Chapter Seventy-Five: Meet the Mystery Man
Xiao Ai had been reporting the matter of Yuan Xiu's relics to her master for a while, but she had never heard a response from there, and it was rare for her to have a time when she could live a normal life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ The relationship between info and Ji Donglian has also improved by leaps and bounds, and the two of them are like glue, fancy abuse of dogs.
Eloyan reminded her to "take it easy", but she smiled and brought it over, and when Joy came to the door, it was too late.
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The western restaurant downstairs of the office is high-grade, and it is deeply loved by white-collar workers, and the surrounding fast food restaurants are compared, and the business is very good.
In addition, they have a few very good signature dishes, which are on Xiao Ai and Joy's table at the moment. Ji Donglian stood beside Joy and became his personal waiter, and as soon as the two met, Ji Donglian completely fell into a dark personality and became a puppet who could only obey and not speak.
If anyone pays attention to his eyes, they will find that the thing does not belong to humans, and the filthy black gas lingers in it, and the whites of the eyes and pupils are mixed together.
"Pour the wine." Joy pointed to the empty glass of red wine and gave orders. Ji Donglian's movements were a little stiff, but fortunately, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and he couldn't see the clues. Otherwise, it should be more than just eye-catching.
Joy's red wines are brought by himself and are produced in the most famous French wineries of the moment. The taste is good, and the hanging cup is many and lasting.
"Your mission by Yi Jinxi's side is almost over, and it's time to say goodbye."
"But I haven't figured out what the relic they call is." Xiao Ai pretended to be calm, and his clenched fists revealed the uneasiness in his heart.
Joy curled the corners of her mouth, "Someone has already done this, you don't have to worry." He tilted his head slightly, and the red wine fell into his mouth along the smooth wall of the glass, no more, no less, just the level of red wine. Or is there something else about your reluctance to give up your body? Joy looked at Ji Dong and glanced at him, but the other party was still like that, and there was no sign of waking up. This was good news for him, as it proved that the experiment was almost successful.
Xiao Ai took a bite of food to relieve the tension, and then said, "I never wanted to return my body to my brother, you should know." β
"Then find a way to make it your own forever."
What is this? Sow discord?
"What about my brother?"
Joy moved her chair closer to her and whispered, "If people don't do it for themselves, heaven and earth will perish." Then he quickly returned to his place, "but everything has to come first." After speaking, with a flick of his fingers, Xiao Ai immediately fainted, and Ji Donglian stepped forward, hugged her into his arms, and left before the people around him found out.
Joy faced the surprised eyes next to him and smiled, "My sister and brother-in-law, this is to help them gatekeepers." β
But he is a blonde foreigner, Xiao Ai is Chinese, and few people believe it, but no one is willing to meddle. It is the norm in this society that each family sweeps the snow in front of their own doors.
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After entering Shangri-La, Motoya drove aimlessly on the road. Someone later mentioned it, saying, "Since you don't know where to go, it's better to go to Pudacuo to play." "The recommended spot on the navigator, the second place is there, Motoya clicked in, according to the arrow mark above and the guidance of the mechanical female voice at a speed of 50 per kilometer, towards the scenic spot.
No one knows if this direction is right or not, and the mysterious person may or may not appear at any time. This feeling of not declining, Kotoyu can't stand it the most, but what can she do. The soul power cast out didn't get any useful information, it was too clean here, like the clear blue and cloudless sky, there was not a trace of the onmyoji.
The Bita Sea in Pudacuo is the highest lake in Yunnan, with green mountains and clear waters. Some of the trees on the shore extend into the lake, and people can step on the branches to observe the fish swimming in the lake up close. The sun shines on the surface of the lake, sparkling and sparkling, and on the vast meadows around it, sometimes herds of cattle and sheep pass by, reflecting the lake and mountains.
The rangers' cabins became a great place to see them, and they stayed there for a long time. It wasn't until the sun went down that I realized that the day was about to pass.
"Are you going to spend the night here?" The forest ranger saw that it was getting late and came out to inquire. Everyone except Xuan Ming looked at Qinyu as if they were discussing.
"Can I stay overnight?" She asked.
The ranger laughed, "As long as I want, I can." β
Before she could figure out the problem with this sentence, everyone had already been pulled into the house.
The house is more than three times larger than it looks from the outside, the dΓ©cor is quaint, most of the furniture is wooden, and the original color is not painted, so the whole room has a faint fragrance. Zhu Xuanxi felt especially kind, the wood elements in the room had an ancient atmosphere, which was very different from the one in his body.
Could it be that the elements will also be like old wine, the more you put it, the more fragrant it becomes? (He couldn't find a better adjective)
They gradually walked towards the room, and found Yuan Ruolan on the wooden recliner in the living room.
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Is the ranger a mystery man?
Or did he just occupy his body?
No one can say for sure until they see him.
The forest keeper who brought them in before was gone, and now they didn't know who to turn to.
Qin Yu probed Yuan Ruolan's condition and fell into the Gu technique, but was suppressed by another force. Strangely, she didn't wake up either, and her consciousness was still in a state of middle Gu. can grasp the ability to such an extent, the other party is really the same as previously speculated, or more powerful.
What worries her even more is that she can't find out what that power is, a power she has never seen before.
Could it be that the other party is not an onmyoji at all, but other capable people they don't know?
A pile of questions was in front of him, and Xuan Ming stared at a certain place and suddenly spoke: "Is this mark consistent with what I saw in the hotel room before?" β
Zhuo Zichen heard that he took out the wall skin kept by him and compared it, and sure enough, it was exactly the same. He reached for it, and a cold arrow came at him, almost cutting off his finger. Qin Le's concern stepped forward, and the others looked in the direction of the arrow.
"Didn't anyone teach you that you can't touch your master's things without your master's consent?"
The air shook for a moment, gradually revealing the appearance of the speaker. Exquisite suit, elegant temperament, but cynical tone, like a child. How do these two contradictory personalities appear in a person at the same time?
There are more and more mysteries behind this person.
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He "beckoned" them to sit down, by force. Then he said, "You are slower than I expected." β
That's because you didn't tell the address, okay. Zhuo Zichen muttered in his heart.
"I made it clear that there were hidden clues in the imprints left behind. As long as the soul power masters and water elemental masters among you make a little effort. He replied with a smile, "I didn't find a clue, but you can get here, it's still very powerful, and it deserves praise." β
With a wave of his hand, everyone had an extra plate of food in front of them, which looked appetizing. (To be continued.) )