The next morning, the curtains were tightly drawn, and the faint sunlight sneaked in through the gaps in the curtains. The whole room was quiet and dim. Guan Ya gradually woke up and subconsciously stretched out her arm to reach out to her lover who was sleeping in the same bed with her, but she touched nothing.
She hadn't regained consciousness yet. She frowned slightly, and then her thick eyelashes trembled for a moment. She opened her beautiful eyes and looked around. The pillow was empty. With just one glance, she woke up in the beautiful morning and her mood suddenly became bad. But soon, she seemed to have sensed something, turned over, and looked towards the direction of the desk. A figure was sitting at the table, the fluorescent blue light of the screen shone on his face, the surroundings were dim, and the face was handsome and clean, vivid and deep.
Guan Ya's heart suddenly calmed down, and her quiet and beautiful mixed-race face instantly became lively. Her voice was a little sweet and lazy, and she ate potato chips and said, "It's already the sage time early in the morning.
"Woman, you are playing with fire again. Have you forgotten who was crying and begging for mercy last night?" Zhang Yuanqing looked over and sneered.
He saw Guan Ya sitting up while holding the quilt, with her two long beautiful legs stretched out and "stepping on the ground". She bent down to pick up the nightgown scattered at the foot of the bed. This posture allowed Zhang Yuanqing to clearly see the curvy jade back.
It was as delicate as the finest jade, and not as skinny as a girl's, but rather the plumpness that only an adult can have. The fairy Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, retracted his gaze, and looked back at the computer.
Guan Ya put on her nightgown, walked to the desk, and hugged his neck from behind the wall, "Are you reading the dungeon guide... Oh, you fast-forwarded into the dungeon recently." "I think you are in a multiplayer dungeon this time."
Zhang Yuanqing said "hmm". The copy strategy of Taiyi Sect is almost useless, but it is still necessary to keep it in case it is used this time. Based on his performance in the Sea of Yashan, the worst case scenario for the next copy is that he will encounter a situation of 6 with 4 again. The second level is level 1. The most optimistic scenario is that it is an S-level copy.
Just imagine, when your props and trump cards can easily kill a level 4 saint, and fight with a level 5 saint, and can even wrestle with an early level 6 saint, then will the Spirit Realm still let you continue to live freely in the dungeon of the corresponding level? The Spirit Realm is an effective balancing mechanism.
It is rare for a level 6 player to bring a level 4 player with him in the matchmaking system, but rare does not mean that it does not exist. The reason for this rarity is probably that most of the players’ points are not high enough. When your hidden points are high enough, it may become common to match with high-level saints.
However, this phenomenon is probably only known to "a few rare geniuses", such as the marshals and demon lords who have also been promoted rapidly and reached the highest stage of dominating the heavenly emotions in a short period of time. Guan Ya lowered her pointed chin to his shoulder and said softly
"Come back safely! When my rating improves, maybe I can be matched with you in the same dungeon again."
Since she decided to upgrade, she no longer deliberately stuck to the level. After experiencing the outstanding performance in the killing copy, her current score is almost stable at the A level. For her, an A-level script is a copy that must be completed with great effort. In the last "Lin'an Strange Case", she had three life-and-death crises and almost died in it. It is hard to imagine how Yuanshi survived so many S-level copies in the past.
"I have a lot of treasures now. Even if facing a level 6 strong man, I can hold on." Zhang Yuanqing turned his head and kissed her red lips lightly. They kissed passionately, and their breathing gradually became heavy.
At this time, there was a ding-dong sound from the table. It was Guan Ya's phone with the constellation stickers on it. Guan Ya raised her head, reached out to pick up the phone, checked the message, and her expression suddenly changed:
My mother will come to Songhai tomorrow.
Acting so quickly, I thought my mother-in-law would be like a villain boss, looking disdainful and giving me time to develop... Zhang Yuanqing instinctively rolled up his sleeves and took the first step to happiness, starting with "killing my mother-in-law." Guan Ya:
7:30 in the evening, at the gate of Fujiawan Villa Community.
A black business car arrived at the community. Yin Ji, who was sitting in the back seat, heard a sharp whistle outside the window.
She lowered the car window and turned her head to look. She saw a blue car parked on the side of the road. A handsome young man was sitting in the driver's seat. The young man smiled at her and said, "Ah, I'll take you for a ride."
Yin Ji was a little uncomfortable with his familiarity, but looking at his smiling face, her usually gloomy mood inexplicably relaxed a little. She nodded slightly and opened the car door.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the widow of the Demon Lord who was walking towards him from under the commercial vehicle. She was, as always, wearing a layered black silk dress with exquisite lace patterns on the hem.
Her hair was like a waterfall, her face was covered by a black veil, her eyes were calm and beautiful, her temperament was ethereal and mysterious, and she was noble, like an elf in the black moon. The orange light of the street lamp sprinkled on her face, adding a touch of warmth to her face.
Yin Ji got in the car and closed the door gently.
In her calm and dark eyes, the starlight of the shoe beam appeared, saying
"Master gave me two magical instruments to guard against unexpected events. Before the meeting, we should take precautions to prevent accidents from happening and avoid falling into the enemy's trap. Professional security has a price of about a hundred years.
After a few seconds, she smiled and said "Congratulations"
The brilliant light of Yuan Palace indicated that Yuanshi Tianzun was in the stage of passionate love, but there was also a haze that seemed to exist and not exist. So Yin Ji kindly reminded that your relationship would have twists and turns in the near future. Zhang Yuanqing started the car, merged into the traffic, and said with emotion: My mother-in-law and future father-in-law do not agree with my marriage with my girlfriend. Yin Ji was stunned again, and smiled:
"Given your status and position, it's hard to imagine that the girl's parents would object."
"Because they have a better one," Zhang Yuanqing turned the steering wheel and the car turned into the elevated road, but had no choice but to:
My girlfriend is a direct descendant of the Fu family. The Fu family originally wanted her to marry the Miller family of Tianfa. In Fu Qingyang's words, this is a project worth hundreds of billions of yuan, with a high rate of return and low risk.
"And I am a grassroots person, I have no assets, no power, no money, and I am only interested in the illusory potential. The risk is high, the effect is slow, and if I die in the spirit world one day, the rate of return will be zero.
“On the contrary, if they marry into the Miller family, she doesn’t care if that guy dies. Their goal is to cooperate with the Miller family, not with that guy.
Upon hearing this, Yin Ji frowned and became pessimistic about Yuanshi Tianzun's feelings.
She was born into a powerful family. Unlike a sect or family, they would not force members to marry each other. But even if you have never said pork, you will always see pigs run. The marriage between spiritual families is definitely not like what is shown in TV dramas, which can move heaven and earth and move the future mother-in-law.
As Yuanshi Tianzun said, marriage is a big project, involving the development of family and power, and the interests behind it are difficult to estimate. Can you not marry if you don't want to? In front of the family, most of the clan members are not qualified to negotiate, unless they are extraordinary geniuses.
Although Yuanshi Tianzun has a promising future, as he said, it is risky and slow to show results, and there is a possibility that the investment will be wiped out. Compared with 22, the Miller family has low risks and high returns. As an investor, it is self-evident what to choose.
The conversation should have ended here and should not have continued, but Yin Ji didn't know why, she felt an urge to explore and asked, "Then how do you plan to deal with it?" Zhang Yuanqing said calmly, "Of course I will fight to the end.
"But resistance may not necessarily have a good result, it may even implicate you," Yin Ji said.
"What are you afraid of? I am an official. What can the Fu family do to me? I will get Guan Ya pregnant first. Once the matter is settled, they can only accept it with a pinch of their noses." Zhang Yuanqing said with great momentum:
"But her mother is also very experienced. She actually saw through my evil ambitions and flew to Songhai to make an alliance without giving me a chance. I haven't figured out how to deal with her yet."
"Yes, you have an official identity, you are the right official identity," Yin Ji whispered to herself. After all, they are different. What they are facing is an emotional problem, not a life and death problem. The teacher's stern reprimand seemed to ring in her ears again: If you want him to die, you will continue to accompany him. When other elders come to the door next time, the members will not spare his life. After a few seconds of silence, she couldn't help but ask:
What about Baidi Yu? Isn't she afraid of getting you into trouble? The elder of the Fu family will invite "famous strictness. Even if she is not afraid of getting you into trouble, how can she resist the family?"
Yin Ji said a bit too much today. Zhang Yuanqing said calmly:
"Since we have decided to
She said that if the Fu family dared to intervene violently, she would make herself an orphan.
After that, she didn't say anything and just stared blankly at the scenery on the street. The night wind ruffled her hair and blew her skirt like a lilac flower covered with sorrow. Half an hour later, the blue carriage drove away from Songhai and arrived at Jinshan City. Yin Ji, who had been silent all the way, finally spoke.
Zhang Yuanqing parked his car on the side of the road and watched her take out a tortoise shell from the storage bin and handed it to her. "Shake it three times to the left and three times to the right. It can predict your luck in the near future."
This divination tool complements astrology and provides an extra layer of insurance.
She should have taken it out at the beginning, but the conversation with Yuanshi Tianzun reminded her of the past, and she didn't think of it until now.
Zhang Yuanqing took the tortoise shell and, like a shaman, raised it up to his left and shook it three times, then raised it up to his right and shook it three times. There came a "ding-ding-dang-dang" sound from the tortoise shell. He tilted the tortoise shell and poured out the copper coins.
Zhang Yuanqing spread out three large copper coins in his palm. He looked down and then raised his eyes to Yin Ji: "How is it?"
He was not the owner of the tortoise shell, nor was he an alchemist, so he could not read the hexagram. Yin Ji's pupils shrank, "This is a bad omen!..." "What?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment.
Ji repeated: "This is a very bad omen. Your life will be in danger in the near future.
After that, Yin Ji opened her starry eyes again and examined Yuanshi Tianzun's face. She found that the palace of evil was clear and bright, and there was no bloody disaster. Astrology and divination had a conflict. Why the hell am I in danger again? Can you let me have a few days of peace? I just slept with Sister Guan Ya... Zhang Yuanqing was full of anger. Oh my god!
Zhang Yuanqing did not think that Xia Guike's divination was wrong. The Taiyin fragment had its own ideas. It would grant secrets when necessary, just like when in the killing copy, there were "big guys" snooping outside the copy, and it would "block the full moon mark by itself." But most of the time, it did not intervene. That is to say, he will really have a big crisis in the near future.
Yin Ji picked up the tortoise shell, shook it left and right, and poured in the copper coins. The hexagram displayed by the copper coins made her frown again. Her hexagram was peace, which meant that only Yuanshi Tianzun would face a new major crisis. Yin Ji pondered for a few seconds and analyzed:
The crisis should not come from tonight's meeting, otherwise I will be like you. Astrology can only see short-term destiny, not more than one day, and the hexagram predicts the near future, which is farther in time. Are you going to enter a dungeon soon?
"Yes" Zhang Yuanqing nodded suddenly. The great crisis predicted by the hexagram comes from the copy
Well, it is also possible that it was caused by the murder hired by his mother-in-law, he added in his mind. Yin Ji's eyes were suddenly filled with worry.
"Let's go meet the people from the Southern School first. We can talk about the things in the dungeon later." Zhang Yuanqing suppressed his heavy emotions, not wanting to convey them to Yin Ji, and said with a smile:
"Every time I enter a dungeon, I'm always in life-or-death crisis. I'm used to it. I'm used to it."
Yin Ji wanted to say something but stopped herself, but Zhang Yuanqing didn't give her a chance to speak. He stepped on the accelerator and got back on the road. Twenty minutes later, the two arrived at the agreed location:
The office of a small logistics company.
The office of more than ten square meters was cluttered with packages. On the only two chairs sat a bright and elegant girl with a fair face named Xiaoyuan.
In the other photo, Kou Beiyue, sitting on a horse and holding a golden sword, looks like a gang leader leading the negotiations. The real protagonist, the fat boy, stands obediently aside. Zhang Yuanqing Yin Ji enters the office, and Kou Beiyue speaks first, with sharp eyes and a low voice: "The success of this negotiation depends on the sincerity of Taiyi Sect." After the words fell, Zhang Yuanqing strode forward, picked up his collar and threw him aside: "Go! Adults are talking, children, go away."
Kou Beiyue staggered, but fortunately he was supported by the chubby little Xuezi, so he did not fall. He glared at Yuanshi Tianzun, but dared not say anything. Zhang Yuanqing motioned Mingju to take a seat, and then looked at Xiaoyuan, who was missing from Luo Ri, and said with a grin, "Auntie Xiaoyuan.
She was still as beautiful and cool as ever, with a strong aura. When she sat there, she had the temperament of a lady from a wealthy family. The gentle and kind Yin Ji was suppressed by her.
Seeing Xiaoyuan appear here, he felt relieved.
This means that Master Wuhen will also be watching the negotiation. The master is still reliable and does not believe in the integrity of the Southern School, so he sent Xiaoyuan to supervise.
There is also the possibility that Xiaoyuan heard about the negotiation and came here on purpose. She has the Dream Entering Jade Talisman, and her coming here means that Master Wuhen is also coming. Xiaoyuan has a cold face and ignores him.
What's wrong? I haven't "annoyed" her recently, this woman; really, she's hot and cold. Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt that "perhaps the one who can be trusted is Master 8N? If Xiaoyuan was concerned about his safety, why would she give him a sour face? Yin Ji looked at Xiaoyuan and said softly: "What plans do you have for the Southern School?" At this time, Xiaopang "weakly raised his hand" and said, "Well, I am the messenger of the Southern School." Yin Ji looked at him, a question mark flashed in her eyes: PS: The typos will be corrected later.