My host is the thief six

Chapter 943 It's a fight!Can you be serious! (47)

"I just feel that there is no room for me here."

Everyone: "????"

Before everyone could react, Yu Sheng had already disappeared.

The few of them looked at each other in blank dismay.

On the contrary, Yan Ping, who was always by Yu Sheng's side, was very happy to see Yu Sheng finally left that 'land of ghosts and gods'.

As a result, this happiness didn't last long, and Yan Ping felt something wrong with his body.

He once wanted to talk to Yu Sheng, but in the end he didn't open his mouth. He just sat quietly beside her and listened to the class with her.

About half a month later, everything started to get back on track.

For the rest of his life, he didn't pay much attention to the affairs of the Jing family, but Jing Shangcheng had already been sentenced after the first trial.

They extracted Jing Shangcheng's shoe prints and a series of evidence outside Yu Sheng's window, as well as his dagger.

Yu Sheng even provided surveillance at home, and during the surveillance, Jing Shangcheng could only be photographed talking to himself, and then doing a series of weird things.

Although they still don't understand, but on their side, everything speaks with evidence.

On the second day after Jing Shangcheng was sentenced, Yu Sheng got up from the bed and was about to find Yan Ping, but he took a photo around the entire apartment and saw no one.

She frowned.

[Miss, the villain seems to be avoiding you? 】

Shanshan was a little curious, it pulled out the positioning directly, and placed it in front of Yu Sheng.

Yan Ping was still in the apartment at this time, but he completely concealed his figure.

Make him invisible.

Yu Sheng came to a corner of the apartment according to the flashing dot on the location. There was no one in this corner, but Yu Sheng could feel that Yan Ping was curled up here.

"Yan Ping?"

Yu Sheng squatted down, stretched out his hand towards the corner, directly broke through the void, and pulled the hidden Yan Ping out from inside.

Yan Ping curled up into a ball and leaned against that corner, and was suddenly pulled out from there, with a panicked expression on his face.

"Smell... smell the song..."

His voice was much weaker than usual, and Yu Sheng even found that the tip of his finger that was being held by him began to become a little transparent.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and she said, "What's going on?"

She didn't feel the slightest abnormality...

I grabbed my tablet casually, and the screen seemed to be dead, no matter how I operated it for the rest of my life, there was no response at all.

She frowned even tighter, and directly picked him up and placed him on the sofa.

"When did your situation start?"

"Half... half a month ago..." Yan Ping bit his lower lip, his voice was weak, "I don't know what happened, it just suddenly became like this..."

He just felt that he was weak now, and sometimes he couldn't even maintain his figure.

Only when I sneak into the painting every night, I feel that my condition is a little bit better.

But he never said anything about it.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't want you to worry..."

Yan Ping felt aggrieved, he stretched out his almost transparent hand, grabbed Yu Sheng's sleeve, and leaned his head on her shoulder, "Wen Ge, I like you so much..."

Yu Sheng's complexion was not very good-looking, so she comforted Yan Ping with a few words.

Yan Ping spoke intermittently, and told Yu Sheng all his later discoveries. After speaking, he smiled weakly at her, "I'm fine, you go to class quickly, I should be fine after I go back to the painting for a while. .”

　Tomorrow must! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)