'More than 10,000 villagers in six villages on the north side suddenly fell into a deep sleep, and these villagers were weak and unconscious, suspected of a severe plague outbreak......

When Wen Yu saw this information, he unconsciously fell into thought. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This large-scale abnormality, suspected of being extracted out of anger, occurred thousands of miles away in the City of Colors, and it seems that the machines stolen from Kunwu Mountain have appeared.

It's just that she laughed when she thought about it.

She's not the head of the family now, so why bother with this? Naturally, someone in the Wen family can handle these things clearly, and he is just a vase for decoration.

"Don't send this information to me in the future," Wen Yu said into a special group chat on his phone, which remained silent.

There may also be people who support her to be the head of the Wen family, but Wen Yu herself has no pursuit in this regard, and others can't help her at all.

"Sister, are you still there?" Wen Yu asked at the open window.

The blue light flickered slightly, just like the stars in the night sky blinked, Zheng Lin appeared by the window, leaning against the window frame, "Here, are you in a better mood?" ”

"It's okay, I don't care so much about the position of the head of the family."

The corners of Wen Yu's mouth twitched, "My mother, she is still young and in the prime of life. ”

Zheng Lin: "But you are the orthodox successor of the Wen family." ”

"Isn't my sister too?" Wen Yu smiled and asked, "And sister, your strength can still make the family elders dare not resist, you come to lead the Wen family, you will definitely be able to bring the Wen family to another peak." ”

"Me? No way. ”

Zheng Lin refused very decisively, and Wen Yu was unexpectedly decisive.

Although Wen Yu didn't know why her sister was not interested in the position of the head of the Wen family at all, this should be related to Zheng Lin's own experience.

"By the way," Wen Yu stood up from behind the desk, "Sister, I seem to be able to drink, do you want to be together?" ”

"Wine?" Zheng Lin was a little unfamiliar with this thing, and also reminded: "Drinking alcohol is harmful to the body, do you have a gloom that you can't dissolve?" ”

"Why, I'm just curious," Wen Yu ran to a bookcase in his study and took out a thick stack of books, which had been pulled out of the wall.

In the dark compartment, Wen Yu took out two bottles of wine that had been treasured for many years...... Or beer......

"Can you still drink this wine?" Zheng Lin frowned and asked, took the bottle to find the production date and expiration date, and found that the wine was produced three years ago.

Wen Yu swore an oath: "Sister, haven't you heard of it?" The more you put the wine, the more valuable it is, and the more mellow it tastes. Come on, try it. ”

Zheng Lin didn't react in his mind at the time, and he also felt that Wen Yu had been stressed too much recently, and drinking alcohol was also a good way to vent.

So, Zheng Lin watched her sister eat two glasses of 'poisonous wine', and then small red spots began to appear on her body......

"Sister...... How do I feel a little dizzy...... My stomach hurts too......"

"I seem to remember someone who said that only liquor and wine made from grain can be stored for a long time...... The beer is ready to use......"

Wen Yu squatted silently holding his stomach, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Why don't you take me to the hospital?"

"Isn't there a private doctor in the Wen family compound...... Are you okay? Hey, hold on! Is! ”

Zheng Lin directly picked up Wen Yu, whose face was pale, turned around and flew out of the window, and disappeared directly in the next moment, going to the direction of the hospital.

When Mu Qian asked Zheng Lin what he was talking about in his heart, Zheng Lin told Mu Qian about it, and the Demon King almost laughed.

The first time I heard that beer could be passed off as old.

"Food poisoning," Mu Qian said with a smile in her heart, not thinking it was a big deal.

Zheng Lin also felt that this might be the case, and sighed, a little depressed.

Wen Yu was already asleep on the hospital bed at this time, taking a drip, and his complexion began to gradually recover.

There is an advantage of not being the head of the family, that is, the number of people who follow her has been greatly reduced, so that no one has come forward to say anything when Zheng Lin takes her to the hospital.

"Sister Lin, do you know a few friends here in Caicheng?" ’

'Knowing a few masters, what's wrong?' ’

'Are there single, quality young men?' I wanted to introduce my aunt to me, she wanted to fall in love, and I promised to find her a few good guys. ’

In good condition......

Pick a thoroughbred horse.

Zheng Lin suddenly felt that her master was very idle, and she was here at noon to say this, but since the master had spoken, she could only try to recall the right person.

Let's put together a form and send it to the host...... Well, check ahead of time.

……

Since leaving the sad place where Xiao Hei left, Pang Sanlang began to live a simple life.

Because of the particularity of the topic he proposed, even with the support of Chen Shaoyong's connections and Ren Ying's control consortium, it took a lot of effort for him to carry out 'anti-demonic energy' research.

Luckily, however, he had found a research institute to work hard in, and there was also equipment for him to conduct experiments.

Since leaving the town, he has made great progress in scientific research - he has analyzed the main constituent factors of demonic energy, and learned that it is composed of factors that cannot be explained by current human science.

So...... Nothing has been made.

"Alas," Pang Sanlang sat in front of a table full of various instruments in a white coat, and the glasses he was wearing were full of oil stains, as if they had not been cleaned for a long time.

What to do?

Although his name is Sanlang, he is getting more and more unable to wave now.

Maybe I should talk to that teenager more and ask for more advice, maybe I can get more help.

But what face do you have to meet that teenager?

The waves can't wave him, it's shameless.

'Love when you die, don't be ......happy if you don't drench it'

The retro mobile phone rang, and in this empty laboratory, only Pang Sanlang himself was alarmed.

Pick up the mobile phone, look at the unfamiliar number on it, connect it with the mentality of giving it a try, and prepare to hang up decisively when the other party says the necessary words of 'please ask you are Mr. Pang'.

"Hello? Ahem, how's it going? ”

The voice......

This kind of voice that seems to be a little careless, but is as warm as a ten-mile spring breeze......

"Great God! It's really you, great god! ”

Pang Sanlang jumped up directly in front of the experimental table, shouting happily.

"Calm, low-key," Mu Qian's voice continued to come out of the earpiece, as if he was greeting, but the number of greetings was not too familiar, "Recently, cough, how is it?" ”

"What's going on? Ah, you mean research, great god," Pang Sanlang quickly calmed down, "The research is going well, but it's stuck in some bottlenecks." This kind of thing is definitely not so simple to study successfully, and I have this psychological preparation. ”

"That's good...... Still thinking about Blackie? ”

"This, naturally," Pang Sanlang's voice gradually lowered, and he seemed to be a little choked, but if he listened carefully, he should sigh.

Pang Sanlang: "My thoughts about her are indelible marks; My thoughts about her are the sea that is about to burst! Oh......"

"Ahem, I'm about to go to class here, let's talk, let's talk."

"Okami, what did you call all of a sudden?"

"When you're bored, talk to someone, don't think about it, work hard."

"Hey, okay," Pang Sanlang hung three black lines on his forehead, and suddenly felt like he had been educated by his father, sitting there in all kinds of messy.