[Rebirth] Messiah of the Nightingale

The filming progress was delayed, and He Qianming's originally busy schedule was freed, so he simply flew home to carry out a surprise attack.

The second young master is also out of his wits, thinking wildly that he might be able to catch the rape in bed by rushing back so suddenly.Then he will give up.

It's a pity that the reality always disappoints that there is no one in his house.

Tang Dao hasn't been back since he fell out with Tang Yue. Although he has several houses, he still lives in He Qianming's house.

He Qianming was naturally willing, and the two of them knew it. Unknowingly, he almost forgot that there are actually many places where Master Tang Er can go.

The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows shone into the spacious living room, the bar was neatly tidied up, and the newly replaced Turkish sofa was cleaned by the helper.

The original sofa was "dirty" on the first day Tang Dao officially moved in. Tang Dao probably wanted to change it because he was afraid of touching the scene, so He Qianming listened to him.The replaced one was secretly hidden in the storage room without letting Tang Dao know.

Right now, he doesn't feel lustful, but He Qianming feels sad.

Because of being busy these few days, and because of the news of "playing with you casually", He Qianming was sad and awkward, so he didn't take the initiative to contact Tang Dao.

The kid actually just let it go like this, and also ignored him with a sigh of relief.

After ignoring each other for several days, He Qianming came to his senses belatedly. This is called... Cold War.

Although he was also worried about Qi Yan's safety, He Qianming still felt that this was a good opportunity to step down, so he tried his best to find time to run back.

He Qianming kicked the sofa, then sat down, took out his phone and watched silently.

Isn't MD relying on the fact that I like you!Why didn't I see you being so tough on your goddam brother!Don't bother with him if you have the ability!Well, it seems really ignorant...

He Qianming complained and complained, so he called Tang Dao.

It was a woman who answered the phone, and He Qianming was about to get angry when he suddenly realized that the voice was very familiar: "Sorry, the number you dialed cannot be connected..."

He Qianming took a deep breath, and had no choice but to send Tang Dao a WeChat message: "Where is it? I ordered Songye crab, and it won't taste good tomorrow."

He waited for almost an hour, but Tang Dao didn't return.Called again, still couldn't get through.

Shouldn't he be blocked?He Qianming was uneasy, so he called Liu Xin - since the last Hearthstone War, Liu Xin also joined Tang Dao's guild and became Tang Dao's favorite general, much more favored than He Qianming.

Liu Xin was a little surprised when he asked, "The president went to the United States to visit his father, didn't you know?"

He Qianming was a little embarrassed, but Liu Xin had already asked and answered, "Oh, I forgot, brother Ming has been very busy filming recently, it's normal not to know. He has been gone for almost a week, and the last news is that he complained in the group The nursing home is like a high-end prison cell, and I haven't seen him online since then. I guess he's busy? By the way, is Xiao Yan really missing? Brother Ming, are you okay?"

The police refused to disclose the specific situation, He Qianming just said: "It's all right, I was just shocked. Do you know which nursing home Xiaodao's father is in?"

Liu Xin: "It seems to be called Vanilla Creek or Laurel Creek? Hearing about Baogui, Xiaodao wanted to take him home. He transferred all the shares to his brother and withdrew from the board of directors. I guess he has no money Did you pay the nursing home?"

Even if it was really transferred, Tang Dao would not be unable to pay for the nursing home.But that's not the point. He Qianming frowned more and more, stood up and walked around in the living room, "What did you say? He transferred all of Tang's shares?"

Liu Xin was surprised again, adding fuel to the flames, "Hey, Brother Ming doesn't even know this? I thought you two had a good relationship. It wasn't long after you kidnapped him when I heard the last time."

He Qianming's face turned dark, he hung up the phone without saying a word, and punched the bar counter.

There was a dull bang on the dark blue tempered glass tabletop, and then remained motionless, while the newly replaced ultra-thin fruit phone folded gorgeously.

Tang Yue's basement echoed with moving singing, and the tune was the prelude to Swan Lake.Qi Yan was full of energy, and sang a song describing the dying swan in an open, loud and high-pitched operatic way.

The powerful melody seemed to have a substance, and the invisible wings slammed, hovered, tumbling, hit the sound-absorbing wall, bounced back, and echoed in the recording studio layer by layer.

The sound collector collects the singing voice faithfully and silently, and the sound wave map on the display screen is wide and well-proportioned, like a green river flowing slowly in the dark night.

In the villa directly above the recording studio, people almost forgot what they were doing, gathering in twos and threes next to the loudspeakers, looking up and listening obsessively.

Because of the unstable eating method, the Meredi people have formed a special storage method. They can swallow music like a bottomless pit, store it, and then there will be no problem even if they are hungry for a long time.

Surrounded by strong music, Tang Yue sat in the room and listened silently. Finally, he pushed the young man on his lap away and stood up.Too beautiful things always make people want to possess them.

What he wants to do and will do will make the singer hate him even more.

Tang Yue opened the door and walked out with a happy smile on his lips.

He doesn't care whether the dying person loves him or not, he just wants Qi Yan to die with a strong hatred for him.

Qi Yan sang vigorously for a long time, took a break when he was tired, asked someone to deliver food and drink when he was hungry and thirsty, and slept for a while when he couldn't hold on anymore.

Singing was originally his favorite thing in life, but now he is so tired that he wants to vomit.

There was really nothing to vomit, so in the end I was so tired that I could only stick out my tongue and pant like a dog.Then he glanced at the poisoning progress displayed on the panel, and suddenly cursed: "I x!"

He missed a line of remarks, it would take at least a week for the chronic poison to take effect.Wait another week for the day lily to be cold!

Qi Yan was angry when suddenly the door of the recording studio opened again. Two men released him from the cage and walked out with him on the left and right.

Qi Yan felt that this scene seemed familiar, his hands and feet were cold, and his blood froze.He almost forgot to struggle, and when he remembered to struggle, he had already been thrown into the bathtub.

The hot water flooded the top of his head, and when the waves parted and his head came out, Qi Yan calmed down instead.

"Hey, clean up." The two men looked at him, left with ambiguous smiles, and closed the bathroom door behind their hands.

Tall shadows cast on the frosted glass gave him no room to escape.

Qi Yan tried to break off the ventilation window, but remained motionless.

He sighed, and honestly went back to take a shower.Anyway, I'm sweating all over, so feel comfortable if you can.

After washing and rinsing, he put on the brand-new underwear, V-neck black T-shirt and royal blue jeans that the helper sent, all of which were deliberately narrowed to emphasize the waistline, wrapping the young man's slender waist and straight buttocks and long legs.

While complaining in his heart that Tang Yue's preferences had not changed for a hundred years, he was secretly worried about what he was about to encounter, and looked around for available self-defense props.

Bath towels, shower gel, soap, toothbrush and toothpaste, hair dryer, sponge... Before he saw the useful props, he was dragged out of the bathroom, handcuffed, and sent to a bedroom.

There was a huge round bed in the bedroom. Tang Yue was wearing a polo shirt with one hand in his pocket, with his back turned to look at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.The setting sun was sinking gradually, and looking from the second floor, there was a neatly manicured bush outside.

Qi Yan was pushed on the shoulder, staggered into the room, and the door closed behind him.Qi Yan desperately tried to find a way to get out, but his heartbeat was too violent and his breathing was difficult, leaving nothing in his mind.

Tang Yue had already turned around, extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray by the window, looked Qi Yan from head to toe with deep eyes, "This outfit suits you quite well."

Qi Yan is familiar with this look, every time he seduces He Qianqiu, the man will stare at him with hunting eyes, making his whole body hot.

But for another person, this look is disgusting.

"Mr. Tang's taste is only enough to appreciate this kind of MB's attire." He sneered, stepped back unconsciously, and bumped his back against the door panel.

Tang Yue naturally followed suit, pressed on every step of the way, raised his hand to imprison him between the door panel and his body, and turned his head to kiss him.

Qi Yan pushed him hard, but the handcuffs were pulled upwards and pressed against the top of his head.The fiery breath sprayed on the cheeks, Qi Yan used his breastfeeding strength to hit his head with his head, there was a crisp sound, Qi Yan's forehead hit the man's chin, and the pain was so painful that his eyes stared.

Before he could wake up, his body was thrown high and then fell, and he was thrown face-down on the bed.

"I fuck you!" Qi Yan only had time to growl before his head was pressed into the pillow, and he could only whimper.

The heavy pressure came down from the back of his neck, making him unable to resist.The creepy fingers slid down against his back, and Tang Yue whispered in his ear, "Now I'm going to fuck you."

Qi Yan's eyes were suddenly blood red, and the sirens of nerve tearing were so harsh that blood vessels almost burst.

Then the panel jumped out, the red light flashed, and the icy voice of Messiah 3.0 also accelerated: "The emergency rescue plan is activated, the danger level: level one, and the authority is open: all. Do you need help?"

Qi Yan: "Woooo! (Nonsense!)"

A violent vibration came from the bottom up, and the sturdy house shook with it. The ceiling and walls creaked and cracked obvious and deep gaps.

In just a few seconds, the villa was already split into two halves from the middle with a huge roar and tearing sound. The bricks were crumbling, and the crowd fled in horror.

Although dizzy from the violent shock, Qi Yan still noticed that Tang Yue leaned down and hugged him in his arms, blocking the rain of decoration materials and bricks.

He turned his head and saw the blood flowing down from Tang Yue's forehead, and then divided into two streams at the root of the mountain. It continued to flow, and a few drops fell on the clothes on his back.

Qi Yan only hesitated for half a second, bent his elbows and slammed back, breaking free from his arms.The bed hangs over the cracks in the floor, and the floor-to-ceiling windows snap off entirely, turning into transparent whitish cobwebs.

Tang Yue wiped the blood, sighed lightly, and sneered, "I will help you even the sky."

"No, even the sky will punish you." Qi Yan said, he jumped out of the bed, stared at Tang Yue vigilantly, picked up a bronze ornament in the shape of a bull and tiger bronze table, and smashed it hard on the glass.

The glass that had been cracked into a spider web couldn't withstand a few hits, and the whole piece collapsed.Qi Yan looked at the degree of inclination and the distance from the ground, looked at his bare feet, and mustered up the courage to jump down. His waist tightened, his body hung in the air, and Tang Yue hugged him again.

Qi Yan was stunned, this pervert, when will he still be lustful?While shouting "Let me go!", he grabbed the handcuffs with both hands and wanted to smash Tang Yue's head.

The man clasped his hands, pressed him against the rickety cabinet, and hit the junction of the chest and abdomen hard with his fist.

Qi Yan's blood surged suddenly, and he almost vomited out. He curled up into a shrimp in pain, and lost the strength to resist for a while.

"The disaster is imminent." Tang Yue sneered, grabbed the back of his neck, dragged the little singer up, and opened the bedroom door.The corridor split in half, and the carpet with red background and gold patterns hung down to the downstairs.

"Let... let go..." Qi Yan was so painful that his neck was about to break, he gasped and kicked him feebly, but he couldn't get rid of the man's iron-like fingers, and was dragged stumbling forward. "When you tm kidnapped Lao Tzu, disaster was imminent, and now it's too late to regret it!"

Tang Yue snorted lightly, "There's no need to regret it, let's all go to hell together."

Qi Yan's heart trembled, and before he could ask, a glaring white light suddenly shot down from above his head.

Along the direction of the cracks in the corridor, the same cracks were torn open on the roof. The sky was already dark, but the light, which was as bright as daylight, came from a huge silver cube.It was hovering above the villa, one of the six pointed corners was facing the roof, slowly absorbing all of Nightingale's recordings.

That's...the Pandora's box of efficiency-loving kills.Tang Yue's vacuum isolation device must have been destroyed during the earthquake.

Qi Yan suddenly burst out with astonishing strength, slammed into Tang Yue's stomach fiercely, broke free from his hand, and ran forward desperately, shouting while running: "3.0! Come out! Synthesize a holy sword for me quickly!"

A piece of the ceiling crashed down and landed behind him, and it was unknown if it hit Tang Yue.Qi Yan didn't even have time to look back, and kept running forward.Stepping on the gravel with bare feet hurts terribly, but I can only bear it.

Messiah 3.0 said: "There is not enough data, you still lack one piece of data that has not been collected. There is a grandfather clock in the living room, and it can be used if you get it."

Without saying a word, Qi Yan ran forward for a dozen steps and finally saw the stairs. He climbed the railing of the stairs and slid down to the first floor. Sure enough, there was an antique pear blossom clock nearly two meters high against the wall.There was no one in the living room, but there was a deep ditch nearly two meters wide between Zhong and him.

"Go touch it," Messiah 3.0 said.

Qi Yan ran up, took off, landed on the opposite side of the ditch, stepped on a broken brick with his left foot, and fell to the ground immediately, his left foot exploded with burning pain.

He gritted his teeth and endured, using both hands and feet, rolled directly to the grandfather clock, and slapped the clock case.As soon as the photo was taken, the space under the palm suddenly became empty, and the huge grandfather clock disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qi Yan stared blankly for a while, while Messiah 3.0 was running rapidly, performing unimaginably huge calculations.

Extract the eternal fragrance from the scent of smell, extract the thread of joy from visual clothing, extract the bell of life from the record of hearing, extract the forgotten hourglass from the grandfather clock of touch, extract the end from the sweet tea water of taste smile.

It is about combining the enjoyment of the five senses unique to human beings, and then Qi Yan throws all other materials into the synthesis furnace.The number of energy points displayed in bright red: -943, the number of days required for synthesis: 30 days.

He chose to speed up again, spending another 1000 points to complete it immediately.

The last number was displayed: -1943, the synthesis furnace hummed violently, flickered, and finished with a ding.

A golden microphone fell out of the stove.

Qi Yan thought it was a long time, but it was only a few minutes.He picked up the microphone to study, but Messiah 3.0 spoke again: "Press the bow-shaped button."

He obeyed, and found a row of buttons on the side of the microphone, with icons such as a small sword, a bow, and even a leather whip.He pressed the bow-shaped button, and the golden microphone immediately stretched and deformed in his hands like plasticine, turning into a crossbow, but the firing port was flat and narrow, and he immediately found that the shape was exactly the same as a tarot card.

"Now, get as close to Pandora's Box as you can, and launch."

In just a short while, Qi Yan's left ankle was swollen like a steamed bun, and the bruises and blood were shocking.

He temporarily threw the crossbow into the bag, tore off the T-shirt, wrapped it around his ankle, limped, and bounced up the stairs again.When the earthquake started, the crowd all ran outside the house, and the siren of an ambulance was heard from a distance, and it was estimated that they were rushing to rescue people.

The gas pipe had probably burst, and the villa was burning somewhere, and there was a burning smell, but the flames hadn't spread yet.

The rectangular roof folds in half at one long end and slopes down the middle, exposing gray-white reinforced concrete blocks and insulation.The protruding steel bars are like devil's fangs, standing tall one by one in the silvery white light.

Pain and fear seemed to be numb, Qi Yan seemed to be dreaming, fierce and calm, he grabbed the protruding steel bar, jumped with all his strength, and climbed to the roof.

Pandora's box expanded to the size of the room, and the silver light was gradually stabilizing.It was clearly silent, but it was as deafening as if thousands of troops were galloping.

Qi Yan leaned against several stone slabs stacked askew, aiming at Pandora's Box.Countless rays of light appeared in front of his eyes, outlining six sides of the silver cube, each with a word mark: past, present, future, obstacle, means of solution, and final result.

Qi Yan felt that the sign was very familiar, and suddenly realized after a few seconds: "Damn it, this is Tarot divination!"

Messiah 3.0: "If you know it, do it quickly, the rescue team will arrive soon."

Qi Yan draws a card, puts it into the crossbow, and puts it into each side in order: the past: Reaper in reverse, which symbolizes overthrowing the past and starting over.

Now: the devil is in place, symbolizing that this Pandora's box is being filled with desire.

Future: Righteous Trial, which symbolizes the direction of the Great Cosmos Alliance's attention.

Obstacles: The reversed wheel of fortune symbolizes the difficulties that need to be solved urgently caused by various accidents and mistakes.

The solution: Qi Yan drew a chariot first, but hesitated for a moment, and replaced it with the inverted man hanging upside down—a wasteful sacrifice, or interpreting it in Qi Yan's own thinking, no one has to sacrifice.

The final result: Needless to say, the world is upright, Happy Ending, a happy ending, everyone is happy.

Even if it is just a fairytale dream, Qi Yan also wants to make a wish, "From now on we will live happily ever after."

Six rectangular blue rays of light drilled into the silver metal surface from six sides, as if the paint was dripping into the water, rapidly spreading, rendering, and corroding.

The high-frequency sound waves expanded the cube rapidly and exploded.The strong impact tore the roof apart again, and the only few intact reinforced concrete blocks fell down.

Qi Yan lost his strength rapidly, his ears were buzzing, but he couldn't hear anything.All the points of support under his feet suddenly collapsed, and he fell from mid-air again.

The feeling of weightlessness disappeared as soon as it occurred, and he fell into someone's arms.

A tall and burly man, wearing an olive green-based standard combat uniform, with muscles as tight as a cheetah under the fabric that is easy to move, in the middle of the rain song knocked out by falling stones like a torrential rain, all Yan held her tightly in her arms.

Qi Yan met the man's dark and deep eyes, and smiled feebly, "I've put on the uniform of the army, you are cheating, Mr. He."

"Well," He Qianqiu bowed his head, and lightly touched Qi Yan's forehead with his lips, "Did he touch you?"

Qi Yan was about to pass out, but at this moment, he felt that his whole body was in a bad shape, and he was finally saved. You only care about my ass if you care about what is wrong!

He shook his calf, and the burning pain in his ankle was like a bursting lump, which instead made his drowsy mind a little clear, "No..."

He Qianqiu carried him through the collapsing and burning houses, his arms were like iron rings tightly imprisoning the young man in his arms.