Douluo: a deer

Chapter 69
into the night.

Qin Huan slept soundly on Lan Youyou's body...

Of course, in the form of a deer.

This is the result of Qin Huan's hard work.

After half pushing and half pushing, Lan Youyou finally agreed to sleep together.

Qin Huan wanted to cry but had no tears, who made him so dishonest just now, but when he woke up, he immediately turned his face and refused to recognize him.

But it's not a clever plan to boil the frogs in warm water. If they just sleep together every day, Lan Youyou will fall sooner or later.

Qin Huan set a small goal to sleep all the seven stars within a year.

According to the current progress (1/7), um... it should be considered as only half asleep.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!
Qin Huan had a sweet dream, wriggling on Lan Youyou's chest restlessly, drooling in disappointment.

In the dream, Lan Youyou only felt that she fell into the river, her chest was completely soaked, and an inexplicable sense of shame spread all over her body.

Different from the warmth of the station room, the night in Bailu City is cold, dead silent and vast.

On the top of the steep eaves, several figures jumped back and forth, their eyes were like eagles, and they would stop from time to time to observe the changes around them.

Without exception, this group of people had a gong hanging on their chests.

Since the implementation of the curfew in Dayan, the watchmen will be responsible for the security of the city at night.

First, night patrols are essential for watchmen to inspect hundreds of officials, and the people's livelihood is varied.

Second, in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the removal of the secret sentries of the enemy country had to be done quietly.

Third, every move of corrupt officials must be constantly monitored.

These trivial matters are naturally attributed to the watchmen, not only have to work night shifts, but also have a heavy workload.

"Boss, when do you think this day will be a boss!"

In the shadows at the entrance of the alley, a thin figure flashed. Looking at the heavy gong on his chest, he felt that it was an eyesore for a while.

"When did you hang a silver gong on your chest, isn't it heavier?"

A figure haunted the chimney on the roof and laughed.

"That's different. The silver gong has a hall, so it's good to just sit in it and rest, and the trivial matters will naturally be left to us hard-fated gongs." The thin man at the alleyway shook his head, disobedient.

"Then you have to be capable. Whenever you step into the Boneless Realm, you can also sit in the hall and drink tea." The figure on the chimney said, but his eyes were tightly squinted to observe the changes around him.

Use one heart and two!
The watchman's alertness has been specially cultivated, not much worse than that of a night owl. Some people say that the watchman's eyes are more accurate than the green cat's eyes at night.

"The shift will be changed in half an hour, cheer up!" The figure on the chimney looked back and reminded.

Today's night was much quieter than before, which made him a little uneasy.

There is also the sound of chirping birds in the sky. Don't these birds sleep?
"Boss, did you hear anything?" The man in the alley put his hands on his waist, the cold light was half out of its sheath.

"Sound?" A suspicious voice came from the roof.

Then he shouted in surprise, "No! It's the sound of birds!!"

when!
A loud smashing gong pierced the sky!
The next moment, there was the sound of countless birds flapping their wings in panic, chirping, hoarse and mocking!
Several figures leaped from the shadows to the highest point of the roof.

They raised their eyes and looked, dumbfounded and stunned.

The tide-like flock of birds covered the original night sky, and against the sporadic moonlight, it was possible to see clearly that the thick shadow was darker than the night.

"What is that!" A gong drew a knife and exclaimed.

No one could give them an answer, and while they were watching, the flock of birds swooped down in groups.

"Hide away!"

One after another figures rolled over and jumped off the roof, and the pitch-black flock of birds flew into the air, and then continued to chase down.

Just now, the Tonggong standing on the chimney sideways avoided the attack of more than a dozen birds, and swooped to a two-story house.

There's a half-closed window there!
With the force under his feet, the energy flowed under his feet, and his speed became a little faster, which is the magic of the eighth-grade energy.

Reaching out to climb up the window eaves, he rolled sideways and jumped directly into the room.

At this time, the flock of birds is slowly coming.

Tong Gong had sharp eyes and quick hands, and just before they were about to rush in, he had a dark air in his hand, and quickly grabbed a shadow, and he caught a shadow.

At the same time, another hand slammed the window shut.

It wasn't until the sound of "dong dong dong" and the sound of birds falling to the ground came from outside that Tonggong was relieved.

The glass is quite strong... Tongluo breathed a sigh of relief, and now he had time to spread his palms. Seeing this flying bird, Tongluo's eyes suddenly shrank.

In the center of the palm, the bird's petite body has been wrung out of shape by the force.

But the strange thing is that there is no blood spilled out, instead it is replaced by flying sawdust...

Qin Huan was woken up.

The clear "da da" sound echoed in this not-so-empty wing room, making Qin Huan feel restless because of the noise.

Suddenly bursting out from Lan Youyou's chest, Qin Huan looked at the sound with dazed eyes.

It was the sound from the table, on which I had only a wooden bird... Then!
Qin Huan woke up suddenly, his drowsiness was swept away, he walked vigilantly, and leaned towards the table in a low voice.

When it got close to the foot of the table, Qin Huan took off and jumped up. Seeing the scene in front of him, his two carcilan deer eyes suddenly opened wide.

On the table, the won wooden bird moved by itself!

Its sharp bird's horns hit the table hard, and the hard table was gouged out.

Da da da!
Da da!

Hey!
A miraculous scene appeared, Jin Jin's beak did not pull out, but then swiped to the lower right.

After clicking, pressing, horizontal and vertical, a large character was written by it!
Qin Huan looked at it in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

But he didn't stop, and continued to look down.

Seeing him coming, the wooden bird worked even harder, and its beak twitched violently.

"It..." Qin Huan read out the first word, and the second word has been written halfway.

"Come on..." Qin Huan frowned fiercely.

The second word is come!

Then don't even think about the third word.

"It's coming!" Qin Huan exclaimed.

But he didn't know what this meant, but it still made him uneasy.

It's coming...what the hell is it?
Qin Huan didn't know, but he knew something would happen if he didn't leave.

Sure enough, after writing the three big characters, the wooden bird seemed to be shivering with fear, trembling like a ghost.

Qin Huan hurriedly woke Lan Youyou up, Xiao Nizi groaned and looked at him in a daze.

Ignoring the spring in front of him, Qin Huan pricked up his ears, and white fire gushed out from his ears, amplifying his hearing several times.

The next moment, Qin Huan's expression changed suddenly, and rustling sounds came from outside the room.

Before he could change into a human form and drag Lan Youyou to run, the window exploded with a bang, and the deer, blown by the strong wind, flipped several times and hit the corner of the wall.

Qin Huan raised his head reluctantly.

Under the pale moon, a deformed figure was lying on the window, its scarlet eyes fixed on Qin Huan, and it murmured hoarsely:
"Qi count...Qi count..."

(End of this chapter)