The evil host always goes offline

Chapter 367 Dark Deacon (24)

Then hang up, and come back to the next plane.

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Mingyi was sitting in the study dealing with things, occasionally thinking of the scene in the car. The moment his irritability arose, he was suppressed by his strong self-control.

He doesn't deserve these influences.

It's pointless.

After reminding himself, he regained his composure, but his expression grew colder.

A servant came in silently and placed the invitation on the table.

Mingyi didn't deal with the vampire clan now, but took on an identity in the human clan and hid it in the ordinary.

Except for Xue Zhi and a few people, no one knew about him.

The invitation letter that can be sent in must not be simple.

Like the Colosseum of the Century...

Ming Yi's face darkened.

Thinking of the Colosseum of the Century, he thought of an annoying figure again.

The guy who can cut through the space membrane...

Ok?
Mingyi stopped and closed the invitation letter he was about to open again.

What about the contract... that guy is clearly in the car, how could his life be in danger?

The familiar feeling made Ming Yi's senses blur for a moment, just like when the previous deacon was killed by Luther.

He quickly left the study room, spread his wings and flew out in the corridor.

In a few moments, he had crossed the garden and arrived at the place where he got off the car before.

The car is still in place, and the warm light inside is faint.

Magic opened the car door, and the boy lay on the car seat as if he was asleep, with his bound hands leaning forward, his quiet appearance did not have the arrogance and evil spirit he had when he was awake, let alone say those annoying words.

Mingyi noticed that her hair was mixed with a little silver.

The fair and beautiful hand hesitantly flicked, and the originally black hair was almost completely white.

This……

The reminder of the contract was still there, and this discovery made Ming Yi frown. He carried her out and found that her weight was surprisingly light.

This is not normal human weight.

Ming Yi pursed his lips slightly, and spread his wings while hugging the person.

When he opened the car door, he had sent for a doctor.

There were very few villains who were truly human, none of his servants were weak, and the doctor was quickly captured.

The captured doctor trembled and turned his head cautiously, only to see the servant with a devil face baring his teeth at him, so frightened he turned back quickly and raised his hand tremblingly to knock on the door.

It was the first time he saw a race other than humans, the first time he was lifted up and swayed in the air. To be honest, he was very brave not to fall down.

He knocked on the door as if he were dead, and the sound coming from inside was particularly pleasant.

"Enter."

The doctor pushed the door open and saw a young man in cool-colored attire sitting beside the bed. There seemed to be someone sleeping on the bed.

The doctor was relieved that there was no Shura hell as he had imagined, and slowly approached.

Mingyi heard the footsteps, raised his head and said in a gentle tone, "It's an emergency, please be patient."

The doctor was flattered, "It's all right, I'll take a look first."

Although Mingyi's eyes were red, they were unexpectedly beautiful, which largely calmed the doctor's fright.

He checked Hui Sheng, and was startled. Seeing that Ming Yi next to him was still looking unpredictable, he asked tentatively, "Has the patient stayed in a parked car for a long time before?"

Seeing that he guessed it, Ming Yi felt a little better, "Yes, what's wrong with her?"

"Carbon monoxide poisoning requires immediate oxygen supply. Hyperbaric oxygen chamber treatment is recommended."

Breathing is almost non-existent, and the situation is very dangerous.

Ming Yi didn't understand these things. As a blood race, if he hadn't started doing business with humans recently, the word "human" would be a word in his conception. Even if the doctor said it concisely and clearly, he wouldn't be able to hear the severity.

　I think I can publish a book in every plane, and I agree with it~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)