Newspaper Boy
Chapter 342: Crab Feast
“But…” The little green tea didn't smile because of her brother's comfort. She said worriedly, “My dad entered dungeon number 015, the Siming Palace, an A-level dungeon. There are guides for that dungeon. Our Xie family's ancestors were the pioneers of the dungeon. That dungeon isn't the kind that lasts for a long time. In theory, it should be out within a week, but it's been ten days now.”
Although she didn't have the authority to view the specific content of the 015 dungeon guide, her father entered the dungeon, and the elders in the family would definitely reveal some information about the dungeon.
For example, the difficulty and duration of the dungeon.
Zhang Yuanqing frowned and pondered, “Maybe he encountered some accident, but don't worry, based on my experience, A-level dungeons with guides are at most B+ in difficulty, not even weak. Your dad is the head of the family, and he doesn't lack top-quality props, right? There's no difficulty in clearing this dungeon, just wait patiently!”
Xie Lingxi thought about it and nodded vigorously, “Then can you accompany me today, brother? I've been having insomnia and a lack of appetite recently, and I look haggard.”
She pouted her pink lips and pretended to be pitiful.
“Except for not sleeping with you, everything else is fine.” Zhang Yuanqing glanced at her.
While speaking, footsteps came from the stairs. Guan Ya happened to come downstairs. Xie Lingxi didn't turn her head. Her ears perked up slightly, and she suddenly said with a shy expression, “Oh, brother is just teasing me, I'm not going to pay attention to you!” She turned around gracefully and ran shyly towards the stairs, bumping into Guan Ya who was coming downstairs.
“Ah…” The little green tea hurriedly stopped and explained, “Sister Guan Ya, Brother Yuanshi was just joking with me, don't misunderstand.”
After speaking, she brushed past Guan Ya, in a posture of being caught in the act and fleeing in panic.
After the little green tea returned upstairs, Guan Ya rolled her eyes, “The idea of framing someone is written all over her face. This sister of yours, if you say she's smart, she's indeed scheming and cunning, but if you say she's stupid, she's trying to play tricks in front of me, so stupid that I'm speechless.”
“Alright, alright, don't talk about her.” Zhang Yuanqing said.
Guan Ya snorted and looked at her boyfriend sideways, “You're quite concerned about her.”
Zhang Yuanqing didn't say anything. He pressed her onto the sofa and gave her a passionate kiss.
No matter what Guan Ya's attitude was verbally, she would respond to her little boyfriend's requests. She spoiled him without any bottom line.
After kissing her until her cheeks were flushed and she was panting, Zhang Yuanjing sat up contentedly, licking his lips and saying, “The queen went out shopping. Who are you practicing martial arts with?”
Guan Ya was wearing a white martial arts uniform, and a black belt tied around her waist showed her slender figure. Her majestic breasts could be seen through the loose uniform.
“I asked Xiahou Aotian to make a level 5 melee puppet to accompany me.” Guan Ya sat up, tidied her messy hair, and her face was still flushed. “Scouts must hone their swordsmanship after the Extraordinary stage. My swordsmanship is still far behind that of seasoned swordsmen.”
Although every swordsman controls sword energy and possesses a talent for swordsmanship, this is just the beginning. The level of swordsmanship and the strength of sword energy all need to be honed.
The representative figure in swordsmanship is Fu Qingyang.
Qian Gongzi, whose skills are close to perfection, can defeat ten swordsmen of the same level.
“Honing your swordsmanship, then I won't accompany you,” Zhang Yuanqing said regretfully.
If it was physical training, with his current level six peak and the Pure Yang Cleansing Body Record at the Small Perfection state, he could completely compete with Guan Ya. But in terms of swordsmanship, first of all, with the Star Official's wretched fighting style, he would definitely use high mobility to cooperate with Yin corpses and spirit servants to grind down the fragile swordsman.
And if he abandoned the characteristics of the Star Official and fought in close combat with a swordsman with sharp sword energy, the risk would be too high. The Star Official doesn't have super defense. If he gets hit by a sword, he will lose an arm or a leg.
Zhang Yuanqing didn't think he was a good training partner, so he didn't force himself.
At headquarters, Secretary Zhou was working at his desk, reviewing documents, when he suddenly heard a ding from the computer screen. This was the notification sound for a new email.
Secretary Zhou put down the document and looked at the computer while reaching for the mouse. He clicked on the new email.
"I am the Illusionist. Notify your master that tonight at midnight, Room 3002, No. 26 Shazhoumen Road, Chaoyang District, Beijing." Secretary Zhou's pupils shrank slightly. He straightened his back abruptly, and his entire aura changed, like a tourist wandering in the mountains encountering a hunting tiger.
The Illusionist is the Spirit Realm ID of the Great Elder of the Southern School, a peak Ruler.
Secretary Zhou immediately grabbed the landline and dialed Elder Cai's phone, but he quickly hung up. After thinking for a few seconds, he picked up the landline again and contacted his assistant: "Prepare, I'm going back to see Elder Cai."
The night was hazy, and the cool breeze was blowing. The neon lights of Songhai intertwined to create a brilliant and magnificent night scene.
And the curtains in the room doing things unsuitable for children were tightly closed, pitch black.
The heavy breathing and sweet moans had just stopped, and the bed also gained a moment of respite as the rhythmic "creaking" sounds ended.
Guan Ya was covered in sweat, and her beautiful hair stuck tightly to her face. She curled up under the thin quilt, revealing half of her round, fragrant shoulder, and her neck and chest were covered in red strawberries.
She lazily pushed her boyfriend beside her, her voice lazy and hoarse, "Turn on the air conditioner, it's hot~"
"If you're hot, take off the quilt." Zhang Yuanqing was still in sage time and didn't want to move, so he lifted the Yin-Yang Joyful Union food, and suddenly, a snow-white and plump delicate body appeared in front of him.
Guan Ya's body curves were very alluring, with round and wide hips, round and firm legs, and a mermaid line and vest line outlining a pleasing abdomen.
Not to mention the scenery of snow peaks standing proudly in the plum blossom bush.
A truly alluring figure
Is a delicate and exquisite figure covered with a thin layer of body fat. That layer of body fat is the most moving and plump part of a woman.
A washboard figure won't do, and too much body fat will become bloated and赘肉.
As he watched, Zhang Yuanqing's sage time disappeared, and he pounced on her hungrily, his waist squeezing open two big white pythons, and he sent the long spear into the gun holster.
The real work of procreation continued until midnight, and Zhang Yuanqing scattered all the money in his bag and gave it to his girlfriend, leaving her penniless.
He came to the villa's rooftop and began his daily stargazing again.
The Star Official is a chess player, secretly planning strategies. Since Zhang Yuanqing's promotion to Star Official, saving the Devil Eye, arresting Pluto, fighting the Heavenly Punishment Saint, and hunting down the six elders of the Southern School, several operations have been excellent.
But now, facing a possible calamity originating from a high level, even stargazing is powerless.
"Sigh, I still can't see anything." Zhang Yuanqing put away the Greater Firmament Star Plate and took out his mobile phone.
He opened the address book and hesitated between "Older Cousin" and "Old Dog Elder", wondering whether to tell them about Master Wuhen's impact on the demigod status.
"Although Master Wuhen is wholeheartedly good, he is an evil profession after all. Once the impact on the demigod fails, the consequences will definitely be tragic. It is very likely that the entire Jinshan City will become the price of his madness. In theory, I should report to headquarters."
"But headquarters will not watch a level nine Void Walker advance to demigod. No matter how harmless the master is, he is an evil profession. The official, as a force that fights against evil professions, has its hostility towards evil professions engraved in its bones. The contradictions in the camp cannot be reconciled, and once Master Wuhen fails to impact the demigod, he will really lose control. In this case, I'm afraid even the Old Dog Elder will not stand by the master's side."
"The price of losing control may be the annihilation of a city, and may even affect Songhai. Who would dare to gamble with the lives of a city's people?"
"The result of reporting to headquarters would be the Five Elements Alliance taking action to besiege Master Wuhen." Zhang Yuanqing grimaced.
Changing his thinking, Master Wuhen is wholeheartedly good and is definitely not a madman who sees life as worthless. If he is not sure of impacting the demigod, he will not make such a decision.
I will wait and see, and first survive the death tribulation. My own life is the most important thing.
He temporarily put Master Wuhen aside and sent his cousin a string of cartoon images.
The cousin replied in seconds, but it was a system automatic reply: "I'm in a dungeon, leave a message if you need anything."
Zhang Yuanqing originally wanted to ask her if her dear brother's good brother, her cousin's boyfriend, was facing a life-and-death crisis, could she protect him for a month?
As a result, she was in a dungeon and lost contact. Then he could only rely on himself. After attending the crab feast, he would enter the dungeon...
"No, enter the dungeon first, and let the clone attend the crab feast. Anyway, I can share the clone." Zhang Yuanqing decided to play it safe.
If he wanted to create a clone, he would need to borrow the Yata Mirror from the Chizuru Group again.
He had three opportunities to borrow it. The first time he chose the Yata Mirror, and the second time he chose the Kusanagi Sword, giving Guan Ya a month to defend herself.
Guan Ya only used it when she was on missions. Most of the time, it was lying in her inventory. When entering the dungeon, it was hidden in Guan Ya's room, which was a waste.
The last time he borrowed it, he would still choose the Yata Mirror. At first, he attended the crab feast with the idea of befriending the Xie family. It would never be bad to be on good terms with the Spirit Realm family.
Now, Yuanshi Tianzun is already a big figure. It is no longer important to befriend or not to befriend when attending the crab feast. His relationship with the Xie family is already very solid.
He attended the crab feast mainly to see the Xie family's ancestor and inquire about some past events of the Chu family from this demigod.
At midnight, Room 3002, No. 26 Shazhoumen Road, Chaoyang District, Beijing, was a two-bedroom apartment. The stove, sink, and floor in the kitchen were covered with a thin layer of dust.
Obviously, no one has lived in this apartment for a long time.
A figure walked from the dark living room into the kitchen and turned on the faucet.
La la~
The faucet poured out tap water containing bubbles, but it didn't fall into the sink. Instead, it wound towards the ground, writing two words on the dusty floor.
"What matter!"
The figure smiled, "Cai Qinhe, you are still so cautious."
The two words "What matter" on the ground deepened, like a silent, repeated question, unwilling to waste words with him.
The figure said, "Wangshi Wuhen has obtained the key item to becoming a demigod and is impacting the demigod realm. I have been ordered by the leader to tell you about this."
The words "What matter" disappeared, and a new stream of water涌来，写出一行字: "What can I get?"
The figure sneered: "I'm just telling you this information. As for what you can get from it, think for yourself." After speaking, he turned and left.
October 1st, 6:30 pm, Xie Lingxi, wearing white knee-length味平底小皮鞋, light makeup, and a light-colored knee-length pleated skirt, hugged Zhang Yuanqing's arm and waved to Guan Ya, "We're going back, we'll be back tomorrow."
Her dress was simple and exquisite. The white tassels were tied into bows and dotted between her waterfall-like black hair, making her look like a delicate little princess.
Early October, the Xie family's crab feast.
Guan Ya ignored the little green tea's words and said, "Come back earlier tonight!"
Originally, Guan Ya also wanted to attend the crab feast, but Xie Lingxi said embarrassedly, "Oh sister, the Xie family's crab feast doesn't invite outsiders. Brother Yuanshi is a guest personally appointed by the ancestor, I'm really sorry."
Since she said so, the queen was embarrassed to go with her.
In this way, the little green tea finally had the opportunity to exclusively occupy Brother Yuanshi. On the business car, Zhang Yuanqing leaned on the soft seat, crossed his legs, and asked, "Has your dad not come out yet?"
Xie Lingxi was quite happy at first, but when she heard this, her little face collapsed and she shook her head with a pout.
"It seems like something really happened..." Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.
Xie Su had been in the dungeon for half a month, and that Siming Palace dungeon should have been cleared within a week.
"What did the Xie family elders say?" Zhang Yuanqing put away his relaxed expression.
"What else can they say? They are not in the dungeon and don't know the specific situation. They only say that with dad's strength, he shouldn't have had an accident."
Xie Lingxi sighed, "Mom, that old Chen tea, hasn't been acting up lately. It seems she is really worried."
"What a老陈茶…" Zhang Yuanqing said, "Your ancestor should meet me. I'll ask him then."
"Thank you, brother." Xie Lingxi took the opportunity to lean her head in his arms.