Lin Ziqing felt that all the qi and blood in his body were surging towards his head, his limbs were cold for a while, and something in his throat was burning, so that he lost his voice for a while.

He was in a trance for a moment before he came back to his senses from the chaos and cautiously stepped into the ruins.

"Ah Li." He shouted in a somewhat dry voice.

If it was in the past, Wang Sili should have rushed out of the house as soon as he heard his voice, hugged himself, and greedily absorbed the smell and temperature of his body.

"Ah Li." After a while, his voice was much louder.

Then he picked a relatively clean place, put the cake on it temporarily, and rushed directly to the room where Jiang Futing's body was stored.

Different from the living room, the moment this room was pushed open, a warm warmth suddenly squeezed out from inside, dispelling the coldness on his body.

His knee-jerk reaction was that the candle wasn't supposed to go out.

But before he could really let go of this breath, the moment the door was completely pushed open, Lin Ziqing's whole person was stunned as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He could no longer feel the warmth of the room, and his body seemed to have fallen into a bottomless whirlpool, which only made him sink deeper and deeper as he struggled.

Lin Ziqing wished that all he saw was an illusion, but when he closed his eyes forcefully and opened them again, the world was still like this.

"Ah Li?" He called out in a trembling voice.

Wang Sili lay quietly beside Jiang Futing's body, unaware of his arrival.

"Ah Li." He raised his feet tremblingly, and was about to walk over when he found that his feet were trembling, and the muscles in his calves began to twitch slightly due to excessive stimulation.

Every step I take, it's like falling into a swamp, heavy and difficult.

He stopped beside Wang Sili, looked at her quietly for a while, and then bent down with great difficulty, his elbows supporting the ground, so that he did not let himself fall, but sat down slowly.

Wang Sili seems to sleep very calmly and peacefully, even if there is a big movement at this time, it will not affect her to sleep until she is old.

The warm candle of fire reflected on her face, outlining her overly pale face and outlining a soft outline.

Lin Ziqing stretched out her trembling hand, caressed her cheeks with affection and caresse, and then pulled her slightly messy hair neatly one by one.

It doesn't look like he's dead.

The thought crossed his head coldly.

Originally, this idea was to deceive himself and make himself feel better, but when he looked at the sleeping person on the ground affectionately again, he suddenly realized something, and then, his gaze fell on the candle that was still burning next to Jiang Futing's head.

His mind cleared a little, and then he forcibly pulled himself out of his painful emotions.

The other party broke into his home with such fanfare, undoubtedly for Jiang Futing's body.

But if Ah Li was really successfully killed by the other party, then how could Jiang Futing's body still stay here in peace!

Lin Ziqing's blood suddenly surged into his brain,

As if grasping a life-saving straw that could survive in a desperate situation, he looked at Wang Sili again, and his eyes returned to his usual depth and calmness.

Since Jiang Futing's body is still here, it at least shows that the person who came to stir up trouble did not succeed!

If the other party really didn't succeed, it must be Ah Li who successfully defeated the other party.

But when you think about it...... Lin Ziqing frowned, not all right.

If Ah Li could have been so powerful at that time, he wouldn't be lying here with Jiang Futing now.

However, the only thing that is certain now is that when the other party was repulsed, Ah Li must have been alive.

That's what happened to her, there was no way, she had to fall into this state as a last resort.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed in his eyes, and he had a bold guess in his heart.

Will...... Like Jiang Futing, he also ran down?

As he was thinking about this, it seemed as if a bird outside had flapped its wings and stopped outside the window of the house.

When Lin Ziqing heard the movement, he subconsciously didn't look over.

The bird secretly borrowed the eaves of someone's house, as if it had been caught red-handed, and was a little anxious for a while, and immediately flapped its wings and flew away in the wind and rain as if fleeing for its life.

Lin Ziqing noticed that the pouring rain outside didn't know when, and finally gave up to get smaller, and the raindrops that had been smashed down with all his might seemed to have turned around and became much gentler.

Water droplets kept sliding down the roof of the window, washing the dust from the window for many years.

At this time, the cold wind was still a little unfinished, and it continued to stir tirelessly in the city.

In fact, originally, Wang Sili was indeed almost dead, in order to destroy Jiang Li, her last move can be said to be completely irrational.

She only knew that the power in that blood was quite terrifying, because even herself, the person who gave birth to it, was more or less afraid of the aura it exuded.

But she didn't know what terrible consequences that terrible power would bring, especially after colliding with Jiang Li's power, the aftermath generated, if no one suppressed it, that wave of qi alone could turn this community into powder.

Not to mention that at that time, he was so vulnerable that he was only an empty shell.

And who was the sacredness who rescued herself, she didn't have time to see it, so she fell asleep.

When Wang Sili woke up again, he was at a loss for a while at the completely unfamiliar scene around him.

What the hell is going on?

She rubbed her head vigorously, trying to search her mind for some relevant memories.

But half a day has passed, no matter how hard she recalls, her memory is like being pressed the pause button, and she always stays on the scene when she confronted Jiang Li.

Her last impression was that Jiang Li said something sharply to herself, and she felt unprecedented anger, anger, and unwillingness.

After that, there was no more.

This long-lost memory gap suddenly reminded her of something, and Wang Sili's pupils shrank suddenly

One time.

It's her!

She's out again!

At this moment, there was a sudden lively beating sound outside the house, and Wang Sili immediately bowed his body with full vigilance, shrinking like a boiled shrimp.

It's just that when he passed by the room, he didn't stop, but walked away in the other direction.

Then, with the sound of the beating, there seemed to be a distant and desolate singing voice in the distance of the room, as if crying something, and everyone could not help but cry.

Then, there was a bunch of noisy chatter, chattering, as if something was going on.

Before Jiang Futing inquired about the prince who governed Yucheng, he never expected that this prince would actually be the one he had seen.

Unexpectedly, in order to make up for the succession procedures of the new city lord of Yucheng, this prince also specially hired a group of acrobatic troupes to perform in the open space of the office building, for fear that others would not know about it.

The point is to sing it, but the new city lord took office as a happy event, not a funeral, and the female ghost on the stage who puffed her face as white as flour sang like crying and mourning.

It's heartbreaking.

Jiang Futing was forced to sit in front of the viewing platform with a black face like charcoal, and admired this juggling with no artistic value.

Every minute and every second he spent sitting here was like being tortured to him.

From his eyes to ears, he was forced to doubt his life by this 'lively' and 'affectionate' performance.

So much so that when he saw that these demons and monsters were finally about to leave the stage after the performance, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that the anger has just been relieved, and the female ghost who was crying with flour just now stopped inexplicably.

Jiang Futing felt that it was not good, and his face froze.

Sure enough, the female ghost immediately threw a wink at him in the next second, and then left happily as she wished.

He put one hand on the table, clutched the innocent water cup tightly, endured and endured, and then did not crush the cup.

After all, it's someone else's territory, someone else's things, if you offend your boss, people give you small shoes, and you are unwilling to send official documents for official positions, then things will be more troublesome.

finally got out of this torture, accompanied to watch the play, drank tea with him, and by the way, he had to reluctantly chat about meaningless topics, and after finishing the 'three escorts', when those ghosts were clean, Jiang Futing put down the cup in his hand and asked bluntly: "The appointment documents should be almost ready, right?" ”

Lin Ling pretended to cover her mouth and laughed: "What's the hurry, it's rare for me to see someone who is quite in love, so you can chat with me more." ”

Jiang Futing didn't have much in common with her, and refused: "The new lord is in office, and the affairs in the city are busy, so I'm afraid it will be a little inconvenient to stay for a long time." ”

"What's the inconvenience, I don't believe it, you're still a moment away." Lin Ling leaned back in his chair and lifted Erlang's legs.

Jiang Futing saw that she didn't plan to let herself go so easily, so he talked about the evil spirit and the immortal faction:

"Although Yucheng is temporarily heavy

The order was established, but the foundation was too badly damaged, and if the evil spirits and the Immortal Sect made a comeback at this time, with the current combat power in the city, it would be pushed into a plate of scattered sand in an instant. ”

Lin Ling propped his head and looked him up and down: "You threaten me with this?" It's a beautiful idea. ”

"Now in this situation, can I still be clear without you?" She winked ambiguously at Jiang Futing.

Jiang Futing only came out of the shadow of the flour female ghost a second ago, and he was immediately pulled back......

He simply sat up straight and ignored Lin Ling on the side.

Lin Ling saw that his beauty plan was not successful, so he ate a snack with a lack of interest, and then he talked about the current affairs of the underworld:

"Don't worry, there are three highly respected monarchs on the side of hell to support them, and no matter how fat the people of the Immortal Sect are, they don't dare to make a mistake. As for returning to the ruins, Bai Tang's guy can still hold it down now. ”

"As for me, I'm just a brick, where I need to move, there is no fixed place for work, just run where there are many things."

"So, you don't have to worry about it now, you have to combine work and rest, and you can relax when you need to." She stretched out her hand with a hippie smile and tried to pat Jiang Futing's hand.

As a result, when his hand was about to touch, he was glared at by Jiang Futing's cold eyes and shrank back.

Lin Ling unfortunately and aggrievedly pressed his itchy hand, and slandered in his heart: This guy deserves to be 20 years old, and he hasn't talked about a girlfriend yet! Sure enough, it's still Bai Xiaotang cute.

After Jiang Futing listened to her, the only thing he was interested in was that she seemed to have a good relationship with Bai Tang, and he took the opportunity to ask, "What about Guixu now?" ”

(End of chapter)