The vendors were shouting loudly, and the crowds were pouring in. The smells of various fried foods merged together, and the air seemed to become greasy.
At a seafood porridge stall, steam was rising... The rising heat gradually faded and then dissipated. At a window of an old building where the stall was located a little further up, a hand suddenly pressed against the glass. superior.
The palm of his hand seemed to be twitching and struggling, then he grasped the glass tightly, and finally scraped the glass, sliding down a little... The bustling people in the snack street completely covered up the sounds in this small house.
In the living room of the house, Gong Fanxing was watching something called TV boredly.
Not long after, a man pushed out the door from the bedroom. Seeing this, Gong Fanxing quickly relaxed her extremely hot body, took some tissues, and brought them to the man.
The man took a tissue and wiped his lips - Song Kuangyin.
Gong Fanxing took a look inside the bedroom and saw a horribly dead mummy, which was lying at the window... She frowned slightly and slapped it with a light palm. The shriveled corpse instantly shattered into pieces. A pile of gray powder is left.
Song Kuangyin stood with his hands behind his hands near the balcony. A large amount of blood and qi surrounded him like a thick fog. Soon after, these qi and blood poured into his body.
He turned around and looked a little younger.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Gong Fanxing said softly.
Song Kuangyin said calmly: "Thousands of years have passed, and most of my descendants have become impure, or even useless. In the past few days, a total of nine descendants with thin blood have been found, and they have only provided me with less than two years of life. How happy that is. "
Gong Fanxing said helplessly: "Your Majesty, Qin Chuyu is keeping a close eye on us. After we left Mount Tai, she has been chasing after us... It is really difficult to make a big move to find your descendants. It’s a bit difficult.”
Song Kuangyin also knew this situation. Both he and Gong Fanxing had fought against Qin Chuyu several times along the way - not counting the time in Taishan, but in the subsequent times, Qin Chuyu's strength was obviously higher than before Stronger than ever.
The most recent match was three days ago, and Gong Fanxing even suffered a small loss.
"This fox girl, I didn't expect that her talent in swordsmanship is so high."
Gong Fanxing was quite jealous, "I fought against her for the first time, and I could easily suppress her. I never thought that after she got Taibai's Qinglian Sword Song, her Qinglian Sword Technique would be able to improve by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time... I can let her leave calmly every time.”
"I'm afraid I'm not testing the sword with you." Song Kuangyin snorted coldly.
Gong Fanxing said helplessly: "Huan Zhen Tao's state of mind skills are very terrifying. Life after life, he did not follow the path of reincarnation, but was forced to stay in the mortal world and grow up. He has been a fellow practitioner for many lives. Now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is feeding back, this foxy child must have received a lot of benefits. , it is the golden stage of her strength improvement. I am afraid that next time we meet, she will be even more powerful. If I don’t get rid of this woman, I am afraid it will ruin your future affairs... Why don’t you just take away Song Haoran? His bloodline? With his talent, I will definitely be able to restore your Majesty to his original state. By then, I will naturally not be afraid of Qin Chuyu."
Song Kuangyin glanced at Gong Fanxing expressionlessly, "She is only looking for you, just to get the news about Taibai from you. What does it have to do with me."
Gong Fanxing lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head... She knew very well that the royal family was ruthless, especially this man who could devour his descendants without hesitation for the sake of longevity, he was even more ruthless and righteous.
"Then Song Haoran, I need him to fight for the dragon." Song Kuangyin said coldly: "As long as he doesn't succeed, I won't touch him. Please listen."
"Yes." Gong Fanxing responded delicately.
Song Kuangyin said again at this time: "From now on, separate from me and lure that woman away. I am going to go to the capital of the dynasty."
"Going to the capital?" Gong Fanxing frowned.
Song Kuangyin said calmly: "These days, I have heard from the descendants of the Zhao family that there is a Zhao family in the capital that claims to be the orthodox descendant of our Zhao family. I plan to go and have a look... You lead that Qin Chuyu
Leave, or after you kill him, come to the capital to find me."
Just after they finished speaking, Song Kuangyin and Gong Fanxing's expressions froze slightly, because they both felt the fierce sword intent trembling in the air at the same time... This sword intent was too familiar.
.
Gong Fanxing's face darkened and she nodded towards Song Kuangyin. At this time, it was too late to lament Song Kuangyin's ruthlessness in letting her be the bait. Her life was in his hands, and she had no choice but to obey if she didn't want to die.
Gong Fanxing said directly: "Your Majesty, please be careful along the way."
With that said, Gong Fanxing went out directly, then climbed to the roof of the old building, and smiled sweetly towards somewhere in the night sky, "Hu Meizi, if you have the ability, find a place with no one for your aunt and I, and do your best."
Let’s have a good time!”
Gong Fanxing flew towards Haikou in an instant, and the sword intent trembling in the air chased after him without hesitation.
Song Kuangyin glanced at the long snack street downstairs and murmured to himself: "The Zhao family in the capital, I hope you won't disappoint me..."
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"Ah? Are you going back now?"
Aunt Ren came back earlier than usual today - because she is the boss now, she has much more freedom than before.
"It's time to board the plane."
Aunt Ren tilted her head, then shrugged, "You say he is a fool, but he is really a fool. He has always done things like this...forget it, just leave."
With that said, Aunt Ren took out an envelope from her handbag and said, "Take it, kid, this is for you!"
"What is this?" Luo Qiu did not reach out to pick it up.
Seeing Luo Qiu's disgusted look, Grandma Ren was immediately furious. She rolled her eyes and slapped the envelope directly on Luo Qiu's chest. She glared and said, "A supplementary card for a credit card! Spending money abroad is not as convenient as here! No formalities are required to exchange foreign exchange.
It’s a fee!”
Luo Qiu was slightly startled.
Aunt Ren entered the heart-warming mode, put her arm on Luo Qiu's shoulder, and said, "Let me tell you, it's not possible to go there if you're short of money. Although you said you have a scholarship, you need money for food, right? You need money for shopping, right?
Money, right? You need money to go to a hotel, right? You can’t use someone else’s money for a good night, right? If you use a woman’s money to buy a room in a hotel, you’re going to get struck by lightning!”
emmmm……
"But use it, don't use it too harshly! And pay attention to your health! But I don't mind if you bring me a big white fat guy back next year, hahaha!"
"Go to bed." Luo Qiu glanced at Aunt Ren expressionlessly, then turned around and went back to the room without saying a word.
"Do you dare to be moved?" Ren Ziling was immediately furious.
Before opening the door, Luo Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If you feel bored after I go out, you can ask Li Zi to come and live with you. Anyway, there is still an empty room."
Her heart warmed and her smile became bright.
…
In front of the desk, Luo Qiu put the envelope containing the credit card into the drawer, locked it, turned on the desk lamp, took out a book "A Brief History of Time" from the bookcase, and read it carefully.
…
…
Of course, you can’t find the grains from your hometown anymore, but you can find similar high-quality flour products - the taste of white toast is very close to the certain grains in Nan Xiaonan’s impression.
She began to carefully pour some jam out of the bottle and spit it on the toast.
I didn’t dare to apply too much, but it was just half a spoonful, and it was a small wooden spoon. Nan Xiaonan didn’t want to waste it. After licking up the jam stuck to the mouth of the bottle cap, she quickly unscrewed the bottle cap.
superior.
Life requires a sense of ritual...even when eating.
A small piece of white toast, with knife and fork etiquette, Nan Xiaonan spent fifteen precious minutes before finishing it.
Naturally, she did not go to any staff dormitory, but returned to her original apartment. As for what Luo Qiu said, her matter would be continued, so she was not too worried.
Because she has obtained the 'qualification' and has been recognized by the world, many spells and even methods can be used without having to communicate with the world of the current sub-world - she only has two types left now.
Things that need to be done.
The accumulation of power units continues to expand her own star creation techniques and the secrets of arcane magic at the level of world rules - because of obtaining 'qualifications', these two power modes have already been occupied in the rules of this world.
A framework is equivalent to a company that has been officially registered. The next step is how to fill it in.
This is a long process, which means that in this sub-world, from a state of poverty and nothingness, she must recreate the results of these two techniques in her previous sub-world for tens of thousands of years.
Compared to this, the accumulation of force units seems simple and convenient.
Her soul itself is quite powerful, and she can accumulate power units on her own without the need for special training - after having a formal identity, the speed of this accumulation is quite gratifying.
"Already 0.075 units."
Nan Xiaonan is quite satisfied with this progress - this is her result today - in the previous two days, she has been wholeheartedly writing the spells, so she has not been distracted from accumulating power units.
The increase in strength units means the improvement of self-protection ability. She is naturally more confident for the unknown dangers - the most important thing is that she does not think that she will be so unlucky and that anyone she encounters will be Luo Qiu.
To this extent.
But you can never go too far wrong.
After returning to the apartment, Nan Xiaonan has always turned on her real vision and monitored everything around her - otherwise, she could have accumulated more power units.
Under the 'observation' of real vision, the corpse of the killer discovered a few days ago has disappeared. Nan Xiaonan has also paid special attention to it in the past two days, and there are no relevant reports. It seems that the corpse of the killer should be
Taken away by companions.
There were no clues left in the house.
But Nan Xiaonan did not relax. She would rather accumulate strength units more slowly and ensure her own safety. Nan Xiaonan felt quite disappointed when thinking about safety issues.
How she wished that the organization behind the identity of 'Nan Xiaonan' would take action while she was living in Ren Ziling's home - in this way, perhaps with the help of the world's will or Luo Qiu's power, this organization could be directly suppressed.
Erase it, once and for all.
It's a pity that it's just a 'disconnect' and then 'continue' operation.
Nan Xiaonan shook her head, stood up on tiptoes, put the jam bottle in the top cabinet, and pushed it in - when the cabinet door closed, Nan Xiaonan swallowed hard.
"Eat one more spoonful! If you take another spoonful, I won't eat it! At worst, I'll finish it all, and I'll recommend myself to the pillow!!"
So she opened the cupboard, stood up on tiptoes, reached up and dug out, "What is this?"
Nan Xiaonan was stunned for a moment and took a look at what he found on the top shelf of the cabinet... a USB flash drive.
Nan Xiaonan turned her eyes, frowned, and didn't care about eating at the moment. She quickly walked to the table, inserted the USB flash drive, and started browsing the contents of the USB flash drive.
The screen's fluorescent light flashed in her pupils.
Nan Xiaonan's expression gradually became a little strange.
"These things are..."
…
The light was reflected in the rear window of the blue Martha President car, and the floating light flew past Song Ying's fair face.
There was a MacBook Pro on her crossed legs, and she was looking at the content on the screen intently. In the front seat were the driver and bodyguards, and there was an Alfa behind the car, also carrying several bodyguards.
"Miss, with our funds, we shouldn't need to seek cooperation, right?"
The person who asked the question was an assistant sitting next to Song Ying. He was temporarily transferred from the school in the secret village of the Song family and had just started the business of the new company. Despite this, the assistant saw that the new company
After submitting the company's documents, his face couldn't help but look a little weird.
The registered owner of this company is not Song Ying, but Master Qiu. Miss Song Ying actually does not have any shares in the company, and only receives the salary of the CEO.
This inevitably made this top student in the village school start to have wild thoughts about the internal affairs of the Song family.
"We are not short of funds." Song Ying closed the computer, "but what we are short of is time and space. Mr. House, whom we are going to meet this time, has a very good factory in China, and the sales channels are also very complete, and
We have a deep cooperative relationship with the Zhao family, one of the four great families in the capital of China. If we can use Mr. House as a platform, then we can quickly gain a foothold."
"Are these the materials that Miss Zhang prepared for you?" the assistant asked curiously.
Song Ying said calmly: "It's just mutual benefit. Mrs. Zhang is a very important figure in the business circle in southern China. In particular, several of the chamber of commerce leaders in this province are disciples of this old lady. These resources are not needed."
No need for it. Besides, we deal with a lot of things for this old lady’s Li family every year. This time my Song family got the opportunity to come back and develop, so she will naturally be happy to do the favor."
"This old lady is difficult to deal with." The assistant shook his head, and then said teasingly: "Miss, you didn't like dealing with these old antiques before. This time, you worked so hard for Master Qiu's company. After he found out,
It will definitely be very touching!”
"I'm so touched! If you don't make me angry, it's a good thing! No one can be found these days! Didn't I just say that he doesn't need to worry about it? This was obviously just a polite comment, but this dead head actually acted like nothing happened!
!”
"Hey, miss, you shouldn't let Master Qiu be so quick..." The assistant sighed, "Men are all big pigs."
In broad daylight, Master Qiu and Miss Ying spent a long time in the car, and then Miss Ying said about her back pain. She had already passed the "I tell you something, but you must not tell it" method.
In the mysterious little village of the Song family in South America, although it can't be said that everyone knows about it, it doesn't seem to be a secret.
"What?" Song Ying was stunned.
What does big pig's hooves mean...
The car suddenly stopped at this moment, and the driver in front turned back and said: "Miss, we're here."
