Wenci suddenly smelled a kind of fragrance, which was really like the flower he was looking for.

Wow, good luck.

Wen Ci's eyes lit up, and he took the black and white dog to find the fragrance. Suddenly, he saw someone waiting for him.

The man was black from head to toe and could see nothing.

He is very tall and thin, his breath is cold and cold, soft and weak, a very contradictory combination, but just right.

But he is holding a bunch of flowers in his hand. The color of the flowers is purple. Unlike the common flowers, the pistils of the purple flowers are like raindrops, which are very good-looking.

Wen porcelain happily "ha".

"Oh, I found it."

"Do you want this bunch of flowers?" The Negro's mouth didn't open. He was obviously speaking in his belly.

Wen CI said with a smile, "yes, I want it very much."

"But I can't give it to you for nothing."

"How can you give it to me?"

The black man said, "you just stand still."

Wen porcelain has some vigilance: "what are you going to do to me?"

"I don't do anything. You forget that I'm your friend, my Lord." The ventral voice can't hear the timbre, so Wen CI doesn't know if she knows him.

"I don't know what you said."

"I won't lie to you."

He showed a pair of eyes, which were not as moving as warm porcelain autumn water, just a dead gray.

"I also know that you and Sheng Nanling have become good friends again, and now the two little idiots have met and become good friends, which makes me believe in fatalism."

Wen porcelain slightly frowned, "who are you, how do you know my things?"

"I am your dog." The eyes of the man in black moved, and suddenly narrowed, as if laughing, as if mocking, or as if showing a magic light that had passed for many years.

He said, "young Lord, I may finally take you home."

"Home? I have a home now, and I don't want to go back with you. " Wen CI saw the purple flowers in his hand and pursed his lips: "you give me the flowers, I can repay you."

Unexpectedly, the black man agreed. He handed the flowers to Wenci. Wenci went to take the flowers with her hands, but unexpectedly, the black man suddenly started.

Wen CI is a top player. He clasps his wrist with his backhand, and they fight each other.

Wen Ci was a little bit surprised. He found that this man's fighting skills were similar to his.

But also very familiar with his composition, so that he can not surprise victory.

But the man in black doesn't love to fight. He pinches the flower neck with his fingers. As long as he uses force, he will crush it.

Wen CI roars: "don't do it."

The black man stopped, but he put the flower in his hand and looked at Wen porcelain: "little Lord, you kneel in front of me, and I will give it to you."

Wen porcelain immediately knelt down, raised a face and looked at him: "can you give me the flowers?"

Looking at this scene, the black man was very surprised. After that, he scolded Wen CI: "you haven't changed at all after a long time. Young master, why are you still so stupid?"

"I'm not stupid!" Wen CI suddenly yelled at him.

The black man suddenly laughed. This time, he didn't laugh in his belly, but out of his throat. It was quite different from what he imagined. He was inexplicably pleasant and dry, but with the intoxicating warmth, sweet and wet.

The laughter lasted for a long time, like repressing something, but also like with sadness and despair, like a state of madness.

After he finished laughing, he said: "young master, if you know what kind of person you used to be and for whom you become what you are today, will you regret your original decision, because your decision makes you live in ignorance?"

Wen porcelain more and more upset: "I kneel down, why don't you give me flowers, I don't want to hear you say these nonsense, because I don't understand."

"Of course you don't understand. For a person who is nothing, you are willing to drink medicine and be a fool. What do you think a fool can understand?"

The man in black roared angrily: "however, I found you. You finally have what you really want to do."

Wen CI didn't want to hear him say one more word. Just as he was about to stand up, the man in black approached with flowers: "I said, kneel well."

Wen CI thought about it and knelt well.

Anyway, as long as he gets the flowers, he can go and find Sheng Nanling.

But Wen porcelain's action did not please the man in black. The more obedient Wen porcelain was, the more obedient he was, and the more he let go of it, he could not express his anger at the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to wake Wenci up, but it didn't work. The medicine he drank was made by himself. He used a lot of energy and couldn't find any antidote. There was no antidote at all. Wenci would only be so stupid all his life.

This is a fact that people in black cannot accept.

He looks like a madman. When he comes near, he spreads out the flowers in his palm. His voice is as soft as water and flowers, soft and sweet."This flower is called selflessness. If you smell it all the time, you can forget something. The color of this flower leaf is just like a dream."

The man in black squatted slowly in front of Wen porcelain. His eyes seemed to show that Wen porcelain was looking at another man. His voice was very loyal: "little Lord, what you want, your men will give you."

Wenci didn't understand, "I just want flowers."

The loyalty in the eyes of the black man soon dissipated, and the light in his eyes flickered. He put the flowers in front of Wen porcelain, who threw herself on the flowers, completely unprepared for his other hand.

The syringe pushed a transparent water into the skin, and Wenci was dark in front of her eyes, without any consciousness.

The man in black looked at his sleeping appearance, and the purple flowers in his hands were crushed little by little.

Black and white dog barked.

The man in black knocked them unconscious with two stones. He picked up Wenci and soon disappeared in the wild mountains.

The next day, Su Ruoxi learned that Li Ma was going to cook a roast turkey this evening and bought a big one.

After thinking about it, Su Ruoxi calls Wen Ci and asks him to come to dinner after work in the evening.

Not like usual, just ring, you can hear "my friend" so elated four words.

Because the phone didn't get through.

Su Ruoxi was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it. It was estimated that blue and white porcelain had overslept.

Almost to the point of work, Su Ruoxi thought of it and called Wen porcelain, but no one answered.

Su Ruoxi began to have a little doubt and called Su Xinrui to ask why Wen CI didn't answer the phone?

Su Ruoxi knows that Wen porcelain is a model employee of the company, and he is never late to punch in. This point should be able to be contacted.

But Su Xinrui told her that she didn't see Wen porcelain.

It's not right. It's not right.

Su Ruoxi's sixth sense is very strong. There must be something wrong with Wen CI.

Su Ruoxi flurried to find Sheng Nanling, Sheng Nanling just soaked milk powder, looking at Su Ruoxi who came down from upstairs in a hurry, asked her: "what's the matter?"

Su Ruoxi stares into Sheng Nanling's eyes: "Wenci is gone."

These few seconds, Sheng Nanling eyes such as electricity, put down the bottle, stride over, hand on Su Ruoxi's shoulder, bow to ask her: "are you sure?"

Su Ruoxi nodded: "I can't get in touch with him."

Sheng Nanling held Su Ruoxi's face in her hand and gave her a kiss: "don't worry, I'll deal with it."

Sheng Nanling is just about to go out. Su Ruoxi grabs his wrist. Sheng Nanling looks back and Su Ruoxi says, "I'm waiting for your news."

Sheng Nanling nodded, "wait, it must be OK."

Sheng Nanling bid farewell to Su Ruoxi and went straight out.

His brain is running at full speed. Wen porcelain is gone. What should I do about Wu Xun?

What's more, how could warm porcelain disappear at this time?

Can it still be out of his sight?

Sheng Nanling bites her teeth and goes directly to Lu forgetting Yan's house next door. Sheng Nanling is calm enough to ring the doorbell and the door opens automatically.

Sheng Nanling to the main building, did not see Lu forget Yan, saw in the kitchen to make sandwiches cry for the wind.

Yesterday's baby's 100 day banquet, today's weeping for the wind has not had time to go home.

Looking for the wind, he raised his eyes and frowned when he saw Sheng Nanling's state.

Sheng Nanling responds that this matter has nothing to do with crying for the wind.

Without a second's delay, Sheng Nanling turned and walked out.

"What happened?" he asked

Sheng Nanling did not stop, but still heard him say: "Wen porcelain is gone."

Crying for the wind

Sheng Nanling began to use his own people, with all his power, to find traces of warm porcelain.

People disappear when they are looking for flowers in barren mountains.

In addition, Wen's two dogs, wading through mountains and rivers, ran to the gate of Xixi hot pot.

Xixi hot pot is a popular place for Wenci.

Therefore, this kind of porcelain reveals a problem that Wenci is really missing.

It's like the evaporation of the human world, no trace.

A few days later, Sheng Nanling heard the report from his subordinates. His face didn't change. He just said, "keep looking."

The city of night is the center of Sheng Nanling's power. After looking at all the information, Hua Daiwu still has no news.

It's amazing, because the city of the night has nothing to gain from such a large amount of precise information.

Continue is aimless, blind cat meets the probability of dead mice to find a little bit.

Hua Daiwu handed all the information documents to Sheng Nanling, and his voice was very negative: "Sheng Ye, after that is looking for a needle in a haystack..."

Sheng Nanling pinched the wrist that huadai didn't pass, looked into each other's eyes and said word by word, "I'll let you continue to look."

Hua Dai has no wrist dislocation.

The papers were all over the floor.