Mai Bao Xiao Lang Jun
Chapter 8 Fu Qingyang Returns
Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward enthusiastically and embraced Li Dongze warmly.
At this moment, a young female employee diligently handed over a glass of red wine. Li Dongze elegantly raised his hand and stopped her, saying seriously:
“Oh no, please change it to an ice cola!” So Zhang Yuanqing, holding the ice cola, moved to the sofa and greeted Wang Tai and Teng Yuan respectively.
“You’ll be leaving Team Two soon, right? Or, become the boss of Team Two.” Wang Tai held a piece of cake in his hand, enjoying it with satisfaction. “Made with animal cream, the taste is good. The advantage of this cream is that you don’t get tired of eating it, unlike vegetable cream, which is cheap and disgusting. Their ingredients are different, right? I’m not interested in their division!” Zhang Yuanqing hurriedly interrupted, “I don’t know why, Gou Zhanglao hasn’t talked to me yet. I called him, but no one answered. It’s very strange, don’t you think?”
Teng Yuan, Wang Tai, and Li Dongze couldn’t answer. Guan Ya sat in the corner, pretending to be chatting and laughing with a female employee.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at Jiang Jingwei, who was gorging herself, and said, “Jingwei, do you know?”
Jiang Jingwei was immersed in the food, deaf to everything outside.
“Jingwei, Jingwei,” Zhang Yuanqing chopped the girl on the back of her neck with a hand knife. “Jingwei!”
Jiang Jingwei “spit” out a mouthful of grilled meat and ham slices, both angry and distressed, and said, “What are you doing!”
Zhang Yuanqing repeated the question.
“Oh~” Jiang Jingwei suddenly realized, reluctantly watching Teng Yuan sweep the meat she spit out into the trash can, and said, “Probably still watching the Killing Game.”
Seeing that her colleagues didn’t understand, she explained, “Every year during the Killing Game, the Alliance Leader takes some of the elders to watch the battle, that is, to watch from outside the game. How can you watch from outside the game? I don’t quite understand. My dad said that people with too low levels can’t get in. When I reach the Dominator Realm, he’ll take me to play.”
The Alliance Leader can take the elders in to watch? The members of Team Two were greatly shocked, having heard of such a thing for the first time.
Zhang Yuanqing was also greatly shocked, and at the same time very alarmed, because in the Killing Game, he had exposed too many things.
The Demon Lord’s teleportation jade talisman; the Demon Lord’s disguise ring. Although these two props are definitely not the Demon Lord’s signature props, if the big shots outside have seen them, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.
One or two props are not the way of the Night Wanderer profession.
Theoretically speaking, it is unlikely that he would obtain them so coincidentally.
In addition, he naturally thought of the black crescent moon hidden in the character card when the mission was settled, which suddenly manifested and transformed himself into a crescent moon.
This is the character card hiding itself, hiding his identity as the Demon Lord’s successor.
“So that’s how it is…”
Zhang Yuanqing murmured in a low voice, his face looking very bad.
Because he realized that the character card possessed “self-awareness.” If the black crescent moon showed itself proactively and passively that time with the Tiger Seal because it was stimulated by a rules-type prop,
then what about this time?
The big shots outside the game hadn’t exerted any influence on him, but the character card shielded the full moon on its own.
This is enough to show that it possesses self-awareness. It knows that there are big shots watching outside, and it knows that the identity of the Demon Lord’s successor cannot be exposed. Who exactly is it?
It is impossible for the character card to possess self-awareness. If it does, then it must be something else.
This discovery made Zhang Yuanqing feel uneasy and restless.
He could calmly accept the Demon Lord’s character card. After all, this was just an object, but if this object contained someone else’s self-awareness, it would be something that would make it impossible for him to sleep peacefully.
“The only good thing is that I don’t have to worry about my identity as the Demon Lord’s successor being exposed in the future,” he thought with bitter amusement.
If it is conscious, then the Maoshan Taoist’s probing in the Stone Temple is destined to fail.
His answer must be the Demon Lord’s successor’s triple denial: I am not! You are talking nonsense! Don’t wrong me!
Wait, if the elders watched the whole process of the Killing Game, then, then what I told Yuan Ting… Zhang Yuanqing’s mood suddenly became heavy, and he felt that the future was full of unease.
At this time, Teng Yuan said:
“The Saint Realm Killing Game should end tomorrow, right?”
Zhang Yuanqing nodded: “The Transcendence Realm Killing Game has a main quest of three days, and the Saint Realm has five days. It should be around seven o’clock tomorrow morning.”
Teng Yuan nodded: “Looking forward to the results.”
After speaking, he ate the food listlessly again, like a millennial salted fish.
The clerical staff and Xingzhe of Team Two ate and drank until 11:00 a.m. before dispersing, leaving a few clerical staff to clean up the mess.
Taking advantage of going to the toilet, Zhang Yuanqing sent a message to Kou Beiyue:
“I found out a piece of information that the high-level members of the Order camp have a habit of watching the Killing Game. The Evil camp probably also has it. Be careful.” Kou Beiyue quickly replied:
“Heh, I already knew. Xiao Yuan said that the big shots may not remember me, but to be on the safe side, I will be low-key recently. When those guys return to reality, Xiao Yuan will help me find out information 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?”
The news is quite well-informed. Zhang Yuanqing replied with an “um.”
“I know what you’re thinking, but I don’t think there’s much hope. Aren’t those big shots watching the whole game? They must know the situation. When they return from the Killing Game, they will endorse my little brother.” Kou Beiyue sent a message.
Except for the Nihility Sect’s Southern Branch, how could other organizations endorse “a good minister choosing a master and killing”? They can’t wait for the little fatty to be killed.
Zhang Yuanqing didn’t panic at all.
Kou Beiyue is still too young, with only black and white concepts in his mind. There are still life-and-death struggles within the same organization. How can the three major Evil camps be of one mind?
If there is a chance to screw over a genius from the other organization, the Evil organization will definitely be more active than the Order camp.
“You don’t need to consider these. Contact Liang Chen Ze Zhu Er Shi in a few days.” Zhang Yuanqing sent this message, and received no response for a long time.
When he put his phone away and walked out of the toilet, Kou Beiyue’s text message arrived late:
“Damn it, just to reply to your message, I just crashed into the green belt. The takeout in the box is all spilled. You have to pay me!”
Zhang Yuanqing silently sent a five-mao 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 throw away from the bar in the living area, hid them behind his back, and came to the second floor along the steel stairs.
On the second floor office area, there were only Guan Ya and Wang Tai.
Jiang Jingwei was picked up by the housekeeper sent by her mother because she 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 was full and satisfied, immersed in his own world without distraction.
Guan Ya was watching a variety show with headphones on. Catching the sound of footsteps, she looked up, then lowered her eyes silently.
The events of yesterday were still vivid in her mind. She couldn’t escape from the awkwardness, shyness, and social death for the time being. As soon as she saw Yuanshi, images of the wet bedsheets and underwear would appear in her mind.
This made her want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
“Sister Guan Ya, here’s a rose for you.” Zhang Yuanqing presented the delicate rose.
The experienced driver glanced at it, both amused and annoyed, and said with a touch of exasperation, “There’s no sincerity in borrowing flowers to offer to the Buddha.”
Zhang Yuanqing seemed to know she would say that, and immediately said, “Then let’s change to something with sincerity. Sister Guan Ya, my grandma wants to invite you to dinner, just tomorrow night.”
“I’m not going!” Guan Ya looked like she was seriously watching the program.
At this time, you must pester and pester, you must be a hooligan… Zhang Yuanqing remembered the advice of his life mentor and said with a hippie smile:
“If you don’t come, I’ll take my whole family to your place for dinner.”
Guan Ya didn’t seem to expect him to be such a hooligan, she raised her eyes, glared, and said angrily, “Why should I go to your house for dinner? What is our relationship?”
This was different from what she had thought. In her mind, she wanted to dilute what happened yesterday as much as possible. After a while, when the awkward emotions passed, everyone would tacitly not mention it, and she could continue to talk and laugh with Yuanshi.
This was the most reasonable and best result she thought.
And based on her understanding of Yuanshi, although the stinky boy was glib, he lacked experience in matters between men and women. According to his style of being good at socializing, seeing that she was more sensitive and awkward, he should take the initiative to talk, say some dirty jokes, and resolve her awkwardness.
Unexpectedly, not only did he not take the initiative to alleviate the awkwardness between the two, but he also took advantage of the situation and invited her to his house for dinner?
What is everyone’s relationship? He’s already inviting her to dinner at home?
Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Wang Tai in the distance, then pulled a chair and sat next to Guan Ya, blowing air into her crystal-clear and delicate ear, and said in a low and warm voice:
“What do you think is our relationship?”
The two were very close, and he was taller than Guan Ya. When he looked down, he could see the white and greasy scenery in the neckline of her white shirt with two buttons undone.
She has always been the kind of woman who can stretch her shirt very tightly…
A thin waist, big breasts, and a white shirt are always at the top of the list of uniform temptations.
Guan Ya’s body stiffened, her ear roots turned red instantly, and fine goosebumps appeared on her fair neck.
She sat there blankly, as if she didn’t expect this kid to be so bold, flirting ambiguously in the office, and even, even taking advantage of her.
Zhang Yuanqing reined in when he was ahead, looked at Guan Ya’s blushing face, and said, “Last time, I have to thank you for my cousin’s promotion. My grandma has long wanted to invite you to dinner. Tomorrow night, I’ll pick you up.”
Guan Ya got up in a hurry, grabbed her bag from the table, and said with a straight face, “I have something to do, I have to get off work first. Yuanshi, I’m not free tomorrow night.”
Hugging her bag, she walked away with a patter of high heels.
“Be sure to come,” Zhang Yuanqing shouted at her back.
When Guan Ya’s panicked footsteps disappeared, Wang Tai raised his head and stared at Zhang Yuanqing with dead fish eyes:
“Have you thought about the child’s name?
“If not, I can help you choose one. Trust me, the scholar is professional.”
Zhang Yuanqing shrugged: “Is it free? If it’s free, I’ll look for you.”
In a good mood, he took out his phone and called Fu Qingyang’s Bunny Girl, asking her to send Xue Shanwei back.
That day, after leaving Guan Ya’s house, he sent Xue Shanwei back to Fujiawan again.
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Now he has to pick her up again. If Guan Ya is determined to refuse, he can’t force her. He needs a “spare tire” to deal with his grandma.
4:30 p.m.
Zhang Yuanqing led Xue Shanwei and secretly returned home.
The living room was quiet. At this time, grandpa liked to chat with old buddies, drink tea, and play chess, while grandma would go to the vegetable market to buy groceries. Knowing the activity patterns of his family, 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 maintain two days in reality for one descent. He should be back by tomorrow morning.
“Fu Qingyang will return tomorrow. Well, he shouldn’t blame me. After all, no one should disagree with him because of his garbage theory. Saying it is just saying it, but Gou Zhanglao will definitely blame me…”
“Cousin hasn’t carried out the arrest of the target yet…”
While his thoughts were fluctuating, Zhang Yuanqing took out the Demon Subduing Pestle and put it in the drawer of his desk.
Fujiawan.
In the spacious and luxurious master bedroom, a figure appeared out of thin air, it was Fu Qingyang.
At this time, his short ponytail was scattered over his shoulders, and the armor on his body was covered with knife and sword marks, as well as traces of smoke and fire.
Under the armor, there were faint traces of blood.
Despite his embarrassed appearance, stained with the dirt and blood after the war, Gongzi Fu’s knife-cut face was still handsome and compelling.
Not only was his cold temperament not restrained, but between his eyebrows, there was a majesty that he had never had before.
Like a young emperor, like a commander in charge of the three armies.
“Cough cough!”
Fu Qingyang covered his mouth and coughed hard, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
He suffered serious injuries in the Killing Game. Although at the moment of promotion to the Dominator, his life level was sublimated and he passively treated some of his injuries, his physical condition was still very bad.
Fu Qingyang walked to the bed and pressed the “call button.”
After a while, two tall Bunny Girls were summoned, pushed open the door of the master bedroom, passed through the outer room, and came to Fu Qingyang.
“Young Master, you’re awake?” The Bunny Girl bloomed with a bright smile, overjoyed.
All the Bunny Girls in the entire villa were preparing, worrying, and praying for the Young Master’s return.
Fu Qingyang nodded slightly: “Prepare food, prepare hot water, prepare clean clothes…”
After instructing, he said again: “Pull up the leaderboard of the Transcendence Realm Killing Game.”
He has already achieved the results he promised, and it’s time to see Yuanshi Tianzun’s performance.