“Additional.”

“Additional.”

Seeing everyone's proposals one after another, the old man sighed with regret,

"Since you all say that, let's first propose a secretary. Then we will hold a meeting of the Secretariat tomorrow and invite this director to come."

Then he looked at Meng Zongfan again,

"Zongfan, have your assistant visited Director Yan? Then I'll ask you for the matter of Director Yan?"

"yes."

Meng Zongfan bowed and nodded and retreated aside.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at his great-grandfather from behind.

All decisions were his intentions, but it seemed that he had listened to everyone's opinions fairly.

Meng Le's guilt was unforgivable, but in the end he raised it high and let it go.

Old fox.

——

Yuegui cooked tea in the house and carefully poured it on the Mo Yue and Mo Yu, who were sitting on the sofa studying documents.

At this time, Mo Yu found that Yue Gui had come out of the room. He took the tea and said thank you carefully to Yue Gui.

"Young Master, is this?"

Yue Gui glanced at the open iron boxes one by one, a little confused.

Mo Yu did not answer, Mo Yue, who was beside him, took a sip of tea and said softly,

"The prelude to the bloody storm."

"Um?"

Laurel is a little confused.

Mo Yu shook his head and looked at Yue Gui's face for a moment.

Yue Gui thought he was looking at his appearance, so she carefully touched her cheek. After she returned home today, she had looked in the mirror carefully, so she explained carefully,

"Young Master, I don't know why. After I excused my lust, my appearance was still preserved."

She stuck out her tongue,

“It seems like I have received a permanent plastic surgery.”

Mo Yu came to his senses, shook his head and laughed. Just as he was about to say something, the communicator suddenly rang out.

This is a call made through the foundation's intranet. The communication name shows "Meng Zongfan" and Mo Yu answered the phone.

"Hello, Director," a young man's voice rang slowly, with a gentle attitude. "I am Meng Zongfan, the Secretary of the Secretariat. The Secretariat will hold an emergency meeting on the incident tonight at 9 am tomorrow morning. We hope you can attend on time."

Mo Yu glanced at the "Foundation Charter" that was opened on the side, was silent for a moment, and then said coldly,

"Can."

"Then I won't bother you, see you at the venue tomorrow."

The phone was hung up there.

Mo Yu turned around and looked at the laurel,

"There's one thing I might need to bother you."

——

The next morning, Mo Yu, who had not slept for a night, slowly pushed open the door. Mo Yue walked out from behind him, stretched and looked at the rising sky.

“Are you ready?”

Mo Yu smiled.

"Prepare..." Mo Yue was about to answer, but suddenly his voice stopped, "Brother, look at the sky."

Mo Yu looked up and saw a collapsed and broken palace building phantom slowly emerging from the void. The phantom hung upside down above the sky, covering the entire sky. The buildings in the phantom were magnificent and magnificent, surrounded by fairy spirit. Even though they had been destroyed into ruins, they were still extremely gorgeous.

Just above Mo Yu's head, where the building began, there was a magnificent huge stone pillar carved with gorgeous pictures and texts. The stone pillar had collapsed halfway, and there were vaguely two huge small seal script fonts on the remaining stone pillars.

“God………………”

Mo Yue, who was beside him, slowly pronounced the two words.

Mo Yu quietly stared at the palaces hanging upside down in the sky. There seemed to be no living creature in the vastness, and it seemed lonely and deserted.

He felt something in his pocket was getting hot, so he took it out gently. It was the jade plaque engraved with the words "Tushi Palace" that Li Yuaner gave him yesterday.

"Tiangong..."

He muttered softly, and as he finished speaking, the warmth on the jade plaque gradually faded away and turned into a cold again.

"Brother, it disappeared."

Mo Yue whispered behind her.

Mo Yu looked up and saw that the phantom of the Heavenly Palace slowly disappeared, passing like a mirage.

At this moment, the laurel in a gorgeous long dress walked out of the house. Her skin was like snow, her long hair was draped over her shoulders, her dark eyes were as deep as the night, and her red lips opened lightly.

"Young Master, are we going?"

A purple card appeared in Mo Yu's hands. It was the card after the fusion of the seven deadly sins.

【Moon God】

(End of Volume 3)
Chapter completed!