Ah? The Demon Eye wants to see me, and Elder Dog agrees? How can I not go... Zhang Yuanqing was shocked. He never expected that the matter of the Demon Eye was over, and he would have an intersection with him again. That madman left him with too deep a psychological shadow. To be honest, Zhang Yuanqing didn't want to see him.

"Why did you take me to see the Demon Eye King? I don't think I have any deep connection with the Demon Eye King." Zhang Yuanqing expressed his doubts. The Demon Eye King came to Songhai to hunt down the Palace Master of Stop Killing, and Yuanshi Tianzun was just a bonus.

The Demon Eye had no reason to "pursue" him relentlessly. Fu Qingyang said calmly: "Elder Dog asked about the details of the Chu family's massacre. The Demon Eye put forward a condition, and asked to see you by name. You can rest assured about the safety. He is imprisoned in the zoo and all his skills are sealed. The Dog Elder will also be watching. "Ask me by name? What virtue and ability does this Heavenly Venerable have to make Lord Demon Eye take such a fancy to Zhang Yuanqing? He hesitated; "If he can guarantee my safety, then I can go to see him." The details of the Chu family's massacre attracted him.

That bitch Palace Master is obsessed with the past when the Chu family was exterminated.

Although Fengpi often teased him, he was actually nice to him. Zhang Yuanqing felt that he should give it a try given this opportunity. After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing put on a baseball cap and a mask and quietly went out.

Forty minutes later, we took a taxi to Fujiawan Villa. An extended luxury car had been waiting at the entrance of the villa community. The door slowly slid open, and Zhang Yuanqing walked quickly to get in.

Fu Qingyang, wearing a white suit and a handsome short ponytail, sat expressionlessly on a leather soft chair. "Centurion!" Zhang Yuanqing greeted him and examined the luxurious interior of the carriage.

Fu Qingyang has many cars, and this is one of the few whose price he knows, with the landing price ranging from seven to nine million.

The car has a refrigerator, spacious and comfortable seats, and a small table between two seats, which is equipped with cigar cutters, spray gun lighters, high-peptide cups, etc. There is a soft blanket under the feet, and the windows are equipped with curtains. When the seat backs are leaned down, it becomes a soft and comfortable small bed. The handsome young master of a wealthy family, playing with a round-headed and flat-tailed cigar in his hand, said: "Let's go!" The luxury car started and accelerated smoothly, so smoothly that it made people deeply feel the difference between luxury cars and economy cars.

Fu Qingyang picked up the drill-type cigar cutter on the small table, snipped the round head and handed it over: "Want one?" Zhang Yuanqing waved his hand: "I don't smoke, and I don't smoke cigars." He didn't dislike smoking, but he felt that at his age, he was too old to write new poems to express his sorrow, and it was not yet time for him to smoke to relieve his depression.

The only time I smoked was when I and Kou Beiyue came out of the house of the security captain whose name I had forgotten.

Fu Qingyang sneered: "If you can't smoke a cigar, how can you be my son-in-law of the Fu family and my cousin-in-law?" "III" At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing didn't know what expression to use to face Fu Qingyang's sneer, so he simply had no expression. Fu Qingyang bit his cigar and looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhang Yuanqing understood what he meant and quickly picked up the spray gun lighter on the small table and lit it for the boss. Fu Qingyang took down the cigar, watched his trusted henchman light the cigar for him, and slowly said: "Guan Ya has a fiancé.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was lighting a cigar with his head down, felt a sinking feeling in his heart. He handed over the cigar with a red butt. Fu Qingyang took it, exhaled thick white smoke, and said: "In the spiritual realm family, the younger generations with high status and good looks usually have to accept the family's arrangement, which is called marriage in the old days. Only a few people with good talents can make their own decisions." Guan Ya had such an opportunity, but she gave it up. In return, she had to accept the family's arrangement. Her mother, that is, my aunt, found a fiancé for her. "Zhang Yuanqing thought about it and tried: "Is the other party also from the spiritual realm family? A family within the Five Elements Alliance, or a musician or scholar family?" Fu Qingyang shook his head: "It is a spiritual realm family from abroad. That family is very powerful in the "Heavenly Punisher" organization. "Zhang Yuanqing then remembered that the Fu family was a multinational capital with huge industries at home and abroad, and Fu Qingyang and Guan Ya spent half of their childhood and adolescence abroad. Guan Ya was mixed-blood, and one of her parents should be a foreigner. Because Fu Qingyang, as a cousin, did not have mixed-blood genes, his grandfather's bloodline was normal.

Heaven Punisher? Zhang Yuanqing was about to go back and check the organization, and asked: "What is Guan Ya's attitude?" Fu Qingyang glanced at him: "Of course she resists. If she is satisfied with this marriage, would she still flirt with you?" Zhang Yuanqing was embarrassed by his cousin's words. "So, it's still a bit difficult for you to be my cousin's husband." Fu Qingyang said calmly.

Zhang Yuanqing pretended to be dead and didn't respond. I thought, what kind of attitude is this? Is he warning me not to attract his cousin's attention? Or is he reminding me to work harder? Or is he himself also contradictory?

Unconsciously, luxury cars drove away from the city, the density of high-rise buildings decreased sharply, and the number of factories gradually increased.

In Songhai, both the urban area and the suburbs are overcrowded. The way to distinguish them is that there are more CBD areas in the urban area, while factories are clustered in the suburbs. After driving for another half an hour, there are fewer factories now. Elevated roads and undeveloped areas have replaced residential buildings and factories.

Finally, the luxury car stopped outside a zoo. This zoo has an old-fashioned electric door. The ticket office at the gate looks shabby. A large vertical stone has the word "Zoo" written on it, and the red paint is mottled. The two came out of the car. Fu Qingyang stood at the gate, looking at the dark and silent zoo, and said: "Before entering, there are a few rules you need to pay attention to. First, don't say the word "animal". Second, if you see a rabbit coming, don't pay attention to it. Third, if a staff member comes to ask questions, you should pay attention to his uniform. "Staff members in black uniforms, don't respond, don't respond. Staff members in blue uniforms, you have to say: I'm fine, I don't need help." Zhang Yuanqing was stunned at first, then he understood something, and hesitated: "This zoo is..." Fu Qingyang nodded: "It is a rule-based prop, dominating the level. During the day, it is asleep and does not need to abide by the rules, so the zoo will be open to tourists during the day, and after dusk, everyone must leave. "The rule-based props at the dominant level are almost the ceiling of the spiritual world, or close to the ceiling. By the way, is the entire zoo a prop?... Zhang Yuanqing said: "I remember it."

Fu Qingyang walked to the electric door and said, "Open the door!" The electric door actually started and slid open slowly.

Fu Qingyang strode into the zoo, and Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly followed. Just as he passed through the electric gate and entered the zoo, he suddenly felt a sense of surveillance coming from nowhere. He suddenly stopped and looked up. The night sky was dark and lightless, vast and high, and there was no movement. "What's wrong?" Fu Qingyang stopped and looked back.

Who is watching me? It shouldn't be an illusion... Zhang Yuanqing frowned and said, "I feel like someone is watching me." He pointed to the sky.

Hearing this, Fu Qingyang looked up at the sky, pondered for a few seconds, and said calmly: "Don't worry about it!" The two walked along the spacious main road, with dim street lamps on both sides. The power was not high, and the distance between each street lamp was four or five meters, which resulted in the low-power street lamps only projecting a circular light spot directly below. Between the street lamps was a quiet darkness.

It's a classic scene from a horror movie. No, compared to the dominant rule props, the supernatural elements are nothing... Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart. Fu Qingyang's tall back in a white suit gave him a great sense of security. This young man is calm, powerful, and always so confident.

After walking for about five minutes, a fork in the road appeared ahead, with a sign on it. There was a picture of a lion on the sign.

Fu Qingyang turned into the fork in the road and led the way. Zhang Yuanqing followed him into the fork in the road leading to the Lion Garden. At this moment, a vague voice suddenly came from behind him: "Please

Ask, do you need help?"

Zhang Yuanqing looked back and saw a figure in black uniform standing in the halo of the street lamp. He was wearing a peaked cap, and the shadow cast by the brim of the cap blocked his face. The employee in the black uniform could not respond... Zhang Yuanqing quickly turned around and quickened his pace to catch up with Fu Qingyang.

Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing did not respond to him, the figure under the street light became anxious and quickly chased after him. His voice became more and more ethereal, and he asked: "Excuse me, do you need help?" When Zhang Yuanqing heard the footsteps of the black uniformed employee chasing him, he almost ran away, but he remembered Fu Qingyang's instructions and forced himself to stay calm, not respond, and ignore it. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when they were about to reach behind him, they disappeared strangely. M..

Gone? Zhang Yuanqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he heard a whisper again: "You are here. You finally came to see me~" Who is talking? Zhang Yuanqing felt a chill on his back and his muscles tensed up. He glanced around calmly. The street lights were dim. The outlines of vegetation and rockery were lurking in the darkness, silent and silent. Fu Qingyang, who was walking in front, said calmly: "Don't look around, keep walking!" Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath, put aside all distractions, and followed Fu Qingyang closely. Fortunately, nothing strange happened next.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the lion park. Through the high iron fence, Zhang Yuanqing saw that there was only a white lion in the spacious park, lying lazily on the high platform in the center. It was slender and strong, with beautiful white mane, and had the majesty of a king of the grassland.

The white lion had a deep gaze, and quietly looked at the two "tourists" through the iron fence.

Zhang Yuanqing saw the Demon Eye King in a cell next to the Lion Garden. He was contained in a camphor tree growing indoors, and his hands, feet, and lower body seemed to have grown into the tree. The camphor tree was not tall, but its trunk was extremely thick and gnarled, with vines hanging down from its lush branches and leaves.

A curly-haired Teddy was squatting under the tree.

Seeing Yuanshi Tianzun coming in, the Demon Eye King's eyes lit up.

PS: Typos will be corrected later.