Urban Omnipotent Son-in-law

"Monan?"

Jiang Li almost subconsciously said a name.

"It's broken!"

Monan is guilty, dare not stay on their own, in an instant back to the office.

"Where is director Mo?" After hearing Jiang Li's voice, they both looked around, but didn't see Mo Nan. They all gave Jiang Li a strange look.

"It's all right, I just yelled."

Jiang Li said with a bitter smile.

The feeling of being watched suddenly disappeared, and she knew that she had guessed right. However, the guy hid so fast that he didn't respond to her at all, which made her understand that his intention was to feed the dog again

"Hoo, I'm scared to death."

Back in the office, Monan breathed.

"What are you afraid of?"

Long Xu you raised his head and gave him a teasing look.

Mo Nan in the heart is surprised, arrived oneself body side Rao a circle, just stunned a way: "did you hear?"

"Naturally." Chang Xu said with a smile.

Facing Mo Nan's surprised eyes, he explained:

"Although I have no realm, I know martial arts. There are all kinds of strange martial arts in the world. It's not difficult to hear the conversation outside through a door."

Frankly speaking, the same realm, the same body, in his hands, can play a stronger strength than Monan.

This is due to experience and accumulation.

Mo Nan looked at him suspiciously and was more sure:

"This old thing was not a good bird at the beginning!"

Otherwise, what do normal people do to cultivate these martial arts?

Instead, Chang Xu suddenly fell into memory and advised him with regret:

"Boy, I don't like persuading people in my life. People have their own lives. It's their own destiny to do what they do and bear the consequences."

"But this time, I have to advise you."

"The most difficult thing to accept is beauty, but the most important thing is beauty. In the end, if you miss someone else, you miss yourself."

Mo Nan: "I'm not sure."

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"I can't see that you are not serious, and you are also a person with a story. Why don't you tell me another day?"

"Think for yourself."

But Chang Xu didn't continue to talk to him. He gave him a white look and looked back at the writer on the bed. He didn't want to continue to persuade him.

Next second.

Just listening to some obscure words coming out of his mouth, the pronunciation is difficult to understand, and it seems that these sounds themselves have an ancient flavor, which makes people feel strange and atmospheric.

The writer, who has been sleeping for many days, finally has a reaction.

Wisps of black gas came out of him, mainly on his limbs and head, and was finally absorbed by the paper men.

In a flash, the paper men seemed to be corrupted, turned yellow and black. Finally, they seemed to be burned out and scattered by the wind coming in from the window.

There are still some black Qi that has not been completely removed from the writer's body, but after being led out by Changxu, you can see with the naked eye that the curse is lying on the writer's body like a dragon. Except for his face, it is everywhere on his body. It looks ferocious.

"It's done!"

Long Xu clap hands, long Shu a airway:

"As I expected, the curse is hard to get rid of unless the caster is found."

"I've just slowed down the erosion of his curse. In a few months, he will be the same as he was in these days."

"That's enough."

Monan sighed.

What he promised Jiang Li was to let the writer live through the past few months soberly, otherwise he would be in a coma and suffer from torment in half a dream, and life would be worse than death.

"By the way, how can I get back into my body?"

At last, Mo Nan took a look at his body.

Chang Xu didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, he woke up and said, "you don't need to do anything. As long as I withdraw from your consciousness, you will return to your body."

"Now?"

"Well."

Chang Xu agreed.

Almost at the same time that he promised, Monan felt as if an invisible big hand had grasped him and wanted to take him somewhere. After a moment of dizziness, when he woke up, he had regained control of his body.

Mo Nan shook hands, took two steps, and suddenly said with emotion:

"I understand you now. I'll go to help you find the Taoist master as soon as I'm done."

He has already experienced the state of spiritual consciousness, so he can't joke as casually as before.

It should be said that the experience is novel, but it has no sense of smell, no touch, and no body. It's easy to get lost in the feeling of being light and not touching the ground.

Gradually forget who you are, and then forget everything completely.

It's hard for him to imagine how Changxu persisted for so many years“ Thank you. That's true. I owe you a favor. " He said thanks calmly and was busy. For Chang Xu, his spiritual consciousness consumed a lot again, and he fell into a deep sleep. Mo Nan checked the writer's body and found that he was recovering. He was really relieved. He went to the door and called the three people outside“ How's the vice president? " Jiang Wei asked as soon as he came in. Just outside the door, he didn't say a word. He was always worried about the writer“ I'm glad I didn't Mo Nan smiles, looks at Jiang Li and grins“ Really? " Excited, Jiang Li quickly walks to the bed and finds that although grandfather's breath is still weak, it becomes stable. For a moment, he doesn't know how to thank Mo Nan“ Or, when Grandpa wakes up, I'll treat you to a big meal! " The eyes of Jiang Limu are full of expectation. Mo Nan was stunned and then shook his head with a smile: "forget it, Bingqing... You know, I don't want to be too far away from her recently."“ It doesn't matter. " With a stiff face, Jiang Li said with a smile: "just in time, I haven't seen Mr. Su for a long time. If you take her out, I may be able to enlighten you." Mo Nan: "this Ni Zi forces so tightly, he really can't think of a reason to shirk, depressed for a while, just thinking of promise. But after Jiang Li understood his meaning, he took the initiative to be dissatisfied, waved his hand and said, "cut, I seldom take the initiative to ask someone."“ If you don't like it, forget it“ It's really something Monan scratched his head and laughed. He stayed in the room with the three people for a while. The main reason was that he told the writer what to pay attention to when he woke up. When the three people remembered, he left the bar first. Roughly speaking, it will take two days for the writer to wake up. It's unnecessary to keep waiting here“ Then I won't send you. " Jiang Li saw that he was going to leave. He had already got up, but the next moment he found that the old rascal had raised his hand. He immediately changed his mouth and forced out a smile“ Well, don't give it away. " Monan nodded and strode out of the bar. He was too embarrassed to stay with Jiang Li. In particular, Jiang Li's desire to talk and stop is clearly behind the strange scene outside the door just now. He wants to find out something with him. The old hooligan hasn't figured out how to answer.