The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans

After the stepmother came in, Du Zi'an's treatment in Du's house was very bad, and Du's father never turned a blind eye, but fortunately, he didn't let anyone touch the room where Du's mother lived before. It was demolished, but Qiao Yichuan, who has always been short-tempered, always reacted very violently at this time, and even moved his mother's ashes into the room. The stepmother felt that it was unlucky, so she gave up.

So this room became Qiao Yiwan's territory. He was able to summon demons by mistake. When he was injured, he hid in the room, and then blood dripped on the magic circle. Strong negative emotions summoned demons. And signed a contract with him.

According to Ling Chunan's deduction, that Mother Du might not be a simple character, otherwise it would be impossible to leave this magic circle in this room.

Ling Chunan looked at the spirit tablet on the desk not far away. At first glance, the black-and-white photo of the woman behind the half-burned candle showed a gentle smile, which seemed to contain infinite tenderness, but when she looked closely, she could find her Her eyes were cold and clear without a hint of a smile, as if her smile was just for the sake of laughing, and there were no other factors.

Ling Chunan became a little interested, "098, find out the cause of Du's mother's death back then."

"Yes, host."

Withdrawing his gaze, Ling Chunan looked at the small summoning formation again. It could be seen that some years had passed, and the formation was so shallow that it seemed to disappear soon.

However, the color of this formation is exactly the same. According to Ling Chunan's deduction, it should be a permanent summoning formation drawn with the painstaking efforts of demons. Although there is not much magic energy in the world, it can last at least a hundred and eighty years.

Ling Chunan poked around the edge of the formation with his fingers, and could clearly feel the power contained in it. He was about to retract it when he was suddenly held back by a cold hand, "..."

098 was so shocked that he couldn't add it: "!!!" This is unscientific. This formation requires at least three bowls of blood to summon a demon. The male protagonist almost lost blood before and died. How come he just touched the host here? Just touch and fish out a person?

It was a tall man who exuded a destructive aura all over his body. He was like a born king of killing. Just standing there, he could feel the real chilling aura.

The lord is more imposing this time, and his possessiveness seems to be stronger. He immediately discovered its existence. Although he only glanced at it, it always felt that the man seemed to want to pull it out of the host's body and throw it away. Yes, 098 was a little shivering, and decided to cling to the host and not let go.

Ling Chunan comforted his own small system, then looked at the man who was staring at him earnestly. Compared to 098, who paid attention to the man's aura, he took a fancy to the man's appearance at the first sight. I don't know if he is of blood The reason is that this person looks more sinister than in any other world before. He is so handsome that he does have a magical smell, and the smell of food on his body is also very good. Ling Chunan expressed his satisfaction.

To say that Ling Chunan's only dissatisfaction is that the temperature on this man's body is a little too cold, as if he just got out of an ice cellar. After holding hands for a while, his palms were frozen.

Ling Chunan was never someone who would wrong him, he moved his right hand which was still tightly held by the man, "Can you let go first? I'm a little cold."

Seeing Ling Chunan's pale face, the cold aura on the demon's body dissipated in an instant, with guilt in his eyes, and the temperature on his hands became slightly higher than Ling Chunan's, but he didn't let go.

Half a minute later, Ling Chunan's body returned to warmth, and he raised his eyes to look at the man's expressionless face, "What's your name?"

"..."

The two looked at each other for ten seconds, and Ling Chunan said again, "Don't remember? Do you remember where you came from?"

"..."

Seeing the man's blank face, Ling Chunan lost his temper, "Then what do you remember?"

The man thought about it seriously, and stammered a little: "I... want to marry you...."

Ling Chunan: "..."

098: "..." It's not easy for this person to think about getting married even after losing his memory.

He looked the man up and down several times, under the increasingly tense but still blank sight of the man, and reconfirmed that the man really lost his memory, Ling Chunan continued: "Squat down."

The man squatted down obediently, but his eyes wandered over Ling Chunan, "You...are injured."

"We'll talk about this later." Ling Chunan looked at his hand that was still tightly grasped, "Let go."

The man let go of his hand reluctantly. Although he had no expression on his face, it still made people feel a bit pitiful.

Ling Chunan hooked the corners of his lips, "Come closer."

A few minutes later, Ling Chunan almost touched the man from top to bottom. Apart from lamenting his good figure, he finally found something similar to his ID card in his inner pocket. It was a black piece, nothing could be seen The material token is engraved with complicated and extraordinarily gorgeous patterns. According to the original description, this is the identity token of a high-level demon, and the pattern is the devil's words.

This kind of token is something that is inherently bound to a demon's real name. Once it is destroyed, it will cause irreversible damage to the demon. In the demon world, as long as you get this token, it is equivalent to killing that demon.

Under 098's terrified gaze, Ling Chunan turned the token upside down in his hand, and then said to the demon whose whole body was limp from his touch and only one place was hard: "Do you know the words on it?" ?”

"Si Yu."

It seems that common sense has not been forgotten. After confirming the name, Ling Chunan handed the token back to Si Yu, but the other party did not take it, "If you like it... I will give it to you."

Ling Chunan glanced at the man's bright and expectant eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth, and thought about when this guy started his habit of giving tokens of love, and finally put away the tokens.

Seeing Ling Chunan's actions, the man's face was full of smiles, "You...what's your name?"

"My name is Du Zixuan, but you can call me baby." Ling Chunan replied casually.

Si Yu's eyes lit up, "Baby."

"Ah."

"baby."

"Correct."

"baby."

Ling Chunan rolled his eyes, this person is not finished, "Shut up." Seeing that the silly bright smile on this person's face faded instantly, he couldn't help softening his heart, "Forget it, just call me. "

Si Yu was revived again with full blood, and he still looked sad just now, "Baby!"

Looking at the child-like satisfied smile on the other party's face, Ling Chunan gave up resistance and decided to let him have a good time.

But 10 minutes later, Ling Chunan finally couldn't help but slapped the man's chattering mouth, and in exchange for a silly smile, "It's time to go out."

Before leaving Mother Du's room, Ling Chunan noticed that the summoning array had completely disappeared.

There is only one possibility that can cause a powerful formation to disappear ahead of time, and that is that the energy it receives exceeds its tolerance.When the hero's contract demon passed through, it didn't have any impact on the formation. It seemed that it could only be a matter of Si Yu's energy.

Moreover, Ling Chunan can't tell whether he lost his memory during the teleportation or whether he lost his memory a long time ago.

Ling Chunan didn't sign a contract with Si Yu, but just asked him to push himself back into the room, and then stuffed him into the bathroom, "Go take a shower." Although the man was wearing black clothes, it was hard to tell, but Ling Chunan's His sense of smell is so keen, as soon as he appeared just now, he smelled the bloody smell of other creatures on him besides the smell of his own rations.

Looking at the closed bathroom door, Ling Chunan turned on the computer, and began typing on the keyboard with one hand. Just now, he asked 098 to transfer the investigation results of Du's mother's death to the computer.

Although it is more convenient to stuff the information directly into his head, the feeling is really not very good. Given the choice, Ling Chunan still prefers the more comfortable way of directly looking at it with his eyes.

According to the report, Du's mother died 14 years ago, when Qiao Yi was four years old. According to the situation at that time, Du's mother should have crashed into a fuel tank truck, and then the two vehicles exploded and died. There were only the driver and the driver in the car. In the back seat, both of them were burnt beyond recognition.

After quickly reading the short report, Ling Chunan began to look through the photos of the accident scene. The files that 098 found were quite complete, even including photos of Mother Du before she was alive, her habits and hobbies, her friendships, and her posthumous photos. The photos, as well as the records of the people present at the memorial service, lightly tapped an inconspicuous small fragment near the frame of the dark car with his fingertips, and a thoughtful look flashed in Ling Chunan's eyes.

"Host, what's wrong?" 098 was a little confused.

"It's nothing." Looking away, Ling Chunan turned his attention to the bathroom. It has been 15 minutes. According to the usual speed of a man, it should be almost done by now. After thinking about it, he turned off the computer, shook the wheelchair and opened the closet.

Perhaps because he often participates in concerts and various competitions, most of the clothes in the closet are various custom-made high-end dresses, and most of the daily clothes are slim casual clothes. Don't even think about these, Si Yu must not be able to wear them Yes, in the end Ling Chunan finally found a new set of loose sportswear in the corner of the closet.

Coming to the door of the bathroom, Ling Chunan hadn't had time to raise his hand to knock on the door, and the door opened from the inside.

The man only had a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and the short and medium black hair dripped water downwards, softening the originally handsome facial features. The water droplets slid from the side of the face to the vicinity of the Adam's apple, and then fell on the honey-colored chest muscles through the collarbone, and finally The well-defined abdominal muscles are lost in the towel.

Ling Chunan blinked, and very naturally put the clothes that were intended to be handed out on his lap, and touched the abs in front of him that felt good at first glance.