"Alas......"

In front of the experimental table, the young researcher who had been fighting hard for three days and three nights stood up with a pair of panda eyes, walked to the window, and looked at the outside world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The outside world is very exciting, and the outside world is also very helpless, but without the company of the figure next to me, I always don't want to take another half step in my heart......

The development of a device to make humans resist demonic energy has replaced major advances, so the institute has given him very good treatment, and this independent laboratory is one of the treatments.

It's just that it makes him more lonely, more missive, and more want to meet again.

In the depths of his love, his ass shook slightly, and he stepped on a certain brisk rhythm under his feet, snapping his fingers, and a melodious and beautiful song fluttered from the laboratory.

"Love Shanghai, night Shanghai, you are a city that never sleeps......"

"Heaven ~ Ya ~ Ah ~ Sea ~ Festival ~"

"I only have you in my heart, not him!"

In the sound of music, the man who had not slept for three days and three nights and could still maintain his spirit danced there.

Look at the little waist twisted, look at the slippers kicking...... It's just one word: waves.

"Ahem," a dry cough came from the bench.

The young man who was immersed in his graceful dancing posture in the mirror turned his head to look at it, and suddenly burst into tears of excitement, and forgot to put down his fingers.

"I haven't seen you for a while, Brother Sanlang, this is a new realm. Mu Qian sat on a chair, put his legs on the experimental table, and picked up a stack of materials and flipped through them randomly.

Pang Sanlang ran over with tears in his eyes, there must be something wrong with his body if he didn't sleep for a long time, and he knelt in front of Mu Qian as soon as his legs were weak.

"Great God, you can be considered to think of me, are you going to take me to the demon world?"

"I'm sorry, our demon world doesn't accept demons like you. ”

"Poof, don't be like this, great god!" Pang Sanlang quickly stood up, rushed to Mu Qian, and rubbed his big hands, "This kind of sentimentality of thinking day and night, day by day, I am already on the verge of collapse!"

Mu Qian smiled and continued, "How's your device development?"

"Thirty percent of the effect is expected," Pang Sanlang immediately perked up, "As long as I give me a few more months, maybe there will be a huge breakthrough!"

Mu Qian threw the information in his hand on the table and asked, "Now that the existence of the demon slayer has spread all over the streets and alleys, do you think this kind of research is still meaningful?"

"As long as it can reunite me with her, it makes sense!"

Pang Sanlang's firm gaze may have moved Mu Qian, Mu Qian nodded, and said: "Actually, the root of the problem is not the time and space barrier between you and the white wolf, what is really blocking you, do you know?"

"Concept?"

"It's almost, and there's just that she doesn't have enough strength to practice and can't stay with you. Mu Qian said in a low voice, "She can't bear to hurt you, and the two of you are together with dry firewood, so you can't help but want that...... Eventually, it will inevitably lead to bitter fruit, which is why she will leave you!"

Pang Sanlang clenched his fists: "I can hold on!"

"We're all men, don't always say it's unrealistic. ”

"That," Pang Sanlang scratched his head, "Can I control the number of times a week?"

Mu Qian almost kicked out, but fortunately he held back in time.

As far as Pang Sanlang's current physical state is concerned, ordinary people are prone to problems with one foot.

"Get out of here, come with me, I'll give you a new job," Mu Qian looked at Pang Sanlang, his face was serious and his voice was low, "If you do a good job, I will arrange for you and the white wolf to meet regularly." However, the two of you can only be the Cowherd and Weaver Girl. ”

Pang Sanlang's face suddenly turned red, not because he was surprised by Mu Qian's reward, but purely because of some kind of stimulation and was a little too excited.

"Great God, you're insulting me!"

"What the hell?"

"I absolutely refuse this kind of job as a cowherd! I'm sorry for my beloved! Unless you promise that the guests I receive are all young and beautiful!

Mu Qian still couldn't hold back, and kicked a certain prodigal goods......

Pang Sanlang still agreed to Mu Qian's invitation, when he learned that he was going to a university to be a teacher, and then study the difference between life in different worlds.

Maybe it's interest, maybe it's because Pang Sanlang just wants to complete the task given by Mu Qian, and then see his lover again......

Perhaps, Pang Sanlang knew that he could not complete the original research, so he took the opportunity to leave here.

However, Pang Sanlang did not leave, first went to the person in charge of the institute, mentioned that he was leaving here, and handed over all his information.

For a talent like him, who has made unique achievements in such a sensitive and important research field as the 'Demon Realm Device', the institute will certainly not let people go easily.

However, Mu Qian only reported his name, and after waiting for more than ten minutes, Pang Sanlang got a pass order and a relatively generous material reward.

"Great God, your identity is now exposed?" Of course, Pang Sanlang didn't know what was going on outside.

"It's exposed," Mu Qian said with a smile, "Life has become a complete mess, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of getting my own school out." ”

"What's your identity?"

"More than a thousand years ago, I was the lord of the demon world, and now, I haven't found a successor. ”

Mu Qian said lightly, Pang Sanlang's whole person was petrified in the sun, and he was all kinds of messy with two circles of panda eyes.

He—Could it be that he's on a thief ship?

Pang Sanlang felt all kinds of bitterness in his heart, and Mu Qian had already walked to a public bathroom for a single person as if no one was around, opened the door, and motioned to Pang Sanlang to go over.

Pang Sanlang leaned over in a daze, and then stuffed into the bathroom together with the curious, surprised, and condemning eyes of several passers-by around him......

It never came out of it again.

……

The teaching team in Mu Qian's mind, in addition to researchers like Pang Sanlang, also has many, many basic knowledge instructors.

To some extent, kindergarten teachers are more suitable for language transmission......

Mu Qian placed Pang Sanlang at the construction site, and this guy casually found a bed and lay down, and began to fall asleep.

Mu Qian and Ren Ying discussed whether they needed to recruit kindergarten teachers as language tutors, although this proposal was decisively rejected by Ren Ying, but the Demon King at least made his own voice and contributed his own ideas......

Now, those who dare to veto Mu Qian's decision, in addition to Mu Qian's family, I am afraid that Ren Ying will be the only one.

Wen Yu didn't dare, and Song Shijing also had to consider the safety of the demon exterminator.

Mu Qian was not idle at all, and after placing Pang Sanlang, he rushed directly to the demon world.

The breath was revealed, and he shouted slightly in his heart, Mu Qian stood on the top of a big tree, looking at the unique desolate sky of the demon world.

The twilight sky here is similar to the blue sky of the earth.

"The host ......"

A call answered from his heart, which seemed a little distant, and a blue meteor streaked across the sky, and the charismatic, seductive and vulgar blue-haired enchantress knelt behind Mu Qian, bowing her head respectfully.

"Well, the demon world can be stable in the past few days?"

"No one dares to disobey the will of his master. ”

"That's good, choose some young banshees in the demon world, look like humans, and unify training etiquette and fighting, I'll be useful. ”

"Yes, master. ”

"Sister Lin...... Forget it, go back to the Demon King's Palace. ”

"Yes," Zheng Lin looked up at Mu Qian, grimaced at Mu Qian, turned around and flew away.

That's probably it, distance.