Chapter 53: Exhaustion

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Su Mo's answer caused the generals to sneer, and after a burst of lonely laughter, there was a long silence.

"Sumo, I only want to believe you. You're Angel's best friend, and you're my friend. A word of advice for you. ”

"No, I don't." Su Mo directly refused, "I don't want to waver, and I don't want to drift away because of suspicion and the netherworld." I'm more willing to believe than to be suspicious. I believe that Netherworld does everything with good intentions, and I believe that he will consider my feelings. ”

The general was silent for a while, and chuckled, "It seems that I can only gamble with you once, just bet on how much the Netherworld cares about you, and how deeply." Help me tell the Nether, and I'll clear the portal. ”

The investigation of the welfare home is coming to an end, and the final result is sad and sad. Because without parents, those children who lack love are like fish to be slaughtered. Become the best tonic for Jo Zhu.

It is not the blood clan that needs to be fed with the blood of children, but demons possessed by witches. Sna's soul lurks in Qiao Zhu's body, and he is in danger of being reborn at any time.

Sumo was invited to take charge of the Special Investigation Section. Although the Netherworld was by Su Mo's side, he was just holding a fashion magazine and reading it boringly. Su Mo looked at the Netherworld helplessly, and the rest seemed to be counting on this great god for the rest. Su Mo was in the office, pacing back and forth with some anxiety and concern. Let the generals solve Qiao Zhu with their own hands, it is still too ruthless.

Even if Qiao Zhu became unreasonable because of Sna. But she is Qiao Zhu after all.

Su Mo walked back and forth a few times, and finally couldn't help but snatch the magazine from Nether's hand.

"Talk to me."

"Say what?" Netherworld lazily put his legs on top of the table, "What are you worried about?" Worried about the generals, or Qiao Zhu. If it's Qiao Zhu, all I can say is that you're too boring. If it is a general, there is no need for this at all. You still don't know much about the general. He's the one who never knows what to catch.

Now because of Anqi's affairs, he can't keep his soul all day long. Qiao Zhu was possessed by Shna again and became bloodthirsty and terrifying. The generals will feel that killing Qiao Zhu is the best option. But when the matter passed, his obsession with Qiao Zhu prevailed again, and he would indiscriminately hunt down and kill the person who killed Qiao Zhu to avenge Qiao Zhu. ”

Su Mo was stunned for an instant, how could he feel that the generals in the Netherworld's mouth were a little schizophrenic? But when you think about it, there is something really wrong with him. When he fell in love with Qiao Zhu, he bit Qiao Zhu to death because of a momentary anger. For this matter, I regret that I have been entangled for so many years. I want to find Qiao Zhu's reincarnation doppelganger and bring Qiao Zhu back to life. But Qiao Zhu was truly resurrected. Because it was Anqi who took possession of the body, he didn't find a way to retrieve Qiao Zhu, but because Anqi fell in love with him. Got together with Angel.

Angel is missing, and he says that he cares about Qiao Zhu. Qiao Zhu is back, and he wants Angel again.

Su Mo rubbed the position of his temples with a headache, "What does he want?" ”

"He wants to be happy." Netherworld picked up the teacup on the side and took a sip of warm tea, "But I don't know what his happiness is." So I lost happiness from my side again and again, and then I went to find it, and I lost it again. ”

"Alright. You're busy. Su Mo threw the magazine into Netherworld's arms.

At this moment, the general's phone call came in. Su Mo hurriedly picked up the phone and said to the minister, "Tell Netherworld that I'll wait for him at Anqi's villa." ”

Without waiting for Su Modo to ask, the phone had already hung up.

Nether stood up and casually dropped the magazine on the table, "The matter is settled, let's go." ”

Su Mo hurriedly followed the Netherworld, "What did you say about Qiao Zhu?" ”

"Completely dead."

"Will the generals hold a grudge against you?"

Nether hooked the corners of his mouth and looked at Su Mo, "Worried about me?" Don't worry, as long as I can give Angel to him, he won't be bothered about Qiao Zhu's affairs. Qiao Zhu made a dead knot in the general's heart, and left it in his heart for too long. It's also time for him to let go. ”

Su Mo followed the Netherworld, staring at his charming face, and suddenly felt that he couldn't understand the Netherworld. is obviously such an indifferent and ruthless person, but occasionally he will use his self-righteous methods to "ruthlessly" think about others.

In the past, Su Mo felt that he had never been able to understand, what was the relationship between the Netherworld and the generals? Enemies are not enemies, friends are not friends. But now Su Mo inexplicably felt that maybe she was wrong, because she had never understood the Netherworld and the generals.

They're each other's best friends. The friendship of gentlemen fades into the water, and in the long years, they may not see each other for hundreds of years. But every time we meet, we can sit together without any sense of alienation, have a drink, and talk about everything.

The ghost of no generals is lonely, and he has endured thousands of years of baptism alone, but no one can understand and share. Although he always sneered at his generals, he always sneered at him, and he didn't cut his stomach. But complaining that you don't want to die also needs such a person.

For the generals, what is the Netherworld?

Su Mo shook his head regretfully for Nether, it would never be a positive evaluation.

As soon as he stepped into Anqi's villa, the general did as the ghost said, and vented the complex and unspeakable depression in his heart on the body of the ghost. The generals who show their teeth have more of the domineering that a zombie king should have. Flying towards the Nether, the Nether threw the Soul Locking Vial in his pocket to Su Mo. It's no surprise that he fought with the generals.

For these two people, Su Mo felt helpless and had a headache. I really didn't have the leisure to watch them mess around. Holding the soul lock bottle that was most likely containing An Qi's soul, he avoided the generals and the netherworld and entered the villa.

I don't know what happened to Angel now, Su Mo didn't dare to light the lamp, and couldn't wait to unscrew the soul lock bottle. The dotted blue bright spots suddenly scattered in all directions. The blue soul fire floated out of the bottle. It gradually turned into a vague shadow, and then the shadow became clearer and clearer, and it became clear into the form of a real person.

"Angel ......" Su Mo was excited, as if he was afraid of being alarmed, and called Angel's name lightly.

An Qi slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes, which were originally not at all focused, suddenly had a glow when he saw Su Mo. "Sumo." Angel's voice sounded stiff.

Even so, I was able to hear Angel's voice again. The feeling of excitement made Su Mo shout excitedly, "Anqi, Anqi, Anqi......"

Su Mo hugged Anqi's cold body, jumping and jumping with joy. Two best friends, sitting on the sofa, chirped about everything that had happened in such a long time.

After the two of them parted in the house once, they sat together again and talked and laughed.

Outside the house, two men shot mercilessly. The generals vented all the emotions in their hearts between punches and kicks. Qiao Zhu's name, which was deeply rooted in his heart, was forced to be ripped out of his heart by the Netherworld, bloody and empty.

The generals knew that this wound would eventually reunite with the passage of time, leaving no trace. Because of this, his persistence and obsession for so many years have become a very ironic joke.

He was still the one in the Netherworld's mouth, "I can't figure it out".