Chapter 800 Fuluo royal family's descendants cannot eliminate my hatred

As soon as the Pope said, the puppet gods in the hall all showed a look, staring at the corners of the Pope's lips with a red and red color, and were also a little worried.

Yanmo stretched out his hand to cover Pluto's back, ready to deliver puppet power.

Detecting what the other party was going to do, Pluto quickly avoided it and said in a deep voice: "No."

He sat upright, stretched out his hand under the gaze of the puppet gods, and grabbed a touch of evil spirit in the void of the hall.

The evil aura flew out of the hall. The black mist was full of powerful power and released a familiar aura.

Before the puppet gods could sense it, the king of Hades had absorbed the evil spirit, and his pale face also recovered a lot.

Yan Mo frowned: "Is something wrong in the human world?"

If it weren't for a time when life and death were at stake, Pluto wouldn't have been backfired.

Hearing Yanmo's concerns, Pluto waved his hand: "No obstacle, let's continue."

The emperor of the Northern Yin, the highest god in the underworld, was in seclusion and practiced in seclusion. All affairs in the underworld and even the six days of Fengdu Luofeng were pressed on the one of the underworld. The boundaries between the human world and the underworld were becoming weaker. Now he is cautious and dare not make any mistakes.

Human world.

In the office of the General Administration of Criminal Investigation, the top leader.

As soon as Master Hei Ba finished speaking, Qin Ruan realized that a force was being drawn.

She subconsciously pulled her sleeves away, revealing the shortened red line on the inside of her arm...

It's less than one year's lifespan, and now it's only a few months left.

Qin Ruan raised her eyes and glanced at the black and white messenger, and the corners of her curled lips had a little other meaning: "The Witch Clan designed Li Xuemei to kill me, is the point that the Pope will not let you say?" She said with a firm tone.

"yes--"

The eighth and seventh master bowed their heads to Qin Ruan and answered truthfully.

When they came up, Pluto had an explanation, and when they couldn't hide it, you can tell Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan is not easy to fool, and the Big One will suffer after all, and the backlash will not feel good.

"Dongdong..."

The office door was knocked again.

The door was knocked this time, and the person outside pushed open the door and walked in directly.

Lu Han stepped into the room and was surrounded by the coldness that was coming to his face.

He subconsciously shook his body and complained, "Why is it so cold? The heating in the room is broken?"

Qin Ruan stared at Lu Han who was walking towards him with a smile, watching him pass through the soul body of the black and white messenger.

Her red lips slightly opened and her voice smiled: "Haven Mr. Lu forgot what I do?"

Lu Han paused his feet in place, his face changed drastically, and the chill in the room penetrated his bones along the flesh and blood, and the blood solidified.

He was shocked and frightened, as if he was in an ice cellar, his whole body was stiff in place.

Lu Han twitched the corners of his lips, his voice not natural: "This, is there something in this room?"

Qin Ruan's eyes were crescent-shaped: "Naturally, the body of Mr. Lu just now had several seconds of fusion with the two messengers from the underworld."

Lu Han shivered violently and wished he could escape from the room.

The next moment, he raised his foot and rushed behind Qin Ruan.

Only by standing beside her can Lu Han have a little safety guarantee.

He grinded his teeth and stared at Qin Ruan with a grim tone: "Why didn't the third young lady remind me?"

Thinking of touching the soul body of the ghost messenger, Lu Han's blood was cold all over and his body temperature faded, and he looked lingering in fear.

Qin Ruan looked back at him, shrugged and spread his hands: "Mr. Lu didn't give me a chance either."

Lu Han's expression was like eating shit, and he was both respectful and afraid of those unknown things.

It was important to know that this person was afraid and didn't escape.

Qin Ruan asked, "Is the Sky Walking Team done it?"

Lu Han was sweeping around the office, as if trying to find something, and replied, "They are on the way to come."

Qin Ruan nodded and stood up, speaking with a relaxed tone: "Then I don't have to get involved in the next thing. The underworld will send ghost messengers to talk to the Tianxing Team, and Shao Xujie will not be in trouble."

When Lu Han heard that Qin Ruan was leaving, he didn't care about being afraid: "Where is Li Xuemei?"

"She can't come anymore. The ghost messenger in the underworld will hand over the people from the Sky Walk Team and tell them about Li Xuemei's murder."

Lu Han felt it was a bit unreliable and said tactfully: "After all, it's not bad for a while. Why don't I send the third young lady back when the matter is over?"

Meeting his worried gaze, Qin Ruan looked at the person from head to toe and curled up the corners of her lips: "Do you believe in the Sky Walk Team or the Underworld?"

"Don't believe it." Lu Han said slowly: "For the existence that cannot be seen and the uncontrollable people, there will be certain variables. I only believe in the third young lady."

The last sentence, whether it is the truth or not, is obviously a compliment to Qin Ruan.

Everyone likes nice words, even Qin Ruan is no exception.

From last night to now, more than a little evil spirit has not been recovered, and I also learned about the murderous intention of the witch clan to her.

Qin Ruan was in a bad mood and didn't want to continue to follow up on the case.

Under her gaze, Lu Han's eyes were neither dodging nor dodging, and his expression was frank.

Qin Ruan felt a little better inexplicably: "How long will it take for Tianxing Team to arrive?"

"It can be as fast as twenty minutes, and it can be as slow as half an hour."

Qin Ruan sat back on the office chair again, raised her legs and placed it on the desk, her posture was lazy and casual, and she faintly showed a hint of indulgence.

"Then I'll wait for another half an hour, and it won't be overdue."

"I'll go urge me!"

When Lu Han heard this, he turned around and rushed out the door.

Halfway through the way, I felt a little more chilling, and goose bumps on my body came out again.

Thinking of other invisible creatures in the house, Lu Han gritted his teeth and walked out the door almost against the base of the wall.

Qin Ruan knew very well that Lu Han was taboo about the Puppet God, so he pretended not to notice him.

...

Huo Zhai.

Huo Yirong was awakened by the pain, and the pain from his limbs and bones was very unbearable. He frowned and opened his eyes.

The purpose is to be familiar with the scenery of his dressing, this is his bedroom.

A low voice of conversation came from my ears, a strong smell of blood from the tip of my mouth and nose made people sick, and nausea surged in my stomach.

The brain is drowsy, the body cannot move, and even turn the head.

Huo Yirong's eyes were full of sinisterness, but he opened his mouth to speak but made only a low and hoarse voice.

The conversation in the room came to an abrupt end.

"Second Master, you are awake!"

Gongsun Yibo took the lead in walking towards the bed and entered Huo Yirong's sight.

Huo Yirong opened his mouth and prepared to speak. The air rushed into his mouth, and the smell of blood seemed to be heavier.

His elegant face showed an unbearable look, and his eyes were covered with red bloodshots: "What's going on?"

His voice was hoarse, as if it was broken.

Gongsun Yibo sat on the bed that was cleaned up and reached out to hold Huo Yirong's slightly struggling body.

He comforted his heart and said, "You were attacked yesterday... Now it's okay. Next, you have to rest with peace of mind. It's best not to exercise vigorously, otherwise it will bring a sense of crisis to the insects in your body."

The encounter last night returned to my mind. Huo Yirong's eyes were sinister and his elegant face was ferocious and evil, which made people dare not look at him directly.

His hand under the quilt could not even clench his fist, and his anger came out freely.

Gongsun Yibo knew that it would be difficult for him to accept the current situation: "It will be fine, the current situation is only temporary."

"I have recorded this account in Fuluo Kingdom royal family!"

Huo Yirong's lips curled up a cruel and evil arc, and his voice was like an evil puppet crawling out of hell, with bloodthirsty murderous aura for someone to seek life.

How could he bear this breath without blood?

Gongsun Yibo's eyebrows raised slightly and gloated, saying: "Last night, the little prince born to King Fuluo's favorite concubine died on the way to the hospital. This morning, the eldest prince was in a car accident and disappeared on the spot when he was on the spot."

Confusion appeared on Huo Yirong's blood-colored face, and soon turned into surprise and understanding.

A cold and emotional curve was curled up at the corner of his lips: "Is it my third brother who took action?"

Gongsun Yibo did not speak out and nodded by default.

The smile on Huo Yirong's lips became a little warm.
To be continued...