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If he had n’t known that Tengu was a man, Feng Chi would feel that Tengu was deliberately playing him. But when you think about it, this request of his own is really confusing. Feng Chi pressed his lips, and his mood became more depressed.

However, the body is extremely honest, stepping over Tengu and sweeping the outcry monsters.

Most of the monsters in Beihai Marsh are ordinary animals cultivated to perfection, which is completely different from some ancient gods and beasts such as the Nine Infant Brothers. Nine infants are weird and strange, and the monsters here are punished because they are punished.

"Just him." Feng Chi pointed to a monster with a probe in his brain.

Tengu's gaze swept away and saw something first. A closer look is the leech. This leech looks different from ordinary rice field ditches. It has a huge body. One can resist a common leech. However, Tengu watched it several times, and still felt that it was not in line with Feng Chi's habit.

It looks average, and it's not ugly.

Tengu asked tentatively: "Mr. Feng, would you like to see it again? We have better quality here."

Feng Chi: "..."

Feng Chi always felt that Tengu sounded a little strange. But he didn't want to delve deeper, only said: "I remember you have more than one leech here. Call all the leeches here."

Ten minutes later, Feng Chi was holding a mirror in his hand. Not far away, a large group of leeches drilled into the soil and turned up again. His elongated body was entangled, trying to make himself sick. This scene lasted for a quarter of an hour. Tengu couldn't help but came together and whispered: "Mr. Feng, is there anything special about this?"

Feng Chi coldly faced, glancing directly over the leech and falling to the far end of the swamp, "No."

Tengu scratched his head in confusion, ‘oh’.

He thought, maybe there was still some attention, but it was more deep, and he couldn't understand it.

An hour later, a leech was lying bitterly on the body of other companions, eyes staring blankly at Feng Chi and Tengu, "Boss, I really have no energy, and I'm about to vomit."

They are monsters, and their eyesight is too good. Although the mirror is black, they can also print their entangled pictures. Feng Chi was disgusted and they didn't know who, but they knew that if they went on like this, they would kill themselves.

Tengu: "This ..."

He coughed awkwardly and stood behind Feng Chi and whispered, "Mr. Feng, are you satisfied? If not, shall we change two more?"

Feng Chi glanced at his glasses and responded well.

Demon Authority.

Zhuo Guang sent away another monster with a gift to thank them. He slumped on the chair and did n’t want to get up. "These monsters are too polite to come every day and bring gifts. I posted a piece of paper yesterday Now. "

There is no gift on the paper, but it is useless. For those monsters, the children have been lost for a long time until they almost gave up, but at this time the appearance of the Demon Management Bureau let them see hope and ushered in a new life. Such kindness, they really do not know how to repay.

"They are also excited. Baby, come and eat a piece of beef." Song Shujing's eyes fed the big piece of braised beef into Xiaoying's mouth. The over-spoiled child looked amazing.

Song Shujing only looked like a girl at this time.

He looked away, and his eyes fell on Feng Chi's office door. Feng Chi left for seven or eight days, and there was no news at all. If he didn't know Feng Chi's whereabouts in advance, he thought that Feng Chi had an accident.

He propped his chin, grabbed the milk tea that had been set aside, and took a sip. "Why doesn't the boss come back?"

Without the boss and sister-in-law, his milk tea was boring.

They all have the same taste, but they do n’t feel as good as before.

Zhuo Guang sighed again and again, "I don't know if the Beihai signal is good or not, shall we give a phone call to condolences?"

Song Shujing: "If you are not afraid of death, you can try it."

Facts have proved that Zhuo Guang is actually afraid of death, but he is also really curious. After drinking the last bite of milk tea, I dropped the cup and changed my phone, and immediately dialed Feng Chi's phone. Surprisingly, Beihai's signal can be connected. Although it is not very smooth, Zhuo Guang can still hear Feng Chi's voice and Feng Chi's words.

He chuckled twice, without talking to Feng Chi: "Boss, how is sister-in-law?"

Feng Chihui looked at the mirror in his hand.

I wonder if it was his illusion, he vaguely felt that the small mirror was a little different from the previous two days. But in the end this is different, and Feng Chi couldn't tell why. Then reluctantly think that the stimulation method provided by Song Shujing is useful.

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just worried about you and the sister-in-law, so let's ask. Boss, when will you come back, and I will give the sister-in-law a feast for the wind and snacks."

Feng Chi pressed the phone without expression.

When the small mirror comes out, go back whenever.

When Ji Huan woke up, his whole body was sore, and even the simple act of raising his arms took a lot of time and effort. He lay on the ground, the coolness slowly rising from the ground and drilling into his skin from all directions, causing him to tremble.

Rubbing his eyes, the hazy cloud in front of him gradually dissipated, and he slowly climbed up from the ground, glancing around.

The memory more than twenty days ago began to recover.

He remembered that the mirror was suddenly abnormal. He couldn't reach out to get something outside, and no one could hear it when he shook his throat. Later, shortly after criticizing Feng Chi for being a big Han, he fainted. This halo seemed to sleep for a long time in a hazy, occasional warm light in my dream, and Feng Chi's face and voice. I don't remember the rest.

He scratched the back of his head, trying to reach out and try to see if the barrier of the mirror was still there. However, with a glance of his eyes, he was almost scared and ran away.

In front of me was a patterned scale, which shone in the moonlight. Looking a little further, there is an adult palm-sized wound on the thick body. This wound is not big for the body, but it is white on it, and the thick water slowly flows down the body into the swamp—

Ji Huan: "..............."

Wouldn't he have suddenly fallen asleep after he slept, and even Feng Chi's prototype could be photographed?

If so, is n’t this thing in front of you ...

Ji Huan: "..."

It turned out that Feng Chichang was like this! A pus-sucking anaconda is not as good as a stone monster!

Ji Huan rolled his eyes and almost fainted.

But soon, when Ji Huan was going to look away and find something beautiful to clean his eyes, the snail in front of him suddenly changed from a giant to a man. It is a man very different from Feng Chi.

The man pressed his head, showing his muscular upper body, and he shook his hips, shouting roughly: "Feng Chi, do you see enough of your mother? I was punished for doing something wrong." I ’ve been here for a hundred years, and I recognize it. But if you want to insult me ​​like today, I do n’t agree! "

Feng Chi raised his eyes in silence, facing the roar of Sen An, he seemed extraordinarily calm. "It's really disgusting to look at it again."

"Feng Chi, you **** is wrong? You!" Anxious and ruined Anaconda frantically flapped his tail, and the smelly mud swelled up. Feng Chi stepped back quickly and escaped the attack.

Feng Chi ignored Senran's rage and only looked down at the small mirror. Just now, the small mirror seemed to light up.

Feng Chi twisted his eyebrows, wondering if it was really effective to see more of the Senac? He turned his head and said to the tengu who showed his abandonment: "Going to find other monsters is better than him."

Tengu followed more than 20 days after Feng Chi, and immediately understood that the three words "good effect" are equal to "ugly ridiculous" and "disgusting to ridiculous". He nodded, "Mr. Feng is assured, I will arrange it immediately."

For the next seven or eight days, Ji Huan felt that Feng Chi was deeply malicious towards him. At the same time, he also said that there are so many strange monsters in this broken place. He covered his mouth and kicked and hit the barrier in the mirror. The noise when the barrier was hit was loud, but no one could notice it. Ji Huan was tired and paralyzed on the ground, and the moonlight fell on him. Although he was very comfortable, he still couldn't comfort his injured heart.

In the early morning, the full moon in the sky fell to the ground, illuminating the whole North Sea. The monsters in the swamp showed their heads from the mud and whispered: "The moon is so bright today."

On the other side, Feng Chi, as usual, snapped a toad up and down twice in the mirror. Toad twisted his body a little embarrassedly. He had been struck by thunder several times before, and his face was broken. I didn't expect that this broken face would be useful today. He asked Feng Chi thoughtfully: "Mr. Feng, I will still make faces, do you want to see?"

Feng Chi twitched his lips and almost didn't hold the mirror.

But Toad did not give him the opportunity to refuse, and the grimace had taken shape in the next second.

Ji Huan, who had been poisoned for ten days, finally couldn't help turning around and spitting foam in his mouth. In fact, this toad is not so ugly, but he has experienced a bit more in the past few days, and it will really be unbearable for a while.

Feng Chigang wanted to stop at the toad, the mirror in his hand flashed, and suddenly turned bright, and then the little black spot appeared in his sight. Feng Chi fixed his eyes on it, and the little black spot wiped his mouth with his pajama sleeve with resentment, and then he thought about what to start from, picking up the white shirt on the ground and covering his mouth, fearing to spit foam again.

Feng Chi didn't know what his mood was at this moment, he was inevitable. The little black dot disappeared suddenly, leaving him puzzled and worried for a long time. In addition to this, he was a bit strange and unhappy.

When Feng Chi was in a daze, Ji Huan finally eased over. He threw away Feng Chi's white shirt while covering his chest, and stepped on it twice, "Feng Chi, you bastard!"

Feng Chi, who was quietly scolded, raised his eyebrows, and the only secret discomfort disappeared instantly. He lowered his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Are you looking good?"

It took Ji Huan a long time to react to Feng Chi's words to himself. He raised his head and said with a curse: "Feng Chi, I'll go to your uncle, you stinky and shameless-"

As Feng Chi's wrist turned, the mirror just caught the giant ship worm that was waiting for favor on his right.

Ji Huan: "......... vomit!"