The ancient immortal revived, and ten thousand foxes worshiped me as their teacher

In the fried chicken restaurant, Fang Xiaoyu looked mysterious and proud.

"I changed my job!

“I will never be so tired again!

"Will you be reluctant to leave me?"

Bai Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

Fang Xiaoyu, are you here to say goodbye today?

It seemed like she had said goodbye once before.

But after saying goodbye, she shamelessly returned.

"Where did you go?

"No more establishment? No more high salary? Have you finally figured it out?"

Fang Xiaoyu held the table and giggled.

"There is also a staff! The salary is higher!

“Let’s continue being a secretary!

“Be a full-time secretary for someone else!

"Mathematics expert of Sequence Eight, secretary of Expert Bai Mo!"

The white ink was flashed, and his head was covered with black lines.

Li Fangming said before that he recommended him to join the academic expert series. Was the recommendation really successful?

But Fang Xiaoyu continued.

“Things haven’t been decided yet!

“The committee asked me to come and contact you first and ask what you mean here.

"If you agree, I will continue to be your full-time secretary, get a promotion and a salary increase to reduce your workload, and reach a new high in life!

"If you don't agree, I will go back to the Secretariat and continue to be a social animal working overtime.

"Do you agree or not, expert Bai Mo~"

She leaned on the dining table and leaned her head over, her big eyes sparkling, looking pitiful.

Bai Mo was speechless.

Fang Xiaoyu is becoming more and more dramatic.

“Stop your drama!

"Do you agree or not...um..."

He looked down at Big Flower Arm, frowned, and thought about it.

In human society, it seems quite convenient to have a higher position?

"For Sequence 8 experts...how is the salary? How much is the workload? How high is the salary?

"Can we talk about all of this?"

…

In the corner of the restaurant, a young man wearing a suit with a gun collar was leaning his head and looking quietly at Bai Mo and Fang Xiaoyu.

He is tall, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long neck. He has a handsome face and looks like a male model at first glance.

The hair is slicked back with a shiny back.

His name is Song Xiangshuai.

At this time, he was peeking at Fang Xiaoyu from a distance and checking the photos on his phone.

"It's her, that's right!"

Fang Xiaoyu, the secretary of the Immortal Arts Committee, is good-looking and has a smooth streak!

The key is that Song Xiangshuai got the inside information and Fang Xiaoyu was promoted immediately! I want to be transferred to be a secretary to a senior expert and scholar of Sequence Eight!

“If we can capture Fang Xiaoyu, we can get in touch with the Immortal Arts Committee.

“You can also connect with the Sequence 8 experts and scholars behind her!

"When the time comes, my bakery can just grab whatever resources it wants and just take off right where it is?"

Song Xiangshuai grinned stupidly, showing his bright white teeth!

His family opened a bread factory in the suburbs of Xizhou City, and he could barely be considered a second-generation rich man.

Normally, if you want to find a partner or a wife, you can ask a friend to introduce you or you can go on a blind date. But Song Xiangshuai is different after all! He has faster, safer and wilder ideas!

And it’s still a set of ancestral ideas!

His father was able to win over his mother and inherit his grandfather's bakery because of this trick passed down from his ancestors!

At this time, he opened WeChat and sent a message to a person with the note "Brother Biao".

[I found the target, it’s on the second floor of KFC on Labor Road, next to the third window, a man and a woman]

[The woman is wearing a sweatshirt, so pretty]

[The man is a pretty boy, holding a dog or cat with a big tail]

[Come back after you have some drinks, and don’t reveal your secrets! 】

Song Xiangshuai was unambiguous and directly transferred 10,000 yuan first!

Then Brother Biao replied immediately.

[Handsome guy, wait and see the show! 】

Song Xiangshuai smiled, turned on her phone to take a selfie, and fiddled with her hair.

He lowered his head and wiped his shiny watch again.

…

"A salary of twenty thousand yuan is not much...

"The subsidy of 40,000 yuan is a bit exaggerated..."

Bai Mo frowned and looked at Fang Xiaoyu's newly calculated salary.

If you move up to Series 8, all kinds of messy high-temperature subsidies, heating subsidies, fuel subsidies, housing subsidies... add up to at least 40,000 yuan.

"You can have this!"

Fang Xiaoyu immediately grinned and replied to his leader, informing him of the results of the communication.

After they finished chatting about business matters, the two started chatting about personal matters.

Fang Xiaoyu ran directly to the table and sat side by side with Bai Mo on the same chair.

“Damn, I’ve been so exhausted these days, I can finally relax, hehehe.

"Show you the clothes I added to my shopping cart and help me choose which one looks good!"

Bai Mo looked at Fang Xiaoyu's mobile phone screen and her Taobao shopping cart, and suddenly had a strange expression on his face.

"This white lace...um..."

Fang Xiaoyu's face turned red, she instantly pulled up the screen and rolled her eyes at Bai Mo.

"You have sharp eyes, who told you to look at that!

"Look at the gym clothes for me!"

Just like that, the two of them sat on the chairs, looking at their phones together, and choosing clothes.

"嘤嘤嘤!"

The big flowery arm wiped his greasy mouth, and followed the master, sticking his furry head over to watch and study together... Even though as a fox, it has no reference value for aesthetics.

While picking out clothes, Fang Xiaoyu suddenly received a message.

[The various permissions of Bai Mo Expert have been opened to sequence eight]

Her eyes immediately lit up and she lowered her voice.

"Hurry up!

"Let's take a sneak peek and see what difference Sequence 8 can see!"

Bai Mo was also a little curious, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and opened the official software of the committee.

After clicking it, the page refreshed and a new tab page appeared.

"Dark World?

"Can Sequence Eight still watch this?"

He clicked to enter and saw that it was indeed a forum for the dark world!

[There is a reward of 100 points on the head of the boss of Tian Lingling Real Estate Company]

[Can anyone get Puca grass? It’s best if it’s grown from human flesh, and there’s a reward of 50 points]

……It really is?

Bai Mo and Fang Xiaoyu were both emotional!

The technical strength of the committee is indeed not weak. It can even synchronize the official forum of the Dark World directly into its own software, so that senior officials above Sequence 8 can observe their movements at any time.

The two of them continued to look down.

[Xiangui Studio is about to sprint to sequence seven! 】

[Jushi Mountain Mutianren is about to sprint to sequence seven. Friends from all walks of life are welcome to join us]

[The leader of the Red Blood Secret Cult will be promoted to Sequence Seven within three months. If there are resources for advancement via the Immortal Martial Path, you are welcome to bring funds to join the group]

…

Immortal Corpse Studio?

Red Blood Secret Cult?

There are many strange names that Bai Mo has never heard of.

Fang Xiaoyu looked dumbfounded, as if he was reading a novel. For her, Sequence Seven is a relatively distant thing.

Bai Mo clicked to enter one of the posts.

[Hahahaha, in the dark world, there are no taboos! Our promotion speed is much faster than those idiots on the committee! 】

[Friends who are friends on the wall, especially the divers who have resources and are waiting to see, hurry up and join the dark world camp]

[Come and join us, there are no taboos, happily cultivate immortality, and move forward without hesitation! 】

There are really some fence-sitting replies below.

[I have a blood red flower stone in my hand. Can I use it for my promotion to Immortal Martial Arts? How to contact you? 】

[Are you collecting the nine-genius boy? 】

There are surprisingly many similar fence-sitting factions, and with a quick swipe, many more replies appear.

[I want to consider joining the Dark World. How are the conditions there? 】

[The rules of the committee are too big and are not suitable for cultivating immortality]

[To put it bluntly, the committee’s rules limit promotion! If you go to the committee, you will never consider promotion in your life]

Fang Xiaoyu curled her lips.

"Hmph, there are so many of these unsteady-willed cultivators who sit on the fence!

"A few days ago, I helped two Sequence Nines go through the onboarding procedures. Halfway through, they ran away to the dark world."

Bai Mo sighed in his heart... Should these people who have plunged into the dark world not know the truth that the world is about to be destroyed? In other words, even if they knew, they might not care?

At this moment, a push notification popped up on Fang Xiaoyu's phone. It was a quick TikTok short video, and another hot item appeared.

Click to enter, and a familiar person appears on the screen!

professor Zhang!

But I saw him sitting in a bright room, behind a heavy mahogany desk, wearing a white coat, with thick black hair, rosy face, and energetic look, completely different from the tired look before.

“I have good news for you all.

"I was successfully promoted to Sequence Seven a few days ago!

"During the entire promotion process, there was no adultery or violation of any laws. It was down-to-earth, safe and sound, and the promotion was legal and reasonable!"

On the short video interface, a large number of dense barrages floated across.

【666】

[Hahaha, Professor Zhang is amazing]

[Come on, handsome uncle]

“My promotion process did not rely entirely on magic, but also used the most cutting-edge science and technology in modern society, and the most advanced industrial instruments.

"It can be said that my promotion involved a lot of technology and hard work."

Speaking of this, Professor Zhang himself laughed.

“There’s no way, my qualifications are average, and the traditional path won’t work.

“You can only do some crooked things.

"If you have friends who are not as qualified as me, you can come and give it a try. Anyway, the instruments and plans are all ready-made.

"Hahaha.

"Finally show off to everyone!"

He raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, frowned and stared, a small flame burst out from his fingertip, a small flame of five colors, jumping lightly, as if it would go out at any time.

The short video ends.

Fang Xiaoyu curled her lips.

"That little flame at the end is the skill he got after being promoted?

"It looks... worse than the lighter that burns my eyelashes."

Bai Mo was speechless.

Professor Zhang activated the elixir fire very fawningly and reluctantly, as if he was constipated.

Things like five-color elixir fire involve too high a level, and ordinary people really don't understand it.

But at this moment, in the big cities and small towns in this world, in the streets and alleys, on campuses, in companies, in communities, in hotels... countless immortal cultivators with hidden abilities opened their eyes wide and looked at Professor Zhang. He pressed pause on the short video and stared at the ignition on his fingertips to see the color of the ignition.

"Is this Dan Fire? Why is the color not right?"

"The ancient immortal seems to have said that alchemy fire also has grades?"

"Damn it, download the video and show it to Master Guxian!"

Even UW dormitories.

Huang Sitong sat on the edge of his bed, holding his mobile phone, his eyes widened!

"this……"

She downloaded the video, slowed it down at 0.5x, and watched it frame by frame.

"Red, orange, green, blue, purple...really five colors?"

She looked in disbelief!

In her mind, the two ancient immortals also looked like they had seen a ghost.

“Could it be said that the descendant of Tiangong has joined the committee?

"Is this the Fire from Heaven?"

Huang Sitong suddenly felt that the emerald elixir fire in his holy land seemed to be nothing?

She discussed with the ancient immortal.

“How about we also defect to the committee?

"Maybe after I get promoted, I can get the five-color elixir fire?"

In his mind, Gu Xian pondered for a long time.

"Better...forget it!

"On the one hand, in our Yaochi Holy Land, there is an immortal technique corresponding to the emerald elixir fire, which can complement the immortal fire. There is no need to look at the height of this mountain.

“On the other hand, it’s not necessarily safe within the committee….

"You don't understand the horror of fallen immortals and the horror of pollution.

"Back then, we had seen too many immortals. They were contaminated at some point, lurked deeply, and then turned against them at the fatal moment."

…

In the restaurant, Bai Mo grinned and opened the Dark World Forum again.

However, I saw that all the replies that I had previously posted about wanting to join the Dark World and seek contact were quickly deleted.

Every time I refresh the post, there are fewer comments and replies.

"hey-hey.

"As expected, they are all just fagots, they will not change their true colors."

If you continue to scroll, you will see more messages and replies.

[The administrator of Cao Ni Ma is prohibited from deleting messages! I’m going to join the committee, you people from the dark world don’t contact me, I’m not familiar with it]

There are also some clever points.

[Brothers, I was just saying, I don’t have Sequence Nine, and I don’t have the resources at hand, so don’t waste your time looking for me]

Fang Xiaoyu next to him also laughed.

“Fools, are you coming to the committee again?

"Come on, it's pretty good."

The committee is not a vegetarian and is not afraid of the bad guys. Once these bad guys come, they will never leave easily.

The two of them were browsing the Dark World Forum when suddenly they heard a commotion coming from the stairs.

"Oh, I had a great time drinking today."

"Find a girl to play with, hahaha."

"I want to find a little rabbit, hehe."

Bai Mo looked up and saw several drunken men with red faces staggering up.

But...it doesn't seem that drunk. Half of the drunkenness is fake?

What is this for?

…

In the corner of the restaurant, Song Xiangshuai wiped his watch one last time and adjusted the collar of his suit.

I saw a few drunk men coming up the stairs.

That's right...he's going to act like a hero to save the beauty!

Although this trick is crude, it works!

His dad used it, and so did his grandpa.

It is said that his grandfather's father and grandfather's grandfather also used it back then, and it is an ancestral skill of the old Song family!

Fang Xiaoyu seems to be quite close to that pretty boy? Are you in love?

But Song Xiangshuai doesn't care!

As long as the hoe is wielded well, there is no corner that cannot be dug down.

Besides, he just told Brother Biao to act more sinisterly later.

First of all, we need to show off that pretty face!

Then, I have to kick that spot of the pretty boy and beat him with eggs, so that he loses his ability to pick up girls!

In this way, his big event will be accomplished!

He stood up and was about to prepare to act when he suddenly saw a dozen strong men in plain clothes surrounding Brother Biao and his group from behind, surrounding Brother Biao and others at the entrance of the stairs.

Without making much noise, he wrapped up Brother Biao and his group and took them downstairs.

"Huh? What's going on?"

He took out his mobile phone and was about to send a message to Brother Biao to ask.

Then he saw a big hand reaching out from the side and grabbing his wrist.

"You're the only one who wants to do something bad to Expert Baimo?

"Damn it, on my first day as a bodyguard, I met the Yakuza."

White ink expert?

Song Xiangshuai suddenly realized that something was wrong. He raised his head and saw a fierce and thick man holding his wrist!

Song Xiangshuai was about to say something when he saw this stout man step forward. His movements were quick, concealed and professional. He pierced Song Xiangshuai's buttocks with a syringe and injected the anesthetic liquid into his muscles. .

Song Xiangshuai's body softened, his eyelids darkened, and he was drowsy. He was held by a strong man's shoulders. As if he was drunk and being held by his brothers, he was held quietly, leaving the noisy and noisy restaurant, passing through the crowd, and heading to the stairs.

Everyone in the restaurant was eating and drinking, but at most they were looking at it curiously.

"Huh? Are you drunk at KFC?"

"Hahaha, how curious."

They didn't know what just happened.

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