After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

As an ordinary person, if he is possessed by a monster, he will have a series of uncomfortable reactions, specifically manifested as headache, fever, and weakness of limbs, similar to a cold.

In severe cases, you will be unconscious, but you will gradually recover during the coma process.

There are almost no such rapid declines as Zheng Yuan.

Song Zheng remembered how he looked when he just met him.

Zheng Yuan has his own clear consciousness and is not controlled.

This can only explain one problem, he knows the existence of this demon, and has reached some kind of agreement with this demon.

However, Zheng Yuan, who only wanted to win, did not expect that this agreement would kill him.

Song Zheng looked at the report in his hand with a stern expression, and a guess formed in his mind. He looked at He Lan, hesitated and said, "Teacher, I don't think he looks like a kind of sacrifice."

He Lan looked at him with imperceptible admiration in his eyes: "How to say?"

"Zheng Yuan obviously knew the existence of this monster, but he still chose to cooperate with him, indicating that he thought it was not dangerous, but judging from Zheng Yuan's situation, it looks like some kind of sacrificial ceremony."

Song Zheng had never seen such an example, but he had seen such an introduction in the old man's unsold old books.

Sacrifice demons with □□mortal wombs to fulfill one's wish, and in the end the sacrificer will be in a situation like Zheng Yuan.

The internal organs were exhausted, and finally turned into a skinny skeleton.

He Lan retracted the report and looked at him appreciatively: "It seems that I did not choose the wrong person."

Song Zheng was slightly startled: "What do you mean?"

He Lan recalled the file, which was a death report.

"This is not the first case. In the case of Zheng Yuan, five similar cases have been received in the alliance, and Zheng Yuan is the only one who is still alive."

Song Zheng's eyes widened, he leaned over and looked at the phone.

The names, genders, and ID cards of the people on the list were all registered, but Song Zheng soon found the same place.

"Are these people orphans?"

He Lan nodded.

"The alliance has opened a case to investigate this matter. Judging from the death of the deceased, we have reason to suspect that someone or a group is using these sacrificers to plan something."

Song Zheng was still looking at the list.

He Lan couldn't help but look at the approaching young man.

In order to look at the phone, Song Zheng moved his head closer, and the two of them were almost head-to-head.

It was only then that He Lan realized that Song Zheng's eyelashes were very long and dense, prettier than girls'.

His skin is also very fair, not that pale, but with a tender and smooth feeling in the whiteness, which makes people want to touch it.

He could even smell the orange-flavored shampoo on Song Zheng's hair, which was sweet and slightly sour.

He thought that there was a reason why he was reluctant to touch this child.

He Lan took back her phone and sat up straight.

"The case of the Alliance has received much attention, but Zheng Yuan is unconscious now, and there is no way to ask him where he reached an agreement with this monster, so we need a bait."

Song Zheng understood what He Lan meant.

These dead people can hardly find anything in common, the only thing in common is that they are all orphans.

And Song Zheng, he is also an orphan.

"That's a good idea, what do I need to do?"

Song Zheng didn't hesitate at all.

He Lan stared at him in a daze: "Aren't you afraid?"

The corner of Song Zheng's mouth raised a smile, confident and reckless: "The one who should be afraid should be that monster. I have nothing to be afraid of."

He Lan couldn't help being infected by him, he reached out and touched Song Zheng's head, the hair of this man was just as he imagined, soft, just like his temper.

Song Zheng felt the warm palm on the top of his head, but he didn't dare to move, a flush crept up his ears quietly.

"Rest early, even if there are any arrangements, I have to wait for your injury to heal, so I'll go first."

He Lan packed up all her things, got up and left, and turned off the headlights in the ward, leaving only a weak night light.

The room was plunged into darkness for an instant, and the surrounding sounds disappeared with He Lan's departure, and the sonorous and powerful heartbeat became particularly obvious, hitting Song Zheng's eardrums repeatedly.

Song Zheng put his hands on his heart, took a deep breath, raised the quilt, and buried himself in it.

This is a foul at all. It is said that he is indifferent and has a distance.

The next day, Li Hao ran over in a hurry, but because he slept too late, Song Zheng hadn't woken up yet, and his mind was still in a state of confusion. The surrounding air pressure was extremely heavy, and his face was as cold as if he was about to go to a funeral.

Li Hao, who was supposed to have a lot of words, was so frightened that he shut his mouth very discerningly.

Song Zheng felt that he couldn't change the problem of getting angry when he got up.

Li Hao waited in the ward until noon before Song Zheng got up from sleep.

He touched his sore chest and looked at Li Hao suspiciously, completely forgetting that he was about to eat people in the morning.

"Are you going to treat me to dinner?"

Song Zheng got out of bed as if nothing had happened, went to the bathroom to wash and brush, and sighed by the way, the treatment in this alliance hospital is really good, and the ward is almost as good as the VIP suite of the hotel.

Li Hao shook his head first, then nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and asked a little dullly: "You decide what to eat."

To be honest, since watching the large-scale monster hunting scene with his own eyes last night, Li Hao has been a little out of shape until now.

Song Zheng's image in his heart suddenly changed from a 1.8-meter fresh meat to a [-]-meter thick man, the kind who could crush two of him to death with one hand.

Probably because the image in his heart was too shocking, even though Song Zheng was as well-behaved and harmless as a little white rabbit at the moment, Li Hao did not dare to be careless.

There is a sense of distance for no reason.

Song Zheng wanted to laugh seeing his appearance, he walked over slowly, and slapped him on the back: "Brother, what are you thinking, with such a cowardly expression?"

"A strong man of [-] meters!" Li Hao blurted out.

Song Zheng looked at him with a strange expression, his eyes full of disgust: "I didn't expect...you have such a strong taste."

Li Hao came back to his senses, remembered what he said, and slapped his mouth with his backhand: "Then... don't get me wrong, I'm a straight man, straight and straight."

Song Zheng looked at him with a half-smile: "I understand, don't explain."

Li Hao knew from his expression that this guy did it on purpose.

However, I don't know if it was because of such an interruption, the sense of distance in my heart disappeared a lot just now, and the person in front of me is still a good roommate who has lived together for four years, a close friend.

Li Hao: "You are really not mean, why didn't you say it earlier, it turns out that you are so powerful, and you are so clumsy?"

Song Zheng spread his hands, picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom.Through the door, a helpless voice came out: "I've said it many times, but you don't believe me."

Li Hao remembered that when eating and playing games, Song Zheng would occasionally mention that he is not afraid of encountering monsters, anyway, he is very powerful.

However, everyone didn't take it seriously, including Li Hao, who just thought that Song Zheng had some skills before seeing it with his own eyes.

Li Hao couldn't help but think of Zheng Yuan's appearance last night, fierce and vicious, as if he had never known him before.

Li Hao said in a muffled voice: "Zhengzheng, Zheng Yuan...couldn't wake up?" He secretly overheard what the doctor said.

Song Zheng came out from the inside, put the hospital gown on the bed, and packed his bag along the way.

He thought of what He Lan said, Zheng Yuan's body was rapidly depleting, and he was powerless.

"Basically, where did you hear that?" Song Zheng turned around and looked at him. Although Zheng Yuan reached the agreement voluntarily, he had never had a life on his hands, and his only purpose was to win.

Death was too much punishment for him.

Therefore, the people behind this manipulation are even more shameless.

When Li Hao heard what he said, he just felt sad for a while. The friends who were playing games and joking together yesterday were lying in the hospital without a sound, and were even slowly dying.

He regretted for a moment, if he hadn't told Song Zheng, would the result be different.

Seeing his appearance, Song Zheng probably guessed what he was thinking.

He casually took a meditation talisman on Li Hao's face.

"Don't think too much, even if you don't tell me, Zheng Yuan will die sooner or later. From the moment he changed, he no longer has the right to control himself."

When Song Zheng's talisman was put down, Li Hao only felt a cool feeling rushing into his head, and his mind was clear.

He heard Song Zheng continue to say: "You are actually helping him to free himself, otherwise after he unconsciously becomes no longer like himself, he might do even crazier things."

"How do you know what I'm thinking, the demon catcher can read minds?"

Li Hao blew on the yellow paper on his forehead, feeling like a zombie being subdued.

In fact, he understood what Song Zheng said, but this kind of thing had never happened to him, and he was a little dazed for a while, and he was also a little scared.

The monster is close at hand.

Song Zheng packed everything up, put his bag on his back, removed the talisman on his forehead with one hand, and said with a smile: "Everything you think is on your face brother, besides, I was the one who did it. If you blame yourself, then Do I want to apologize with death, one life for one life?"

Li Hao: "Hey, Zhengzheng, don't think so. What you call eliminating harm for the people is an act of righteousness. I just thought about it wildly. Don't take it to heart."

Song Zheng turned around and went to discharge from the hospital.

Before I left, I wanted to go and see Zheng Yuan, but Li Hao said that the hospital would not allow him to see him, saying that Zheng Yuan had already been transferred to the intensive care unit and he was not allowed to visit at will.

Song Zheng understood the meaning as soon as he heard it. It should be guarded by the people of the alliance. In addition to trying his best to rescue him, he also wanted to get some clues from Zheng Yuan to avoid similar incidents from happening.

He rubbed his still sore chest, and left the hospital without looking back.

However, after Song Zheng left, someone reported the news behind him.

He Lan was holding an ancient document about the relics of the Yao clan, and listening to the voice on the phone, he frowned: "Have you been discharged from the hospital?"

"Yes, we can't stop him from leaving the hospital!"

"Okay, I see, all the medical records about him..."

"It's all destroyed, don't worry about that."

The dean grinned to the ears as he thought about the equipment that had arrived at the hospital at night.

Outside the hospital, Song Zheng followed Li Hao into the car.

"Zhengzheng, is your injury really alright?"

Song Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Do you think I have a problem?"

Can walk, run, and shoot talismans, not like that.

"Okay, why don't you invite me to dinner? Let's go to Daxue Road. Let's have ten catties of crayfish first. I've been craving it for a long time."

Li Hao turned a corner, and agreed: "No problem, let's go."

However, Song Zheng never expected that a figure blocked his sight just as the fresh and tender spicy crayfish was put on the table.

Noisy streets, fumes flying.

It was the rush hour for lunch, and there was a hustle and bustle everywhere.

He Lan, dressed in an out-of-fit suit, stopped in front of their table with steady steps, and asked Song Zheng calmly, "Crayfish, is it delicious?"

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Song Zheng said sincerely: I was forced to eat, thanks to the little angel who voted for me to be the overlord or to irrigate the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

10 bottles of winter rain;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!