"You little brat who can't gain weight, later you will cooperate with Miss Han from Gaodao, and cover each other to control Ye Chen, who is ranked 30th on the top ranking list of the 'Tribulation Heavenly Lord'!"

After constructing the infinite will reflection filtering isolation shield in Shen Lingxi's sea of consciousness, Chen Yi immediately began to arrange the work.

Shen Lingxi's soul shrank: "Boss, you can actually just call me by my name..."

She felt that this boss was a little petty. She had just whispered a few words to him secretly, and he turned around and called her online name to retaliate?

"Little brat, no problem, little brat." Chen Yi smiled kindly: "Hurry up and return to your spiritual platform, it's time to work, little brat!"

Shen Lingxi:......

That's right, he did it on purpose!

"Your boss, listen to your boss!"

Shen Lingxi smiled slightly, and his soul instantly flew into the air and returned to the spiritual platform.

Next second.

Han Qianxue, who was shaking her head and pretending to be affectionate, felt the delicate body in Shen Lingxi's arms tremble, and Shen Lingxi's scattered pupils refocused, and her beautiful eyes were no longer covered with a layer of gray mist, but were extremely clear.

"Sister Lingxi, I miss you so much~"

"Sister Qianxue~ I miss you too~"

Shen Lingxi quickly entered the state, cooperating with the human-machine Han Qianxue, disguising himself as a human-machine to have a mentally retarded conversation.

The other freely moving humans and robots around looked over but didn't notice anything unusual, so they turned around and continued their meaningless activities.

Without noticing, Shen Lingxi and Han Qianxue were leaving their exclusive activity area hand in hand, quietly approaching Ye Chen who was swaying left and right in the distance.

******

The years in the divine world are long.

In a certain ancient historical basin.

The first-class space-time patrol officer Zhang Ren is patrolling for the whereabouts of the wanted fugitive Ling Xiao.

"No, Ling Xiao really was active in this period of ancient history?"

"Well, these are just some traces left here. Please don't add to my workload..."

Zhang Qiren's eyes were deep, and he calmly smoothed out the wrinkles of time.

Of course, these wrinkles of time cannot be said to be without value. If one really traces them, one can still infer Ling Xiao's escape movements based on clues, or even locate Ling Xiao's hiding place!

It's just that he doesn't need to work so hard.

After all, if he, a traitor, really found Ling Xiao, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?

Ling Xiao is still very useful. At least he can share most of the firepower from Wuji, making the little ghost Chen Yi less stressed.

Therefore, it is enough for him to just work, but he is absolutely not allowed to exert his strength!

"Brother Ren, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind Zhang Ren.