Listening to the marshal's questioning, Fu Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly, then calmed down in an instant.
"What do you mean, Marshal? Yuanshi is not the descendant of the Demon Lord. He has passed the test of the tiger talisman.
Even when facing the supreme leader of the White Tiger Army, Fu Qingyang still maintained a cool attitude.
"Rule props are not omnipotent. All rules have loopholes." The female marshal kept holding the file upright, shook the women's military boots on the table twice, and said:
“Yuanshi Tianzun is a good person, very talented, and very good at raiding dungeons, but he is still a little bit behind the Demon Lord, and the same is true for me. However, his achievements in the extraordinary realm are better than mine and the Demon Lord.
“Based on this alone, he is very suspicious to me.
Fu Qingyang raised his eyebrows, "What you call a little bit worse is your subjective conjecture, and I think that grades are the standard for judging everything.
Facing Master Fu's ruthless rebuttal, the female marshal did not get angry at all and chuckled:
“It’s indeed subjective, but there is a connection between geniuses. For example, Guan Ya, I think she is pretty good, but there is still a big gap between her and the top geniuses.
"For example, I think you are mediocre, but it turns out that your talent is really bad. And the Demon Lord, although I hate his character.
“But I have to admit that he is the only one among his peers who can be promoted to demigod. What he lacks is time.
"Unfortunately, the Yuanshi Tianzun you valued did not give me this feeling. So I made a subjective assumption that there was something fishy about his record.
Having said that, the female marshal put down the documents and revealed her face.
In addition to her soft white hair, her eyelashes are also white, thick and curled, like two small white brushes. Her eyes are light green, not the green eyes of white people, but more like alienation.
Clear and bright, just like the most beautiful gem in the world.
Her eyes are big and round, with slightly upturned corners, making her look smart and majestic.
Eyes account for 60 percent of a person's facial features. These eyes, under those white eyelashes, are truly stunning.
Her other facial features, like her eyes, are extremely outstanding. Her face is white with a cold undertone, her lips are thin and moist, and her nose is straight and delicate. Her temperament is neither graceful, coquettish nor elegant, but rather a kind of breathtaking majesty.
With a pair of eyes that are as bright as gems and majestic, he can control the country with one hand and be the only one who can rule the country.
The temperament of the widow is highlighted.
This is a woman who, when people see her, they can't help but kneel down and shout "Long live Your Majesty."
The female marshal said in a cold voice: "You should know that for a scout of my level, subjective assumptions often represent facts."
Fu Qingyang sneered:
“I just think you’ve lost your mind.
The female marshal threw the document aside, hooked it with her green jade fingers, and a chocolate on the plate flew up by itself, took off her coat, and then put herself into her mouth.
The female marshal smacked her lips. "Let me say something that is not subjective. In the killing instance, I saw Yuanshi Tianzun use a tool of the Demon Lord. It is not a tool for the Night Wanderer profession. Theoretically, it is impossible for him to obtain it. What do you think about this?"
Fu Qingyang frowned:
"This does increase the suspicion that he is the descendant of the Demon Lord, but it cannot be used as ironclad evidence. Marshal, I have just been promoted to Lord. I don't have time to waste time with you. If you have something to say, just speak directly."
While he was speaking, the female marshal had already held the milk tea on the table to her chest and was slurping it.
She did not directly answer Fu Qingyang's question, but said to herself:
“Let me tell you something you don’t know. After the Demon Lord died, all the items he controlled, including the things that the leader of the Dark Night Rose and the Taiyi Sect Master wanted, did not return to the Spirit Realm.
"According to the deduction of the leader of Taiyi Sect, they are somehow retained in the character card. Therefore, the descendants of the Demon Lord are very important to Dark Night Rose and Taiyi Sect.
After saying that, she glanced at the chocolate candies on the table. Suddenly, a piece of chocolate floated into the air and flew towards Fu Qingyang. In the process, it stripped itself naked.
Fu Qingyang waved his hand to knock away the chocolate candy, frowned and said:
"What exactly is in the Demon Lord's character card?"
The level involved in this matter was difficult for even ordinary elders to know, but the female marshal told him without hesitation, "You know the prophecy of the Compass of Light, right? The first sentence at the beginning is, when the sun, moon and stars return to their positions... Heh, now there is one missing from the three, how can they return to their positions?"
Fu Qingyang suddenly realized, "I understand. The Demon Lord controls one of the three supreme items of the Night Wandering God. If Yuanshi is the descendant of the Demon Lord, then the Five Elements Alliance will definitely hand him over to the Taiyi Sect.
The Taiyi Sect and the Five Elements Alliance are of the same origin. The most powerful Night Wanderer in the world is the target of investment by the Five Elements Alliance, just like Bishop Bing's Shura invested in the leader of the Dark Night Rose.
The prophecy involving the Compass of Light is too high.
Even if Yuanshi has the qualifications to be the leader of an alliance, he still has the qualifications.
The Five Elements Alliance would not have the patience to wait for a genius to grow to the highest level. Besides, whether they could reach that step was still an unknown.
Unless everyone in the Five Elements Alliance is Yuanshi Tianzun's father, otherwise, from the perspective of investors, it is self-evident how to choose. The female marshal put the milk tea back on the table, sat up straight, stared at the distance with her proud eyes, and said:
“Whether Yuanshi Tianzun is the descendant of the Demon Lord remains to be verified. This is not difficult. The lies that the tiger talisman cannot detect, but I can. No one can lie in front of my eyes, not even demigods of the same level.
“Bring Yuanshi Tianzun here now, and we will know immediately whether he is the descendant of the Demon Lord.
Fu Qingyang's face turned cold, and his dark and deep eyes turned sharp. "Then why don't you do it, Marshal?"
The gem-like green eyes and the deep black eyes like a cold pond stared at each other for a few seconds. The former was the first to raise his eyes, smiled, and chuckled:
"Because I want to know your attitude towards Yuanshi Tianzun.
"If he is just an insignificant subordinate to you, then I will personally confirm his identity. He will not die, but his opportunity will be transferred to the Taiyi Sect Master.
"If you are determined to train him and regard him as your confidant, then everything we said today will be treated as if it never happened after you leave.
"After all, although I am the Marshal of the White Tiger Army, I am also your sister.
Hearing this, Fu Qingyang waved his hand and let the chocolate fly back. He tasted the bitter taste and said calmly:
"He is my subordinate, a member of the White Tiger Guard. Why should I give up my subordinate's opportunity to the Taiyi Sect?"
The female marshal looked calm, not seeming surprised, and said:
"You should have suspected that he was the descendant of the Demon Lord a long time ago."
Chuan Qingyang said calmly: "Whether he is the descendant of the Demon Lord or not, it is the same to me."
The female marshal nodded and said, "If one day his identity is exposed, then you will bear all the consequences yourself. I will not cover for you.
Fu Qingyang swallowed the candy in his mouth and said proudly: "He is my man in life and my ghost in death. I have the final say on how to deal with him. Before others make comments, please ask my sword first."
"Pa pa..." The female marshal clapped her hands vigorously and praised:
"As expected of you, Master Qian. You are so domineering. By the way, I haven't congratulated you on your promotion to Master Qian yet."
As she spoke, she slowly stood up and waved her hand.
Shelves, desks, comics, snacks, etc. all disappeared
White light gushed out from the female marshal's palm, condensing into a three-foot-long green sword. She said expressionlessly:
"Mr. Qian, who has just been promoted to Lord, please give some advice to this piece of trash of mine."
Fu Qingyang: “…
At dusk, the setting sun looks like blood.
In the elegantly decorated living room, Fu Qingyang's figure appeared out of nowhere. He tilted his body, seemed to be unsteady, and fell tiredly on the handmade sofa.
The handsome Mr. Qian no longer had the charm he once had. His left face was swollen like a pig's head, his right eye was bruised and bloodshot, and two of his molars were broken.
The legs were also broken.
The snow-white suit was covered with sword marks, becoming tattered and bloody.
Fu Qingyang Yong sat on the sofa, took a few breaths, and then saw a golden and transparent injection on the coffee table.
There was no such thing on the coffee table before he came in.
The life essence is ready, this trash woman. Fu Qingyang silently picked up the injection and injected a tube of life essence into the neck vein.
After recovering from his injuries, Fu Qingyang grabbed the phone on the coffee table and called his assistant. His voice was cold and ruthless:
"Get ready to go back to Songhai!"
The sun gradually sank into the horizon, but night had not yet fallen.
Zhang Yuanqing handed the handle to the little funny boy, smelled the rich aroma of food, and walked into the living room.
The table was filled with delicious dishes, including steamed crab, black chicken soup, sea bass, braised bamboo shoots, sweet and sour pork, garlic greens, crispy roast duck, and stir-fried bamboo shoots.
The dishes are so rich that it can be called a banquet.
Grandma was still busy in the kitchen, the iron shovel and the iron pot made a "ping ping ping" sound.
Poor Jiang Yu'er was drafted into the army and imprisoned by his grandmother to work as a helper in a small kitchen.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork and chewed it. He heard his grandmother's voice coming from the kitchen: "Yuanzi, has your girlfriend arrived?"
"Let me ask." Zhang Yuanqing took out his phone and sent a message to Guan Ya: "Are you there? I'm waiting for you to start the meal."
Starting from the afternoon, he bombarded Guan Ya with phone calls and text messages, telling her that if she didn't come again, the whole family would go to her place.
Guan Ya didn't agree at first, but she was really pestered by him and said reluctantly: Okay!
"Half an hour!" Guan Ya replied.
"You said half an hour ago that I would wait for you for five minutes at most. If you don't come, then we can change the place to eat." Zhang Yuan
Qing sent a message saying.
"Oh, so annoying, five minutes!" Guan Ya's message was full of reluctance.
Zhang Yuanqing shouted towards the kitchen:
"Five minutes left, I'll go down and pick her up.
He knew that Guan Ya would definitely come. The old driver always kept her word, though she was a little pretentious.
"broken!
The security door was closed and Zhang Yuanqing went out.
On the other side, in the bedroom, a breeze blew in from the window, and the curtains swayed slightly.
A goddess in colorful feathered clothes and a female ghost in bright red wedding dress descended into the bedroom.
It was Old Liuzi and the ghost bride.
As soon as they appeared, the handle floating in front of the TV suddenly fell to the ground with a "pop".
Sandashan Niangniang looked in the direction of the sound and saw a chubby and cute little baby crying loudly and crawling through the wall to escape.
"That is the little spirit servant raised by my husband." The ghost bride explained softly.
Old Liuzi took the lead slightly.
After two days in the world, she had almost adapted to the changes of the times, seen many new things, and understood the lifestyle of modern people.
Very interesting!
Unfortunately, many things that she thought were worth experiencing had to be given up because she didn't have a physical body.
—The mortal body is not strong enough to withstand her possession.
"My husband is not in the room." The ghost bride sensed carefully and did not detect any presence of Zhang Yuanqing.
Niangniang Sandaoshan cast her gaze towards the drawer on the desk, where she sensed the Demon-Subduing Pestle.
She came into the world at noon two days ago, and it has been exactly two days until noon today. Now it has been more than half a day, and her breath is weakening every minute and every second.
“Hey, my lady, your husband has prepared a body for you.
Just as Lady Sandaoshan was about to return, she saw her maid Bai Lan, wearing a red veil, happily opening the door of the wardrobe.
In the closet, stood quietly a beautiful, exquisite and flawless body.
Lady Sandaoshan hesitated for a moment, glanced in the direction of the living room, and said thoughtfully:
"Why not try some worldly pleasures before you leave?"
Not being able to eat a meal was the biggest regret she had experienced in the past two days.
She only understood three of the modern people's basic necessities of life.
Old Liuzi took a step forward and disappeared into Xue Shanwei's body. The next second, the corpse opened its eyes, and a golden light flashed in its eyes.
, no dullness or coldness.
Niangniang Sandaoshan stepped out of the closet, opened the bedroom door, and came to the living room.
She carefully looked at the layout of the living room and the food on the dining table, standing by the table for a long time.
At this time, a white-haired old lady came out with the last plate of chopped pepper fish head.
Eyes met.
Grandma's face was filled with surprise and she said, "You're here, come sit down."
ps: typos will be updated first and corrected later.