Yin Ji frowned and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with some uncertainty.
"He is a 'good minister who chooses his master and kills'. You should have seen him on the wanted list." Zhang Yuanqing nodded and gave an affirmative answer.
Yin Ji Dingding looked at it for a few times, and she really remembered such a number one person, nodded and said:
"Long respected name!"
The good minister chose his master and killed him. He was very famous in the extraordinary stage. He was indeed an illusionist of the Nihility Sect (Southern Sect). However, Yinji didn't pay much attention to the brats in the extraordinary stage before, so she didn't recognize him immediately.
The little fat man sighed:
"I can sense your surprised emotion. What you are probably thinking is, how can this guy be the younger brother of a fire master?
"I am indeed acting as a younger brother, but I have to explain to the boss that he is a bewitching demon, not a fire master."
The surprise in Yin Ji's eyes became even stronger. As a senior deacon of Taiyi Sect, she had dealt with many fire masters and knew the temperament of fire masters well.
It is hard to imagine that this young man who almost has the word "Fire Master" carved on his forehead is actually a bewitching demon.
He does not have the hostility and evil spirit of the bewitching demon.
Yin Ji calmed down her emotions and said calmly: "So, what is your southern faction's plan?"
"There is no plan, because this is something that the elders need to discuss, and the purpose of our meeting is just to make simple contacts and lay the foundation for subsequent cooperation." The little fat man said solemnly:
"Have you brought the contract items?"
Yin Ji nodded slightly, spread her palms, and a gleam of yellow light bloomed from her palms, condensing into a golden scroll.
She unfolded the scroll. On the scroll made of old parchment, there were drawings of shields and swords. A stern and upright atmosphere filled the entire office.
The little fat man nodded with satisfaction:
"You are Elder Hongying's beloved disciple. The great elder asked me to sign a contract with you. If the Taiyi Sect is black and the black is defeated, then you will suffer the backlash of the contract and return to the spiritual realm.
"If the Nihility Sect takes advantage of others, then I will be the one who returns to the spiritual realm."
Are you going to use Yin Ji to restrain Elder Hongying? Well, with Elder Hongying's feelings for Yin Ji, with this layer of restraint, he will be somewhat wary, but you, a little fat man, it is obvious that grandma does not love uncle, Yin
Ji and you exchange, Taiyi Sect will have to die. Zhang Yuanqing will watch calmly and not interfere.
Yin Ji unfolded the scroll, and according to the little fat man's request, she entered the contract content on the scroll in words, with a drop of blood as evidence, and then threw the scroll out.
The little fat man reached out to take it and signed an equal contract in the same way.
Then, he threw the scroll back and said, "Exchange contact information."
Yin Ji took out her mobile phone and added friends with an evil profession for the first time.
"Just wait for news from us. Today's preliminary contact is completed." The little fat man took a step back and said that he was fine.
But whether there is anything going on between Yuanshi Tianzun and Xiao Yuan has nothing to do with him.
Xiao Yuan stood up with a cold face, looked at Kou Beiyue and the little fat man, "Let's go."
Without even looking at Yuanshi Tianzun, he walked out of the office first.
Kou Beiyue was stunned for a moment, looked at Xiao Yuan's back, and then at Yuan Shi Tianzun, feeling happy and worried at the same time:
"Did you two have a conflict again?"
Beiyue said this, which means that Xiaoyuan is not here to be an aunt. She is only targeting me and is only angry with me. Zhang Yuanqing looked at the little fat man.
The little fat man said silently with his lips: You didn't go to the hotel that day.
After saying that, he took the boss, who wanted to chat more with Yuanshi Tianzun, and left in a hurry.
Xiao Yuan was angry because I didn't go to the hotel? Zhang Yuanqing's expression suddenly became strange, and he didn't know whether to be happy or melancholy.
From a man's nature, this is undoubtedly something to be happy about. Xiao Yuan is angry because he has not been to the Wuhen Hotel recently and has rarely contacted him.
It shows that Aunt Xiao Yuan feels that she has been left out. This kind of emotion is not something that can be experienced in ordinary relationships between men and women.
The regret is that Zhang Yuanqing feels that he is not a scumbag like Lingjun. He is already interested in Sister Ya, and he is afraid that he will let down Xiao Yuan's infatuation.
With this thought in mind, he rushed after her and intercepted Madoka who was walking towards the white car.
"Aunt Xiaoyuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have to leave without even saying a few words." Zhang Yuanqing complained, pretending not to know.
After all, after practicing with Lingjun for several months, he has become more and more familiar with women's psychology. With Madoka's character, speaking frankly will only make her angry.
At that time, it was not a slap in the face, but a beating.
So he pretended to be stupid and sweet.
"The store is busy and I don't have time." Madoka answered coldly and quickened her pace.
"Your shabby hotel has no guests all day long." Zhang Yuanqing muttered.
Madoka turned her head and glared at him.
"I just came out of Qinfeng College. A murder occurred there. I have been under investigation in Songhai. I was interrogated in various ways and took notes. For three days in a row, I was finally able to breathe." Zhang Yuanqing followed her and said nonchalantly.
explain:
"Last time, Fu Qingyang sent me a mission to contact the Void Sect. I had to have another meeting later. I was in a hurry and didn't go to the Wuhen Hotel. What a pity. I think about Aunt Xiaoyuan every day."
Xiao Yuan glanced coldly at the little fat man behind her and said calmly:
"Being busy is a good thing. The official will focus on cultivating you. You will have a bright future and you will have less contact with evil heretics like us."
After that, open the door and get into the cab.
Zhang Yuanqing coughed, looked at Kou Beiyue and the little fat man, and said:
"I have something to discuss with Xiao Yuan, you two should go back first."
Kou Beiyue didn't have any sense at all, "We didn't come here on a scooter."
"Take a taxi."
"No money." Kou Beiyue said confidently: "It costs 60 yuan to take a taxi back to the hotel. I only earn 100 yuan for running all morning."
Zhang Yuanqing transferred a thousand yuan to him without saying anything.
Kou Beiyue became happy: "Tell Xiaoyuan slowly."
Like a child who received a huge amount of pocket money, he happily took his friends away.
Zhang Yuanqing got into the carriage.
A few minutes later, Yin Ji came out of the office after talking to the teacher on the phone. She happened to see Yuan Shi Tianzun get out of the car, lowered his head, and waved goodbye to the bright and mature woman in the car.
The latter's expression was no longer as cold as before, he started the car and drove away from the logistics company.
Finally, she was coaxed. Lingjun was right. As long as you have enough patience, you can coax a woman who loses her temper, because all they need is for you to coax her. Zhang Yuanqing once again lamented the wisdom of his mentor.
"Are you familiar with them?" Yinji walked over with her skirt fluttering.
"They are all my beloved relatives and friends, brothers and sisters. Well, that little fat guy doesn't count." Zhang Yuanqing looked back at the Demon Lord's widow. Seeing her delicate eyebrows slightly frowning and hesitating to speak, he knew what this sister was thinking.
smiled and said:
"Although they are evil professions, they never do evil things, and their moral bottom line is higher than most lawful professions."
"I don't believe it." Yin Ji said honestly.
Zhang Yuanqing shrugged without explaining, pointed at the sports car, and said with a smile:
"Sister, let's go and take you back to Songhai.
"Are you going to rest in Fujiawan for one night, or go directly to the airport?"
Yinji has a gentle voice:
"Night is when we are most energetic."
Go directly to the airport, right? Zhang Yuanqing understood and said while walking towards the sports car:
"I will be entering the dungeon in the next few days. I may not be able to participate in the operation to capture Master Chunyang. Well, if the dungeon is released, please feel free to contact me if you need help."
"Okay!" Yin Ji did not refuse.
At 11:40 pm, the blue sports car arrived at the departure level of Songhai International Airport along the elevated highway.
Yin Ji opened the car door, but did not get out of the car immediately. She said softly:
"Official people like to criticize others most, and then defeat the enemy on the basis of justice. You have outstanding talents, but in the struggle for power, you cannot be the opponent of those old foxes."
Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and said, "I remember it."
This was a hint to him that he should keep a distance from Madoka and the others and not leave any excuses to others.
Yin Ji nodded, stepped out of the sports car, and walked into the brightly lit waiting hall with her skirt flying.
Zhang Yuanqing chased Yin Ji with his eyes until the tall and graceful figure completely disappeared. He withdrew his gaze and drove away in a sports car.
Lingjun closed the door, took out the green orb, and activated the "Forest Barrier" to isolate the sound.
He reached out for his cell phone in his pocket, held it in his palm, showed a hesitant and troubled expression, gritted his teeth, and clicked on a blocked number.
——Victoria!
The female elder of Taiyi Sect, a foreign Chinese, is responsible for handling the affairs of the eight eastern provinces.
This elder is the only foreign descendant of the Taiyi Sect, and he is a native-born foreigner. After becoming the Night Wandering God, he naturally joined the Taiyi Sect. Well, that was twenty or thirty years ago.
When Lingjun was very young, Elder Victoria was in his prime. Because he was often abused by his older brothers, Elder Victoria took pity on the motherless child and once "taken him in".
Lingjun lived with her for many years, and his young heart secretly swore that he would respect her as an elder in the future.
Later, when he grew up, Victoria was still in her prime and charming, so... well, her filial piety deteriorated.
Victoria also had great affection for the child she watched grow up. Unable to withstand his obsession, Victoria developed a love that spanned ages.
But Lingjun is a reproductive wood demon with an instinctive desire and dissatisfaction with the opposite sex and reproduction. The relationship between the two lasted only a few years before they completely fell out.
Lingjun could squander all the women in the world, but he didn't want to hurt Victoria. After knowing that he couldn't fight against his instinct, he never contacted her again and tried his best not to meet her.
He refused to take up a position in the Taiyi Sect because he did not want to have any official business or meetings with Victoria.
Taking a deep breath, Lingjun, feeling nervous and uneasy, unblocked the person and dialed the number.
The melodious ringtone rang for a long time. The other party answered the phone, and a soft and husky female voice came from the speaker:
"explain!"
Lingjun took a deep breath and said, "Victoria, I have encountered some trouble."
Before he finished his sentence, a "beep" sound came from his ears.
The phone was hung up.
"Alas~" Lingjun sighed quietly. He could completely understand Victoria's indifference. After all, you can't sell love if you want to buy it, but you can sell it if you want to buy it.
However, as long as you have enough patience, you can calm down a woman who loses her temper, unless the relationship is gone.
But with the playboy's skills, even if the relationship is gone, he can make love rekindle.
Lingjun dialed the phone again. This time, the other party hung up several times. Victoria didn't answer until the sixth time.
"You only have three minutes."
She said in a soft voice with a hint of hoarseness.
Victoria still remembered my Lingjun in her heart and sighed softly, saying:
"I've been in some trouble recently. I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have come to you, but Victoria, apart from you, I have no one I trust anymore."
"No matter how many years have passed, you are the person I trust most in the world, so when I was helpless, I thought of you. Just like before, I chose to hold your hand and follow you."
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time, and then he said slowly:
"What happened?"
"I will return to the capital this morning. Let's talk then. You can make preparations, arrange the ceremony, and prepare a secret blessing for me." Lingjun's tone was gentle and solemn.
He wants to find out the truth behind Brother Seventeen's return to the spiritual realm.
Victoria simply said "hmm" and hung up the phone.
It was already one o'clock in the morning when Zhang Yuanqing returned to Fujiawan.
As a passionate young man who has just ended his boyhood, he will not miss any opportunity to stop with silence, but Yin Ji's divination tonight has given him huge pressure.
I didn't show it at the time, I just pretended to be calm.
Therefore, he did not go to Guan Ya's room and returned to his bedroom.
Opening the bedroom door, Zhang Yuanqing saw Princess Yinyao taking off her clothes and sleeping upright on her bed.
He was stunned for a moment and said with some uncertainty:
"Are you overthinking this?"
Princess Yinyao opened her eyes and looked at her with strange blood eyes, "I haven't experienced a bed in many years."
Oh, I just want to sleep on the bed. Yes, she used to stand or sit all night. After all, she is not a doll. Although her body does not need rest, she also wants to sleep on the bed in her heart. I ignored the princess's feelings.
Zhang Yuanqing nodded, entered the room, and closed the door.
His actions made Princess Yinyao wary, and she stared at him with her charming eyes, "I don't know how to sleep with you. If you want to have sex between a man and a woman, you can find Guan Ya or Lin Xing.
Queen."
"You sleep on your own, I just want to find a place to be quiet." Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand, "Besides, your sleeping posture is wrong. If you don't know, you will think you have passed away."
"It has been lying in the coffin for too many years." Princess Yinyao explained.
He said "Oh", walked to the desk, sat down, turned on the lamp, and thought about the hexagrams that were omens of great disaster.
There are currently two clear sources of crisis, one is the mother-in-law, and the other is the copy.
No matter how dissatisfied his mother-in-law is with his cheap son-in-law, the most she can do is make things difficult for him and suppress him, or send experts to teach him a lesson. It is impossible to hire a murderer to kill him, at least not in the near future.
That's from the copy.
"It seems that it is really a dungeon with 6 and 4. With my current equipment, my life is still in danger. This shows how terrifying the dungeon that is about to be opened is."
He pondered deeply and thought of two options: First, ask the Elvis speaker for the content of the copy.
The dungeons he entered were all experienced by Demon Lord, and this time was no exception.
Second, find ways to improve your own strength.
Borrowing dominator-level props from Fu Qingyang? No, this will only increase the difficulty of the dungeon. If you really do this, the crisis this time may be caused by borrowing props.
It must be a means that can improve the strength in the dungeon. If it is not a prop, it can only be a rapid improvement in his own strength.
"I still have 2% experience points left before I can upgrade. I can consider this aspect. In addition, there is the Chunyang Cleansing Record."
Zhang Yuanqing thought of the divine power of the sun brought out by Gao Tianyuan, and immediately had a new problem - the divine power of the ten regiments of the sun was too overbearing, and if he practiced it forcefully, his body would be burned to ashes.
Thinking of this, he looked at Princess Yinyao who was sleeping stiffly on the bed and said:
"Noble and beautiful princess."
"Good talk." The princess interrupted coldly.
"Did your master teach you the secret technique of Chunyang Cleansing Body Record?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
"Of course there is, but after my body turns into a Yin corpse, I will no longer be able to practice Pure Yang Body Washing Record." Princess Yinyao said.
Zhang Yuanqing asked: "Is there any way to quickly improve the state of Chunyang Cleansing Record?"
"No."
"Okay, I asked the wrong question," Zhang Yuanqing asked again: "Is there any way that I can use a large amount of the divine power of the sun without my physical body collapsing? Don't say no, please use your smart mind to think about it."
The princess thought about it for a moment, and then gave the answer, "It is impossible to have strong life force as a backing. The master-level sun power burns the body in an instant, and the life liquid has no time to take effect. You
will die."
Well, even if the life liquid doesn't work, then there really is nothing we can do. Wait, the palace master has a more advanced life liquid!
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes lit up and he immediately sent a message to the palace master:
"Have you used up the life liquid? Is there any left?"
I sent the message and got no response for a long time.
It seems that we have to wait. Zhang Yuanqing was a little anxious, but she could only put down her phone. The palace master said that she would use the essence of life to treat her crazy brain.
After parting ways with Gao Tianyuan, she never heard from her again, presumably because she was recovering from illness.
Zhang Yuanqing opened the drawer, took out the Elvis speaker, and used star escape to reach the rooftop of the villa.
He turned on his phone and played a random piece of music:
"The moonlight is gentle and lingering, and the mist blurs your face~"
When the song ended, he patted the top of Elvis Presley's stereo and said, "It's your turn. I want to know what copy I will make next."
"Zizzi~" The sound of electricity rang out from the speaker of Elvis Presley's stereo, and immediately, a hoarse female voice echoed:
"The moonlight is gentle and lingering, and the mist blurs your face~"
It didn’t know either, so it returned the song to me? Zhang Yuanqing twitched the corner of his mouth and said angrily:
"Are you trying to steal my songs for nothing? You must give me an explanation."
The Elvis Presley speaker went silent, probably thinking about how to compensate. After a few seconds, the "sizzling" sound of electricity sounded again. The next moment, a hoarse and soft female voice sounded:
"Little enemy, little enemy, I love you so much."
Zhang Yuanqing had never heard this voice before, it was not a heroine that had appeared in the past.
Damn it, Zhang Yuanqing, when the words "little enemy" appeared, he quickly grabbed the Elvis speaker and went on a night tour.
"Iron-hit Demon Lord, Flowing Woman, who is sleeping with this time? Maybe there will be useful information." Zhang Yuanqing sighed with some nostalgia: "I haven't listened to the Demon Lord's exercise audio for a long time."