Can you imagine that a little guy who has always been stupid and cute has suddenly become a bloodthirsty demon; The gentle tone that spat out was a terrifying word; And, he or she is right there for you......

The sky was very gloomy.

Suddenly there was a strong wind, "Whew--", the wind whistled in my ears, like the roar of a wild beast, tearing everything madly.

The tree lowered its former head and let the wind blow towards its stout torso; In a slightly older house, the iron plates on the roof were lifted and crackled; Even when I sat in the room, I could still feel the cold wind that was cold to the bone, striking back and forth, robbing myself of the heating little by little.

In the sky, there were a few strands of rain floating sparsely, falling on the body, itchy, very comfortable; Just as he was enjoying this warmth, "boom--", a thunderclap resounded through the sky, turning the dream back into reality.

"Wow--", the drizzle just now suddenly "turned his face and didn't recognize people", and he was angry, poured everything he had, and splashed it on the ground, and before he could escape, his clothes were already soaked.

I don't know what's going on today.,It's raining all the time.,So how do you work?! Mok Wenhui sat in the luxury box of a top hotel with red wine, staring dissatisfiedly at the blurred glass window washed by the rain in front of her.

Although she didn't say anything, the old and angry face on the glass window revealed all her thoughts at this time.

"Old Mo, you still write everything on your face, so it's easy for the enemy to find flaws!" A voice came from behind Mo Wenhui, with a lively and cheerful tone, and it seemed to be a man.

No, exactly, it should be like a teenager who has just come of age.

When Mo Wenhui heard this, she turned around impatiently:

"Cut! And that's not just in organizations. And, Xie Jiajie, what qualifications do you think you have to come to me?" Mo Wenhui said, glancing contemptuously at the teenager leaning against the door.

The "teenager" at the door, with a childish face, a slightly baby fat face, refreshing eyebrows, and smart eyes, all show his ability, but unfortunately, the only fly in the ointment is the height problem! This is why Mok Wenhui looks down on the person in front of her.

Although he is a teenager, he just looks alike, in fact, Xie Jiajie is already 25 years old.

Hearing that someone was revealing his scars again, Xie Jiajie couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth:

"Old Mo, you should learn to accumulate virtue under your mouth, otherwise, be careful of being beaten into the 'cold palace'~" Xie Jiajie's tone was very brisk, as if he was saying something insignificant.

Oh, my God! I've been partnering with this guy for so long, why don't you change the problem of "looking at people and looking at their appearance and height"! Xie Jiajie thought silently and rolled her eyes secretly.

Mo Wenhui saw Xie Jiajie wearing that "innocent" signature smile again, and saying "humorous" words, she felt a chill again......

Otherwise, how did a 155-centimeter guy join the Junkure Temple?!

Obviously, the person who asked her partner to be a "stupid cute" guy said that in the end, it was actually an "angel demon" who killed people without blinking, are you kidding me?! Mo Wenhui had already roared millions of times in her heart, but she didn't have the courage to say it in front of Xie Jiajie......

After all, this damn guy is his boss......

"Alright, let's both stop stirring up. Tell me how things are going on over there. Xie Jiajie felt that the deterrent effect had been achieved, and it was time to get into the topic.

"I said Xiao Xie, you're so powerful, why don't you check it yourself?" Mok Wenhui responded angrily.

Hearing this, someone immediately changed his face and replaced it with his signature smile:

"You're right, I think I should give you a big reward, what do you say?"

"No...... No need to ......" Mo Wenhui heard the word "reward" and waved her hand again and again.

"Xiao Xie, those four places are really bold, and they actually want to use the time machine to travel and dodge." Speaking of business, Mo Wenhui put on a serious expression again.

Who knew that after Xie Jiajie heard this, he was no longer innocent just now, the corners of his mouth were covered by a layer of coldness, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty cold light:

"Don't worry, old Mo. Since An Lizhu has been brought to ancient times, it is better to ......," Xie Jiajie said, leaning into Mo Wenhui's ear and telling her the detailed arrangements.

At the end, Xie Jiajie added:

"Anyway, everything is under the control of our Junkue Temple."