The son-in-law of the stunning president

"You, you, don't come here!"

Seeing that he was coming towards him, Yao Momo scratched his hands in fright, and finally grabbed his hairpin and pointed it at Tang Chen in his hand, as if it was a weapon.

Tang Chen couldn't laugh or cry, walked over and slapped her hairpin aside: "Don't make trouble, why are you so crazy?"

Yao Momo's snot and tears flowed together: "You, you are a pervert, you touch, touch. What are you doing with my sister's minced meat?"

What kind of bullshit is this?If you put it in normal times, there are grammatical problems in this sentence.

But now Tang Chen understood what she meant, and knew that she had misunderstood her behavior.

Dang waved his hands: "I'm just observing, to see what the real cause of your sister's death is."

Yao Momo said, "What did you see?"

Tang Chen joked: "She died from the explosion from her own body."

"Inside?" Yao Momo said in horror, "Yes, was someone poisoned him? I saw scenes like this in movies, such as chemical bombs or something."

Tang Chen shook his head: "No, in the case of chemical bombs, burn marks can be seen on the explosion surface, but there are no traces of burn and corrosion on the explosion surface of your sister. Do you know what this means?"

Yao Momo's nose was running down his mouth, and he looked at Tang Chen stupidly, not knowing what to say.

Tang Chen knew that she was too stimulated, so he immediately said: "I shouldn't have told you about this, so don't ask."

"No! You, please explain clearly, what exactly do you mean?"

Tang Chen was helpless: "It means that strictly speaking, your sister was not killed by the bomb, but her body was instantly crushed by the violently inflated gas. She was... um, bloated to death."

Yao Momo was stunned: "This, how is this possible? Could it be some kind of disease?"

Tang Chen shook his head, this is definitely not a disease, who has ever seen a disease that can explode?

Lu Qiaonan excitedly said: "Then, Qianqian's death has nothing to do with me? If I didn't ask her to get up to answer the question..."

Tang Chen looked at her excited look and nodded: "It really has nothing to do with you. Even if you didn't wake her up at that time, this would have been the result, so don't think too much about it."

Lu Qiaonan's expression relaxed for a while, as if he had let go of a heavy burden in his heart.

But soon she remembered her poor boyfriend again, and her expression became depressed again.

Tang Chen frowned slightly, threw off the two girls and jumped out of the classroom in an instant, before running away without a trace.

The two sisters were stupid on the spot, why, why did they just run away without a trace?
At that moment, the two girls thought that some terrible monster was about to appear, and they fled into the office together in fright, closing the door tightly.

Of course, if monsters really appeared, such a broken wooden door would be useless.

In fact, there was no danger at all. Tang Chen's sudden departure was only because the Prisoner Dragon Formation grabbed something.

On the fifth floor, the thing was struggling desperately. Tang Chen was worried that the prisoner dragon array would not be able to catch it, so he hurriedly rushed upstairs.

He rushed to a classroom on the fifth floor in one breath, and at a glance, he saw the black mist tightly bound by countless silk threads of true origin protruding from the air.

"Hmph, can't catch you this time?" Tang Chen chuckled and strode forward.

The Prison Dragon Formation is a formation launched by the source of truth. Once the target is caught, the source of truth will be scattered in the target's body, causing the target to lose the ability to act and resist.

Normally, no matter whether it is a strange beast or a human warrior monk, once caught by the prisoner dragon formation, it will be impossible to break free.

The same is true for this black mist group.

When Tang Chen passed by, this thing was twisting its cotton candy-like body and constantly changing its shape, as if trying to break free from the silk thread of the true source and escape.

However, its efforts are obviously in vain. The real silk thread is not an ordinary rope, it will constantly change shape as it changes, and there is no way to escape it.

Hei Wu seemed to be able to see Tang Chen, and when he came to her side and raised a hand, Hei Wu immediately fell silent.

Although this thing has no eyes, Tang Chen felt as if it was staring at him.

"Come on, let me see what you are." Tang Chen carefully pressed his palm on the black mist, and the real source waved, peeling off the black mist covering it layer by layer.

Tang Chen was a little dumbfounded by what was peeled off at the end. This is...

Under the black mist, there were no ferocious monsters, let alone some strong human beings. What was exposed was actually a purple gourd.

gourd?What the hell is this?There are also strange beasts that look like gourds?

Tang Chen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered a phenomenon recorded in Xianfan Nine Revolutions.

The monk's personal space.

Yes, it is the portable space. When monks need to store things, they initially rely on storage treasures like Qiankun rings.

But as the strength of the monks continues to improve, a kind of independent space will gradually be opened up in their bodies. Once this time comes, the monks will no longer need to rely on storage treasures.

And the monks who can open up such a space are usually those who have reached a very high level of cultivation, at least equivalent to the existence of a martial saint.

Tang Chen is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from this realm.

And this kind of space usually disappears automatically after the monk dies.

But there are a few exceptions, for example, if there are heavy treasures in the space, or if a powerful monk still has the energy to maintain it before he dies, this will allow this type of space to exist for a long time.

But without the master's space, it will just wander around unconsciously, possibly appearing anywhere in the world.

This mirage secret realm is likely to be a monk space that has lost its owner.

The reason why Tang Chen made such a judgment was precisely because of this weird gourd that appeared in front of him.

This thing is obviously a treasure, a treasure left in his own space by a dead monk.

Because of the passage of time, coupled with the abundance of real sources in the space, the treasure gradually produced its own weapon spirit, that is, the black mist dumpling.

The treasure has a spirit, which shows that this treasure is absolutely extraordinary!
Tang Chen held the gourd in his hands very excitedly, and immediately felt a very strong sense of resistance, as if the gourd was unwilling to fall into his hands.

There was also a trace of contempt in the sense of resistance, obviously he didn't think Tang Chen was qualified to be its new owner.

Tang Chen held the gourd firmly and said, "Can you understand what I'm saying?"

There was no response, and Hulu was still resisting and struggling.

It seems that the other party can't understand his words, which is not surprising, it has not been refined, because the spirit formed by chance is likely to not have enough IQ...