As the voice came in, a handsome man wearing a general's uniform, but also feeling a little evil, walked in from the door step by step.
"Old, husband!"
Wang Hongluan abandoned Song Yibing and immediately screamed, like a swallow throwing itself into the forest, and flew into the man's arms.
Wang Hongluan was originally a little doubtful about what happened to Chen Yan, but now that he saw Chen Yan's return, the previous gloom was gone.
The most shocked ones were Song Yibing and Ah Fu.
"How is it possible that the Demon King is not dead?"
"What went wrong? Why was there such a big deviation in the information?"
What shocked them the most was what Chen Yan said just now——
The Twelve Gods of Death will never come back.
What does it mean, the twelve killing gods are dead?
The Twelve Killing Gods play a mainstay role in the Tian family and are the Tian family's greatest confidence. Now they are actually saying that they are dead, and something big is going to happen!
But Chen Yan and Wang Hongluan had kissed each other unscrupulously.
Soft lips and nimble tongue.
Working hard to survive, isn’t that just what you want?
As expected, my wife’s body is the most satisfying.
"Impossible, impossible, you are already dead!"
Song Yibing suddenly shouted, "Each of the Twelve Gods of Killing is a martial sage who can defeat the country alone. How could something happen? I don't believe it, you are lying!"
She can't accept it.
Chen Yan touched Wang Hongluan's butt and hugged her hard, then reluctantly let go and looked up at Song Yibing: "Whether it is true or not, it doesn't matter to you! What matters is that you are going to jail!"
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Song Yi smiled coldly: "Have you lost your mind and gone crazy? I am from the Tian family and the wife of the third young master, Tian Zijun. Do you dare to arrest me?"
Chen Yan smiled and snapped his fingers.
A group of people rushed in from outside, led by Zhang Yourong. Without hesitation, he took out handcuffs and cuffed Song Yibing's hands together.
"you......"
"You are suspected of being the mastermind of the kidnapping. Now that you have been arrested and brought to justice, the evidence is conclusive and your objection is futile!" Dayourong said seriously, but when he saw the chest of her shirt that was about to burst, it became a bit unserious.
Song Yibing quickly calmed down.
Because she still had the confidence, she said lightly: "Sirius, come out! Let them see if Long Ya is qualified to arrest me."
A door opened in the office.
A young man came out, about 1.9 meters tall, wearing black clothes. The strangest thing was that this man's eyes were covered with a black cloth, as if he was an invisible blind man.
But looking at the way he walks and easily bypasses obstacles, he doesn't look like a blind man at all.
He took out a sign, threw it to Zhang Yourong, and said one word: "Look!"
This is a man who cherishes his words like gold.
Zhang Yourong looked at the sign. There was a dragon carved on the front and the word "soul" on the back.
"Dragon Soul Elder's Order!"
"Except for Dali Temple, the highest level in Yanhuang, no one can arrest me. If you dare to arrest me, you are breaking the law. Dragon Soul can arrest you."
Song Yibing said with a smile, with a confident look on her face.
"Are you the Dragon Soul Elder?"
Zhang Yourong frowned, if that were the case, it would be really hard to catch him.
Chen Yan walked up and said, "Let me take a look."
He took the Dragon Soul Token, and his fingers instantly turned into jade. He rubbed it hard, and the Dragon Soul Token immediately turned into a piece of gold powder. He was surprised and said: "Is this fake? It's worse than tofu! Song Yibing,
You are so brave. You forged perjury and pretended to be a public official. Your crime is even greater. Take it back and investigate!"