Chapter 161 Master Yu wants to commit suicide

Ye Kun raised his hand and patted the three-headed dog's head, and its soul and true body separated, and its true body piled on the ground like a pool of mud.

The soul stuck out its tongue at Ye Kun in dissatisfaction, and then disappeared.

The Husky in the den suddenly opened its eyes, jumped out of the den, ran to the carved gate, and went out through the middle railing.

The red taillights faded away, and it could only smell the fresh smell of exhaust.

It barked twice to cheer itself up, then followed the scent.

In the car.

Jiang Shu stole a glance at the man in the back seat of the car. The man tilted his head slightly to look out the window. His scattered hair blocked his eyes. The scarlet firelight was dim in the night. The man smoked one cigarette after another without stopping.

Jiang Shu had never seen Yu Nanchen so deep and unfathomable before. Combined with the document he saw in the afternoon, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Master Yu, what are you doing at the group so late at night?"

Yu Nanchen crushed the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray. "Do something very important. Jiang Shu, no matter what happens, guard the door."

Jiang Shu had a bad feeling. He clenched the steering wheel with both hands and replied "yes".

The car drove into the Yu Group's underground garage, and the two took the president's special elevator directly to the 88th floor and arrived at the president's office.

Yu Nanchen took out a silver pistol from the drawer in the lounge. He checked the magazine and found three bullets. He weighed them and put them in his pocket.

He took Jiang Shu into the safe passage and reached the top floor.

"Stay here and don't let anyone in."

Jiang Shu clenched his fists, "How long?"

Yu Nanchen smiled faintly, "Wait until tomorrow morning."

Jiang Shu watched the man's black sleeves disappear into the closed door, his heart beating like a drum. He pressed the doorknob but found that the door was locked from the inside.

He didn't know what to do for a moment and regretted why he was so obedient. He should have stopped Yu Nanchen from entering just now.

He called Jichuan.

The call went through, but no one answered.

Jiang Shu felt numb all over, "What should I do? Answer the phone!"

Someone who didn't answer the phone was looking at a man in a black windbreaker who appeared in front of him out of nowhere with a confused look on his face. The man was handsome and gentle like jade.

He put down the medical book in his hand and asked in surprise, "Where did you come from?"

"The underworld."

"The underworld?"

"The underworld of the underworld. I am the guardian of Hades, and so are you."

Ji Chuan: "You said I am the guardian of Hades?"

Ye Kun nodded, "Yes."

Jichuan laughed out loud, "How is this possible?"

After laughing for a while, he couldn't laugh anymore. Think about it, Yan Luo can bring the dead back to life, so what is impossible?

Ji Chuan swallowed his saliva and said, "You, you need to turn into a ghost for me."

Ye Kun opened his palms and a cloud of black mist was released.

Three ghosts floated in front of Jichuan.

He was hit by a car and half of his face was gone, with the eyeball on the other half bursting out.

He died by hanging, with his tongue sticking out very long.

There was another person who committed suicide by taking pesticides. His whole body turned black and was crawling with maggots.

Jichuan is a doctor and has seen all kinds of dead bodies, but even so, he wanted to vomit when he saw the ghost in front of him.

Ye Kun spun his palm and the ghost disappeared without a trace.

His head suddenly floated in front of Jichuan, "Do you believe it now?"

Ji Chuan tilted his head slightly, looking at the figure still standing across the table. He shuddered, "I believe it, I believe it. Then why am I in the human world? Could it be that I have come to experience a catastrophe?"

Ye Kun's head flew back and fused with his body before shaking. He smiled, "It's not you who came here to experience the calamity, it's Hades. You are here to protect him, even though you are useless here."

The corner of Jichuan's mouth twitched. It was not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

He coughed lightly, "Who is Hades then?"

"Nan Chen."

"Nanchen? Yu Nanchen?" Ji Chuan's mouth twitched.

"yes."

"I am his protector in the underworld and his playmate in the human world. He always has the aura of the protagonist!"

Ye Kun chuckled, walked around the table and came to him, raised his hand and covered his head, "I want to restore your memory, remember where the Pluto Pearl is."

A golden halo of light spread out, and fragments that had never been experienced before flooded into my mind crazily.

Ji Chuan suddenly felt a strange power filling his body. He stood up suddenly and said, "The Pluto Pearl is in the small box behind the third row of bookshelves in my room."

Ye Kun disappeared in an instant.

"This kid is really fast." Ji Chuan spread out his palms and found that his magic power was only one tenth of that in the underworld. He sighed and said, "How did Yan Luo replenish his magic power in the human world?"

The night in the imperial capital was very quiet. The starlight from the sky scattered down, shrouding the figure on the rooftop.

Yu Nanchen put out the last cigarette in the box and looked at the crescent moon in the sky. Yan Luo's pure smiling face appeared in his mind.

He curled his thin lips, took out the silver pistol from his pocket, placed it against his temple, and pulled the safety bolt.

"Luoluo, I love you."

The next second, the index finger pulled the trigger.

The sound of a gunshot echoed in the silent night sky.

Yan Luo suddenly woke up from her sleep. She clenched the quilt with both hands, breathing heavily, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

She dreamed that Yu Nanchen put a gun to her temple and pulled the trigger. The bullet penetrated his head and he fell to the ground with blood all over his face and the ground.

The scene was so real that her heart beat very fast.

She threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed, ran to the guest room and knocked on the door.

No one answered, so she pushed the door open and found it was empty.

She was a little uneasy, so she went back to her room, picked up her phone, and looked at the screen to see fifteen missed calls from Jiang Shu.

A feeling of uneasiness spread in her heart and she called back.

The moment the call was connected, she asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Shu replied with a hint of tears in his voice, "Madam, please come quickly. I heard gunshots. It seems that Master Yu committed suicide."

Yan Luo frowned and asked, "Where are you?"

"The rooftop of Yu's building. Master Yu locked the door and I couldn't get in. He was acting weird this afternoon and wrote a suicide note..."

Before he could finish listening to the rest of the words, Yan Luo's spirit left his body and returned to the Palace of Death to merge with his real body.

The next second, the rooftop of Yu Building.

"Yu Nanchen!"

The man turned around, still holding a gun in his hand.

When he saw Yan Luo in a black windbreaker, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

That is the real God of Death Yan Luo!

He walked towards her with great strides, stretched out his long arms, and held her in his arms, "Luoluo, I miss you so much."

Yan Luo angrily hit him on the back, "What are you crazy about! Why are you trying to commit suicide?"

Yu Nanchen threw the gun to the ground and let go of the person in his arms. He held the woman's little face with both hands and kissed her hard with all his strength.

Endless entanglement and tenderness, with a hint of unspeakable longing and love.

After a long while, he rested his forehead against hers, "Stop giving me the cold shoulder, okay?"

"You came here in the middle of the night to commit suicide just because I was in a cold war with you?"

Yu Nanchen hummed in grievance.

Yan Luo: “…”