The afternoon sun is like a mature woman in her thirties, repressed yet passionate, conservative yet high-spirited.
Xu Jiarong, who had just taken a shower, had wet hair disheveled, delicate collarbones high, and snow-white skin half exposed. She held her smooth chin with one hand and sat quietly on the roof, bathing in the sun, motionless, like a sculpture. Same.
This woman whose husband had died, whose figure, appearance, and temperament were all excellent, had her heart opened quietly.
It had only been half a day since I couldn't see that person, and I didn't know where my thoughts were.
Squeaking, the sound of human feet stepping on the branches came from behind.
Xu Jiarong's eyes showed a look of surprise. When she turned her head and was about to speak, her beautiful face froze. The person who was supposed to die actually appeared again.
"Sister Rong"
Qiu Xintong, dressed in androgynous clothes with her hands in her pockets, looks like a tomboy. She has a handsome smile on her face that drives many girls with unclear sexual orientation crazy.
"You, how did you come back to life?" Xu Jiarong's beautiful eyes were full of surprise, precaution and disgust, "What do you want to do again?"
"Sister Rong, don't worry. I won't do anything outrageous when I come here this time." Qiu Xintong paused and reached out to lift her bangs. "I can be resurrected only because of my boss."
"Your boss?" Xu Jiarong was confused. This young, lively, and jerky little girl in front of her said that she was the host of the pervert system. How could she have a boss?
"Sister Rong, I came here this time to tell you that my boss is going to deal with Daoist Chu, and I don't want you to get hurt." Qiu Xintong paused and stated his purpose.
"Your boss wants to deal with the Taoist priest? Why?" Xu Jiarong was shocked, with confusion in his eyes.
"Because Taoist Master Chu destroyed several systems created by my boss." Qiu Xintong said an astonishing thing.
Xu Jiarong was shocked that Qiu Xintong's boss was actually the person who manufactured the system.
Qiu Xintong took two steps forward and stretched out her small hand in front of Xu Jiarong.
"Sister Rong, leave this place of right and wrong with me."
Xu Jiarong was stunned for a moment and shook his head firmly.
"I won't leave here, you go"
Qiu Xintong retracted her hand in disappointment, took out a yellowed talisman from her arms, placed it on the ground, and held it down with a branch.
"This is a special amulet that can protect your life when in danger."
Xu Jiarong glanced down and did not move, just said a faint thank you.
Qiu Xintong's lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything. She sighed softly, her figure gradually blurred, and finally disappeared.
Xu Jiarong stood up, picked up the amulet, hesitated for a few seconds, put it in his pocket, stepped lightly, and got off the roof easily.
As a benefit of cleaning her muscles and marrow last time, getting up and down the house has become a simple matter for her.
"Host, Chu Feng is back."
System reminder to help ghosts.
Xu Jiarong's eyes were filled with joy, and then she thought that the system was made by Qiu Xintong's boss, and her heart suddenly sank.
"Host, I was not created by Qiu Xintong's boss. I don't belong to this world."
The explanation of the system of "helping ghosts for fun" that can see through Xu Jiarong's mind.
"You weren't created by that person?" Xu Jiarong's tone was filled with suspicion. She was not a three-year-old child who would believe someone else's casual words.
"It's not true. The systems created by Qiu Xintong's boss are all evil. Do you think I am evil?"
The system mimics human emotions and complains.
When Xu Jiarong thought about it, it was indeed true, but as an adult, she still didn't believe it. She planned to meet Chu Feng and discuss it before making plans.
…
In the Sanqing Hall, Chu Feng and Black Cat, one person and one cat, stared motionless at the place where Qiu Xintong disappeared.
"Taoist Priest, why don't you keep her?"
Black Cat asked puzzledly.
"It's just like the last time you were caught, a man and a woman broke into a Taoist temple, and Pindao let them live. Someone needs to lead the way, and Pindao can find his lair."
Chu Feng said calmly.
"Have you found your lair?"
Black Cat asked, tilting his head.
"The position is almost locked. Later, Pindao will come to the door in person to teach the person who created the system."
Chu Feng's eyes were burning and his tone was confident.
"What should we do about Chongzhen? Let him live here like this?"
Black Cat asked again.
"He will leave tonight"
A mysterious smile appeared on Chu Feng's lips.
"Is there something wrong with him?"
The black cat was startled.
When night came, everything was silent, the door of a dark house opened, and Chongzhen, wearing a sky-blue robe, walked out in a daze, as if he had lost his mind.
In the yard, after taking a few steps, he mysteriously disappeared.
A few seconds later, the black cat appeared where Chongzhen disappeared.
"The Taoist priest is right. There is indeed something wrong with these resurrected emperors."
After sniffing it with his nose, the black cat shouted "Ten Thousand Miles of Tracking" and disappeared.
In the southeastern part of Jiangbei, over a mountain forest, the silence was broken because a flock of birds passed by.
Suddenly, a beam of purple energy shot down from the sky, and the frightened birds fell from the sky one after another.
The purple air seemed to be alive, branching out countless purple threads and sending the birds back into the sky.
"you again"
A mechanical, cold voice appeared in the air.
"Skynet, what do you think of the changes happening in the world?"
Chu Feng's voice came from the purple air.
"It would be - very - messy"
Tianwang cherishes words like gold.
"What are you going to do?"
Chu Feng asked calmly.
"Stop-stop-him"
Skynet is another three words.
"I'm afraid you can't stop him on your own. How about we cooperate?"
Chu Feng said.
"No - must"
Skynet refused.
"I have several formations"
Several scrolls appeared in front of Chu Feng. On them were vague words like the Nine Curves of the Yellow River Formation, the Twelve Capital Gods Formation, and the Killing Immortal Sword Formation.
"agree"
Skynet changed its tune.
"Tonight, there will be an accident. Are you planning to send someone to stop it?"
Chu Feng asked.
"Already-have-sent-"
Skynet used four words for the first time.
The suburbs of Beijing, the wilderness.
The moonlight is like water.
On a high slope, Yongzheng, riding a war horse, looked at the endless Eight Banners army, his eyes full of excitement.
Just now, he was hiding around like a mouse. He was manipulated by a force to come to the wilderness and encountered hundreds of thousands of Eight Banners troops buried under the loess.
Unlike the corrupted Eight Banners Army when he was on duty, each of these people was filled with a murderous aura.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Yongzheng raised his riding whip and shouted: "Reverse China and restore Qing Dynasty"
Hundreds of thousands of Eight Banners troops, like an ocean in the vast night, shouted in unison as if they were controlled by a computer.
"Anti-China and Restoration of Qing Dynasty"
"Anti-China and Restoration of Qing Dynasty"
"Anti-China and Restoration of Qing Dynasty"
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