Love Fox Yusheng

Ziyue's position is an assistant, but in fact he is considered an executive. Rossi didn't wink at him and dared not take him down. She was tired after yelling and scolding for a long time. After being persuaded by him, she mumbled and went to the conference room.

When he found out that his favorite tea and snacks were prepared, he calmed down, picked it up and drank a couple of sips, and asked, "Whoever is responsible for finding out must be severely punished. Artists' schedules are so tight. Every minute is very precious. Fortunately, this is a recording, if you are preparing to go on stage for a concert, you deserve to die!"

Huo Ran didn't want to offend anyone, so he pretended not to hear him say that the artists' schedules were tight, and drank tea quietly.

Ziyue knew that the company's newly signed singer, found that he was much calmer than he showed on public platforms such as blogs, and secretly gave him some points in his heart.

"Don't worry, Mr. Luo, you have been working with Langyue for many years, and this is the first time that you have made such a mistake, which shows that most of our employees are serious and responsible. If you find out who is responsible, you must deal with it seriously. After all, your work is the most important."

Rossi is satisfied. A producer of his level only has a tendency to cooperate. Lang Yue is a good partner, but he can't indulge the other party's mistakes. Not giving up half a point is not only his standard for making music, but also the principle of being a person.

He stopped making noise, and everyone else was quiet together. Everyone sat in the small meeting room and drank tea silently.

The entire room was covered with an enchantment carelessly by Ziyue, and no one noticed that there was a loud bang outside.

Ziyue stood up and wanted to go out to check. He felt Uncle Sixteen's breath and clenched his fist. He pretended to read the short message on his mobile phone and sat down patiently.

Lang Qingfeng put the fainted locksmith aside, and cautiously floated towards the broken gate.

As soon as he came out of the tunnel, he felt that lively monster energy suddenly lost control. The violent monster energy rushed out from the originally naturally formed hidden barrier, and he could tell it all at once, the fox clan!

In an instant, Hu Yusheng's face flashed in his mind, could it be that little guy?

But this is clearly a level of demon power that even the elders of the clan do not have, and there is no trace of the familiar taste of contact with that little fox these days.

A few days ago, when he encountered an unexpected Hui tribe, he had already shown his true form, and he didn't have such a turbulent monster aura that made him unconsciously choke on Fa Jue and put his whole body on extreme alert.

Hu Yusheng only felt that the monster energy that was circulating around him faster and faster finally found an exit, and ripped the small opening with a bang. He didn't expect that he had just tasted a little freedom to wander around wantonly, and was covered by a bigger barrier .

Not happy, who is outside?

There are thousands of people in this building, and there are human office buildings all around. If you don't stop the out-of-control similar one inside, the consequences will be disastrous.

Once a large number of casualties are caused, the human monks who have long wanted to compete with the monsters for resources will have an excuse to start a war with the monsters, and the outcome will definitely be a loss for both sides.

Lang Qingfeng, taking advantage of the demonic aura rushing out of the small circle, was still growing, he threw away the wheelchair and floated into the recording studio, and everywhere he could see were things crushed and shattered by the demonic power.

In the cubicle, the person who closed his eyes and lowered his head and hummed an unknown song was actually Hu Yusheng.

He seemed to be advancing, with demon lines looming at the end of his eyes, ears standing on top of his head, and phantom tails spread out behind him, each swaying slightly, and his black hair had turned into fur-like snow.

Lang Qingfeng's chest trembled, and he found a little resonance in the strange melody of the singing, but the situation didn't have time for him to think deeply, so he raised his hand and typed out a bunch of magic formulas, and his demon power dissipated. The monster qi scurrying around tried to compress inward, even just to make them run more regularly.

Hu Yusheng is angry, who is it?Who is stopping me?Get out!

He opened his eyes suddenly, there was no focal length in his golden pupils, only anger, and he locked on to Lang Qingfeng in an instant, and swung his paw towards him.

The wall in the middle collapsed under his claws. Lang Qingfeng turned back to avoid his attack. After careful identification, Hu Yusheng was not attacking "Lang Qingfeng" this time, but any creature that broke into his enchantment.

Well, the reason for losing control is not just because of myself.

He breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt a little inexplicably sour. Apart from himself, is there anyone else who can cause his abnormal state?

Lang Qingfeng dodged twice, and found that he didn't seem to be advancing, but simply lost control, and these huge monster powers had been dormant in his body.

When Hu Yusheng turned around and rushed over again, he didn't dodge, but turned slightly to avoid the sharp claws, grabbed his wrist with his left hand and pushed it forward, and quickly typed out a series of spells with his right hand.

Hu Yusheng staggered, the demon power was not only hindered, but also imprisoned!

He got angry, turned his head and bit Lang Qingfeng viciously.

Lang Qingfeng let out a low growl in pain, but he couldn't stop until he felt his sharp canine teeth tearing the muscles of his shoulders, and then he let out a roar and slashed down from the top of his head.

The demon power flashed with a cyan streamer, and a string of spells just formed a small cage. The phantom of the cage suddenly expanded, covering the entire enchantment, and then shrank again, entering Hu Yusheng's body.

Hu Yusheng, whose mouth was dripping with blood, suddenly widened his eyes, roared unwillingly, and passed out.

Lang Qingfeng stopped the bleeding quickly, and the demon power swept across the room. The moment Hu Yusheng was controlled just now, he seemed to feel the smell of seven-day drunk.

But no matter how much we sweep it now, the smell has disappeared without a trace.

It must not be an illusion. The elders of the fox clan are not vegetarians. With the seal they set, Hu Yusheng has not lost control of his demon power after staying among humans for so long, and there will be no accidents without incentives.

It seems that the sneak attack of the walking corpse that day was not a separate incident.

Lang Qingfeng took Hu Yusheng up to his office on the top floor, and sent a phantom to Ziyue, "The result of the accident is too serious, let Rossi go to another recording studio."

Ziyue was taken aback when he saw the scene, "Did there be a serious fight? How are you? Are you not injured?"

"A little skin trauma." Lang Qingfeng showed him the clothes that were bitten on the shoulders. "After dealing with it, go tell the people in the meeting room that I am on a business trip urgently, and the report is delayed."

The tear in the suit had been torn open, and Zhong Ziyue in the phantom couldn't see the wound clearly. He had always trusted Lang Qingfeng, and went to carry out the order without thinking twice.

Rossi and the others thought they had just arrived at the company, and entered another recording studio that was originally open to the Yaozu, and found that the equipment inside was very good, and praised Langyue's staff, before starting to work.

The people in the conference room left with some doubts, and when Ziyue rushed to the top floor, Hu Yusheng, who was lying on the sofa, had completely recovered the appearance of an ordinary human being, and Zhengxiang was sleeping on his stomach.

Ziyue took away Lang Qingfeng's changed clothes and disposed of them, a little unbelievable, "Is this little guy making trouble inside?"

brat?Lang Qingfeng sighed inwardly, judging by the power of the monster, if there were no adventures, he would be a great fox clan demon not inferior to himself.

"Something was put in the recording studio for seven days drunk, and he got caught by sneaking in." Lang Qingfeng tapped his forehead, and things were not easy to handle, "Don't forget to modify the monitoring everywhere."

"Yes," Ziyue saw him propping his head and closing his eyes to rest his mind, and took two steps back to go out, then stopped holding the doorknob, then turned his head and asked him, "Uncle? Is there something wrong with this Hu Yusheng?"

"Huh?" Of course, it probably has something to do with me.

The object of Hu Yusheng's loss of control may not be targeted, but the change of the demon power in his body is real, and the last time the soul left the body in the cave...

"He didn't appear for long, but there are many things." Ziyue frowned. He was still a junior in the clan, but he had lived for many years, and he saw a lot of things.

Among cultivating humans or animals, there are not so many accidents, all accidents are cause and effect, and they are all inevitable.

"It's already related, and you can't avoid it. Go ahead." Lang Qingfeng went to the sofa and sat down. "After dealing with the mundane affairs, free up your hands to solve this."

Hu Yusheng slept until the sun was setting, and when he woke up, the room was filled with brilliant golden red, and the burning clouds were winding in the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

After seeing the other person in the room, he sat up in surprise, "Lang Qingfeng?"

Lang Qingfeng put the computer aside, touched his head, "How did you sleep?"

"Very good," Hu Yusheng was a little dazed, "Why did I come to your office?"

Lang Qingfeng brushed over his back, and calmly lifted the restraint of the demon power, "Forgot everything?"

Hu Yusheng sat up, yawned loudly, cupped his face, and thought hard for a while, "I don't have the slightest impression." He leaned closer to Lang Qingfeng to see his expression, "It can't be that you haven't seen me for several days and hijacked me." right?"

Lang Qingfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, but his expression didn't change much, "Oh, so you forgot about smashing the whole recording studio?"

"Ah?" Hu Yusheng opened his mouth wide and tapped his chest, "You said I smashed the recording studio?" After a pause, he confirmed again, "Me? Why?"

"I was just about to ask you," Lang Qingfeng reached out and pinched his neck and stroked it gently, "What did you do in the recording studio?"

"I, my mobile phone is gone," Hu Yusheng suddenly fumbled in several pockets, "I want to record some songs I sang and go back to fool you. Then what? Then what happens? I'll come to you here?"