The moment the magic treasure given by the sect broke, Yun Hui felt a heart-wrenching pain.
But the current situation didn't allow Yun Hui to continue feeling heartache, because Zhuifeng had already raised his fist for the second time.
Such a powerful attack, yet he could make the second one without saying anything … And it seemed like he didn't even need to shake it forward.
What kind of monster was he?
In fact, Yun Hui didn't have much time to think, because after Zhuifeng's second punch, Yun Hui had completely lost his consciousness.
The second punch didn't directly hit Yun Hui or Old Wolf. It was just a punch through the air. However, the vibrations and pressure in the air instantly knocked them unconscious.
Zhuifeng exhaled slowly, maintaining his punching posture, but the shadow behind him dispersed little by little.
"Why did you stop?" 'Mo Xiaofei' asked Zhuifeng curiously.
Zhuifeng scratched his head irritably, "I just don't like this kind of face, but it's not to the extent that I have to kill him … Besides, I don't want to bring trouble to everyone. Also, big brother wouldn't want to see me kill people. "
— I hope you have good luck. If not, I hope you learn to be merciful in your misfortune. I hope you are loved by many people. If not, I hope you learn to be tolerant in your loneliness … I hope you grow up slowly.
When the killing intent surged, Zhuifeng didn't know why, but a low voice suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart.
That voice seemed to contain even his soul, and instantly erased the anger in his heart.
…
"Really?"
'Mo Xiaofei' nodded, but didn't say anything. He just felt that this little demon who seemed to know nothing and was full of wildness had some incredible gentleness.
"Big brother, what are you doing?"
'Mo Xiaofei' didn't speak, but it didn't mean that he didn't take action. At this moment, he directly bent down, picked up the box that Yun Hui took out, and fiddled with it.
"Fingerprint unlock …" 'Mo Xiaofei' frowned, and finally picked up Yun Hui's palm, pressing it on a position of the box. After that, the box projected an information interface.
"Big Brother?" Zhuifeng walked up to him.
'Mo Xiaofei' said indifferently, "No matter what, we need to know the attitude of the country towards demons and Daoists in this era. However, since these two fellows already know of this Monarch's existence … even though this Monarch's identity has not been exposed, however … "
'Mo Xiaofei' suddenly glanced at Zhuifeng. Seeing that Zhuifeng was looking at him in confusion, he pondered for a while and said, "Minister Zhuifeng, can you find some rope?"
"Huh?"
…
When Gongsun Shiyu arrived, Lai Caisheng stopped, and the sound of the zither came to an abrupt end.
Gongsun Shiyu glanced at Lai Caisheng's hands. They were white and flawless, like the hands of a newborn baby. They were extremely beautiful. "Why don't you finish playing 'Snow in Spring'?"
Lai Caisheng's hands were still on the strings. He raised his head and looked at Gongsun Shiyu, smiling faintly, "Winter is still here, the snow is not gone, how can there be spring?"
Gongsun Shiyu sat down and asked for Lai Caisheng's zither. He placed it in front of him and continued playing the unfinished song.
However, when Gongsun Shiyu was about to play the last part, the strings of the zither suddenly broke. His hands stopped there, and he couldn't help but frown.
A broken string was a very unlucky thing for the player.
Lai Caisheng said slowly, "I said, the snow is not gone, how can there be spring? Some things can't be forced. "
Gongsun Shiyu chuckled, "As the future 72nd generation of Tianxin, don't you think it's a bit ironic for you to say that?"
Lai Caisheng began to boil the tea carefully, while Gongsun Shiyu waited quietly.
The two of them boiled the tea and drank it. Suddenly, some light snow floated in from outside the pavilion. Lai Caisheng said, "Help me retrieve something."
"Retrieve?" Gongsun Shiyu looked at the gray-haired man in surprise.
If he said that he was retrieving something, did that mean that it was something that belonged to Lai Caisheng and had been stolen or loaned out but couldn't be returned?
"It's something that needs to be used during the final sacrifice of the conference." Lai Caisheng said slowly, "A few days ago, a friend gave it to me, but it was stolen midway."
"I would like to meet the person who stole something from you." Gongsun Shiyu smiled.
Lai Caisheng took out a piece of paper and handed it to Gongsun Shiyu. "This is the approximate location of the person. It is said that she is a white-haired lady. It should be easy to recognize her."
But Gongsun Shiyu frowned, "Approximate location … That doesn't sound like the answer you gave."
Lai Caisheng shook his head, "Recently, the area around Mount Tai is completely chaotic. It's like a pool of muddy water. No one can see how many fish are swimming in the pool … For example, didn't you come?"
"Since it's something that needs to be used during the sacrifice, there's no other way." Gongsun Shiyu put away the piece of paper and stood up, leaving the pavilion at the center of the pool.
Seeing that he had left, Lai Caisheng rubbed his hands and breathed out warm air, "It's so cold …"
…
…
The checkup didn't take long for Song Ying and Zhang Qingrui. The two of them walked out of the hospital named Ren Ai very quickly.
There was nothing wrong with their bodies, but the most important blood test report couldn't be obtained that day — after all, the medical equipment here was not advanced.
But the two of them were obviously relieved — at least the doctor who knew how to feel the pulse said that the pulse was normal.
"Let's eat something?"
Song Ying bought two sets of Chinese crepes in the alley. The two of them sat in a small park not far from the hospital and ate.
Zhang Qingrui originally thought that they could have dinner when they went back. It was somewhat inappropriate to eat now. But Song Ying felt that Zhang Qingrui was too rigid, "A girl's afternoon tea is digested in another stomach. Don't be afraid!"
Zhang Qingrui didn't believe her words … But she didn't eat Chinese crepes often.
"I heard from grandpa that he has some cooperation with your Zhang Family this time." Song Ying suddenly asked, "Do you know the specific time?"
Zhang Qingrui thought for a while, "According to my grandmother, it should start after the first day of the New Year."
Song Ying chewed and said, "Developing tombs … I always feel that this kind of thing is far away from me."
Zhang Qingrui curiously said, "I heard that the Song Family has received many different commissions. I also heard from my grandmother that the two families have a lot of cooperation before … "
Song Ying shook her head, "I don't care about this field. It's basically my grandpa or uncle who is in charge of it. In the past four or five years, the work of exploring and developing ruins had almost been handed over to his uncle. I just manage the internal affairs of the group … What about you? Do you often go to those places? "
Zhang Qingrui put down her hands, looking at the street outside the park, looking a bit nervous, "No, it's the first time."
Song Ying looked at Zhang Qingrui with surprise.
Zhang Qingrui said in a low voice, "My grandmother said that it's also the family business of the Li Family. Now I'm the only descendant of the two families. Even if I don't manage this field in the future, as a descendant of the Li Family, I should at least have some relevant experience. My grandmother said that our ancestors have a great obsession with developing Qin Shihuang's mausoleum … Well, it's probably the dream of a similar industry. And this is the main reason why we agreed to cooperate with Japan this time. After all, it's a rare opportunity. "
Song Ying curiously asked, "But after all, it's your country's heritage site. Is it really okay to cooperate with foreigners?"
Zhang Qingrui said helplessly, "We have no choice, right? They have the map of the entrance. Even if we refuse to cooperate, they can still find other families. As long as the mausoleum is developed, it's bound to be damaged … It's better to do it ourselves than let other families do it. At least we'll consciously choose to protect it. "
However, he had heard some gossip about whether this family would return some precious cultural relics to the country in different ways.
"It's not easy for you either." Song Ying sighed.
She almost had to shoulder half of the group by herself … As for Zhang Qingrui, she had to take care of two families … She also lost her parents when she was young.
Song Ying suddenly felt that they knew each other.
"Zhang Qingrui, how about …" Song Ying subconsciously wanted to say something.
"That person is …" But Zhang Qingrui said something almost at the same time — She was still looking at the street outside the park.
"That person?" Song Ying looked at the direction Zhang Qingrui was talking about.
What she saw was the back of a tall woman in casual clothes … She had long blonde hair, and the way she walked reminded Song Ying of the etiquette teacher she had studied in a noble girls' school when she was young.
"What a perfect back … What's wrong with her?" Song Ying asked curiously. Zhang Qingrui seemed to be absent-minded.
"She …" Zhang Qingrui opened her mouth and looked at Song Ying with uncertainty, "I think she's Luoqiu's girlfriend."
"Oh …" Song Ying nodded. Then she blinked and stood up abruptly, "What did you say?!"
"Don't get excited." Zhang Qingrui shrunk her neck, "I've only seen her once. Maybe I mistook her for someone else …"
Although that was the case, how could such a perfect person be so easily forgotten and mistaken after meeting him once?
Song Ying grabbed Zhang Qingrui's hand and pulled her up.
"Wait, what are we going to do?"
"Do you still need to ask? Of course we're going to catch up with her! "Song Ying said matter-of-factly," We're going to see who she is! Spy on the enemy … Bah! Bah! I'm a member of the Song Family, so I have to know who she is going to be marrying into the Song Family in the future! I won't let an indecent woman marry into the family! "
What a far-fetched reason …
But … it seemed that even she wanted to have a look.
So the two figures quietly rushed out of the park and looked around. Finally, they saw the back of the blonde woman again.
She was sneaking around.
…
Onions, chives, and dough.
The shop auntie enthusiastically packed the goods and sent them to a blonde woman in front of the counter — a foreigner. Although it was a small place, because it was also a national tourist area, there was no lack of opportunities to see foreigners here.
Of course, such a beautiful foreigner could only be seen in movies and posters.
"Thank you very much."
"You're too polite!" The shop assistant smiled. As a woman, she was very pleased with the girl's politeness. Also … this girl's Chinese was very standard. Did she grow up in China?
"Are you planning to make dumplings?" The shop assistant began to gossip — after all, there were few opportunities to talk with foreigners, and such a beautiful woman, she could boast for three days.
"Yes, I'm going to try."
"You've never done it before?" The shop assistant asked curiously.
The blonde woman smiled, "I know how to do it, but I don't do it often. It should be my first time doing it officially. "
The shop assistant suddenly narrowed her eyes, revealing an ambiguous smile, "Are you making it for your boyfriend?"
The blonde girl smiled, "Why do you say so?"
The shop assistant said shrewdly, "Because of the weight. If you're making it for your family, the weight is too little … It's only enough for one or two people, a couple? "
When faced with this question, the blonde girl only smiled slightly, nodded elegantly, and then left the auntie's sight.
The shop assistant blinked her eyes after the blonde woman left, then looked around in confusion, "Where is she … When did she leave?"
Although she said so, the shop assistant soon saw two beautiful women hurriedly passing by … But, these two women looked a bit sneaky.
…
"Where is she?"
Song Ying's eyes widened. She had never learned how to follow someone, but she had learned a thing or two from what she had seen and heard. Unfortunately, she had lost track of the person she had been following.
"She should be walking this way, but I can't see her." Zhang Qingrui shook her head.
Although they said they followed her, they didn't take the initiative to ask anything, but just followed her for a short distance.
"I don't believe it." Song Ying frowned.
However, the moment he turned around, he stepped on something and slipped. Then, he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Her buttocks sat on the hard ground, and Song Ying cried out in pain … It turned out to be ice formed by the snow on the roadside.
"Are, are you all right?" Zhang Qingrui hurriedly helped her up.
"What do you think …" Song Ying frowned, only feeling the pain in her buttocks, it seemed a bit difficult for her to walk.
"Or, let's go back first." Zhang Qingrui had to say, "Maybe I saw it wrong … Besides, if it's true, Luoqiu can't do nothing."
"Help me …" Song Ying sighed, "And, you drive later …"
Zhang Qingrui couldn't help laughing, but supported Song Ying, walking step by step to the parking place.
At this moment, on the rooftop of a nearby seven-storey residential building, a pair of deep blue eyes watched the two of them leave. The cold wind lifted her hair.
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