Chapter 103:

The large and small white shadows melted into a mass under the eyes, and finally a human figure condensed-he had long hair, an Eguan belt, and was dressed very grandly. His face was blank at first, and then it was like a clay figure. With outlines and facial features, the eyeballs finally formed, with a slight movement, and his eyes fluttered. He took a sip of white steam in the heavy snow.
Then like a hallucination, he disappeared out of thin air in the mist, leaving only the mountains and the ground with out-of-season flowers.
The snow was savage.
No one spoke for a long time. I didn't know how long it took. A wake-up alarm sounded a few times in the field, and everyone found out that it was almost six o'clock. The thick clouds were lifted by the northwest wind, revealing the sparse stars and moon before dawn, the Extermination Control Building disappeared into the field of vision, the sky became empty at once, and the smell of burntness came from the ruins.
Wang Ze's phone rang.
"Hey?"
Xiao Zheng was silent for a few seconds and said, "The old director is gone."
Wang Ze said "Ah", a little at a loss, so he listened to Xiao Zheng and asked, "How is it with you?"
Wang Ze couldn't explain for a moment, so he had to look up to see Sheng Lingyuan.
Sheng Lingyuan's face was whiter than the moonlight and colder than the snow. He shoved Xuanyuan coldly. He turned silently and walked to the ruins of the Exotic Bureau.
Xuan Yuan didn't respond at first, and he thought, "Endless?"
He was about to chase after him, and then he suddenly felt back, and when he looked down at his torn sleeves, his stretched legs stiffened in the air.
Finished!
Wang Ze poked with his elbow: "Let's go, what are you doing here?"
"What? Oh, no, the legs are a little cramped." Xuan Yuan looked back, grabbed his hair, and nodded at Zhang Zhao who was not far away. "Thank you, brother."
Wang Ze came together: "You two have just been on the united front. After a little more time, you have turned to civil war again? What's wrong?"
Xuan Yuan was speechless.
It is really strange to say that he got along with Sheng Lingyuan in private, and both of them are actually careful and tender. Unfortunately, no one saw it when it was sweet. As soon as there was a battle, the whole world knew it. In the eyes of others, they seemed to be fighting every day.
Wang Ze said, "I feel that he just looked at you wrongly."
Xuan Yuan: "Huh?"
Wang Ze: "It seems like I want to wrap a mud brick and bury you in the ground."
Xuan Yuan: "..."
Can different races respect each other? Didn't he hang sashimi and sweet and sour carp by his mouth all day?
Wang Ze said, "Our Yan team, for so many years, have not talked to Zhichun, and never said that Zhichun is not good before and after others. Why aren't you two quarreling or on your way to quarrel?
The things in Xuanyuan's pocket fell clean as they flew around, so he felt a cigarette from Wang Ze's pocket and snorted angrily from his nose: "What to say."
The Shanmeng pledge was not sewed for a night, and the "core confidential documents" were leaked.
What luck?
He drew behind Sheng Lingyuan from a distance, hesitated, and bit his ears with Wang Ze: "Well ... ask you something."
Wang Ze had the best and immediately responded, "Hey, you say."
"Some ... uh ... I don't know how to say, the double standard issue has caused family conflicts," Xuan Yuan said vaguely. "You can give me some advice, what should I do?"
"What kind of double standard?" Wang Ze asked, "You are responsible for earning, I am responsible for spending. It is a crime to slay financial power, and my credit card is‘ not eating your rice ’?

"It's not a financial problem, it's ..." Xuan Ye got stuck for a while and couldn't think of anything else, so he waved his hand, "OK, it's almost the same."
Wang Ze seriously asked: "Why can there be such a thing, I don't have it? Can you give me some advice, because my face is black?"
"But if ..." Xuan Yuan said softly, "What's wrong with him?"
Wang Ze thought for a while: "Nothing."
Xuan Yuan: "..."
"Although it's normal to stumble a bit," Wang Ze said, "but if you don't trust him and he doesn't trust you, what's going on? Do you sing 'Wise Fight' all day long? Nothing."
Xuan Ye held the cigarette in his hand and did not deliver it to his mouth for a long time. When he returned to God, there was only one cigarette left.
He found that when he first heard Wang Ze say "but", he had no other feeling except to laugh and laugh-because Sheng Lingyuan had not "experienced" with him.
The Exotic Bureau building was covered with scorching gray, and Jinlong also smoked into a black gecko, lay on a stone brick, and became a dead painting, never to move again. With Sheng Lingyuan's ear strength, it is reasonable to hear Xuan Yuan and Wang Ze muttering tens of meters away, but what they said, he didn't hear a word, and there seemed to be something "humming" in his ears. The noise made him numb with his limbs, and his palms were cold and sweaty, stuck in his pocket, and was shaking.
Sheng Lingyuan is not very emotional. His enemies require him to be calm for twelve minutes. He is not the enemy. Of course, no one dares to anger him. In addition, he has stripped Suzaku's blood for many years. His moods and sorrows are as light as water. I feel it.
It's been more than a month since he came to this world, and his sorrow, anger, and anger have already spit fire and oil, blasting his dull heart and lungs.
Akabuchi was gone, but he was already fast.
"The energy monitor is not responding ..."
The next field whispered.
"The underground part is not much damaged and is being repaired."
"Several danger zones are operating normally."
"That ..." Wang Zeyi came over thoughtfully, put the phone on the speakerphone, and said to Sheng Lingyuan, "Director Xiao said that the tree and the vine on the tree did not seem to be one. Body. "
Sheng Lingyuan glanced back at him, except that his face was white, his eyes were calm, even softer than usual.
Wang Ze handed him his cell phone and thought, "I'm not angry."
What is Mr. Xuan counseling?
Xiao Zheng entered the single room where the old director lived. While checking his personal belongings, he told him what he had encountered on the phone.
Sheng Lingyuan listened very carefully. He raised his eyebrows lightly when he heard the sentence "Dan Li sealed them in the shadow people grave."
Wang Ze busy asked: "Boss, what's wrong?"
"It's rare for a child to live under the shadow of a common master. After all, no one is like the demon king. There are more than a hundred shadow men in the harem. Generally speaking, the shadow men live for the life of the master. "It ’s not easy to have affection with other filmmakers, and most of the births are at the request of the master. Of course, the children born are naturally handled by their master," Sheng Lingyuan said slowly, "as for what happens when there is no master, I haven't seen the situation, or it may be, as he said, a fragmented stillbirth stillbirth. "
He talked about the demon king, as familiar as the old king next door, and everyone in the circle was surprised.
Xiao Zheng asked on the phone: "How do you know? Where did the demon king have more than a hundred film figures recorded, is there any basis?"
With a cough, Xuan Yuan tried his best to sew up the broken waistcoat: "Although there is no official official record, it was also passed by word of mouth in the past ..."
"I'm afraid I can't find the record," Sheng Lingyuan interrupted him, standing against his hands, and looking at the black trunk, he said, "I have only seen it once with my own eyes ... It's just a little strange that Dan Li thought of these things Sealed in a tree, why did n’t you report it afterwards, do you think it's just a stillbirth and not worth mentioning? "
Xuan Yuan: "..."
Wang Ze: "..."
Xiao Zheng: "..."
Yan Qiushan "snapped" there. It turned out that he hadn't noticed, and the long branch that was temporarily used as a walking stick was released.
"The blind Yin Yin said that Bi Chunsheng's first gloomy sacrifice was wrong, and Huang Sheng, who had jumped into the Abyss in the past ... called out ..." The hair on the back of Yan Qiushan erected a bit, but he did not Dare to call that name in front of Sheng Lingyuan, "You ... You ..."
With the exception of Xuan Yuan and Wang Ze, who knew something vaguely, all the field officers took a step back and held their respective weapons in unison.
Some people are admired in history books and talk about it, but corpses are a bit scary.
In particular, he was awakened by the gloomy sacrifice, and people remembered the scene of killing Bi Chunsheng and being thundered.
"Oh?" Sheng Lingyuan turned his gaze and looked at Yan Qiushan. "What else did he say?"
That look was the same as when he first appeared in Abuchi.
Yan Qiushan subconsciously hid Zhichun to his side: "He said that what was called out in Abyss should not be your true body, but more like something you usually bring with you.
"Buried in Abyss is a macaroni that I have used before. The second half of my life is awkward, and daily affairs often need to be communicated with macaroni." Sheng Lingyuan said, "As for the gloomy offering, the first gloomy offering is not If something goes wrong, what he is looking for is puppet. "
Wang Ze: "But ..."
"Since the shrewd consciousness has been awakened, it is not so easy to lie back. The thorax was broken by thunder, and naturally he would find his own body, but it happened to be nearby." Sheng Lingyuan's eyes turned to Xuan Ye, his eyes followed Seeing no difference, even nodded at him, "Thank you, thank you."
Xuan Yuan: "..."
Yan Qiushan frowned, and said, "When they wanted me to write a gloomy ritual in the tomb of the Prince of Takayama, they told me that it would be enough to kill the thousand live offerings once. It was actually a lie to me. Bait, lead you, and let Weiyu King deal with you. "
"It ’s not to attract King Weiyu to fight against You, but to kill King Yuyu. There are actually two gloomy sacrifice. The first one is to awaken God's consciousness with a thousand live offerings, and the second one is 'greedy idiot'. The three demon sacrifices were the big overcast sacrifices, and the sacrifices were sacrificed by the hands of the demon, and then, like the high princess of the monster tribe, the tree was born with the big overcast sacrifices to give birth to the statue of Suzaku. Alas, it is really a big deal ... "Suzaku," said Sheng Lingyuan, sighing with some tiredness. "That's a long story."
He was much more lazy, and waved toward Xuanyuan: "Ai Qing, let's talk."
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