On the road leading to the "Sky Courtyard" on the 99th floor of the Margaery Building, the stones collapsed, and the monitoring equipment in the hidden corner was in a state of strike, but this was not a problem for the unscrupulous driver whose gossip soul was burning, and he knew about the incident here in some secret way, without concealment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, that's okay. On the parking lot far away, the unscrupulous driver who peeped leaned on the heart of Chang'an, swallowed the clouds and spitted out the fog, and said to himself: "Potion is a drug that has an effect on magic after all, once the user does not have magic power, the effect and side effects should also be dissipated, but this practice is equivalent to degenerating from magic to mortal and self-destruction." ”

The efficacy of the potion is destined to be impossible to coexist, and the conflict of the medicinal effects will lead to the danger of life, but Du Yu survived twice in a row, and he had to praise his wit and courage while feeling lucky.

For the first time, when the effects of the two potions conflicted, because Du Yu was stimulated by the outside world, and his own magic power was not much, the negative effect did not exceed the limit of human tolerance, so he cut off the magic power the size of a hair in his body into two parts, and placed it on both sides of his body to produce artificiality, minimizing the degree of danger.

The second time, Du Yu had a certain experience, regardless of the dose injection, using myrrh to make up for the lack of magic power while maximizing the effect of the drug, as for the pain in the process, it all relied on tenacious will and the magic of money to survive, and the external plug-in was double-opened, and the strength increased greatly.

After winning the battle, Wit Jun finally went online, giving full play to the spirit of a strong man breaking his wrist, and took the initiative to put the magic power in the Lake of Magic into use, in order to resolve the fatal crisis of the conflict of medicinal effects.

Although this method can pick up a small life, Du Yu took the initiative to give up his magic power, which means that he gave up the identity of the magic envoy!

For Du Yu's decision, the driver spoke highly of it, nodded and said: "Whether the magic can be restored is another matter, I hope such an interesting little guy will not become a mortal and live a mediocre life." ”

On the 98th floor, Du Yu used his magic power cleanly, and the death crisis disappeared, and the severe pain in his body seemed to fade away, returning to a weak state, and he sat up weakly.

"According to the popular science of the lecturer of the pre-vocational training, as long as you are a demon bloodline holder, there will always be a way to recover the magic power used, it shouldn't be a lie, right?" In fact, Du Yu was more worried about the 500,000 bonus at his fingertips than the pitiful amount of magic power, and muttered: "It's time to go and greet Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”

The body seems to be fine, but the strength and spirit are empty, as if the soul does not possess the body, there is a delay between the spirit and the flesh, reluctantly move the limbs, looking for a feeling called "normal", whipping the sluggish body, picking up the M1014 ****** and Buck 650 Flat-Bladed Nighthawk used by Vic, Du Yu looked at the empty corridor, and said softly: "Hope, there will be no more accidents, I can't hold it anymore." ”

Due to the explosion of the "Master Ball v1.0", the aurora was affected, and the gorgeous interior decoration of the floor was destroyed, the walls collapsed, and the floor was left with a huge hole.

The only good news is that the gravel blocked in the hallway was blown away by the aftermath of the explosion, opening the way to the 99th floor!

"After overcoming obstacles along the way, I finally came here. The color of the sky shot into the cracked wall, the weather was bright and the sun was shining, but the place he was in was not as beautiful as outside, Du Yu was careful to avoid tripping over the corpse on the side of the road, his eyes were raised, and his attention was focused on the "sky courtyard" on the 99th floor, and he said melancholy: "I am a professional anyway, it doesn't matter whether it is myself or the will of the goal, if you want to blame it, you will blame it on bad luck." ”

To be honest, he didn't want to affect the life of a girl he had never met because of the mission, and he didn't want to work as a kidnapper that everyone shouted at.

However, life is like this, whether you like it or hate it, you have to work hard for money, otherwise you can't mix in a materialistic society.

“...... Extra sympathy, it's not my turn to be a good person. Du Yu shook his head and laughed at himself: "Let's go, since you want to be a bad person, you have to be completely bad." ”

Holding on to the wall, stop and walk, and arrive at the "sky courtyard" safely and smoothly, suddenly a burst of elegant floral fragrance comes to the face, the sea of flowers comes into view, and the sky blue hyacinths that occupy the numerical advantage are bathed in the sunlight and are full of vitality.

Suddenly, a cold wind came out of the hole in the glass wall, the flowers and trees swayed wantonly under the blow, and the scattered petals danced in the air, like a dream.

“......”

Dressed in a snow-white dress, the girl sits quietly under a lush tree, her slender wrist holding a retro-style camera, focusing on the fluttering petals of flowers and unexpected visitors.

With a "click", the girl used the photo to retain time, and then used a pen to write Juanxiu's font in the blank space behind the photo.

“......”

Du Yu flipped out the crumpled information, and compared it with the girl under the tree through the blurred photo, he helplessly found that the real person was better than the photo.

The spring day is bright, the prosperity is blooming, the girl is quiet and quiet, reaching out to cover the long brown hair that is flying, it looks like a natural picture scroll from a distance, beautiful.

This beauty, regardless of gender, is enough to fascinate anyone!

"Junior, do you hear my voice?" A shot shot down the helicopter sent by the Blackwater Company, Chen Ling is still hanging on the outer wall of the building to eat the northwest wind, and asked idly: "Have you found Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

He is by no means afraid that Dong Rui will not save him when he sees death, and he is by no means afraid that he is a perverted Abe who rubs oil!

"The target has been set and ready to engage with her. ”

Du Yu came back to his senses and laughed at himself, as a big breast controller, he was fascinated by a poor breast, which was a stain on his life and a great shame!

Dragging his haggard body and crushing the flowers under his feet, Du Yu walked to the girl under the tree, opened his mouth, wanted to talk but didn't know what to say, did he say to her: Sorry, I'm here to kidnap the ticket?

Zhenhou didn't practice "One of the Three Stunts of Flirting Girls: Pick-up Chapter" with fox friends and dog friends at the beginning!

"Help, what lines should I say as a villain at this time?" Du Yu turned his back suddenly, knocked on the communicator in his ear, and said urgently: "Quick, I have already made contact with the target, and I was secretly photographed by the other party openly, inexplicably." ”

Although Raleigh was not present, he was still quite active and said, "Girl, sign a contract with me to become a magical girl." ”

"Get out, don't confuse the two-dimensional with the three-dimensional, at this time, you should kidnap the other party without saying a word, simple, rough and fast. Chen Ling proposed.

Dong Rui temporarily got rid of Abe's pursuit of love, and gasped: "The other party is a high school girl, how about literature and art?"

"That's it!"

Du Yu felt that if he didn't show the literary accomplishment that a senior old literary youth should have at this time, it would be an insult to the great deputy position of an Internet writer, so he adopted Dong Rui's opinion, bent slightly to the girl writing on the back of the photo, and said respectfully: "Cinderella, let me cast a magic for you!"

"Vomit ......"

"Disgusting!"

"This is a bit outdated......"

"Xiao Yuzi, when you have time, go and fill up your flirting skills. ”

Listening to the thoughts from his teammates, Du Yu couldn't help but blush, and covered up: "It's noisy, you guys." ”

Ye Xuenuo stared at Du Yu who was chattering without saying a word, and suddenly handed the two photos in front of him, and motioned to accept them with his eyes.

"The information didn't say that you were dumb, and there are some things that I won't understand if you don't say them. After waiting for a long time, and not seeing any further movements from the other party, Du Yu felt ashamed of himself subconsciously guarded, smiled, took the photo, and praised: "Oh, this one was taken just now......? Good technique, girl. ”

“......”

Ye Xuenuo shook his head and motioned for Du Yu to flip the photo.

"By the way, I remember what you wrote on the back of the photo. Du Yu was stunned, and hurriedly flipped the photo, his eyes chasing the beautiful text on it.

On the back of the first photo, it is written: Icarus flying in the sky, he is crying.

On the back of the second photo, it reads: You're late.

"You're crying, your whole family is crying!"

The content of the photo is matched with sentences full of literary atmosphere, which makes Du Yu blushing and ashamed, and secretly decides to dispose of this photo in private, so that the black history will disappear from the world!

As for the second sentence, I don't know why, Du Yu gave up asking for troubles, looked up at the girl's eyes, raised the second photo, and wondered: "Late?"

Ye Xuenuo didn't answer, stood up unhurriedly, opened his mouth lightly, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "...... Walk. ”

"Ah, wait. ”

Du Yu stretched out his hand and kindly helped the kidnapper target pick the blue petals stuck to his hair, and rubbed the long hair that looked very soft, the touch was so good that it was addictive, I don't know what shampoo she used to have such good hair, go back and buy a dozen for Zhao Lin'er, right?

“...... Thank. The girl did not show an expression of resistance, and urged: "...... Quick, go. ”

"I'm sorry, although it may be a little strange to have me, but is it really good for you to urge a kidnapper to take you away like this?" Du Yu said incoherently.

(It's too fierce to play on weekends...... ）