Summer? It was a street of snacks in Wanwan.
The hawkers were shouting loudly, and the crowd was pouring in. The smell of various fried food mixed together, and the air seemed to become greasy.
At a stall of seafood porridge, it was steaming hot … The rising steam gradually faded and then dispersed. At a window of an old building where the stall was located, a palm suddenly pressed on the glass.
The palm seemed to be twitching and struggling, and then grasped the glass tightly, and finally scraped the glass and slid down bit by bit … The bustling sound of the snack street completely covered the sound in this small house.
In the living room of the house, Gong Fanxing was watching something called TV out of boredom.
Not long after, a man pushed open the door and came out of the bedroom. Seeing this, Gong Fanxing hurriedly stretched her extremely hot body, took some tissues and gave them to the man.
That man took the tissues and wiped his lips — Song Kuangyin.
Gong Fanxing glanced into the bedroom and saw a horribly shriveled corpse lying by the window … She frowned slightly and gently slapped the shriveled corpse with her palm. The shriveled corpse was instantly pulverized, leaving only a pile of gray powder.
Song Kuangyin stood near the balcony with his hands behind his back, and a large amount of qi and blood around him like a dense fog. Not long after, these qi and blood flowed into his body.
He turned around, and his face looked a little younger.
"Congratulations, Your Honor." Gong Fanxing said softly.
Song Kuangyin said indifferently, "Thousands of years have passed, most of my descendants have impure bloodlines, and some are even useless. These days, I've found a total of nine descendants with thin bloodlines, and they only provided me with less than two years of life. What's there to be happy about?"
Gong Fanxing said rather helplessly, "Your Honor, that Qin Chuyu has been closely following us. After we left Mount Tai, she has been chasing us relentlessly … It's really a bit difficult to find your descendants in a big way."
Song Kuangyin also knew this situation. Whether it was him or Gong Fanxing, they had fought with Qin Chuyu several times along the way — Not counting the time on Mount Tai, Qin Chuyu's strength was obviously getting stronger and stronger.
The most recent fight was three days ago, and Gong Fanxing had even suffered a small loss.
"I didn't expect this foxy girl to be so talented in the Dao of the Sword."
Gong Fanxing was rather jealous. "The first time I fought her, I could easily suppress her. I never thought that after she obtained Taibai's Green Lotus Sword Song, her Green Lotus Sword Classic would actually improve by leaps and bounds in such a short period of time … I was able to let her escape with ease every time."
Song Kuangyin snorted coldly and said, "I'm afraid he's using us to test his sword."
Gong Fanxing said helplessly, "Huanzhen Sect's state of mind technique is extremely terrifying. They don't walk on the path of reincarnation one life after another and forcefully stay in the mortal world to grow. Now that the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth had returned, this fox charm must have received many benefits. This was the golden period for her to increase her strength. The next time they met, she would be even more powerful. If I don't get rid of this woman, I'm afraid that she will ruin His Honor's future plans … Why doesn't His Honor directly take away that Song Haoran's bloodline? With this child's talent, he will definitely be able to help His Honor recover. When that time comes, His Honor naturally won't need to fear that Qin Chuyu. "
Song Kuangyin looked at Gong Fanxing expressionlessly, "She is only looking for you to get information about Taibai from you. What does it have to do with me?"
Gong Fanxing lowered her head … She knew very well that the imperial family was heartless, especially this man who could devour his descendants without hesitation for the sake of longevity. He was even more heartless.
"That Song Haoran, I need him to fight for the position of the dragon." Song Kuangyin said coldly, "As long as he hasn't become powerful, I won't touch him. You better listen carefully."
"Yes." Gong Fanxing responded sweetly.
Song Kuangyin said again, "From now on, you will separate from me and lead that woman away. I'm going to the capital city of the current dynasty."
"To the capital city?" Gong Fanxing frowned.
Song Kuangyin said indifferently, "These days, I've heard from the descendants of Zhao Family that there is a Zhao Family in the capital city that claims to be the legitimate descendants of Zhao Family. I plan to go there and have a look … After you lead that Qin Chuyu away or kill her, come to the capital city to find me."
Just after he finished speaking, Song Kuangyin and Gong Fanxing's faces slightly froze, because they both felt that extremely sharp sword intent vibrating in the air at the same time … This sword intent was really too familiar.
Gong Fanxing's face darkened, and she nodded towards Song Kuangyin. At this moment, she had no time to sigh at Song Kuangyin's ruthlessness of using her as bait. Her life soul was in the hands of Song Kuangyin, so if she didn't want to die, she could only obey.
Gong Fanxing said directly, "Your Honor, be careful on the way."
After saying this, Gong Fanxing directly went out of the door, and then went to the roof of the old building, and laughed towards somewhere in the night sky, "Vixen, if you have the ability, find a deserted place with me and have a good time!"
Gong Fanxing instantly rushed towards the entrance, and the sword intent vibrating in the air also chased after her without hesitation.
Song Kuangyin took a look at the snack street downstairs, and muttered to himself, "Zhao Family in the capital city, I hope they won't let me down …"
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"Ah? You're going back now? "
Nanny Ren came back earlier than usual today — because she was a boss now, her degree of freedom was much higher than in the past.
"It's time to board the plane."
Nanny Ren tilted her head, and then shrugged, "He's really an idiot, he's always so stupid … Forget it, just leave."
After saying this, Nanny Ren took out an envelope from her handbag, "Boy, take this, this is for you!"
"What's this?" Luoqiu didn't reach out to take it.
Seeing Luoqiu's disdainful look, Nanny Ren suddenly became angry, rolled her eyes, and directly slapped the envelope on Luoqiu's chest, and said with a glare, "It's a supplementary card for a credit card! It's not as convenient to spend money abroad as here! There's no processing fee for exchanging foreign currency! "
Luoqiu was slightly startled.
Nanny Ren entered into the earnest persuasion mode, put her hand on Luoqiu's shoulder, and said, "Let me tell you, you can't go there without money. Although you said there's a scholarship, you need money to eat, right? You need money to buy things, right? You need money to go to the hotel, right? You can't use You Ye's money, right? You'll be struck by lightning if you use a woman's money to get a room in the hotel! "
Emmmm …
"But you can use it, but don't use it too much! You also need to pay attention to your body! But I don't mind if you bring a white fatty back to me next year, hahaha! "
"Go to sleep." Luoqiu looked at Nanny Ren expressionlessly, and turned back to the room without saying anything.
"Do you dare to be moved?" Ren Ziling was suddenly flustered and exasperated.
Before opening the door, Luoqiu sighed, "If you feel bored after I go out, you can ask Lizi to come and live with you. Anyway, there's an empty room."
She felt warm in her heart, and her smile became very bright.
…
In front of the desk, Luoqiu put the envelope with the credit card in the drawer, and then locked it. Then she turned on the desk lamp, took out a book "A Brief History of Time" from the bookcase, and read it carefully.
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…
Of course, the grains of her former hometown couldn't be found, but similar flour products could be found — the taste of white toast was very similar to a certain grain in Nan Xiaonan's impression.
She began to carefully pour some jam from the bottle, and spit on the toast.
She didn't dare to spread too much, only half a spoonful, and it was a small wooden spoon — Nan Xiaonan didn't want to waste it. She licked the jam off the bottle cap, and then quickly screwed the bottle cap.
Life needed a sense of ritual … So did eating.
It took Nan Xiaonan 15 minutes to finish the small piece of white toast under the etiquette of knife and fork.
Of course, she didn't go to the staff dormitory, but returned to her original apartment — As for what Luoqiu said, she didn't worry too much about it.
Because she had gained the 'qualification' and waited for the acknowledgement of a world, she could use most of her spells and techniques without having to constantly communicate with the current sub-world — now, there were only two things she needed to do.
The accumulation of power units, and the continued expansion of her own Star Creation spells and arcane mysteries at the level of the world's rules — because she had obtained the "qualification", the two power models had a framework in the rules of this world, which was equivalent to a company that had been officially registered, and the next problem was how to fill it up.
This was a long process. It was equivalent to replicating the results of these two tactics that she had developed over the past ten thousand years in this sub-world from an impoverished state.
Compared to that, the accumulation of power units was simpler and more convenient.
Her soul was quite powerful in itself, and she could accumulate power units on her own without any special training postures — after she obtained an official identity, the speed of accumulation was quite gratifying.
"It's already 0.075 units."
Nan Xiaonan was rather pleased with the progress, which was the result of a single day's work. In the first two days, she had been wholeheartedly writing spells, which was why she did not divert her attention to accumulating power units.
An increase in power units meant an increase in self-preservation, and she was certainly much more confident against unknown dangers. Most importantly, she did not believe that she would be so unlucky as to run into someone as good as Luoqiu.
Still, there was nothing wrong with being careful.
After returning to the apartment, Nan Xiaonan activated her [True Sight] and monitored everything around her. Otherwise, she would have been able to accumulate more power units.
Under True Sight's observation, the body of the assassin she had found a few days ago was gone. Nan Xiaonan had also been paying special attention over the last two days, but there were no reports of that, and it appeared that the assassin's body had been taken away by his companions.
There were no clues left in the house.
Still, Nan Xiaonan did not let her guard down. She would rather accumulate power units slowly to ensure her own safety — when she thought about the issue of safety, Nan Xiaonan felt a little disappointed.
She wished that the organization that was chasing after the identity of 'Nan Xiaonan' would have made their move when she was staying in Ren Ziling's house — that way, she could have used the World Will or Luoqiu's power to wipe out the organization once and for all.
Unfortunately, it was just a 'disconnect' and 'reconnect' operation.
Nan Xiaonan shook her head, tiptoed to put the bottle of jam on the top cupboard, and pushed it inside — when the cupboard door closed, Nan Xiaonan swallowed hard.
"One more spoonful! One more and I won't eat anymore! Worst comes to worst, I'll just recommend myself as a pillow!! "
So she opened the cupboard happily, then tiptoed and reached her hand into the cupboard. "What's this?"
Nan Xiaonan was stunned and glanced at the thing she found at the top of the cupboard … It was a USB flash drive.
Nan Xiaonan turned her eyes and frowned. At this moment, she did not care about the food. She quickly walked to the table, inserted the USB flash drive, and began to browse the contents of the USB flash drive.
The fluorescent light of the screen flashed in her pupils.
Nan Xiaonan's expression gradually became a little strange.
"These things are …"
…
The light was reflected in the rear window of the blue Masa CEO car, and the floating light flitted across Song Ying's fair face.
There was a MacBook Pro on her crossed legs, and she was focused on the screen. In the front seat were the driver and the bodyguards, and behind the car was an Alpha with several bodyguards.
"Miss, with our funds, we shouldn't need to seek cooperation, right?"
The person who asked the question was an assistant sitting next to Song Ying. She was temporarily transferred from the school in the Song family's secret village and had just started the business of the new company — even so, when the assistant saw the documents of the new company, she could not help but have a strange expression.
The company's registered holder was not Song Ying, but Master Qiu — Miss Song Ying actually did not have any shares in the company and only received a salary of the CEO.
This inevitably caused this top student from the village school to begin to imagine the internal affairs of the Song family.
"We don't lack funds." Song Ying closed the computer. "But what we lack is time and space. This time, we are going to meet Mr. House, who has a fairly good factory in China and a very good sales channel. Moreover, he has a very deep cooperative relationship with one of the four major families in Beijing, the Zhao family. If we can use this Mr. House as a platform, then we can quickly gain a foothold. "
"Is this the information that Miss Zhang prepared for you?" The assistant asked curiously.
Song Ying said indifferently, "It's just mutual benefit. That old Madam Zhang is an important figure in the business circle in southern China. In particular, several big shots of the Chamber of Commerce in the province are her students. It would be a waste if we don't use these resources. Besides, we deal with a lot of things for the old madam's Li family every year. This time, our Song family has the opportunity to come back and develop, so she is naturally happy to do us a favor. "
"This old madam is not easy to deal with." The assistant shook his head and said teasingly, "Miss, you didn't like dealing with these old fogeys before. This time, you're working so hard for Young Master Qiu's company. He'll be very touched when he finds out!"
"Touched my ass! It's good enough that he's not angry at me! I can't even find him these few days! Didn't I say that he doesn't need to care? I was just being polite, but this dead head actually acted like nothing happened!! "
"Sigh, Miss, you shouldn't have let Master Qiu so quickly …" The assistant sighed. "Men are all big pig trotters."
In broad daylight, Master Qiu and Miss Song Ying spent a long time in the car. Then, Miss Song Ying said that her waist hurt. Through the "I have something to tell you, but you must not tell anyone" route, the news had spread to the mysterious village of the Song family in South America. Although it could not be said that everyone knew about it, it did not seem to be a secret either.
"What?" Song Ying was stunned.
What did big pig trotters mean …
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