheng immediately followed up with irony, the irony of irony, isn't it the original meaning.

"You'd better stay."

Eh? ?Strange, weird, last second it was an irony, this second it became the truth again, there was no sign at all, and there was no pattern, just cut your tongue and forget it.

Feng Lin really didn't understand why Fang Sheng was so abnormal, he was worried that Fang Sheng would get sick and feel unwell.

"Okay," nodding in response, Feng Lin drew the curtains, and the clothes on his body turned back into a black mist. He took the pillow and put it beside Fang Sheng, and said, "I will accompany you at night."

Pursing his lips, Fang Sheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Feng Lin smiled, rubbed Fang Sheng's chicken nest head, got up to take a bath.

At night, the two of them were lying on the bed, Fang Sheng thought it over, and he could say a word if he didn't find the source of the weirdness.

"You really hate me?" Feng Lin rested his arms on his pillow, his gaze stayed on the ceiling, and his tone was still indifferent.

He moved his lips, but Fang Sheng didn't reply.

"Don't speak, do you acquiesce?" Feng Lin pulled the blanket and covered Fang Sheng's shoulders.

Turning his head slightly, Fang Sheng met Shang Fenglin's deep eyes, wanted to speak, but couldn't.

How could he hate Fenglin, he didn't hate it at all, and he never hated it.

He only appreciates Fenglin.

"Well, I hate it, especially Tebi hates you." Fang Sheng's tone was very calm, he had to say something against his will, his eyebrows drooped, and he smiled helplessly.

"What if I comfort you?" Feng Lin put his arm around Fang Sheng, resting his chin on his head, and asked again: "Do you hate it too?"

"Well," Fang Sheng smiled wryly as he smelled the same shower gel smell on his body as his own, "I hate it too."

"Okay." After a while, Feng Lin let go of his hand, lifted the quilt and got up: "I understand."

Lying on the bed, looking at the wrinkles left by Feng Lin beside him, Fang Sheng hated this irony in his heart, and when he found the mastermind behind the scenes, he would have to tear him apart.

The door opens and closes again.

Fang Changchang let out a long sigh. He knew it would be ironic or answered Feng Lin, but in fact, there was some expectation hidden in his heart, hoping that Feng Lin would see his last resort.

I hope Fenglin can understand his true intentions.

☆、Chapter 30

Fang Sheng curled up, lying in the darkness, his mind was full of the words "I got it" that Feng Lin said when he left.

He just got closer to Feng Lin, now it's over, Feng Lin must really hate him too.

He had already thought about the script for the rest of the story. They must have found the fragments indifferently, repaired the seal, and then broke up.

No one from the same clan can get closer.

Tossing and turning, the more Fang Sheng thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He didn't sleep at all, got up in his pajamas, opened the curtains, and thought about countermeasures while blowing the cold wind.

Tomorrow he wants to go back to that coffee shop and check thoroughly, there must be something tricky inside.

Also bring Yuanmeier, he and Yuanmeier have both been tricked, and you can tell whether each other is telling the truth or irony.

Just thinking about it, the female voice that appeared inexplicably in the supermarket before came again.

"They don't understand you, they just use you."

Fang Sheng was slightly startled, wrapped the collar of his pajamas tightly, and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

"They're just using found pieces, don't trust them."

"Who are you? How do you know about the fragments?" With his ears pricked up, Fang Sheng carefully identified the source of the sound, which seemed to come from all directions, and there was no exact location at all.

"I'm the only one who cares about you."

There was a small 'da' sound in the room, Fang Sheng immediately took out the charm, and threw it back at the guidebook on the bedside.

Then in the dim light, Fang Sheng saw a woman floating on his bedside, wearing revealing clothes, long curly hair, fair complexion, and her outstretched hand was just isolated from the protective layer.

"Hehe~ What a keen insight." The banshee limply floated in front of Fang Sheng, her green fingertips poking at Fang Sheng's chin, her red lips were charming and tender: "Is the coffee delicious?"

Disgust arose in Fang Sheng's heart, he quickly avoided the banshee, opened a safe distance, took out the talisman, stared at the banshee vigilantly and said, "Rabbit demon, are you here to grab the fragments?"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, is, I'm borrowing this one night, and I'll pay you back tomorrow, okay?"

Half of the flame was ignited by the talisman in his hand, Fang Sheng's tone was cold, and he warned the rabbit demon: "If you are sensible, go quickly, be careful that I will not show mercy."

Hearing the words, the rabbit demon stopped pretending, put away the fawning and coquettish expression on his face, and stared at him: "Today's fragment, I've made up my mind."

As soon as the words fell, the rabbit demon gave birth to sharp nails, and turned around to crush the protective layer outside the compass.

Fang Sheng was not polite, he threw out a phoenix flame in his hand, he didn't use all his strength, he was afraid of hurting the neighbors.

Fenghuang rushed towards the rabbit demon with a roar of fire, burning the few clothes on her body, which exposed her even more.

"Ah!" The rabbit demon was surprised, jumped over the window to the outside, hovered in mid-air, and threatened Fang Sheng: "If you don't give me the fragments, you will wait for a lifetime to tell lies!"

"Don't even think about it!" Fang Sheng was still worried about how to find the source of the irony, this feeling is good, and he took the initiative to send it to his door.

Throwing out a few talismans, Fang Sheng jumped out of the window and stepped on the talismans. The fire in his heart finally had a place to vent.

"It's just right," he said, "I'll let you come and go tonight!"

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and as Fang Sheng burned the talisman paper in his hand, a thunderbolt struck the rabbit demon at the blink of an eye.

The rabbit demon was nimble, with four limbs on the ground, white hair growing on her hands, and her face gradually became ferocious. She dodged Luo Lei and went straight to Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng didn't dare to open the phoenix fire in his hand. Without the wind by his side, he felt insecure and afraid of losing control.

The rabbit demon didn't care about any scruples, he struck ruthlessly and mercilessly, scratching Fang Sheng's left arm with one paw, bleeding instantly.

Fang Sheng backed away, and the rabbit monster quickly attacked again. He dodged left and right, the space under his feet was limited, his arms and hands were difficult to operate, and he was about to fall.

A cloud of black mist floated out from the house, and caught Fang Sheng firmly. Immediately afterwards, Feng Lin wrapped his arms around Fang Sheng, and his fingers passed the injured place, temporarily stopping the bleeding.

"I'd rather tie my hands and feet than call me?" Feng Lin stabilized Fang Sheng's center, and there was a bit more blame in his steady voice.

Turning his face away, Fang Sheng wanted to say that he was afraid of causing more misunderstandings, but he said, "No need."

Feng Lin chuckled, touched Fang Sheng's pocket, took out a protective talisman and handed it to Fang Sheng: "Protect yourself, I'll do the rest."

Fang Sheng wanted to explain, but he couldn't tell the truth.

"Hush!" The rabbit demon stood not far away, smiling slyly at Fang Sheng.

Feng Lin didn't give the rabbit demon too much time, and when he finished speaking, the fog in his hand pointed directly at the rabbit demon, like a sharp sword, fast and sharp.

The rabbit monster has a nimble figure and easily avoided it. He hovered in mid-air with his tail raised high and his hair floating in the air: "It's up to you? It's not far away!"

The rabbit demon accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, it was before Feng Lin approached. Feng Lin raised his hand and just as the black mist rose, he saw the rabbit demon smile, turned suddenly, and ran towards Fang Sheng again.

Just now Fang Sheng saw the speed of the rabbit demon so fast,