"I still want to know 'how could it be'," Baili Mengyan sneered. "At best, I have known the dark lair for a long time, eight or nine years. In the first two years, I was too lazy to look at him. Later, in the past few years, we met either a fuss or had nothing to say. When we knew he was my brother, I almost didn't kill him. Now he didn't even dare to see me... or you want to say that he liked me," Baili Mengyan's mocking meaning faded, "You really should look at the way he looked at me before. The me in his eyes were different. He didn't understand me. How could I understand him?"

Lin Yingkong was a little stunned when he heard this, and then said after a while: "At least, he likes you..."

"He doesn't like it, or he doesn't like it anymore," Baili Mengyan said confidently, and then said in a subtle tone: "Also, liking is different from trust. I never understand what he is thinking. If he doesn't tell me, I'm not interested - don't look at me like this, he knows, I've always told him like this."

Lin Yingkong frowned and stared at Baili Mengyan, feeling that this was completely different from what he had imagined. Although he liked the minister, he would not deliberately explore the matter between him and Baili Mengyan. Good education made him think that respect was the basic requirement for the permanent shelf life of both parties. Moreover, Feng Rong was also silent on this matter, but the development of the situation obviously made Lin Ying's bearish panic. He didn't expect Baili Mengyan to reject his request so without hesitation, "So what?" Are you just watching the minister be trapped in the memories, heading towards death day by day?

"I won't deliberately not save Qianxu because of something, nor will I feel guilty for finding Sansheng Box to trade. I just can't help him. Lin Yingkong, he is kind to me, but from the past to now, I can never give what he wants."

He spoke frankly and straightforwardly. Zero Degree Bingyan has never been a tactful person. At this time, Lin Yingkong's eloquence was no room for performance in front of him.

After a moment of silence, Baili Mengyan suddenly said, "To be honest, instead of coming to me to waste time, why haven't you ever thought of bringing him back in person?"

The surprise in Lin Yingkong's eyes was completely false. It should be said that from entering this small villa, his expression was not well controlled for a moment, "Me?"

"I don't know what his circle is like. I even hear more about his life from others. I don't know anything other than that, but," Baili Mengyan said, "You are the first person he mentioned in front of me and the only person to mention details."

...

Feng Fenghuohuo rushed to City M, and returned to headquarters from City M. City. When Lin Yingkong came out of the teleportation array, the dust and fatigue on his body were obvious. Fei Rong couldn't help but frown and muttered: "Assistant Lin, you should have a sleep."

Lin Yingkong was still gentle and steady, and smiled at her standing at the door of the teleportation array. A smile was enough to cover up a lot of things, "I will."

The person waiting here with Fei Rong was Cheng Xiaodai. He couldn't wait to ask: "Assistant Lin, have you been looking for someone who can save the minister? Have you found it?"

"Absolutely...Don't worry, it's okay," Lin Yingkong said ambiguously, and immediately changed the subject, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, by the way," Fei Rong remembered the reason why she pulled Cheng Xiaodai and waited here, "Assistant Lin, uncle said he wanted to see you."

The "uncle" in Fei Rong's mouth only refers to Xing Jun - the ordinary human being called the intelligence artist in the supernatural world, a pianist who travels between the human world and the supernatural world to do intelligence business.

Xing Jun is almost forty years old, but every time he sees him, he feels that he has not changed much from before. He still has long hair, melancholy temperament, and a weak body that supports a tough soul. When he smiles slightly, there are fine lines on the corners of his eyes, like the indentation on the blooming flowers, and the wind and frost remaining by the years.

"There happened to be a tour in City K these days, so I came to see you," Xing Jun gently shook the black tea in the bone porcelain cup in the teahouse on the open rest area on the third floor of the headquarters building. "I have also heard about Minister Darkness."

Lin Yingkong was not surprised at all how he "heard" him. "It seems I don't have to worry about why I explained to you why your bill was not settled last month. Do you want to meet the minister?"

"Forget it, I still prefer the secret minister who signed the bill for me," Xing Jun said half-jokingly. After seeing the heavy lifting between his eyebrows, he pushed a folder at hand. "In addition, this is some situations related to your previous mission - even in Peach Blossom Land, there will be Tao Yuanming who will misplace it."

Lin Yingkong was not polite, so he picked it up and opened it on the spot, then looked at Xing Jun in surprise, because the field team of the General Office had investigated the details of Zunyu Kingdom and Zunyu Village before and after performing this mission, but neither was as detailed as Xing Jun's, "This..."

Xing Jun shook his head without explanation, and said, "Actually, I don't know if these things are useful to you. As far as I know, the people who have entered Zunwu Village in the past few decades have come out unscathed, and they are carrying a realistic doll on them. That thing may really help you. They have become rich and romantic, earn a lot of money, and fly around the world. However, after a few years, they will die or disappear for various reasons. No one will see those dolls after the accident... As for the situation of Minister of the Darkness and several members of your bureau, it seems that they are still individual cases."

——In other words, did things start to turn around after the Three Life Box appears?

I won't mention whether the information given by Xing Jun is useful. At least everyone in the field team of the General Office understood one thing, that is, in addition to leaving a remnant thought on the land of Zunyu Village, some broken souls were dispersed, allowing Erbo's group of dolls to survive for thousands of years. Kong Ling happened to use some formation to discover his soul fluctuations. He thought he had not died completely, so he let the dolls go out with the humans who broke in by mistake and collected some soul fragments of the Son of God.

Then he came back, and if he persisted day by day, he actually gave the Son of God the chance to "resurrect". Luo Cheng's group of people didn't know what they wanted to do, so he mixed in and encouraged the Son of God who hoped Kong Ling would not continue to go to the Spirit Security Bureau, and then provoked Kong Ling to attack them with soul magic and the Three Life Box. Finally, he stuck the fragments of the Son of God's soul to Feng Rong to absorb his spiritual power, seriously injured his soul, and left him with almost no self-protection in front of memories.

"Uncle checked it very carefully," Fei Rong sighed after reading these materials, but was a little discouraged, "But why are we so unlucky?" If Kong Ling just wanted to give them a doll of bad luck, they would definitely be able to flatten him into a pig's head, but it was a soul magic, and he even secretly stepped on the weakness of the minister... God knows what the weakness of the minister who fell asleep directly was.

"I don't know if it's unlucky, but that bastard Luo Cheng must be plotting against us," Zhu Mengtian sneered, "When I catch him, I will let me go. If I don't give him a flower red everywhere, I won't be named Zhu!"

"I'm the one!" Cheng Xiaodai raised his hand.

"Add me one too." Di Bingqiao wiped a scalpel and yelled twice.

Fei Rong tskated, "Can you miss my one?"

E Jingbai asked him why Yan Mi, who was so busy recently, replied with a message, raised her eyes and said, "Address."

Zhu Mengtian was dissatisfied, "Do you have to snatch it from me?"

Ding Youlan said weakly: "I thought he was Assistant Lin..."

Team members: "..." Well, no one can grab this.

Lin Yingkong did not participate in their discussion, and only said after they were strangely silent: "Bingqiao, let's prepare."

What to prepare is naturally self-evident. Everyone in the field team of the General Office widened their eyes. Di Bingqiao stood up and said seriously: "The specific time?"

Lin Yingkong said: "Tomorrow is noon." In a coma, if you can't control yourself, the ability of the water system's alien ability person to seal the body will decrease, and your external defense will also decrease.

"This is no problem, we are ready at any time!" Di Bingqiao replied, then glanced at him, "But, is the candidate..."

Lin Yingkong closed his eyes and opened them again, there was no special emotion in his eyes, "I."

Everyone has an unplanned but expected feeling.

Because Lin Yingkong himself is a major in soul magic, he does not need to do any training and can basically go lightly at any time. When the medical team is fully prepared, Lin Yingkong and Feng Rong, who is still asleep, stay alone in a special room. He took care of Feng Rong's messy forehead hair, and suddenly felt a sense of unpredictable heaviness.

Not long ago, he was asking if the minister would save him if the person lying here was him. However, he would have thought that the seemingly impeccable Feng Rong would fall down in the end?

"I said, no matter what, I will not attack you," Lin Yingkong lay on the hospital bed that was side by side with him, held Feng Rong's hand, gently branded a kiss on the back of his hand, and then slowly crossed his fingers and clasped them together, "What about you, Minister?"

He asked softly, but he could not hear the echo. Only the fine sound of the instruments running in the whole room was echoing. Lin Yingkong suddenly realized that although Feng Rong didn't say much, when he didn't say a word, the whole world was so quiet, so quiet that it was a bit panicking. He couldn't help but hold Feng Rong's hand tightly, smiling and said, "Although this is impolite, I really want to participate in your past. Sometimes I wonder if I met you earlier, and now I can be with you openly, and I won't let Mr. Baili decide to let me pull you back..." His smile faded a little, but something in his eyes became firm. "Then even if I'm a rogue this time, Minister, give me a chance-"

"——I will watch your past, I will participate in your future, and memories will no longer become your weakness."

A gentle voice was still echoing in the room. Lin Yingkong had already held Feng Rong's hand tightly, closed his eyes, and his soul broke out and sank into Feng Rong's body.
Chapter completed!