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Chapter 100 The Silent Night Before the Storm

"Jiujiu, what are you looking at?"

Zhou Ya put a stack of books and placed them on the warehouse table.

"This is, "Legend of the Legend of the Condor Heroes of the Prosperous Tang Dynasty","

Jiujiuyang Yang Yang's old book,

"This says that after Emperor Minghuang of Tang regained his country, he missed Yang Guifei every day, so he asked the alchemists from all over the world to gather in Chang'an, trying to reverse the yin and yang and bring back the dead."

"Return to life! Return to life!" Zhou Ya directly snatched the book in Jiujiu's hand, then grabbed the book and slapped Jiujiu in the head twice, "I asked you to do things, you will read the novel of monsters here."

"Sister Ya, stop hitting me, don't hit me," Jiujiu covered her head, "What if I'm stupid when I hit me, what should I do if my fairy brother doesn't want me?!"

“·······”

Zhou Ya flipped through Bai Yin, "Are you still thinking about promising yourself with your body?"

"Hehe, after all, the fairy brother is so handsome, it seems that it's not impossible to agree with his body..."

Jiujiu smiled foolishly,

"It is only good to be good-looking that you are willing to give up your body," Zhou Ya looked up and down at Jiujiu, "You can be considered a kindness and revenge."

"Wow! Sister Ya, you are too much! Why are you still attacking me personally!"

Jiujiu pouted angrily, and her ponytails stood up.

“Work quickly!”

After throwing the book in his hand into the stack of books he had just sorted out, Zhou Ya glanced at Jiujiu.

"promise!"

Jiujiu's mouth turned down like a deflated ball, and she went to the pile of books to find books.

Looking at Jiujiu's back, Zhou Ya couldn't help but feel a little sad. The sacred human world who called herself "Penghaoke" did not ask for the gift to Jiujiu, as if this was the gift to Jiujiu.

But the most expensive price is the gift from the existence of myths, because you don’t know what direction your destiny will go due to the intervention of the existence of myths.

"Sister Ya, look at me as good as I am! I found so many at once~"

Jiujiu held a handful of books in her hand and looked at Zhou Ya who was dazed with a smile.

"Awesome," Zhou Ya coded the books in her arms one by one, "It would be better if it wasn't a mess."

"hey-hey."

——

"Master, I remember what the book is called."

While driving, Yun Zhen said to Mo Yu, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"What's the name?" Mo Yu looked at Yun Zhen wearing a maid outfit and strange-colored stockings, and pinched her forehead. Every time she met Yun Zhen, it was a difficult process to resist temptation. Then he realized something, "Didn't you say don't call me master?"

"Does the master want Yun Zhen anymore?"

Hearing this, Yun Zhen said aggrievedly.

"Ah," Mo Yu was a little helpless and waved his hand, "Okay, as long as you don't feel embarrassed after you lift the price."

"Yun Zhen loves her master very much, how could she be embarrassed!"

Yun Zhen retorted quickly.

"You'd better tell me what the book is called."

Mo Yu directly changes the topic.

"That book is called "Legend of Yi Yi of the Prosperous Tang Dynasty"," Yun Zhen put one hand on the steering wheel, "Yun Zhen just recalled the story carefully, and it seemed that it was Emperor Minghuang of Tang that caused some big trouble, almost ruining the entire Chang'an. Taiqing Daode Tianzun was forced to take action to solve the problem. Since then, Taiqing Daode Tianzun has disappeared from people's sight.

Oh, master?"

Mo Yu next to him had fallen asleep at some point.

Mo Yu went to bed at about four o'clock yesterday, and today he was struggling all day long. Without using cards, his body was still a mortal body, so he was inevitably a little sleepy.

Seeing that Mo Yu had fallen asleep, Yun Zhen did not make any sound, but quietly raised the car window to isolate some noise outside.

Mercedes-Benz's car drove into the quiet night.

——

Mo Yue sat on a chair in the bedroom, and the desk in front of her was holding today's homework. The black neutral pen point was on the homework book, but it had not moved for a long time. The black ink soaked a dot on the paper.

In the end, Mo Yue put the pen next to him, leaned on the chair, and looked at the quiet night outside the window.

In the darkness, she always felt that something would happen. In this quiet night, there were twilight waves of clouds.

Although after tonight, she will be the well-deserved ruler of the underground world of Baicheng, no matter how powerful the power of mortals is, there is still a huge gap between the extraordinary, and her identity as a collaborator cannot get enough information from the foundation.

When she cleaned up the wreckage of evil spirits yesterday, she also tentatively wanted to obtain some information, but in addition to learning that there were frequent evil spirit attacks the day before yesterday, the members of the foundation also didn't know about it.

Perhaps in this undercurrent, the foundation, which is at the center of the vortex, is the one who knows nothing.

However, the undead surging in the school yesterday also reminded her of the surprise.

At this moment, the phone ringing suddenly rang and Mo Yue answered the phone.

"Sister, all the gang members and property on Ye Bin's side have been handled, more than we thought."

Shen Na's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's great. The brothers who participated in the action today gave an extra allowance," Mo Yue smiled and picked up the pen and rotated it on her fingertips, "How about Wanwan?"

"Wanwan is in good condition, she is simply a natural warrior."

Shen Na's tone was filled with praise.

"Well," Mo Yue turned his pen and pondered for a moment, "Have we started moving in the Shuifu Shangcheng, which we developed in Xicheng?"

"Yes, Shuifu Shangcheng started handing over the house at the end of last year. According to your opinion, we have left two unit buildings as employee dormitories."

“Has it been renovated?”

“Renovated.”

"That's it," Mo Yue paused, "Let the brothers move in with their more important family members first. It's best to arrange for them to move in tomorrow morning. I'll squeeze in for the time being and spend these two days."

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Shen Na was a little confused.

"Well, I don't know what happened for the time being, but if it is about to break out, it will be almost two days. By the way, you live with Wanwan."

The foundation's power and foundation are too huge. If there is something to be done without the foundation, it must be fast and quickly detonate this matter before the foundation can react.

Mo Yue estimated that Wanwan had a self-awareness about four days ago. The day before yesterday, a security guard was attacked by evil spirits in the school, and there were evil spirits attacks in the entire Baicheng. Yesterday, a large number of evil spirits had actually existed in the school. The whole incident was progressing step by step.

The Sun God who suddenly appeared and his followers were also full of weirdness.

According to Mo Yue's estimate, if nothing unexpected happens, a larger number of evil spirits should appear tonight. At this time, it is difficult for the people who catalyze these undead spirits to hide under the foundation's tentacles. If it were Mo Yue, she would choose to detonate the entire incident within two days today and tomorrow, and catch the foundation off guard.

"Okay, sister, I'll make arrangements right away."

After hearing Chen Na's response, Mo Yue hung up the phone and called another phone number.

"Hey, hello."

The phone was quickly answered, but what came was not Zhou Ya's voice that Mo Yue had heard before, but a somewhat old voice.

This voice was extremely familiar, so familiar that Mo Yue blurted out directly.
Chapter completed!
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