Zhang Yuanqing walked over to the girl in the red skirt, took her slender arm and pulled her aside, "Look at you, what good coffee beans you have, washed Geisha, you spendthrift woman!"

The Palace Master of Stop Killing held his arm in his hands, staring at him with eyes full of waves under the mask, and said in an urgent tone:

"What information have you found out? Tell me now!"

Zhang Yuanqing broke free calmly, "I'm a little thirsty, make me a cup of coffee, oh, right..."

He pinched the Palace Master's smooth and graceful jawline, "I hate pure coffee, vanilla latte, 70% sugar."

Now it was his turn to take the initiative.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing looked at him carefully, took a deep breath, calmed down, and said "hmm".

"You should answer: Yes, my Lord!" Zhang Yuanqing corrected.

"Did I give you face?"

"Then I'll leave?"

"Please take a seat, my Lord."

"good!"

The vanilla latte was quickly ready. The Palace Master of Stop Killing held the coffee, twisted her waist, her wide sleeves fluttering, and placed her plump and round buttocks on Zhang Yuanqing's thighs.

She had adjusted her attitude and said with a smile: "My Lord, do you want me to feed you?"

Zhang Yuanqing noticed a squirming thin thread coming out from under her red skirt and binding her calves, and her expression suddenly froze.

This woman is very vindictive and can't take a joke.

"Palace Master Sister, I was just joking, let's get down to business."

He pointed to the seat across from him.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing raised her red lips, her smile was seductive and charming, and her voice was also soft and charming, just like Daji who was the king of men. "Powerful men must learn how to hug women on the throne of power, and also learn how to taste fine wine, because they are the embodiment of power."

"Okay..." Zhang Yuanqing took a sip of the sweet coffee and didn't insist on her returning to her seat. He went straight to the point: "I have met Master Wuhen. He admitted his identity as the Shadow Twins and told me about the past..."

Immediately, he told her in detail what the master had told her.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing wore a mask, so her expression could not be seen, but her eyes were sometimes sharp, and sometimes thoughtful. When she heard that the four Xiaoyao disciples had all left behind clones, her eyes blossomed with an indescribable glow, flashing with ecstasy and excitement.

After Zhang Yuanqing finished speaking, the Palace Master of Zhisha slowly calmed down and said softly, "But I don't know who my father gave the clone to..."

She rested her head on Zhang Yuanqing's shoulder and said, "Maybe I gave it to my mother, but she has also returned to the Spirit Realm. You know, once a Spirit Realm walker dies, everything in the inventory will return to the Spirit Realm."

Zhang Yuanqing heard sadness and confusion in her tone.

Can things that have returned to the spiritual realm be found again?

The dungeon is full of dangers. Can an unconscious flesh and blood clone survive in the dungeon?

The answer is no.

"But it's good to have a thought." She sighed. "Do you know that my mother brought Zhang Zizhen's clone with her?" Zhang Yuanqing changed the subject.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing snuggled in his arms and shook his head.

Yes, if she knew that Chen Shu brought Zhang Zizhen's clone with her, her reaction just now would not be so exaggerated... Chen Shu didn't tell her, but she understood... Zhang Yuanqing tightened his arms and held this soft and fragrant body in his arms.

Chen Shu is a scheming and resourceful woman. She also has to consider whether the Palace Master of Stopping Killing who stays in the local area will encounter an accident and disclose the fact of her husband's clone.

This is her biggest secret.

Zhang Yuanqing knew his mother too well. She was deep-minded, didn't trust anyone, kept something from everyone, and was cold on the outside, but was vicious and extreme on the inside...

At this time, the Palace Master of Stop Killing suddenly said, "I am worried about one thing."

"What?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

The Lord of Stop Killing straightened up and looked at him. "If you were the leader of Dark Night Rose, what would you do to get the fragment of the Compass of Light after Zhang Zizhen died?"

Zhang Yuanqing hesitated for a few seconds and said, "I will investigate Zhang Zizhen's family at all costs.

Not even relatives and friends are spared. "

"But Lingtuo doesn't know Zhang Zizheng's family background." said the Palace Master.

"But Zhang Zizhen and I are brothers. I know his circle of friends. I will try to start with those friends who have a good relationship with him, such as, for example..." Zhang Yuanqing took a short breath: "The dog elder who was entrusted to the zoo."

The Palace Master of Stop Killing gently held his hand and asked softly, "Anything else?"

The tenderness from her hands brought some warmth to Zhang Yuanqing's cold heart. Her voice was as gentle as a mother's whisper, soothing his emotions.

Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath and said, "Zhang Zizhen is a Night Wanderer. If he has offspring and happens to become a spiritual realm walker, then he must be a Night Wanderer. I will keep a close eye on this group of Night Wanderers."

"In the past fifteen years, have there been any particularly extraordinary night wandering gods?"

"Yes, Demon Lord..."

"What was the end of the Demon Lord?"

…

Zhang Yuanqing was speechless and his face turned pale.

There was a deeper story behind the mutual destruction of the Demon Lord and the Ghost-Eyed Judge, which Zhang Yuanqing had already known.

At that time, the Demon Lord was half a step away from being the Supreme Being and had a divine weapon that could restrain the Fallen Holy Grail. How could he possibly perish together with the Judge of the Trick Eyes?

Zhang Yuanqing already knew that among the people involved in this matter, there was the mysterious figure who invested in the Demon Lord. Now that he thought about it, the leader of the Dark Night Rose was most likely among them.

So the Demon Lord died in a high-end game involving demigods?

I was very surprised when we met. The Demon Lord was a half-step supreme night wandering god, with top attainments in astrology. He had made detailed preparations, so how could he die so easily? But if the opponent was the leader of the Dark Night Rose, it would be reasonable. This demigod majored in Taiyin.

The Demon Lord may have died in Lingtuo's plan, but unfortunately he is not the person Lingtuo is looking for. After the Demon Lord, the most outstanding Night Wanderer is me, and I frequently go in and out of the zoo, and I have close contacts with Master Wuhen's team...

"Yuanshi, you've been targeted and may have been trapped." The Palace Master said softly.

Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but hug the Palace Master tightly. The world was so cold, and only a warm body could give him warmth.

"Don't worry." The Palace Master of Zhisha held his face and pursed his lips, saying, "Your energy is beyond your imagination. At least you are not fighting alone, but what you need to do now is to improve your strength as quickly as possible."

But I don’t drink Red Bull… Zhang Yuanqing thought, trying to find joy in his hardship.

The Palace Master of Stop Killing smiled and said, "So give up women and break up with Guan Ya immediately. Women will only affect your upgrade speed. If you are embarrassed to ask, I will talk to Guan Ya on your behalf."

Good fellow, you are waiting for me here... Zhang Yuanqing said unhappily, "I am not in the mood to talk nonsense with you."

"Then let's not talk about it anymore. Just hug me." She said softly.

The cafe was brightly lit, the night was dark outside, and the smooth floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the two people hugging each other. Their red skirts were as red as fire, beautiful and peaceful.

"Teacher, I want to confess. I am a scumbag and I am not worthy of Sister Guan Ya."

The next morning, on the rooftop of the small villa, Zhang Yuanqing was whispering while holding his cell phone.

"Did you sleep with some woman?" Lingjun's voice sounded lazy, as if he hadn't gotten up yet.

"That's not the case. I am still very capable of controlling my subordinates." Zhang Yuanqing sighed and reflected sincerely: "But I did fall in love with other women."

"Which woman is it?"

"Not one, but two..."

"You kid..." Lingjun on the other end of the phone took a breath.

"Wait a minute, I'll get dressed. There are people around here, so it's hard to talk."

About three minutes later, Lingjun's voice came through the speaker: "I'm in the bathroom, using soundproofing. Tsk tsk, you're different from me. I'm a playboy, pursuing 'I don't care about how long it lasts', as long as I 'have it once'. The girls who are good to me think the same way, so I can walk through thousands of flowers without getting a single leaf on me, and never let anyone down."

"You're just looking for a short-term sex partner."

"Vulgar!" Lingjun scolded him and continued, "If you fall in love with a girl, you can't separate them, but you can't start a harem. You are not a demigod, so why should you start a harem?"

——Currently, those who openly have harems and take in wives and concubines are all first-generation spiritual realm travelers and demigod-level figures.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm a little confused," said Zhang Yuanqing.

"Useless college students." Lingjun sneered, "It's nothing more than picking the one you love the most."

"I love them all."

"To love everyone means to love no one."

"Hey, hey, hey, I didn't call you to complain."

"Then tell me, what do you love about them?"

"Guan Ya has a pretty face and a good figure. She has the knowledge and vision of a rich girl, but she doesn't have the princess syndrome of a rich girl. I am always happy and relaxed when I am with her. No matter what I do, she will support me."

"Yeah, she's a good helper."

"Madoka is a little older but she fits my concept of a partner perfectly. Every time I see her, I feel excited, and she loves me deeply."

"A close female friend is a friend of mine, and I really shouldn't let her down. What about the other one?"

"I won't talk about the other one, she always flirts with me..."

"Yuanshi," Lingjun pondered, "from a biological point of view, it is the nature of men to be unfaithful, and spreading their own genes is an instinct that has evolved for thousands and tens of thousands of years. It's like women like to find rich men. In essence, they are looking for providers to provide for themselves and their children. It is also the nature that is imprinted in the genes during the process of reproduction and evolution. You don't need to feel ashamed or guilty. Of course, things that are too realistic and too real are not beautiful enough, so let's not talk about this..."

He paused and said, "It's very simple to solve your problem. Let me ask you, are you and Guan Ya getting along equally?"

"Yes!" Zhang Yuanqing replied as he should: "Of course lovers are equal."

"Since we are equal, why do you want to have a harem?" Lingjun said.

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

"Are emperors and concubines equal? ​​Are masters and wives and concubines equal in ancient times? It is precisely because of the inequality that there are three palaces, six courtyards, three wives and four concubines. The provider is the superior, and the person who depends on the provider is the inferior. The ancient people believed in this rule, so the provider has a transcendent status in a family. This rule still exists today, but it has changed from an explicit rule to an implicit rule." Lingjun said, "Your future is limitless. Domination is just a starting point. Maybe one day you will be able to impact demigod. It is irrational and inconsistent with objective facts for a demigod to talk about equality with his spouse.

"Will my stud father talk about equality with the concubines in the same building? Will the ancestors of the Lingjing family talk about equality with their spouses? To put it another way, will those powerful bosses in society talk about equality with the yellow-faced women at home?

"The point is, no one has ever criticized their unequal behavior. Why? This is reality. It may not sound good, but reality is reality. Well, if the spouse is also a demigod, that's another matter.

"In the future, when you become a master, a demigod, and you say you want to start a harem, but Guan Ya disagrees, believe it or not, her older but very beautiful mother will be the first to jump out and suppress her."

Why do you emphasize "old but very beautiful"? Zhang Yuanqing silently complained.

"You must learn to suppress Guan Ya, suppress Xiao Yuan, and suppress the woman you don't want to speak out. You are the one sitting on the throne of power, and they can only sit on your lap. If they don't sit, they can only sit on the ground." Ling Jun said:

"I will not teach you how to pick up girls today. Those are just empty words. Reality and truth are eternal."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned: "I seem to understand, but I don't completely understand."

"You are a smart person. You have understood it, but you just don't want to accept it." Lingjun said calmly: "This takes time. Is there anything else? My provider is calling me. As a lower person, I need to serve her."

I wanted to discuss the deep blood feud between our two families... Zhang Yuanqing shook his head: "It's okay."

spirit

Jun hung up the phone.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to the bedroom silently. There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom. It was Guan Ya taking a bath.

He was about to enter the gang copy in the morning. He opened the gang interface, entered the ID of "Brother Red Chicken", and sent an invitation.

Compared to the Spirit Realm dungeons, gang dungeons only have stage restrictions but no level restrictions.

Extraordinary people cannot team up with saints, but saints can team up with saints. In other words, level 3 can lead level 1, and level 6 can lead level 4. This is a unique feature of the gang.

But correspondingly, the difficulty of the copy will also increase.

In addition, the number limit for gang copies is also different from that of normal spiritual realm copies.

The second-level gang copy requires 12 members to enter, and 12 people is the upper limit of the team size.

In ordinary spiritual realm copies, the number of people in a faction is limited to no more than six.

"I hope Xiaoyuan and Guan Ya don't fight in the dungeon. Well, luckily I haven't flirted with Sun Miaomiao much..." Zhang Yuanqing thought of this and suddenly his expression froze: "Oh, yes, this is what I want to ask Lingjun, not some bullshit supplier theory."

Zhang Yuanqing rubbed his face and sighed softly.

After talking with the Palace Master of Stop Killing last night, he felt confused.

It wasn't because she was attracted by the Palace Master, but because she was frightened by Lingtuo. She was still a little dazed when she woke up this morning.

Although he held a glimmer of hope in his heart, his reason told him that there was definitely a chess piece called "Yuanshi Tianzun" in Lingtuo's chessboard.

I just don't know when this chess piece will be used to kill.

Huadu, Black Dragon Society.

In the lobby with a gilded plaque, the fragrance of seafood porridge fills the air with the hot mist.

An old man and a young man sat around an antique round table drinking porridge.

The young man was wearing flip-flops, a T-shirt and shorts, had ordinary facial features and average height. He was holding a porcelain bowl, which made a slurping sound.

The old man was wearing a black training suit, had sparse gray hair, and was dressed like a famous figure in a Kung Fu movie.

Both of them are fire masters, with average height and ordinary facial features, so there has been a gossip circulating in the Huadu branch that Brother Hongji is the illegitimate son of Elder Jiangbao.

In terms of age, Elder Jiangbao could be Brother Hongji's grandfather, and he indeed treats Brother Hongji as his grandson. No, he values ​​him even more than his own grandson.

Brother Hongji's father used to be Elder Jiangbao's trusted younger brother, and he took the blame for him.

Elder Jiangbao took Brother Hongji to his side to train him. When Brother Hongji grew up, his temper became more and more like Elder Jiangbao, and then he became a fire master.

Elder Jiangbao was very satisfied with the young man he had personally trained. The only thing he was dissatisfied with was that this fire master was not very smart and dropped out of school after junior high school.

Although he went to junior high school, his actual cultural level is at most the first grade.

Elder Jiangbao himself doesn't like reading and thinks that reading is useless, but when it comes to the younger generations, he still hopes that they can become cultured people.

"How is the club's revenue recently?" Elder Jiangbao asked in a dignified tone.

"Thank you for the project, Grandpa," Red Chicken grinned, "Fuck, this is fucking awesome."

Elder Jiang Bao slapped him and said, "You better stop saying wow wow all the time. Can you get away with saying wow? It's embarrassing if you can't take it out of the house."

Brother Hongji admitted his mistake after being beaten, "I understand, Grandpa. I will pay more attention next time. Please ask again."

"How is the club's revenue recently?"

Elder Jiangbao really loves this non-blood-related grandson.

Brother Red Chicken slapped his thigh and said, "Of course it's good. It's just like the income of the girls in the nightclub - it's increasing day by day."

"..."

Elder Jiangbao slapped him and pushed him under the table.

"My two grandsons are both from Tsinghua University and Peking University, how come you are useless?"

"Maybe it's because you didn't raise them?"

"I'm going to kill you today"

"Don't fight anything else, Grandpa, Yuanshi Tianzun invited me to join his gang."

PS: The typos will be updated first and corrected later.