Yan Qing turned his head to see Yan Xiuwen, "Pig?"

Her red lips pursed slightly, thinking about it slightly, and asked after a while, "Will it be too big in the feel?"

Human skin and pig skin are different.

Yan Xiuwen said silently for a while, "Try it."

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, "Still forget it."

For the puzzled eyes of Shang Yan Wenwen, Yan Qing explained, "Such a big head, I'm afraid of uniforms."

Just after Yan Qing closed his eyes, Yan Xiuwen's voice sounded again in the car ...

"Your words, yes, it's okay."

The implication, Yan Qingtai looked at himself.

Yan Qing was too lazy to open his eyes. Listening to this, he always felt a little wrong. What did a pig make a pig?

Mowing

When he arrived at the police station, Yan Qing just got out of the car and went to Yan Shuhong's eyes. He looked pitiful, and he seemed to be bullied by anyone.

As soon as he saw Yan Qing, Yan Shu's tears couldn't help but fall down, like no money, flowing on his face, "sister!"

She hugged Yan Qing and couldn't help crying.

After Yan Qing was taken away, the uncle asked people to send himself home. On the way, the more she thought about it, the more they were afraid, afraid that the positioning was inaccurate, fearing that they would go late, and they were afraid that the murderer would be on the road.

Kill.

The more she thought about it, the more she was crying in the car. She didn't dare to go home. She wanted to go back to find her sister.

The police officer had no way, and could only want to pull people back to the police station.

At this moment, when I saw Yan Qing returning safely, Yan Shu's frightened heart finally fell steadily. She buried her head in Yan Qing's neck, her voice was crying, it sounded soft, but she had some hoarseness and some hoarseness and

Ghost, "I don’t want to throw me down anymore in the future."

Yan Qing laughed, patted her back, soothing, "Okay."

It was only a trip to the murderer's house. The little girl in front of her was almost crying. It was really unable to fight.

Liu Chong woke up when he was in the car. At this moment, he was brought into the interrogation room. The police found some hair debris about the victims from his house and the car.

Asked Liu Chong, this time I knew that I would be found, why should I start Yan Qing under the public in the big court, and whether there are still crimes.

Liu Chong laughs, the smile on the face looks like a proud and proud expression, "Is my work beautiful?"

Xiao Zhang frowned, and naturally clearly knew the works in the murderer, referring to those victims. He regarded the victim's body as raw materials carving and processing. This perverted act is very understandable.

Liu Chongxiao, "That girl, it should have been my last work, but unfortunately ..."

"It should be faster, faster."

He estimated that Yan Qing's skills were wrong, but he was set up.

Xiao Zhang's face was slightly sinking, "Talking, how do you choose these victims, where do you lock the victims?"

With so many people, there are always some things in common. Those sources of unknown income are the biggest doubts.

Liu Chong was paralyzed in a chair, and he didn't plan to cooperate at all.

Almost, he could complete his last work in his life. It was only a little worse. His great works could come out.

It's a bit worse.

He suddenly laughed, facing Xiao Zhang, "Let me see that woman again, I say everything."

Xiao Zhang had no way to go outside to find Yan Xiuwen. "Boss, the suspect refused to recognize it, saying that you want to see Miss Yan again, otherwise you don't say anything."

At this moment, Yan Xiuwen sat aside and looked at the information of the eight murders, and his brows frowned. "The suspect couldn't check it without saying?"

With the evidence, even if he bit his tongue and becomes dumb, he will find out what he has done.

Yan Shu on the side pulled Yan Qing's sleeves, "Sister, uncle, the little uncle must be afraid of scaring you, so as not to let the suspect see you."

Yan Qing glanced at Yan Xiuwen and said to Yan Shu, "It may also be afraid of scaring the suspect."

Yan Shu was stunned for a moment, and then found that the people around them followed the police officers who came back with the uncle.

As if, the sister around him is the suspect.

On the way home, Yan Shu finally couldn't help asking, "Sister, what did you do?"

Yan Xiuwen in the front row looked at the two through the rearview mirror.

Yan Qing was watching the mobile phone now, "Why do you say that?"

Yan Shu blinked, and at this moment, the eyes were still a bit reddish, but as long as you don't look close, you can't find it. "I just look at those people, and I always feel that they look at you."

Yan Qingtou didn't have too much, but he laughed on his face, played in his tone, and was obviously interesting. "I tied the murderer to the big flowers and prepared to dissect him. So, do you believe it?"

After hearing Yan Qing's words, Yan Shu's eyes were all glared. Is it so explosive?

She nodded his head heavy, "believe!"

As long as the sister said, she believes it.

Yan Qing laughed without saying a word.

That night, Yan Qing just came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and took the yellow rune from the pocket of the coat. When he was about to unfold, the action paused.

She took out her things from the shoulder bag and set up a formation in the room. After the string came to Yuncheng, the bell she had never really used before was like a bracelet.

The hand movement, the crisp sound of the bingling bell.

The moment Huang Fu started, a huge mysterious energy swept away towards Yan Qing, with the surrounding air flowing quickly, as if a invisible hand, pinched Yan Qing's slender neck, and wanted to suffocate people.

In place.

But this arrogant and malicious energy was suddenly controlled by the formation method, as if in a fainted direction, accompanied by a crisp bell sound, Yan Qing exuded a weak light, and was forced to return to the Huang Fu little by little.

Inside, there is no effort to hurt people.

The Huang Fu statue floating in the air lost all his strength and slowly fell to the ground. The light of the formation was accompanied by Yan Qing's injured bell and gradually dissipated.

The room is calm.

Yan Qing's forehead jumped slightly, and the other party was stronger than he thought, and smart.

If you have not left your heart, set up a formation method to prevent it, and imprison it at a critical moment.

The man expected that he would definitely get this Huang Fu to test his cultivation. He used it to try to try it on Huang Fu.

Liu Chong is a tool for him.

Yan Qing looked slightly sinking, looking at the yellow rune lying on the ground, even the fate of the murderer today has been changed. The person who should die more than ten years ago has lived to the present.

What do this person want to do?
Chapter completed!