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The hot oil is boiling in the pan, and the eggs slowly turn into a delicious breakfast on the oil. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Here's a piece of news...... Due to the impact of an unknown meteorite group, a large number of craters appeared on the 'Zihong' section of C839 Road on the south side of the city, and some sections of the road were seriously affected by the collapse of the roadbed......"

The beautiful host of the morning news was talking in a serious manner, and the photos that appeared on the TV screen that seemed to have been smashed by meteorites were obviously P.

"Uh-huh......"

Daddy Zhen, who was omeletting eggs, hummed a song happily and was in a good mood.

The sound of opening the door sounded, and Zhen's father didn't reply: "Xiao Song got up so early? Wait a minute, the meal is ready." ”

I guess I can tell who got up early from the angle of the sound of the door opening.

"Uncle Zhen......"

Song Shijing seemed to be a little speechless, carrying her suitcase, and changing into the windbreaker she usually wears.

"Huh?" Dad Zhen noticed something unusual, turned his head to look, and turned off the fire in a hurry. "What's the matter, why are you carrying a suitcase? I'm only staying here for a few days......"

"I have a task to do. ”

Song Shijing is a girl who is not very good at lying, and when she said this, she looked away and bit her lower lip.

Father Zhen frowned and looked at Song Shijing's face carefully.

This kid must have not slept all night.

"You wait, I'll call Xiaoqian to get up!" Zhen's father's anger got up from nowhere, and he took off his apron and was about to go to Muqian's room.

"Uncle!" Song Shijing hurriedly grabbed Zhen's father's arm, "Don't go! It has nothing to do with him, he is really going to do a task." ”

Father Zhen looked at Song Shijing, "Did Xiao Qian bully you?"

"I didn't ...... He never bullies people......" Song Shijing lowered her head, and didn't want to say anything, "I'll leave first, uncle, don't call him up, it's still early......"

After saying that, she turned around and left, and the suitcase was not an obstacle to her movement.

Father Zhen was stunned for a while and hurriedly caught up from behind, asking Song Shijing where he was going and if he needed to drive over.

For a beautiful and weak girl, the strange and complicated city is full of dangers, and Zhen's father can't rest assured.

There is already a car waiting downstairs, and Zhen's father is worried in vain this time.

When sending Song Shijing away, Zhen's father looked up at the window of Mu Qian's bedroom, where the window was open and the curtains were fluttering, but there was no figure of his son.

Forget it, let the young people take care of their own affairs.

Dad Zhen suddenly had a ridiculous illusion that he was old, and it was clear that he was still a strong middle-aged man.

"Alas," Zhen's father muttered, "Go back and go, leave your mother's contact information secretly, you can't do anything about it." ”

Dad Zhen shook his head and turned to go home.

In Mu Qian's room, whenever he wants to think about something, he is used to putting his hands behind his head and pillowing, as if he will not fall asleep.

From Song Shijing tossing and turning at three o'clock in the morning, making phone calls at four o'clock, hesitating in the room at half past four, and starting to pack her luggage at five o'clock......

He had been listening.

It's just that I can't find a reason to let myself go over and persuade her not to leave.

She is a demon slayer, and she can't tolerate demons; Mu Qian originally thought that she had fought with Sister Lin, and Sister Lin's predecessor was a demon slayer who had fought for so many years to protect ordinary people......

If it was Sister Lin, Song Shijing wouldn't be able to face each other with swords.

However, this time Mu Qian was wrong, and the price of being wrong was the current situation, Song Shijing left, and he couldn't find any reason to stop him.

"What kind of thing is love? Human beings are really not so easy to do......

Mu Qian closed his eyes and realized the strangeness at this time.

The mouth is bitter, there is a slight cramp in the heart position, and the whole person seems to be falling in the clouds, but there is an endless space below.

Empty.

That's what I think is the word.

Mu Qian rolled over and sat up, and when he walked to the desk, he reached out and touched the drawer of the desk, but he didn't take out his notes.

What is written in the notes must be what he understands and can draw conclusions.

He didn't understand it, and he didn't know what to write.

Barefoot on the floor, the autumn wind blowing in through the window, a little cool.

Mu Qian lay back on the bed and covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep again.

The curtains fluttered, and there was a slender figure in the room, it was Sister Lin.

"What about her?" Sister Lin glanced at the direction of Song Shijing's room.

"Gone, a few minutes ago. Mu Qian asked, "Has the Wen family done it over there?"

Zheng Lin nodded, sat on the corner of the desk by herself, unconsciously covered her left arm, and frowned slightly.

Mu Qian: "You're hurt?"

"That woman is more injured than me," Zheng Lin pouted, "If it weren't for the master who didn't let me be killed, she would definitely be dead." ”

Mu Qian said lightly: "Human blood will stimulate the demonic nature of demons, and the more people you kill, the more you will be unable to maintain the stability of your heart." This is a road of no return, and when you are done, you will be ruined. ”

Sister Lin was silent, bowing her head and thinking.

"You are not suitable to wear it in the Wen family. Mu Qian said.

"Hmm," Zheng Lin responded.

The Wen family is now completely under Wen Yu's control, and as soon as Wen Yun died, the Wen family began to gradually converge.

Even if there are still pavilion elders who have complaints about Wen Yu, but Wen Yu's gentle policy when dealing with Wen Yun's faction makes the Wen family elders also recognize Wen Yu a little in their hearts.

Zheng Lin said: "I'm still a little relieved, my second aunt can do everything, I'm afraid of ......"

"Tiger poison doesn't eat children, what Wen Yu and her mother want to do, it has nothing to do with you. Mu Qian's expression was a little stern, and Zheng Lin could only nod.

There is no way she can disobey Mu Qian's orders, and even in this kind of matter, she must follow the contract of the demon servant to her master.

"Let's go see your mother sometime," Mu Qian smiled.

Zheng Lin's arm trembled slightly, slightly excited.

What does the master mean when he says this? Is it just to take a look? Of course it can't be!

In Muqian, she has gained her current strength, and Zheng Lin has also tried to wake up her mother who has been asleep for so many years, but her demonic aura is unstable and devastating to ordinary people, so she can't do it at all.

If it is a wooden move......

If it's the owner......

If it was this strongest demon king who could suppress the entire demon world for thousands of years with his own strength, so that the human main plane and the demon world would not have a war for thousands of years......

There must be a way.

Zheng Lin's eyes burned with hope, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Then, when is there time...... Huh?"

"After school this afternoon, you go get a car to pick me up at the school gate, Sister Lin," Mu Qian yawned, "When your mother's illness is cured, you can find a secluded place to spend more time with her, and I will help you watch Wen Yu here." ”

Zheng Lin's eyes were a little moist, she bit her lip, looked at Mu Qian on the bed, and wanted to walk to the side of the bed when she stood up.

Mu Qian suddenly turned to face the wall and took down the quilt......

Well, male high school students will react in the morning......

"Let's go first, I'm going to get some sleep. ”

"Oh," Zheng Lin was of course a little lost, and thought that he was disgusted by his master, so he lowered his head and melted into the air and flew out of the windowsill.

As soon as she left, the Demon King suddenly regretted it a little.

Maybe if you take the initiative just now, there will be not only a story between them, but also a child......

Snort, thinking nonsense.