Trafford’s Trading Club

"How is the result?"

The second Jade Dragon Pillar is located in a relatively inaccessible small forest. Obviously, when Yan Xiaoxi and his party arrived, there were no usable clues left here.

After saving the empty management office, they directly sent their scientific research team to this place and worked there for most of the day.

Still the overall person in charge of all research projects of the Administration, Dr. Zhao is talking to Yan Xiaoxi.

"Similarly, the surroundings are filled with unmeasurable special magnetic fields, which distort the surrounding space and make it inaccessible." Dr. Zhao stared at the second jade dragon pillar in front of him. Instead of feeling disappointed because he could not construct it, he became more and more interested. Bo** came, "I always feel like this thing will appear next."

Yan Xiaoxi glanced at Dr. Zhao expressionlessly... In fact, Yan Xiaoxi learned from the information revealed by his master that there were indeed seven jade dragon pillars left.

"Dr. Zhao, please continue your research. If we get useful information a minute earlier, we will have more protection."

"I need more people."

"I'll dispatch it to you."

After that, Yan Xiaoxi planned to leave. But at this moment, the jade dragon pillar in front of him suddenly trembled slightly.

This strange change made Dr. Zhao, who had been studying for dozens of hours but still had no results, so excited on the spot that he quickly asked someone to start recording the data.

However, after Jade Dragon Pillar trembled, it quickly calmed down.

After waiting for a while to no avail, Yan Xiaoxi had no choice but to leave first... His master had said that if there was no way to prevent the second Jade Dragon Pillar from appearing, then the specific location of the second Jade Dragon Pillar should be sent there as soon as possible. .

When we left, there was a thin layer of fog in the small forest.

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The day after Song Haoran returned safely, Zhang Qinrui took Mr. Ah Qi to visit the Song family's ancestral home again.

Earlier, shortly after Zhang Qinrui and Mr. Ah Qi finally cooperated and left, Zhang Qinrui had already informed his grandmother of the incident through a long-distance phone call.

The old lady should have already spoken to Song Tianyou on the phone before Zhang Qingrui arrived, so when Zhang Qingrui came to visit, Mr. Song didn't have an ugly look on his face.

Song Tianyou said nothing about what happened next. After Zhang Qinrui stayed with Mr. Ah Qi for a while, he declined Song Tianyou's invitation to stay for dinner and left in a hurry.

But before leaving, Song Ying called Zhang Qinrui down, and the two came to a corner of the yard.

"Are you going back directly?" Song Ying asked curiously.

Zhang Qingrui nodded, "Grandma asked me to get home tonight. There are some things at home that I need to go back and deal with."

Song Ying nodded in understanding. As a child of a big family, if she didn't aspire to be the type who just eats and waits to die, she would basically have a very busy life. "Well, it's rare to find a friend with whom you can talk."

Zhang Qingrui smiled slightly and made a phone call to keep in touch.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"By the way, do you remember what happened when we went on an outing a few days ago?" Song Ying suddenly asked at this time.

Zhang Qingrui couldn't help but feel his ears tingling at this moment, but pretended to be calm and said: "It's really not a good memory... Did you suddenly mention this?"

Song Ying said: "Do you remember who else was there that day besides you, me, and my uncle's dead head?"

Zhang Qingrui was stunned, lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "It seems like there are just the three of us? Is there anyone else?"

"I always feel..." Song Ying shook her head, "Forget it, maybe I remembered it wrong?"

Zhang Qingrui pursed her lips and smiled, "I'm probably too tired, take a good rest... Also, you are the first person I know to call my uncle a dead man."

Song Ying shrugged and said, "I don't know why I shouted it out, it feels so good to shout it out!"

Zhang Qingrui smiled brightly.

The two later hugged.

Song Ying sent Zhang Qinrui to the door. The eldest lady of the Zhang family looked back at the Song family's ancestral home, then thoughtfully got into the car and left Songjia Village, and then rushed directly to the airport.

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But what Zhang Qingrui didn't expect was that when she arrived at the airport and planned to take a flight to leave, she was told by the airport that all flights were temporarily suspended due to weather problems.

"When did this happen?"

Zhang Qingrui, who was resting in the lounge with her eyes closed, glanced out the window and found that a thick layer of white fog had suddenly appeared around the airport.

The temporary report on TV news was also reporting on this incident at this time. Near Mount Tai, unknown thick fog appeared in many places.

On the TV screen, it was as if the reporter on location was about to lose his sight. Not long after, the TV in the lounge suddenly lost its screen and turned into a piece of electronic snowflakes.

Not only that, the lights in the lounge also went out at this moment, and Zhang Qingrui couldn't help but panic.

At this time, Mr. Ah Qi hurriedly ran back, "Miss, there was a sudden power outage at the airport, and the phone signal also suddenly lost signal. The generator is being started here, and the power should be temporarily restored soon."

Zhang Qingrui opened his mouth in surprise... Power outages basically don't happen at airports.

She subconsciously looked at the increasingly thick white fog outside the window, feeling inexplicably palpitating, "What the hell..."

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Power outages were not limited to the airport. At this time, large-scale power outages occurred near Mount Tai.

Places with independent power generation systems quickly restored power temporarily, but most places were not so lucky... Thick fog unknowingly filled cities, suburbs, factories, rivers, and mountains and forests.

No one knows the source of this thick fog, but it feels like it appears to devour human civilization... In a world of thick fog and loss of power, approaching sounds can be heard everywhere.

The sounds of falling, crashing, yelling, the sound of something falling from high altitude...the sound of vehicles colliding on the road.

The sound of children crying, pets roaring, glass breaking... the sound of explosions.

Mo Mo has stayed in the underground treatment room of Wolong Villa for a full night and day. Such a short period of sleeplessness was nothing to the ascetic Momo... It was just that the surrounding lights suddenly dimmed completely, which made Momo startled.

He quickly crawled over and saw that the instruments placed next to Zhan'er in the isolation room were being restarted.

After staying here for a night, only one female medical staff was left to take care of him. Because the operation was over and Zhan'er entered the observation period, the doctors naturally would not keep an eye on him all the time.

"It seems there's a power outage." The nurse looked around doubtfully.

Mo Mo felt like he was on a whim at this time. He asked the nurse to stay here and take care of him, and walked out of the underground medical room alone. But when he returned to the ground, what he saw was a hazy world.

"These fogs..."

Momo felt familiar...or had already experienced it once!

Before New Year's Eve, such a thick fog had appeared before, and it was during that thick fog that Momo had a more intuitive impression of the club.

Neither good nor evil, just doing what it calls 'business'.

At this time, there were not many people left at Wolong Villa because since the second Jade Dragon Pillar appeared, Yan Xiaoxi had intensified the search efforts and almost everyone except the logistics personnel had been discharged.

Mo Mo wandered around the villa for a long time before finally coming to a separate courtyard. Here, Mo Mo saw a man with gray hair, but his face did not look old, and he closed his eyes tightly. At this time, he was looking up at the courtyard wall.

But at this moment, Mo Mo felt a chill on his back, and a strong sense of danger stimulated the nerves in his body, causing him to react instinctively.

In the thick fog, Mo Mo dwarfed, waved his arm backhand, formed his fingers into a sword formula, and quickly clicked it out.

He only heard a sound of 'huh', and Momo's fingers felt a dull pain as if they were touching a hard steel plate... He was suddenly shocked.

"Who are you, Longhu Mountain's Changhe?"

At this time, a figure walked out slowly, but it was a middle-aged man wearing a Tang suit... This man was as majestic as a mountain, and his heavy feeling reminded Mo Mo of the Huangbai Talisman that he had fought against before... In his impression, when When the strange tiger stripes appeared on Huang Baifu's body, it was a similar pressure.

"My master." Mo Mo was calm but on guard. He knew that he must have met a real senior master.

"You're a disciple of Changhe, not bad. Are you the junior who made the Taoist and Demonic Realms so troubled before?"

When Mo Mo heard this, his expression became nervous.

The man in Tang suit nodded, then waved his hand and said: "Relax, I won't take action against you. However, wait until you have mastered your Longhu Mountain's "Dragon and Tiger Manual" to the ninth level. , even if you don’t come to me, I will come to you.”

Mo Mo was startled, thinking that his master, Taoist Changhe, had only reached the ninth level after practicing for so many years. How long and how long should he practice until?

However, this man in Tang suit called out his master's name directly... Could he be an acquaintance of his master?

But the man in Tang suit said: "You are only in your twenties, right? You have already reached the seventh level of training, and you should have had the realization of the unity of nature and man twice, and it was just recently, which proves that you have good talent. I believe that day is not far away."

Only then did Mo Mo feel truly horrified... This man in Tang suit could tell his true nature just by looking at him?

"Senior, who are you?"

"Me?" The man in Tang suit smiled casually, "It's just an old man. You can call me an old man."

"How can this be done..." Mo Mo shook his head.

But this man in Tang suit... The old man ignored Mo Mo at the moment, walked straight to the white-haired man in the courtyard, and asked in a deep voice: "Blind man, there is a power outage and thick fog outside, there is a hundred miles around." Look, is this something tricked out by your senior brother?"

This white-haired man is clearly Mr. Blind.

Mr. Blind shook his head, "I don't know, but I'm afraid it's close to ten."

"Senior, I have seen this kind of thick fog once," Momo frowned at this time, "This kind of fog appeared once the day before New Year's Eve."

"Oh? Tell me." The man in Tang suit said directly.

At the moment, Momo didn't hide much...he just subconsciously concealed the fact that the club maid later rescued Nero.

But both Mr. Blind and the man in Tang suit could tell that Mo Mo was actually hiding something... but they didn't ask clearly.

"You said that the white fighting spirit still calls himself Xuanyuan?" Mr. Blind frowned slightly at this time.

Mo Mo nodded and said solemnly: "They are very powerful, especially the one at the back. It seems that they can summon a golden golden light from the earth."

Not only did Mo Mo compare the Gongsun Shiyu he met that night with the man in Tang suit in front of him... he didn't know which one of the two was more powerful.

But in the latter part of that battle, it was actually the club's maid who unilaterally crushed Gongsun Shiyu... The maid was already so powerful, what level is Senior Luo in?

Thinking about it, Mo Mo couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

"It should be right, it's them." Mr. Blind exhaled slowly at this time, "I have heard that there are countless secret treasures hidden in Xuanyuan Palace, and one of them is said to be made from the bones of Master Feng Boyu. , the 'Four Seasons Glass Book' that controls the wind and rain and changes the weather in the four seasons."

"Are you sure it's Xuanyuan Palace?" The man in Tang suit frowned at this time.

Mr. Blind shook his head and said: "I am just speculating... I can't calculate anything now. But I believe that my senior brother is the same. Because now... the secret seems to be locked, it must be somewhere I don't know What happened somewhere?"

The man in Tang suit pondered at this time: "It actually involves Xuanyuan Palace? A seventy-first-generation Tianxin is already troublesome enough, and if Xuanyuan Palace is added to the mix... Having said that, there are so many 'guests' today."

As the man in Tang suit spoke, the blind man seemed to have some realization, and he shook his head and faced a part of the yard.

Seeing the actions of these two seniors at this time, Mo Mo couldn't help but follow them... He saw three black shadows appearing out of nowhere in the thick fog.

A black shadow stood on the wall of the courtyard

Mo Mo couldn't help but feel nervous... Two of these three black shadows had mana fluctuations that were far more powerful than him, and the third one was exuding cold demon power all over his body.

"Senior, what is this?"

"Find a place to take care of yourself." The man in Tang suit raised his head and took an extra kick.

In an instant, the ground in the courtyard cracked open, and the wall where the money was kept was shattered into pieces... The man in Tang suit rushed directly into the thick fog.

In the thick fog, only four black shadows were seen moving very fast, but in the blink of an eye, the Tang suit appearance came back again and chuckled, "It's interesting, a big demon, two Tao-seeking realm... blind men, they Is it here for you?"

"Probably." Mr. Blind said calmly.

In the thick fog, three black shadows gathered together again, and a gloomy voice came out from the thick fog, "Fire Cloud Evil God... is really powerful."

"Stop talking nonsense." The man in Tang suit took a step at this time, with his right hand behind his back, "I haven't moved my body properly after two days here, so you should work harder and see if you can let me use my right hand. "

The sinister voice sneered: "What if I force you to use it?"

The man in Tang suit blinked and laughed loudly: "Of course I'll hit you three with both hands... let's start with a set of Taizu Changquan!"

As he spoke, the man in Tang suit clenched his fist with his left hand... and punched out! u