Nangong Jue asked: "What did he do when he comes back?"

Sun Bingbing's father just came back a week ago. Logically speaking, he should be going out to continue doing odd jobs and making money to drink and gamble.

Mo Jiayi shook his head, "Maybe the school teacher called him, and Sun Bingbing hadn't been to class for several days."

In fact, many people in the village knew that they were the two of them who took Sun Bingbing away. After all, Sun Peiqi bullied him with a group of children that day, and Nangong Jue and Mo Jiayi appeared. After they returned home, they must have told the adults at home.

However, it may be because the villagers had long been accustomed to Sun Bingbing's affairs. Except for Aunt Huang's question, no one in the village had inquired about this from beginning to end, as if Nangong Jue and others had left Sun Bingbing to the village for care.

It is impossible for the teachers in the village to know about this. If they really called Sun Bingbing's father back, they would probably be afraid of something wrong with others and were unwilling to take care of them, so they had to let those who could take care of them.

A child stayed in a group of temporary rented houses and did not show up for several days. If something really happened, they probably were afraid that they would not be able to shirk responsibility.

If it was a two-day ago or two days later, Nangong Jue and Mo Jiayi would be in the mood to argue with him about domestic violence, but now they are busy solving Huan Feng's problem, but Sun Bingbing's father came out and said that it would be lighter to cause trouble.

Sun Bingbing, who was sleeping, seemed to hear their voices, closed his eyes tightly, but unconsciously curled up the Son of God, vaguely showing a look of fear.

His father was like a nightmare. Even when he was unconscious, Sun Bingbing felt horrified when he heard someone mention him.

Nangong Jue looked at this scene and couldn't help but frown. He felt that his breathing became a little difficult, as if it was infected with Sun Bingbing's fear. He murmured: "If Xiu Ji and Mr. Gao are here, it will be easier."

Two agents can handle such trivial matters.

Mo Jiayi smiled. His external character is a cold male god, but he is not arrogant in private. He is much closer than Feng Rong. At most, he is a little lacking in patience and is easy to talk to most of the time. "I just let Lin Lin handle it. You should be used to not thinking about things with human thinking."

Linlin is a mountain monster. Compared with Nangong Jue's assistant Lao Jin, he can always use various methods to easily make Sun Bingbing's father shut up.

Nangong Jue was silent, looking at Mo Jiayi with a very complicated look, and there was even a bit of sadness in the complexity. But he was so beautiful that he showed such a state of emotion, which made people feel broken.

Mo Jiayi felt a little uncomfortable and unconsciously called out: "Nangong..."

Nangong Jue interrupted him and whispered: "From human thinking, even if I get closer to you, I will hug you, and with a not-human thinking, we are in the sky and the other is on the earth, then I am still willing to be a human..."

Whether it is hugging your thighs or climbing high branches, at least it is a place that is sufficient, but if it is in the supernatural world, Nangong Jue doesn't know how to get close to him.

After awakening the bloodline and ability of Meng Tui, the field team of the General Office once suggested that Nangong Jue change his job. After all, he ran around with Huan Feng's heart, which would be too easy to become the target of the Blood-Slaying Alliance attack.

But Nangong Jue did not agree because he could no longer find any way to get close to Mo Jiayi except for this job in the entertainment industry.

Now they are still far apart, but at least they are in the same circle. As long as Nangong Jue is willing to study, he can always see the opportunity to discuss with Mo Jia. Otherwise, where can he find Mo Jiayi?

In fact, Nangong Jue also knew that it was not good to say such things, as if he was pretending to be pitiful in front of Mo Jiayi. However, when he looked at Sun Bingbing, he could imagine that he was so weak and helpless. Even though so many years have passed, and even though he has worked so hard, he still seems to have made no progress and has never approached Mo Jiayi in the slightest.

——Maybe he will never be able to touch the person he loves in his life.

This perception suddenly defeated Nangong Jue. He tried his best to maintain his cold shell, his heart was strangled and bloody, and pain was trapped in his body, and even tears could not seep out.

His image in front of Mo Jiayi was already bad enough, like a poor ghost who was greedy for gold and silver. Nangong Jue gritted his teeth and did not let himself show a sad posture. He did not want to deepen this bad impression at Mo Jiayi's moment.

Nangong Jue moved his lips and wanted to say something, covering up the self-pitying words just now.

But he found that he suddenly couldn't make a sound, his lips moved in vain, and his throat seemed to have been taken away by something, and he couldn't even spit out a word.

Then Nangong Jue saw Mo Jiayi showing a surprised expression, suddenly stood up and grabbed his arm, pulled him away from the edge of the bed with force. Nangong Jue was like an outsider throughout the whole process, wanting to respond, but his body could not be controlled by himself.

The suffocation and pain spread from the chest cavity, and Nangong Jue finally realized that something was wrong with his body.

Mo Jiayi looked at Nangong Jue who was convulsing in pain and looked grim. While he was firmly fixing his twitching limbs, he shouted loudly that people outside came in to help.

When the field team of the General Office heard the voice, they rushed in and were startled by this scene. They took Xiaodai to jump from Feng Rong's arms to the ground, turned into an adult, and went up with Lin Yingkong to help Mo Jiayi.

It was time to say that, but in just a few dozen seconds, Nangong Jue was already in pain and fainted.

Sun Bingbing on the bed also moaned painfully in his sleep.

"Heart!" The room was not big, Fei Rong couldn't squeeze in. He saw blood oozing from the clothes on Nangong Jue's chest, and he shouted: "His heart!"

Mo Jiayi also smelled the smell of blood, raised his hand and tore open Nangong Jue's shirt, and suddenly saw a wound similar to that of Huan Feng on his chest!

"This..." Nangong Jue was actually injured in front of him, and Mo Jiayi couldn't help but be confused.

"Is it a resonance again?!" Cheng Xiaodai said in surprise.

Feng Rong held the suddenly violent pain in the forehead and felt the fluctuations in the air become more chaotic. "I'm not sure, but Nangong's emotions are very unstable... Sun Bingbing! Go and see how Sun Bingbing is!"

When Lin Yingkong heard this, he quickly turned around and looked at Sun Bingbing on the bed. He found that he seemed to be entangled by a nightmare and was whispering something, his face full of fear.

But Sun Bingbing was mute, and he could only sing out pale monosyllables in vain!

Bai Congqiu was sensing the flow of spiritual power in the air and finally found a certain line. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the air--

"Buzz--"

Everyone present seemed to be shocked, and Ding Youlan, who had the weakest spiritual power, took a breath.

Immediately, they saw Bai Congqiu grab a translucent "line" in his hand. The line was divided into three, connected to Fengrong, Sun Bingbing and Nangong Jue respectively!

"What the hell is this?" Fei Rong asked in surprise.

Feng Rong reached out to touch the line, but after a short time, he could only vaguely feel something flowing out along the line and flowing to Sun Bingbing.

"Is it a resonance?" Lin Yingkong asked the same question as he had just passed by Xiaodai.

Bai Congqiu showed an expression that was hard to describe, "What's wrong with this little dream tapir? Who gave him his training class? Why is it so easily affected by people..."

She Xun felt that he was talking nonsense and directly translated: "He was brought in by Sun Bingbing's emotions."

The members of the field team of the General Office showed a confused expression.

Then Cheng Xiaodai reacted and jumped and scolded: "The resonance between the naked spiritualists is not the minister's own patent at all. Why does Qien have to wait for our minister to attack?! He must have been deceived by Luo Cheng!!!"

When Xiaodai shouted, the others also recovered and showed an expression of "You are teasing me" on their faces.

If Qien knew that Nangong Jue could resonate with him, he would definitely not have been so much effort to deal with Feng Rong and offended a spiritual security bureau for nothing.

But Chien was so desperate that he probably got some information that made him feel that only doing this would be useful. So according to his past experience...

Needless to say, Qien was fooled by Luo Cheng again.

But, what does Luo Cheng mean to fool Qien like this?!

Mo Jia said with great utmost importance: "Don't analyze it, help Nangong, he looks very uncomfortable!"

"oh!"

Everyone took Nangong Jue out of Sun Bingbing's room and placed it in the living room. Bai Congqiu and Feng Rong took action together to suppress the spiritual power of the dream tapir in his body, which made Nangong Jue and Sun Bingbing no longer feel pain to the point of rolling.

Compared to the resonance between Feng Rong and Huan Feng, the effect between Nangong Jue and Sun Bingbing is similar to that of Yiling's mind reading. Meng Tui is good at building illusions. Sun Bingbing's pain serves as the cornerstone. In addition, Huan Feng's soul body is in his body, which suddenly pulls both of them into the same illusions, and another special resonance between them develops.

Of course, this kind of illusion is different from when Nangong Jue woke up before. It is a bit like a special aura, which only traps him and Sun Bingbing, and makes it difficult for outsiders to notice. When the connection between them deepens, it triggers a similar resonance to Feng Rong. Perhaps because Nangong Jue's spiritual power is insufficient, he is sharing the injuries on Huanfeng's body.

Mo Jiayi suddenly realized, "No wonder he was suddenly very disappointed..."

They thought Sun Bingbing, who was in a high fever, fell asleep, so they talked about his father in his ear, but Sun Bingbing's consciousness was probably awake, and fear detonated the spiritual power in his body that had just awakened for a while. In an instant, Nangong Jue, who was too close and had a special connection, brought to his emotional world...

Unexpectedly, Han Lu said coldly: "Brother Nangong is very sad when he sees you?"

Fei Rong was helping Nangong Jue deal with the sudden extra wound on his heart. He didn't raise his head when he heard this, saying, "Han Lu, what are you talking nonsense about the truth!"
Chapter completed!