Feng Yuji, who seems to be stoic and even more ruthless than etiquette, actually already has a fiancée, and her fiancée looks like a half-grown little girl. It sounds like food worthy of gossip, but too many things happened that night, like the kind of New Year pictures that have to be filled with a flower or an auspicious cloud even if there is a small gap, and it is full of squeezing. feel. Even someone like Rong Tong, who already had a certain amount of "experience", still felt powerless, let alone those other petty officials and managers who had spent decades or hundreds of years doing nothing but meditating and practicing, just handling some mundane official duties. Dawn is approaching, the sun is shining down, and everyone's face is written in capital letters, as if they are from another world.
The situation that was about to suddenly deteriorate was easily resolved because of the presence of a big boss like Xu Feiqiong in the team - although it did seem that there were some complications and a few extraneous people on the scene. Now the work of mopping up the pieces is still going on. Southern Jin is a place full of chaos and hard to come back from. As soon as they get close, a lot of crackling firecrackers are blown up in front of them. Now they need to find the fuse among the paper scraps and dust on the floor.
Holding Qin, he searched for horses in the high sky and collected some remaining magic power. The gray-purple mist floating in the transparent bottle seemed to be some kind of sentient life form. Rong Tong stretched out his finger and poked the wall of the bottle. They immediately started scurrying around inside the bottle, unwillingly hitting the piston that carved the seal on the top of the bottle.
"These magic powers were very stable before..." Baoqin was a little confused.
"Is it possible that I am their catalyst?" Rong Tong smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Can you see what they are made of? What is their operating principle?"
Baoqin looked at the bottle for a moment, frowned and shook his head.
"How come? Isn't this your racial talent?" Rong Tong was a little confused.
Baoqin's frown deepened, and there was even some confusion in his eyes.
A slender hand suddenly stretched out and took away the bottle filled with magic power.
"If you specialize in magic, let me leave it to you. Within three days, the origin of this monster, the materials needed for its transformation, and the methods used by the devil will all be revealed."
"Are you a weapon cultivator?" Rong Tong looked at the woman in white with surprise, who had no suspicion of being a suspect and carelessly stepped in between them.
"The average weapon cultivator can't boast of such a Haikou. Who are you?" Baoqin turned his head and looked at him with some vigilance.
"Oh, I haven't decided whether to tell you this yet." The woman in white was very casual. It seemed that this guy's whole temperament had changed since the corpse chaos. It seemed that someone poured a bottle on "her" face. The makeup remover dissolved all the superficial arrogance and nobility, and now her temperament was infinitely close to that of a junior or senior in college wearing slippers, pajamas, and unkempt face, cooking in front of the cafeteria window.
"Anyway, I analyzed mine, and you can adopt the results you want. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me." He yawned and drifted away like a wandering spirit.
Okay, these days, the corpse crawler is not just a corpse crawler, but a demon-contaminated creature with a background; the suspect is not a simple suspect, he is an uncle!
It's not a problem to waste time outside with messy clues. The group of people finally turned around and returned to the Nanjin Palace.
"Sir, my fiancée, my fiancée, has exhausted her spiritual energy. Can you let me put her in a good place first?" Feng Yuji came over to excuse himself very apologetically.
"This...is the eldest lady of Montessori in Shuangyue City?" After all, she is a character who appeared in the original plot. Rong Tong couldn't help but curiously glanced at the girl in his arms. The little girl looked really young. It is big, but it already makes people feel amazing. Her beauty is like a beam of light shining directly, and people who meet her at first glance will even subconsciously avoid her.
Feng Yuji, who looked just like the banished immortal, didn't feel out of place at all when they were next to each other. The young man gently hugged the little girl, like a fairy tale that the painter had conceived on the canvas.
"Does your Excellency already know about it?" Feng Yuji was a little surprised that Rong Tong revealed the origin of his fiancée without hesitation, but after all, it was not a secret, and he was just a little bit ashamed. "Mengmeng is undergoing a family trial. , probably because he received my letter from home before leaving and came here specifically to see the official. The official didn’t know about this before, so I hope you’ll forgive me.”
Cute? It’s really foul to put this name on a little girl who looks like a jade doll——
But think of the ending arranged for her in the original work...
Rong Tong suddenly felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. The plot written in black and white, even if it was so cruel that blood flowed and the body was lying thousands of miles away, the readers were not shocked at all, let alone a cannon fodder who was stingy about giving his full name. . But what if she were alive and appeared in front of you in such a vivid and beautiful manner?
It was not mentioned at all in the original plot, but now it seems that Feng Yuji... probably cares about his little fiancée. After all, his voice was much softer when he asked for leave, as if he didn't want to wake up the little girl.
"It's okay. There is no rule in the rules that stipulates that family members cannot visit the selector, right?" Rong Tong suppressed her complicated emotions. She waved her hand and let her subordinates get along with his little girl.
...Maybe none of the cruel things will happen? After all, the plot has collapsed to this extent, and so far, she has not encountered any developments in the original work.
Rong Tong stretched his stiff neck and said, "Next..." We still need to supervise the resettlement of refugees and restart the selection of Kunlun disciples. At the same time, we need to enforce martial law throughout the city, strengthen security work, and investigate the originator of the zombie rebellion. The "previous dynasty" and the devil's path are serious and complicated in nature, and they need to prepare a report to the Presbyterian Council... Oh, and there are also two young men who seem to have just entered the set by mistake and need to go through a process to deal with it.
The questioning process did not take long. Li Jingxun took the people down and rushed over to report while Rong Tong was arranging the next work for other selectors.
"Both of them are candidates who came to take part in the Kunlun disciple test this time. Their identities are quite clean. They don't know anything about monsters. They probably just happened to be unlucky. Fortunately, they met Brother Feng's fiancée. I checked their Dantian and there was no sign of being infected with magic power.”
"What a coincidence?" Rong Tong was a little playful, "It's quite a coincidence." What's even more coincidental is that she recognizes both "happens".
"That young man among them...is his name Du An? He's really lucky! He was unscathed in yesterday's stampede. This night, he was in danger twice and was rescued twice by the monk himself." She glanced at him at a glance. Comrade Zhang Wei, who was very skillful in fishing among the selectors, moved a little bit towards him without leaving any trace, and deliberately prolonged his words like a joke, "No one has this kind of luck, will it?" Is there some great power that is secretly blessing me~"
Zhang Wei didn't react at all and seriously cosplayed a young deaf-blind man with an extraordinary temperament.
Rong Tong was a little discouraged, so she had to signal Li Jingxun to approach her first, "Also, I have seen the other boy who is on the fourth level of Qi training. He shouldn't be from Southern Jin, right?"
Christmas Eve hadn't passed long yet, and with the series of troubles caused by Li Chaoxian behind him, it was difficult for Rong Tong not to be deeply impressed by the noisy affairs she was involved in.
"Indeed, he was a little hesitant before, but it didn't take long before he was recruited. This child's household registration is in the city."
Li Jingxun was confused at the time. The city was at the foot of Kunlun and the first stop for discipleship examinations. Why did he come to Southern Jin to participate in the selection?
The young man only said that he wanted to see the outside world. He left the city and wandered all the way to the southern Jin Dynasty before hearing about the Kunlun selection. Although he regretted it, it was too late, so he had to rush to the nearest selection point to see if he could Take a chance.
Such a statement does not sound far-fetched. Young people who are passionate and careless may indeed act like this.
However, I always felt that the enthusiasm on his face was not enough to support the expectations he said for Kunlun.
"Speaking of which, the household registration in Juancheng is registered directly to the chieftain. What is the child's name? Have you checked his identity?"
"He said his name is Su Qingxue. I have checked with my subordinates and found that this person does exist in Jincheng. The description of his appearance and age in the Maung Yue records is basically consistent..."
"That's fine..." Rong Tong was nodding, but her nerves, which had been dulled by a night of hard work, suddenly reacted and turned her head to give her a stimulation comparable to a hundred thousand volts of electric shock.
"Wait...wait a minute," Rong Tong stiffly twisted his neck and turned his head, "You just said, what is his name? Su Qingxue? What's Su' what's 'Qing' what's Xue?!"
Li Jingxun was a little frightened by her boss's reaction, "Just...'su' in Suzhou and Hangzhou, 'light' in easy, 'xue' in snow..."
Rong Tong's current condition is probably similar to being thrown into a microwave oven. The outer shell is still intact, but the internal organs and brain are starting to look burnt...
As the saying goes, the plot may be late, but it will never be late. As the saying goes... No, it's clearly written on the cover of the original book. Hey——
Name: "Rebel"
Protagonist: Su Qingxue
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