Chapter 291 Fu Qingyang Returns

"Oh, my dear captain, it's so nice to see you. You can't imagine how I got through these three days. I miss you as much as I miss my grandma's apple pie. What I said is true, and God will bear witness to me."

Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward with a smile on his face and hugged Li Dongze warmly.

At this time, a young female employee handed over a glass of red wine attentively. 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 and moved to the sofa, saying hello to Wang Tai and Teng Yuan respectively.

"You will leave the second team soon, or become the boss of the second team." Wang Tai held a cake in his hand and enjoyed it with satisfaction, "It's made of animal cream, and it tastes good. The advantage of this 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, but the dog chief hasn't talked to me since he came. 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, and said:

"Jingwei, do you know?"

Jiang Jingwei was immersed in the food, not paying attention to what was happening outside.

"Jingwei, Jingwei" Zhang Yuanqing chopped the girl's neck with a knife, "Jingwei!"

Jiang Jingwei "poofed" the barbecue and ham slices, and said angrily and distressed, "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 did not understand, she explained: "Every year in the killing copy, the leader will take some elders to watch the battle, that is, watch outside the copy. But how to watch outside the copy? I don't quite understand. My father said that people with too low levels can't enter. When I reach the master realm, he will take me to play." The leader can take the elders in to watch? The members of the second team were shocked. It was the first time they heard of such a thing. Zhang Yuanqing was also shocked and terrified, because he exposed too many things in the killing copy. The teleportation jade talisman of the demon king; the disguise ring of the demon king, although these two props are definitely not the signature props of the demon king, if the big guys outside have seen them, it will inevitably arouse suspicion. Neither of the two props is the prop of the night wandering god profession. Theoretically, it is unlikely for him to get it. In addition, he naturally thought of the phenomenon that when the task was settled, the black full moon hidden in the character card suddenly appeared and turned itself into a crescent.

This is the character card hiding itself, hiding his identity as the descendant of the Demon Lord.

"So that's it."

Zhang Yuanqing murmured in a low voice, his face was not good.

Because he realized that the character card has "self-awareness". If the black full moon was stimulated by the rule-based props that time, it was passive.

Then what about this time?

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

It is enough to show that it has self-awareness. It knows that there are big guys watching outside. It knows that it cannot reveal its identity as the descendant of the Demon Lord. Who is it?

And the character card cannot have self-awareness. If it does, it must be something else.

This discovery made Zhang Yuanqing feel a little bit uneasy.

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

"The only benefit is that I don't have to worry about the identity of the Demon Lord's descendant being exposed in the future," he thought with a smile.

In this way, he doesn't need to rack his brains to hide his identity, the role card will maturely "hide" itself, such as the Maoshan sorcerer's test in the stone temple that day, which is doomed to fail.

His answer must be the Demon Lord's descendant three times: I'm not! You're talking nonsense! Don't wrongly accuse me!

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

At this time, Teng Yuan said:

"The killing copy of the Saint Realm should end tomorrow."

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

Teng Yuan nodded: "I look forward to the result."

After saying that, he ate the food listlessly like a thousand-year-old salted fish.

The civilians and travelers of the second team ate and drank until eleven o'clock in the afternoon before they dispersed, leaving a few civilian staff to clean up the mess.

Zhang Yuanqing sent a message to Kou Beiyue while going to the toilet:

"I heard that the high-ranking members of the lawful camp have the habit of watching the killing copy, and the evil camp is very likely to do so too, so you should be careful."

Kou Beiyue quickly replied:

"Oh, I knew it a long time ago. Xiaoyuan said that the big shots may not remember me, but to be on the safe side, I will keep a low profile recently. When those guys return to reality, Xiaoyuan will get information 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?"

The news is quite well-informed. Zhang Yuanqing replied with a "yeah".

"I know what you think, but I don't think there is much hope. Didn't those big guys watch 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.

Except for the Southern School of the Nihilistic Sect, how could other organizations endorse "Good Ministers Choose Their Masters and Kill Them"? They wished that the little fat man would be killed.

Zhang Yuanqing was not panicked at all.

Kou Beiyue was still too young, and his mind was only black and white. There was a life-and-death struggle in the organization, and the three evil camps were not of one mind.

If there was a chance to kill the genius in the other organization, the evil organization would definitely be more active than the lawful camp.

"You don't have to think about these, just contact the good ministers to choose their masters and kill them in a few days." Zhang Yuanqing sent this message, and there was no response for a long time.

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

"Fuck you, just to reply to your message, I just ran into the green belt, and all the takeaways in the box were spilled, you pay me!!"

Zhang Yuanqing silently sent a 50-cent red envelope, and then turned off the 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 them behind him, and walked along the steel stairs to the second floor.

On the second floor office area, there were only Guan Ya and Wang Tai.

Because Jiang Jingwei had to go to school, he was picked up by the housekeeper sent by his mother. It was even more impossible for Teng Yuan to stay in the unit to work. There were only Wang Tai and Guan Ya in the office area.

The former was well fed and well drunk, and immersed in his own world without distraction.

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

What happened yesterday was vivid in her mind. She couldn't get rid of the embarrassment, shyness, and social death for the time being. When she saw Yuan Shi, the wet sheets and trousers would appear in her mind.

This made her want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Sister Guan Ya, I'll give you a rose." Zhang Yuanqing presented a beautiful rose.

The old driver took a look, and was both angry and amused, and said angrily:

"You are not sincere in offering flowers to Buddha."

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 invite you to dinner, tomorrow night."

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

At this time, you must pester and be a gangster. Zhang Yuanqing remembered the advice of his life mentor and said with a smirk:

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

Guan Ya didn't seem to expect him to be so gangster, raised her eyes, glared, and said angrily:

"Why should I go to your house for dinner? What is our relationship?"

This is different from what she thought. In her mind, she tried to downplay what happened yesterday. After a while, the awkward mood passed, and everyone tacitly didn't mention it, and she could continue to talk and laugh with Yuanshi.

This is what she thinks, the most reasonable and best result.

According to her understanding of Yuanshi, although the brat was good at talking, he lacked experience in matters between men and women. According to his social style, seeing that she was sensitive and embarrassed, he should take the initiative to talk and say dirty words to ease her embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, instead of taking the initiative to ease the embarrassment between the two of them, he took advantage of the victory and invited her to his house for dinner?

What is the relationship between them? He just invited her to his house for dinner

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Wang Tai in the distance, then pulled a chair and sat next to Guan Ya, blowing into her crystal-clear ears, whispering in a low and ambiguous tone:

"What do you think our relationship is?"

The two were very close, and he was taller than Guan Ya. As soon as he looked down, he could see the white and greasy scenery in the collar of the white shirt with two buttons unbuttoned.

She has always been the kind of woman who can hold the shirt very tight.

A white shirt with a thin waist and a big chest is always the most popular among uniform temptations.

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

As Lingjun said, she took an evasive attitude, trying to be an ostrich, trying to take yesterday's incident calmly, 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 ostrich mentality actually comes from family pressure.

She longs for love, but she is afraid of her family's attitude. She is full of frustration and pessimism about the future, which is very contradictory.

"At this time, you need to take advantage of the victory and take the initiative to control the relationship between the two. It is impossible to expect her to take the initiative."

The words of the life mentor flashed in his mind.

Zhang Yuanqing didn't think about it, and took a bite of the crystal clear earlobe. It was cool and exuded a refreshing fragrance. It was hard to tell whether it was body fragrance or perfume.

It smelled good.

Guan Ya was caught off guard, and her delicate body suddenly tensed up like an electric shock.

Her ears were burning, her fair neck was quickly flushed, and tiny goose bumps appeared.

She sat there blankly, as if she didn't expect this boy to be so bold. It's fine if he flirted with her in the office, but he also took advantage of her.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped when he saw that he was ahead. Looking at Guan Ya with blushing cheeks, he said:

"My cousin got promoted last time thanks to you. My grandmother has wanted to invite you to dinner for a long time. I'll pick you up tomorrow night."

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

Holding the bag and stepping on high heels, she walked away with a click.

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

When the sound of Guan Ya's fleeing footsteps disappeared, 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 you choose one. Believe me, bachelor's degree is professional."

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

He was in a good mood and took out his cell phone, called Fu Qingyang's bunny girl, and asked her to send Blood Rose back.

That day, when he left Guan Ya's house, he sent Blood Rose back to Fujia Bay again.

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

It was 4:30 in the afternoon.

Zhang Yuanqing led Blood Rose and secretly returned home.

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

Zhang Yuanqing entered the bedroom, hid Blood Rose in the closet, and glanced at the scenery in the room.

"The old man can only stay in reality for two days at a time, and he should be back tomorrow morning. "

"Fu Qingyang will be back tomorrow. Well, he shouldn't blame me. After all, no one should have a problem with him because of his trash talk. It's fine. Elder Dog will definitely blame me."

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

As his thoughts fluctuated, Zhang Yuanqing took out the Demon Subduing Pestle and put it in the desk drawer.

Fujia Bay.

In the spacious and luxurious master bedroom, a figure appeared out of thin air. It was Fu Qingyang.

At this time, he was short. The ponytail was shoulder-length, and the armor on his body was covered with knife marks and traces of smoke and fire.

Under the armor, there was a faint trace of blood.

Although he looked disheveled and stained with dirt and blood after the war, Mr. Fu's knife-carved face was still handsome and unbearable.

Rather than being restrained, his cold temperament revealed a majesty that he had never had before.

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

"Ahem! "

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

He was seriously injured in the killing copy. Although his life level was sublimated at the moment of being promoted to the master, and some of his injuries were passively treated, his physical condition was still very poor.

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

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

"Master, are you awake?"

The bunny girl smiled brightly and was overjoyed.

The bunny girls in the whole villa were preparing, worrying, and praying for the return of the master.

Fu Qingyang nodded slightly: "Prepare food, prepare hot water, and prepare clean clothes."

After giving the order, he said again:

"Pull out the scoreboard of the extraordinary killing copy. "

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