"Oh, my dear sheriff, it's so nice to see you. You can't imagine how I have been through these three days. I missed you as much as I missed my grandmother's apple pie. I am telling the truth, and God is my witness."

Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward enthusiastically and hugged Li Dongze warmly.

At this time, a young female employee attentively handed over a glass of red wine. Li Dongze raised his hand elegantly, blocked it, and said seriously:

"Oh no, please change it to ice cola!" So Zhang Yuanqing took the ice cola, moved to the sofa, and greeted Wang Tai and Teng Yuan respectively.

"You will leave the second team soon, or become the immediate boss of the second team." Wang Tai was holding a cake in his hand, enjoying it with satisfaction. "It's made of animal cream, and it tastes good. The advantage of this kind of cream is that you won't get tired of it, unlike vegetable cream, which is cheap and unappetizing. Their ingredients are different. No, I'm not interested in their share! Zhang Yuanqing interrupted hurriedly, "I don't know why, the dog captain hasn't talked to me. I called him, but no one answered. This is very strange. What do you think?",

Teng Yuan, Wang Tai and Li Dongze were unable to answer, while Guan Ya sat in the corner, pretending to chat and laugh with a female employee.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at Jiang Jingwei who was eating and drinking lavishly and said, "Jingwei, do you know?

Jiang Jingwei was immersed in the delicious food and was oblivious to what was happening outside.

"Jingwei, Jingwei!" Zhang Yuanqing slashed the girl's neck with his knife.

Jiang Jingwei spat out the barbecue and ham slices, feeling angry and distressed, and said, "What are you doing!"

Zhang Yuanqing repeated the question.

“Oh~” Jiang Jingwei suddenly realized, and reluctantly watched Teng Yuan sweep the meat she vomited into the trash can, and said: “Maybe he is still watching the killing copy.

Seeing that her colleagues didn't understand, she explained, "Every year during the killing dungeon, the leader will take some elders to watch the battle from outside the dungeon. How do you watch from outside the dungeon? I don't really understand. My dad said that people with too low a level can't enter. When I reached the Domination Realm, he took me to play."

The leader could bring the elders in to watch? The members of Team 2 were shocked. It was the first time they had heard of such a thing.

Zhang Yuanqing was also shocked and frightened at the same time, because he had revealed too many things in the killing copy.

The Demon Lord's teleportation jade talisman; the Demon Lord's disguise ring. Although these two items are definitely not the Demon Lord's signature props, if the big guys outside have seen them, it will definitely arouse suspicion.

One or two props are not the way of the Night Walker profession.

Theoretically speaking, it was unlikely that he would get it by chance.

In addition, he naturally thought of the phenomenon that when the mission was settled, the black full moon hidden in the character card suddenly appeared and turned itself into a crescent.

This is the character stuck in hiding himself, hiding his identity as the descendant of the Demon Lord.

"I see.

Zhang Yuanqing murmured in a low voice, his face looking very unhappy.

Because he realized that character cards have "self-awareness". If the Black Full Moon appeared actively due to the stimulation of the rule-based props in the tiger talisman incident, it was passive.

So what about this time?

The big boss outside the copy did not exert any influence on him, but the character card blocked the full moon by itself.

This is enough to show that it has self-awareness. It knows that there are big men watching outside, and it knows that it cannot reveal its identity as the descendant of the Demon Lord. So who is it?

There is no way a character card could have self-awareness, if it did, it would have to be something else.

This discovery made Zhang Yuanqing feel uneasy and restless.

He could accept the Demon Lord's role card calmly, after all, it was just an object. However, if this object concealed someone else's self-consciousness, it would be something that would make him unable to sleep.

"The only good thing is that I don't have to worry about the identity of the Demon Lord's heir being exposed in the future," he thought with a smile on his face.

If it is conscious, then the test of the Maoshan sorcerer in the stone temple is doomed to fail.

His answer must be the Demon Lord's descendant's three consecutive words: I am not! You are talking nonsense! Don't wrongly accuse me!

Wait, if the elders watched the killing copy, then, what about the things I told Yuan Ting? Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt heavy-hearted and felt that the future was full of uneasiness.

At this time, Fujiyuan said:

“The Saint Realm killing copy should end tomorrow.

Zhang Yuanqing nodded: "The main line of the extraordinary killing copy is three days, and the saint is five days, around seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Fujito leads the group: “I’m looking forward to the results.”

After saying that, he looked like a thousand-year-old salted fish and started to eat the food listlessly.

The civilian staff and travelers of Team Two ate and drank until 11 o'clock in the morning before they dispersed, leaving behind a few civilian staff to clean up the mess.

Zhang Yuanqing sent a message to Kou Beiyue while he was in the bathroom.

"I heard a piece of news that the high-ranking members of the Lawful Camp have a habit of watching killing copies, and the Evil Camp is very likely to have the same habit, so you should be careful." Kou Beiyue quickly replied:

"Oh, I knew that a long time ago. Xiao Yuan said that the big shots might not remember me. But to be on the safe side, I will keep a low profile recently. When those guys return to reality, Xiao Yuan will gather intelligence for me to see if I am wanted."

That's good! Zhang Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief. Kou Beiyue sent another message:

"Are you messing with my little brother?"

You are well-informed. Zhang Yuanqing replied with a "hmm".

"I know what you're thinking, but I don't think there's much hope. Aren't those big guys watching the whole battle? They must know the situation. When they return from the killing copy, they will endorse my little brother." Kou Beiyue sent a message.

Apart from the Southern Branch of the Nihilistic Sect, how could other organizations endorse "A good minister chooses his master and is then killed"? They all wish the little fat guy would be killed.

Zhang Yuanqing was not panicked at all.

Kou Beiyue is still too young, and only has black and white concepts in his mind. He is also in a life-and-death struggle within the organization, and the three evil camps are not of one mind.

If there is a chance to kill the genius in the other organization, the evil organization will definitely be more proactive than the lawful camp.

"You don't have to worry about these. Just contact the good ministers in a few days to choose a master and kill him." Zhang Yuanqing sent this message and did not receive a response for a long time.

When he put his phone away and walked out of the toilet, Kou Beiyue's text message finally arrived:

"Fuck you, just to reply to your message, I crashed into the green belt and all the takeaway food in the box spilled. You pay me!

Zhang Yuanqing silently sent a 50-cent red envelope and then turned off his phone.

He took a bunch of roses that the clerical staff had gathered together and were about to discard from the bar in the living area, hid it behind him, and walked up the steel stairs to the second floor.

There are only Guan Ya and Wang Tai in the office area on the second floor.

Jiang Jingwei was taken away by the housekeeper sent by his mother because he had to go to school. It was even more impossible for Teng Yuan to stay in the unit to work. Only Wang Tai and Guan Ya were in the office area.

The former is well fed and well-drinking, and is immersed in his own world without any distractions.

Guan Ya was watching a variety show with headphones on. She heard the footsteps, looked up, and then lowered her eyes calmly.

What happened yesterday was still vivid in her mind. She was not yet able to free herself from the embarrassment, shyness and social deadness. When she saw Yuanshi, the wet sheets and pants would appear in her mind.

This made her wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Sister Guan Ya, I'm giving you a rose." Zhang Yuanqing presented a beautiful rose.

The old driver glanced at her, feeling both angry and amused, and said angrily, "You are just offering flowers to Buddha without any sincerity.

Zhang Yuanqing seemed to know what she would say, and immediately said: "Then change to someone who is sincere, Sister Guan Ya, my grandmother wants to treat you to a meal, tomorrow night.

"No!" Guan Ya looked as if she was watching the show seriously.

At this time, you must cling to it and be a gangster. Zhang Yuanqing remembered the advice of his life mentor and said with a playful smile:

"If you don't come, I'll bring my whole family to your place for dinner."

Guan Ya didn't seem to expect him to be so rude. She raised her eyes, glared at him, and said angrily, "Why should I go to your house for dinner? What is our relationship?"

This was different from what she thought. In her mind, she wanted to downplay what happened yesterday as much as possible. After a while, the awkward feeling would pass, and everyone would tacitly not mention it. Then she could continue to talk and laugh with Yuanshi.

This is what she thinks is the most reasonable and best outcome.

Based on her understanding of Yuanshi, although the brat was good at talking, he lacked experience in matters between men and women. According to his sociable style, seeing that she was sensitive and awkward, he should take the initiative to strike up a conversation with her, say some dirty words, and ease her embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, instead of taking the initiative to ease the awkwardness between them, he actually took advantage of the situation and invited me to his house for dinner?

What's the relationship between us? Just invite me to your home for dinner.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Wang Tai in the distance, then pulled a chair over and sat next to Guan Ya. He blew into her crystal clear little ears and whispered in a low and ambiguous tone:

"What do you think our relationship is?"

The two of them were very close, and he was taller than Guan Ya. As soon as he lowered his eyes, he could see the white scenery in the collar of the white shirt with two buttons undone.

She has always been the kind of woman who can stretch her shirt very tight

White shirts with slim waists and big chests are always at the top of the list of uniforms.

Guan Ya's body stiffened, her ears instantly turned red, and she said sternly, "We are just colleagues."

Just as Ling Gou said, she adopted an evasive attitude, trying to be a snake and bird, trying to brush aside yesterday's events without making a fuss, pretending that nothing happened, and then continue to maintain an ambiguous relationship with me. What a scumbag, Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.

Guan Ya’s snake-bird mentality actually comes from family pressure.

She longs for love but is afraid of her family's attitude. She is frustrated and pessimistic about the future and is very conflicted.

"At this time, you need to seize the opportunity and take control of the relationship between the two of you. It's impossible to expect her to take the initiative.

The words of my life mentor flashed through my mind.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't think twice and took the crystal clear earlobe into his mouth. It was cool and had a refreshing fragrance, which he couldn't tell whether it was body odor or perfume.

Smells good.

Guan Ya was caught off guard, her delicate body jolted as if she had been electrocuted, and instantly tensed up.

The bases of his ears were burning hot, his white neck quickly turned a charming red, and tiny goose bumps appeared.

She sat there blankly, as if she had not expected this boy to be so bold. Not only did he flirt with her in the office, but he also took advantage of her.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped when he saw that things were going well. Looking at Guan Ya whose face was flushing, he said, "My cousin got promoted last time thanks to you. My grandmother has wanted to treat you to a meal for a long time. I'll pick you up tomorrow night."

Guan Ya hurriedly stood up, grabbed the bag on the table, and said sternly, "I have something to do and I have to leave work first. Yuanshi, I am not free tomorrow night.

Holding the bag, stepping on high heels, walking away

"You must come." Zhang Yuanqing shouted at her back.

When the sound of Guan Ya's fleeing footsteps faded away, Wang Tai raised his head and stared at Zhang Yuanqing with dead fish eyes:

"Have you thought of a name for the child?

“If not, I can help get one, believe me, the Bachelor is a professional.

Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: "Is it free? If it's free, I'll find you.

In a good mood, he took out his cell phone and called Fu Qingyang's bunny girl, asking her to send Xuexuwei back.

When he left Guan Ya's house that day, he sent Xue Shanwei back to Fujia Wan again.

He has to take her back now. If Guan Ya is determined to refuse, he can't force her. He needs a "spare tire" to deal with her grandmother.

4:30 in the afternoon.

Zhang Yuanqing took Xue Shanwei and secretly returned home.

The living room was quiet. At this time, grandpa liked to chat with old friends, drink tea and play chess, while grandma would go to the market to buy vegetables. Knowing the family's activity patterns well, he deliberately chose this time to go home.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the bedroom, hid Xue Shanwei in the closet, and glanced at the scenery in the room.

"Old Liuzi can only stay in reality for two days at a time, and should be back tomorrow morning.

"Fu Qingyang will be back tomorrow. Well, he probably won't blame me. After all, no one will be against him because of his rubbish. It's fine to say it, but Elder Dog will definitely blame me."

"My cousin hasn't arrested the target yet."

As his thoughts turned to mind, Zhang Yuanqing took out the Demon-Subduing Pestle and put it on the desk.

Fujia Bay.

In the spacious and luxurious master bedroom, a figure appeared out of nowhere, it was Fu Qingyang.

At this moment, his short ponytail was draped over his shoulders, and his armor was covered with knife marks, sword scars, and traces of smoke and fire.

Under the armor, there were faint traces of blood.

Although he looked disheveled and stained with stains and blood from the war, Master Fu's knife-carved face was still so handsome that it was impossible to look at him directly.

Instead of being restrained, his aloof temperament revealed a majesty that had never been there before.

Like a young emperor, like a commander in chief of the three armies.

“Ahem!”

Fu Qingyang held his lips and coughed hard, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

He had been seriously injured in the killing copy. Although his life level was sublimated at the moment of his promotion to the Overlord and some of his injuries were passively healed, his physical condition was still very poor.

Fu Qingyang walked to the bedside and pressed the "call button".

After a while, two tall bunny girls were summoned, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, walked through the outer room, and came in front of Fu Qingyang.

"Master, are you awake?" The bunny girl smiled brightly, delighted.

All the bunny girls in the villa are preparing, worrying and praying for the young master's return.

Fu Qingyang took the lead: "Prepare food, prepare hot water, prepare clean clothes"

After giving the order, he said, "Bring up the leaderboard of the Extraordinary Realm Killing Dungeon."

He has already achieved what he promised, now it's time to see how Yuanshi Tianzun performs.