It was four:30 in the morning, and the countdown to the fairy tale night was twelve hours and thirty.

Feng Rong and Yiling were speechless after receiving the speculation about Tao Youjing's personality transfer from the field team of the General Office. This Cong Lan is not Cong Lan Hua Qi or Hua Qi, or Hua Qi, and even the Pope may throw away his body and run to others. Feng Rong also knew that Luo Cheng was also involved in this matter. First, he played a defiance record on Luo Cheng and then scheming Tao Youjing. Now even Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong and others ignored him. They admitted that Tao Youjing invited people from the Ling Security Bureau to come over, but they didn't care. The "original sin" organization was becoming more and more rampant. When Tao Youjing decided to take Hua Qi to participate in the fairy tale night, Yiling was invited by "original sin" to kill Tao Youjing, Feng Rong and Yiling pulled Ai Tianjun to Lin Yingkong for a change of action plan for a long time before they went back to their room to rest.

Feng Rong slept peacefully, but Yiling didn't dare to sleep anymore. The Demon King Lin had already hit him just now. If he dared to sleep in the same room with the minister, he would just wait to make the soul-fried divine split red lotus, haha.

The two "hehe" were breeze and the meaning implied was terrifying. Even Yiling, who was planning to throw the jar, felt a cold sweat and slap. Although the minister said indifferently that one bed and the other was hit on the floor, it could prevent the sudden attack of the "original sin" person from coming, but Yiling still insisted... cough, went to sleep on the sofa - otherwise he would always feel that he would definitely be made worse than death by Assistant Lin...

After lying for a while, he didn't fall asleep. Yiling got up and poured a glass of boiled water and drank slowly. The field staff had regulations that they should not drink when they went out, but they would always encounter some scenes where they had to drink. During the tea party just now, Yiling was willing to drink two or three cups, and received a bunch of messy messages. Yiling felt a little dizzy, so she sat down and drank a glass of water, and cleared her thoughts. Many of the supernatural creatures who were good at reading the mind did not die naturally.

Instead, he collapsed and died after being exposed to others' dark psychology for a long time. Yiling had a little racial advantage. Most of the creatures in the demon race are not as sentimental as humans, so he lives a comfortable life, but occasionally he feels a little upset, especially those members of the "original sin" organization he comes into contact with. The malice in his heart is even more terrifying than the evil ghosts. Yiling almost thought that he had wandered around in the eighteenth level of hell and saw a bunch of living devils, so he naturally was not in a good mood.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening and closing sounded. Although it was slight, it was still very obvious in the quiet early morning. Yiling, who was in the enemy camp, was very alert. He tightened his body and turned his head to look, but saw the young man with emerald green eyes walking out of the room. There was only a small desk lamp on the living room. The hazy light fell on him. His shimmering eyes looked a little weird. His face was not as beautiful as a real person. However, his sleeves were wrapped up, and his flexible and strong muscles were revealed, which made it obvious that this was not a man with a look of appearance. On the contrary, his body contained the power of even sealing his face to avoid his sharp edge. It was terrifying and sometimes out of control. Even if the eight members of the field team of the General Office regarded him as a child, they never underestimated his power.

However, Yi Ling didn't know Han Lu's identity, but just regarded him as a demon clan with a strange aura that had not appeared in the world for many years - it might also be a half-demon. Anyway, Yi Ling felt that his spiritual power was a bit strange - he thought he should be quite powerful, but it seemed too simple, which inevitably made people feel a little worried...

"Why aren't you sleeping?" When Yi Ling saw that it was him, he relaxed his tense nerves and then suddenly collapsed again. His face was covered with a slight redness, and he was dull and didn't know what to say.

It is not a big deal that Yi Ling had such a reaction. This is because he wanted to protect the minister and cover him. Yi Ling did not hesitate to use Han Lu and his beauty to minimize Feng Rong's presence. However, although there is a little intention of serving the minister within the Ling Law Enforcement Department, Han Lu just named him, and Feng Rong did not formally explain his tasks. Yi Ling knew that Han Lu's identity was a little embarrassed when he saw Han Lu used by him. And the other is because Han Lu heard that he could read the mind during the day.

Later, he actually offered to let him read his mind. If he was an ordinary human, he could still be said to be ignorant. However, in the supernatural world, the behavior of actively letting someone with a mind-reading ability contact is tantamount to a peerless beauty who took off all her clothes and asked for love in front of you. Yiling was shocked at that time. After all, he still remembered that Han Lu was very simple and might not know these potential meanings, so he refused very hard - it was not that he had any thoughts about Han Lu, but that he felt normal when a loser met a beauty confessing. Even though he knew that this was a misunderstanding, he still had a subtle feeling of secret joy in his heart...

Well, I always feel that he has taken advantage of Han Lu. If Ai Tianjun knows, he will be beaten to death in minutes. There is Lin Yingkong in front and Ai Tianjun behind. He really can't go back alive from this mission, right?

Han Lu didn't know Yi Ling's entanglement, so he sat with him. Yi Ling was sleeping on the couch, and she sat there when she got up to drink water. When Han Lu leaned over, the big sofa seemed a little cramped when two big men sat together. Yi Ling subconsciously moved a little to the side. He was not wearing gloves now, and changed into a looser clothes because of sleeping. If he met the other party, it would be awkward. He was still very careful not to infringe on the privacy of his companions and strangers.

Han Lu seemed not to notice his deliberate dodging, blinked and said, "I can't sleep."

"Oh." Yi Ling was not sure, so should he say he couldn't sleep, and then the two of them chatted and talked?

As a result, Han Lu said, "My brother fell asleep, so tell me a story."

Yiling: "..."

Yi Ling, who looked confused, asked subconsciously: "Why?"

Han Lu blinked her eyes again, and her long eyelashes flashed, which made her faint. "When you can't sleep, you have to listen to the story at the bedside."

"..." Yi Ling was still a little confused, "So what?"

Han Lu said, "So tell me a story."

Yiling: "..." It's not right. Why did your brother fall asleep and ask me to tell you a story? Is this a catching a strong man or a sacrificial man?

Although Yiling was still confused, under Han Lu's green eyes, few people could refuse his request. Yiling had to rack his brains to think about what story is suitable for telling before bedtime. However, he is a demon clan, and the bedtime story of the demon world is completely unsuitable. So he thought for a long time before he said: "A long time ago, there was a king who had three daughters... The king said, you don't love me at all, and the youngest daughter said, I love you, just like I love salt. The king was furious and thought that his little daughter did not love him, so he asked someone to take her to the forest to execute her..."

Han Lu said thoughtfully: "Why is the king angry?"

Yiling, who was trying hard to tell this fairy tale he had heard, subconsciously said: "It's probably because he thinks salt is cheap and doesn't fit his identity."

Han Lu nodded in a vague sense of salt he saw in the supermarket two days ago.

Yiling continued: "The queen couldn't bear to hide her little daughter in a huge candlestick, and then the candlestick was bought by the prince of another country... The prince fell in love with the little daughter who jumped out of the candlestick, and told his parents that he wanted to marry a candlestick... The prince's parents invited the little daughter's father and made a table of salt-free dishes for him to eat... Finally, the king realized that the little daughter loved her, so they reconciled and lived a happy life from then on."

Yi Ling finished telling the story in a dry manner, but found that Han Lu did not mean to sleep, but was silent for a while before asking, "What is the name of this story?"

Yiling recalled, "Love Father Like Salt."

Han Lu said seriously: "Then I love Jingzhe very much, just like I love salt."

Yiling listened to this very combination name and asked with a smile: "Is Jingzhe your father?" But isn't Ai Tianjun adopted son of Xing Jun, the previous owner of Haikuo's organization. Han Lu called him brother, isn't he another adopted son of Xing Jun?

Han Lu held his chin, "You can say that, although I was not born to him."

Yiling didn't understand the relationship between Han Lu and Xing Jun. "You can tell him this story and tell you that you love him very much." It would be the same if you were not your biological child.

Han Lu showed a hint of loneliness, shook her head and said, "Then I want to go to his tombstone and say it, but Assistant Lin said he couldn't hear it." Because Qin Bianhai had been reincarnated.

Yi Ling was stunned and thought he had figured out the joints. Xing Jun also passed away not long ago. As for Jingzhe, what might be Han Lu’s nickname for him, but after thinking it out, he would not be able to comfort him. Yi Ling had to say, "Are you sleepy? Why don’t I tell you another story?"

Han Lu suddenly laughed, her bright smile was so dazzling, "Okay."

"..." Yiling wanted to say, can you stop laughing, he... he is a good-looking party and can't hold it!

Yiling told Han Lu three stories in a row, but he was still energetic. When Yiling finally couldn't help but urge him to go to bed, Han Lu said innocently: "When you are busy, I fell asleep at twelve o'clock. After you have enough sleep, I can't sleep."

Yi Ling: "...=blood=!" It turns out that he was cheated by Han Lu's natural black again!

Before he could think deeply, Han Lu said, "Why did they live happily together at the end of the fairy tale? Is there no tragic ending?"

"Because the story at the end of the tragedy is not suitable for children..." Yiling replied casually, and as he spoke, he suddenly stopped and a thought flashed through his mind.

The love between Tao Youjing and Hua Qishi used to be like a beautiful fairy tale, but Hua Qishi may not have exposed the beautiful coat of this story and created a tragic fairy tale. This is equivalent to the "original sin" Pope beat Tao Youjing with his superior skills. So, the Pope has spent so much effort to deal with Tao Youjing, why did he ask him to kill the other party? Is it just because Luo Cheng admires Tao Youjing?
Chapter completed!