I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

West House.

Yun Xi was like a plaster sculpture, with several thorns extending from her body frozen stiffly in mid-air. She stood upright and motionless, allowing Xi Yao to draw an oil painting according to her.

Three hours later, she felt like her soul had stood up, and her legs were sore and numb as if they had been bitten by mosquitoes and flies.

"Miss Xisi, are you okay yet?" Yun Xi couldn't help but ask.

"three million."

The three words Xi Yao spat out softly made Yun Xi shut up instantly.

As long as she stands there for an hour, she can earn one million, and she can stand until the Xi family goes bankrupt!

Xi Yao put down the palette: "Take a break for ten minutes."

Yun Xi let out a long breath, wondering what Xi Yao would draw her like, and stuck her head out. Unexpectedly, Xi Yao quickly turned the drawing board sideways, obviously not wanting her to see it.

But the more this happened, the more she wanted to see it.

Yun Xi calmly controlled the transparent and slender ice line to go behind Xi Yao, using the ice to explore.

The sight almost startled her.

There is nothing on the blank canvas!

What! nothing!

She just stood there with her holding the palette for three hours!

Yun Xi's eyes were as wide as bells, and his face was full of suspicion and confusion.

what's the situation? !

Xi Yao noticed her expression and turned around suddenly. He noticed the abnormal reflection on the floor, and the Yin Yang Mirror appeared in his palm and fanned out the hot wind to melt it.

"Did you see it?" Xi Yao asked softly and hesitantly.

"Uh...hmm."

Yun Xi regained her human body and lowered her head with guilt.

"Next time, don't peek in without my permission." Xi Yao coldly put down his words and walked into the bedroom quickly.

"understood."

Yun Xi's reply was only the sound of a heavy door closing.

She was shocked, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, trying not to touch anything, in case she made anyone unhappy, the money would be gone.

At this time, the cell phone rang.

Cheng Xuansi: "Is Ji Chen at your place?"

Yun Xi looked confused: "No, didn't he go home?"

Toot toot….

???

Yun Xi felt uncomfortable all over, and it was puzzling why both of them were so weird.

......

apartment.

Cheng Xuanji stood in the spotless kitchen with no expression on his face.

Qi Yanren silently took a few steps back, quickly ran back to the room and locked the door.

What is Ji Chen doing? He promised to come back to cook for Cheng Xuansi in the evening, but he actually let the pigeons go.

Lai Hao makes a clear noodle soup, but the water is gone through it once, so it is just a perfunctory one.

Hey, why can’t this matter be resolved?

......

In the taxi, Ji Chen leaned quietly against the window, eyes closed, and slept soundly.

His arms were crossed on his chest, swaying slightly with the bumps of the car, and his breathing was steady and slow.

Ji Bin opened the mobile phone found on him. There were hundreds of missed calls on it. Fortunately, he muted it so it didn't wake him up.

Tsk, I called again, this time it was a different person.

However, whether it was Cheng Xuansi or Qi Yanren, he didn't want to answer calls from either of them, so as to avoid going through a bombing inspection.

Ji Bin thought for a while, gently pinched Ji Chen's fingers, quietly opened the fingerprint lock, and then pretended to be Ji Chen's tone and sent a message to the woman.

[I’m going to Sikong City, don’t worry]

The reply came quickly.

[Pay attention to safety and contact me immediately if there is any abnormality. 】

Ji Bin closed the phone and faintly felt a pair of eyes. He turned his head and met the black eyes as deep as a pool of water.

The dim yellow streetlight swayed through the beautiful eyes, showing softness, not as cold as in the past.

He moved his face closer to her by accident, and his intention of asking for a kiss was too obvious.

There was a dull thud.

Ji Bin held back and did not cry out, twitching the corners of his mouth and covering his face tightly.

I wanted him to sleep more comfortably so I released the control. If I had known better, I would have made him suffer a little to see if he still had the energy to hit someone!

Ji Chen took his cell phone back and took a look. He saw 347 missed calls and the number was increasing.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and moved his fingers quickly on the screen. During this period, he kept hanging up the phone calls and sent a text message to Qi Yanren. Then he turned off the phone without hesitation and looked out the window.

The car was on the highway, and the sign with the distance to [Sikong City] flashed by.

It's a journey of several hundred kilometers and we probably won't be able to arrive until tomorrow morning.

another side.

Qi Yanren stared at the text message and frowned, what kind of style should he inherit for Xie Sui? It's just a word, not a treasure.

boom! The door was violently broken open.

"Has he contacted you?" Cheng Xuansi asked slowly.

From not answering, to hanging up, and then turning off the phone, it is clear to escape.

Qi Yanren noticed a strong sense of oppression and informed him clearly.

Without saying much, Cheng Xuansi grabbed Qi Yanren and turned the ring.

The two appeared in Sikong City, which was being rebuilt. The loud sound was like thunder in the sky, and the ground shook.

The original venue for the exchange meeting has been reduced to the ground, with large construction steel materials placed above it.

There were workers everywhere, their clothes soaked with sweat and emitting a faint odor.

Cheng Xuansi sniffed, froze, and slowed down his breathing silently.

The dazzling headlights made Qi Yanren unable to open his eyes.

"You two!"

The contractor wearing a striped shirt waved his calloused hands vigorously: "Get out quickly! Construction is underway!"

Cheng Xuansi walked straight towards the middle-aged man: "Do you know where Lijiacun is?"

"Come out with me first."

The contractor couldn't help but push the two of them, and they walked for a long time before leaving the construction area.

Even so, the roaring sound of operations was deafening.

The contractor leaned on the X-ray machine at the gate, took off his yellow helmet and wiped the sweat from his forehead. While fanning himself, he said loudly: "It's long gone. The landslide killed hundreds of people more than 20 years ago." No one ran out."

He pouted angrily at the long mountains surrounding the city.

"I slept so hard at night. Who knew the mountain would collapse? We live here at the foot of the mountain. There is absolutely no way to prevent it. We don't have the money to move."

The soldier sitting next to the X-ray machine took out his cigarette case and shook it at Genji: "Want one?"

"I won't."

"Give me a root." The contractor stretched out his hand.

"Go, go." The soldier nodded and held the gun in his mouth as he walked away, taking a small sip like a treasure and squinting in contentment.

At this time, Qi Yanren asked: "Do you know the word Lijiacun...wait a minute." He pulled Cheng Xuansi to show the text message: "What are you reading?"

"Zhenwen style, qu."

"Yeah." Qi Yanren continued to the contractor: "Has the news about Zong's style been spread?"

The contractor scratched his scalp, turned his back and thought quietly.

Qi Yanren skillfully took out a stack of banknotes and was about to stretch it out, but was stopped by Cheng Xuansi.

The latter shook his head slightly.

After a while, the contractor turned back and said, "I don't know what you mean. The person who handled the disaster was an official named Yuan. You can ask him."

"Why is it the Yuan family again?" Qi Yanren frowned.

"understood."

Cheng Xuansi dragged Qi Yanren away and looked secretly, only to see the contractor and soldiers bending down to show respect to him.

Cheng Xuansi opened his lips slightly and almost blurted out the word "go". His eyes gradually opened up. The frames of tall buildings reaching up to the sky were filled with unprotected men, women and children. They all looked at him, nodded lightly, and then went about their business.

An indescribable feeling of confusion came over me.

Qi Yanren noticed that the fingers that were holding him were trembling, and he asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xuansi rolled his throat and his expression returned to calmness: "It's nothing."

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest.

Qi Yanren took out his cell phone and called Ji Chen, wanting to tell him not to run away in vain, but he couldn't get through at all and was prompted to shut down his phone.

Just as I hung up, an unfamiliar number called.

"Why are you sending me psychics?" Qu Hui roared.

"what!!!"

Qi Yanren's mind went blank and he entered a state of complete freeze.