Step Back! Master is Here!

An An's face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and the shard of the black whirlwind Li Yan's life was broken.

It's okay to replace it with other handsome and handsome men's life pieces. There are so many handsome men in fantasy, she just took out a Li Yan.

And Li Yan has something to do with that dream ghost!

Obviously the goods claim to be Cao Cao.

An An had ten thousand words to vomit, and Tang Luo's staff collapsed when she first saw her.

At the same time, he wanted to take out two axes to chop people, and An An regretted it. Why did he take the door panel and why did he take the chopping block later?

If you think about it, isn't this Li Li's style of combat?

At that time, it should be empty-handed-wait, if it is really related to the combat style, if it is empty-handed, it will not become the Wusong's life pattern of "hand tearing big bug"?

An An felt the malice from the "gods".

In this game of gods and demons, the people being played are their bitter players, gods and demons walking!

The dark-faced Emperor Ou, dragging his tired body back to the room to rest, said that a good talk would make people feel relaxed?

What about professional compassionate monks who say good compassion?

Within five minutes, An An made a slight snoring noise.

From entering the mission world to now, it is only a little more than 24 hours.

Entered last night, and up to now, the whole day's experience can be described as ups and downs.

Half-headed monster corpse, weird corridor voice, painted Pichuan Shangjiangzi, betrayed true pervert steward and his team, and evil spirits in dreams.

This day feels countless times longer than any day in life.

Relax completely, and the exhaustion will follow the tide.

An An woke up staggered, and touched it, but it was not the usual mobile phone, and her eyes were lost for a while, then she was gradually awake.

Yes, this is not the real world she is familiar with, but the dangerous mission world.

She is a demon who needs to live for thirty days and return after completing her mission.

Get out of bed, wash, and change into casual clothes that are easy to move. An An opened the door and was about to leave. He ran back to the bed and picked up the two chopping boards.

The moment I held it, I felt so familiar.

Li Yan's life style seems to have played a role.

"Woke up?"

In the living room, Tang Luo was reading a novel from the study. Li casually and Chu Zhongtian sat on the other side, closing their eyes and keeping their souls.

The scene looks very peaceful, provided that the blood in the living room and a messy scene are ignored.

"Um." An An nodded in the face of Tang Luo's polite words.

"Let's go, eat first, then go to my house, then go to his house." Tang Luo casually dropped the novel.

"Eat?" An An froze.

"Aren't you hungry?" Tang Luo asked.

"Hungry." How could I not be hungry, tossing for most of the night, now it is 12 noon, and my stomach is already hungry.

"Of course you need to eat when you are hungry," said Tang Luo. "As a young lady, you should be rich."

"I'll get it, wait a minute." An An ran back upstairs again.

A few minutes later, the black luxury car slowly left the villa.

Li casually held the steering wheel and assumed the role of driver-among him, he and Tang Luo could drive.

Although in a weak state, there is no problem driving a car.

"Uncle ... would you not be in trouble like this?" Chu Zhongtian, the co-pilot, was nervous.

On the steering wheel in front of Li, there was also a map, which was the latest version of the town.

The world of this task is no worse than the real world, and the level of technology is a little backward. Although the luxury car has a navigation system, it is quite complicated to operate.

At least for Li casual, it is easier to see the map.

"No." Li casually raised his head, driving dangerously that he couldn't learn, "just drive a car."

Normal and smooth driving, basic operation.

Chu Chongtian's worries were obviously superfluous. With Yu Guang, and occasionally raising his head, Li casually drove the car safely to the rental house in Tangluo after everyone had a rather hearty lunch.

Why is it nearby because everyone saw a police car parked there.

A police officer was standing outside the house, saying something to Xintian Chun, and a small old man with a short cock.

If nothing is wrong, the little old man should be the owner of the house, what's his name ...

Don't know, others are even less likely to know.

"Here you come?" Li frowned casually.

"Not necessarily. I'll get in touch first." Tang Luo said, opened the door and got out of the car, walking towards the four people standing and talking with a relaxed expression.

The reason for not contacting the official is to avoid extravagance.

If not, the two sides will conflict, and the official armed forces will also become a threat to survival.

Such things must have happened many times during the mission.

Otherwise, how did it come to cut through the rude hierarchical division of the modern battlefield into the fourth order?

But official power can also help.

For this task, from a certain point of view, it is probably a very interesting experience to see if the shelling ghost can be realized.

As far as Tang Luo is concerned, in most cases, it is an attitude of neither deliberate exclusion nor deliberate approach. In brief, it is still the word "suiyuan".

"Is anything happening?" Master Tang, who was very close, asked in the past.

"Ah, Teacher Tang ..." Xin Tianchun, who first saw Tang Luo, was taken aback.

He shouldn't have asked this question, right?

"You were yesterday ..." said the little old landlord. "Is something wrong with the school?"

The two police officers thought for a moment and asked, "Are you a teacher at Kana High School?"

"Yes," Tang Luo said, "I took two students for a home visit yesterday morning. I didn't expect the school to have an accident. Can you tell me what happened?

"Something went wrong," the police officer said vaguely. "If the teacher is all right, don't go to school for the time being."

"I know that," said Tang Luo, "what the **** happened, I didn't see any big news?"

"In fact, we don't know. Many people are in a coma, as if caused by some kind of loud noise." The police officer explained briefly, did not ask Tang Luo what he meant. The matter of Kana Senior High School should not be their area of ​​responsibility.

"Okay," said Tang Luo, "I thought I had come to ask me about the situation."

"We are just the bottom." A police officer said, "How can I ask such a big thing, if there is any information, go to the bureau to report it by yourself."

"Well, I want to know, is the salary paid during the break? Is it for the bottom?" Tang Luo asked.

"Uh-" The two police officers froze, well, normal human beings.

It's just that they don't know about this kind of thing, but they have never heard similar news. It is estimated that there is none.

"Sure enough, fortunately, I found a rich woman to take care of." Tang Luo was a little proud, with the appearance of "I have been prepared for a long time, or I will be pitted by you".

Kana High School even has such a wonderful teacher?

The two police officers found it no wonder that there were so many punks in that school.

The upper beam is not right.

As soon as the inquiry was finished, the two police officers left in a hurry, leaving Xintian Chun and the landlord old man.

"Ha ~" yawned and the old landlord was shaking away.

"Mrs. Xintian, what happened?" Tang Luo looked at Xintian Chun with a sad look on his face.

"My husband ..." Nitta said.

Xin Tianchun's husband, Xin Tian Tiansheng had an accident, a very weird accident.

Last night, Xintian Chun returned home and found that her husband had broken his right hand into countless small pieces—the kind where the bones and flesh were completely dried.

The corpse lies quietly at home, like a dead body that has died for countless years.

Only the clothes on his body proved his identity, and the way of death was extremely strange.

Then came the usual alarm and investigation.

It was just the last time to ask some more information, which meant that it was over.

For Xintian Chun, the next day is to wait for news, or never wait for news.

The two had no children, and at least she didn't have to explain to the child "where did dad go?"

"The poor monk read a curse for his death." After listening to the "story", Tang Luo put one hand on his chest, and the beam that was not right just now turned into a monk with the right path.

Quiet and peaceful, solemn.

"Before I was a teacher, I was a monk." Tang Luo explained a little.

"Okay." Ni Tianchun nodded.

Go to the "location of crime" and open the door that was hidden.

On the floor of the room, white humanoid stick figures, whether broken or dead, have been removed.

It took five minutes for Tang Luo to finish reading a spell of death, and he had a little thought in his mind.

"I plan to move." Xin Tianchun said behind Tang Luo.

"Well, it really should be moved." Tang Luo said, turning, and the sad look on Xintian Chun's face had disappeared.

"In fact, there is still a little bit of insurance money," said Xintian, fiddled with the hair in her ear, and approached Tang Luo.

Implied meaning is full.

"... Sorry, the poor monk is a monk." Tang Luo refused explicitly.

Think of some news that is not true: the number one search item on Sakurajima's search engine is "how to kill her husband to get insurance money."

What about Yamato Tetsuko? The world is too real.

"If you need it, please come to me anytime ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xin Tianchun left a phone call with a note.

Tang Luo watched her leave, walked outside his room door, and opened the door.

Lying on the bed and screaming, the dog called "Meow", ran to Tang Luo's feet, and hugged his head happily.

Tang Luo picked up Xiaotian Dog and asked, "Is there anything unusual last night?"

Xiaotian shook his head.

"Is the body still there?"

Xiao Tian Nodded.

"Okay, I'll take you to dinner later." Tang Luo threw the dog into the bed, no matter where she ran around, opened the closet, and took out his "monster suit".

Everyone, I am no longer a teacher!

Your master Xuanzang, come back!

Hiding his glasses and putting on a chic white monk robe, Tang Luo walked out of the door with his dog.