Trafford’s Trading Club

After settling the one-eyed eagles for a while, Guze returned to his home in Infinite City with a huge headache.

At this time, the completion degree of the new character is: 0/100.

In other words, under his suppression, even if the One-Eyed Eagle and his party agreed to correct their evil ways, there was obviously no other condition: noble personality.

On a lighter note, there is no time limit for this mission.

"The owner of the [August] room is purchasing [Mirage Stone] in large quantities?" In the corridor, the young man was pondering something. According to him, this kind of ore is not a particularly valuable material, except that it can emit three primary colors at the same time. Apart from light, it is too brittle to make flying swords, and too brittle to make defensive fairy clothes. At most, it is used as an auxiliary material... The output is not much, the demand is not much, and the market stock is indeed not much.

"Perhaps you can ask the one-eyed eagle to take me into the [Saturday] room."

Since entering [Infinite City], Furusawa has been quite interested in this mysterious black market. Maybe he can take advantage of this opportunity...

Opening the door, a fresh scent of flowers greets you.

In this turbid [Infinite City], Guze felt as if he had entered a paradise... His little nest of dozens of square meters was like a miniature botanical garden at this time.

The young man frowned subconsciously.

In the center of the living room, I saw a barefoot girl with long pointed ears, long green hair, and only a leaf outfit covering a few hidden parts of her body. She was lying on a two-meter-long green leaf, holding a remote control in her hand. The program you are watching is a reality show with a certain star.

It seems to be a special performance for celebrity [Yu Shiyao]...

A mutant here chasing a variety show is not something that Guze cannot accept... He just looked at the mutant girl on the leaf with an expressionless face, and suddenly stuck out his tongue.

Its long tongue like a frog sucks flying insects directly into its mouth.

Mosquitoes, flies...etc. You all know how many mosquitoes can breed in a humid environment with green plants indoors... so insecticide water is needed.

A fly buzzed in front of Gu Ze, and he had to pick up the insecticide water and kill it directly.

"Dah!" Unexpectedly, the alien boy who looked like an abandoned house on the leaf suddenly screamed. With a wave of his hand, the surrounding green leaves grew wildly and rolled Guze up. "Food! Dah!"

"That's enough! This is my territory!"

"Dah!"

Who can resist a pink and tender alien plant girl? The young man was furious at this moment. If it were not a character from the [Seedling Guardian] series, how could he let go of such a mobile merit point gift bag?

"snort!"

Gu Ze's strength shook, and he shook away the leaves that rolled around his body, and returned directly to the room - this was the only area that was not invaded by green plants - in his final stubbornness.

——Long tongue is very good. Boy, don’t you want to have one?

This is not the first time that skin has been skinned, and the magic fetus system seems to be becoming more and more humane... Gu Ze rolled his eyes at this time and threw himself directly on the bed. After calming down for a moment, the young man raised his head and looked at the bedside table. A group photo seemed to be full of electricity again.

He patted his cheek to cheer up, then sat up cross-legged on the bed and entered training mode.

I saw that the spiritual energy was quickly absorbed into the young man's body at a speed visible to the naked eye... A trace of richer spiritual energy flowed in from the crack in the door.

Although the alien girl brutally transformed his nest, the growing green plants seemed to have the effect of purifying spiritual energy...

——【Saturday】Room?

——I always feel like I have heard the name [Xin Xie] somewhere...

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White clouds.

She was touching the white clouds, through the gray glass that had not been cleaned for a long time... her fingertips outlined the appearance of the clouds.

He just looked at her who seemed to be new to things... Yuan Qinghua, the woman who suffered a miserable life.

Two days, or three days?

Apart from simple communication, Di Qinglong almost instinctively did not want to have too much contact with this woman... Every time he touched the other person's eyes, Di Qinglong recalled the day when he wanted to end Yuan Qinghua.

He knew that he must have looked cruel and bad at that time.

Dr. Luo said that the original time for Qinghua to be completely heterogeneous was seven days, but now two or three days have passed... If she was awake, would she want someone to end her brief moment before the deadline came?

No...she wouldn't hope to wake up.

absolute.

No one wants to recall that experience again.

"Do you want to be in the clouds?"

Hearing this, she turned around slowly by the floor-to-ceiling window, her eyes were doubtful and uncertain, and her voice was hesitant, "Can I...?"

But she is ugly.

Di Qinglong has seen all kinds of women. In order to complete the task, he has dealt with even old women whose faces could be scratched with a layer of dust... A long time ago, he no longer cared much about a woman's appearance.

But those shocking alienations still made Di Qinglong avoid them for a while... He looked down at his mobile phone, hiding his panic well at this moment, "The news said that traffic control has been opened today. If you want to drive fast, you can go up."

Ordinary flying cars will definitely not work.

But as [Roland], Di Qinglong has a limited-edition supercar given by a wealthy woman, and he can ascend to the clouds and sky with great proficiency.

"But I..."

The weak voice seemed to penetrate the weak points in his heart. Di Qinglong took a deep breath... He closed his eyes and used some self-deception methods.

When he opened his eyes again, the severely mutated Yuan Qinghua in front of the window seemed to have returned to his former appearance.

This is a kind of self-hypnosis, a method specially developed in the past when it was used to attack women who were not very acceptable.

"Come." Di Qinglong walked straight to Yuan Qinghua, reached out and took her hand that was like a monster's claw, "I will take you to see the clouds."

Perhaps, in her last moments, she would be left with some...good memories.

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But his own self-hypnosis is not enough. As long as he goes out, he will inevitably be seen by others. Therefore, before going out, Di Qinglong still wears a bracelet with its own illusion effect on Yuan Qinghua.

Covering her up to look like an ordinary woman.

The speeding car soared into the sky, with white clouds in front of it.

Di Qinglong is a man who is very capable of creating romance for empty women, and he is also a man who can go to the sea immediately after saying that he will accompany him to the sea.

As if instinctive.

Someone has said that he is born to understand women very well, so he is very suitable to be a duck (fog)... to hide his identity.

The advantage of a luxury supercar is that you can't even see the taillights of an ordinary speed car... Like a roller coaster, they entered the sea of ​​clouds and mist at a rapid speed.

Yuan Qinghua screamed, not out of fear, but excited, like a brave girl who was riding a roller coaster for the first time.

"Autopilot mode."

Di Qinglong opened the sky curtain of the speed car at this time, stood up, and let his body be completely in contact with the clouds and mist. In the world full of water vapor, coldness and sadness were mixed.

The wind blew through the air, and the clothes on his body clung tightly to his skin.

"Come." Di Qinglong reached out and pulled Yuan Qinghua up.

"What to do?" the woman asked in surprise.

"Things I can only do." Di Qinglong chuckled, picked up Yuan Qinghua, jumped out of the speeding car, landed on the front hood of the car, and then put her down.

Having lost her memory, she seems to have lost the way to use her cultivation, and she doesn't know what she is, alien or human. She has no clear concept and can only communicate... It should be instinct.

Inside the cold clouds and mist, the cold air made Yuan Qinghua shiver slightly, but Di Qinglong held her hand and slowly stretched it forward, whispering in her ear: "Do you feel it? This is the cloud, it's just simple. There is a lot of water mist and even a lot of dust, so you won’t be disappointed.”

"What do you do?" She looked at Di Qinglong's bright eyes and felt curious.

"My job is to make women happy."

"Happiness..." Yuan Qinghua murmured to herself, "Are you happy?"

"Happiness." Di Qinglong hugged her tightly from behind, his nose touching her neck. "Most of the time, it's physical happiness first, and occasionally they also take into account their spiritual happiness."

Yuan Qinghua trembled slightly and whispered: "It's like you suddenly looked at me differently...right?"

"What's the difference?" He asked quietly, while his hands began to gently rub the woman's body... no need for sensitive parts.

It's cold enough to make your body sensitive in the first place.

"I don't know, but it feels like you're... afraid of me."

"No one is afraid of another person." Di Qinglong caressed Shang Yuan Qinghua's cheek, "Many times, fear comes from one's own cowardice."

"Are you cowardly?"

"I can do the same." Di Qinglong murmured to himself: "Especially when facing women who I don't know how to face."

Yuan Qinghua said sadly: "I don't know why, but I suddenly thought of...pity, what is this?"

"In my place, there is no such thing." Di Qinglong suddenly turned Yuan Qinghua around, "In my place, you only have happiness...the only thing I can give you."

Lower your head and kiss, inside the cold mist.

--sorry.

——Because I once planned to kill you.

--sorry.

——Because I will kill you with my own hands soon.

Forgetting love, until struggling hard, a transparent silk thread connected their lips. Yuan Qinghua's eyes were hazy, her breathing seemed a little difficult, her mind was blank, but she was unwilling to think about anything in detail.

But suddenly, Yuan Qinghua pushed Di Qinglong away.

Lao Di had experience with similar things that others could hardly imagine. He said softly: "Aren't you used to it?"

"No...no, it is..." Yuan Qinghua pointed behind Di Qinglong, "There...there is a big guy!"

big guy?

Di Qinglong frowned and looked back subconsciously, only to see a huge black shadow in the clouds and mist, approaching at this time... And as the black shadow approached, the surrounding clouds and mist actually blew strong winds.

A harsh animal cry made Di Qinglong feel dizzy.

He couldn't help but be horrified. Facing such a behemoth, the luxury supercar was as small as an ant... Why did such a huge thing appear in Huoyun City?

Could it be that there is another alien attack?

Aowu~~~~~

The huge cry was accompanied by the air waves, which dispersed the clouds and mist. Di Qinglong's scalp was numb, his mouth was slightly open, but he was speechless - because the big guy in the cloud turned out to be...

"The...balloons from Dr. Luo?"

——Zhahu!

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Zhahu was still floating, floating from one cloud to another... attached to a slender chain, extending all the way to the ground - there was Dr. Luo's clinic.

He didn't know if it was a coincidence or what else. He was driving and walking among the white clouds, and he unexpectedly came to the location of the clinic.

Di Qinglong couldn't help but reveal a wry smile. The appearance of the Tiger Balloon completely ruined the atmosphere.

"Shall we change places?" Di Qinglong looked at Yuan Qinghua apologetically.

"No." Yuan Qinghua shook her head, pursed her lips and said, "Although I don't know how you made people happy in the past, but if it was like that just now... I always feel that I don't like it very much."

Di Qinglong didn't speak. The amnesiac Yuan Qinghua seemed to be more conservative than the information before the amnesia showed.

He investigated this woman...in order to get closer to her.

In fact, Di Qinglong had done a lot of preparation work in the early stage, and even made Yuan Qinghua interested in him - but when he was about to close the net, an alien attack occurred, disrupting the original plan.

"Can you accompany me for a walk down there?" Yuan Qinghua suddenly pointed to the underground city at this time, "I always feel like there is something calling me down there..."

"so……"

Di Qinglong pondered for a moment before agreeing to Yuan Qinghua's request.

She didn't have much time, so he planned to try his best to meet her demands.

It would be difficult for a ruthless person like him to give a woman a lifetime of consideration...but for a week, a month, or half a year, he could do so without reservation.

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Fire cloud, guest house building.

In the guest room that had been reorganized, Shi Lei was looking at Jiang Qiyun nervously - he knew that the team leader was searching for Sister Hua's whereabouts using some secret method.

Jiang Qiyun had actually used spiritual scanning to find it a long time ago - during the alien attack.

But Huoyun has too many people... When the number of people reaches a certain level, people's breath will gather into a huge magnetic field, covering up many things.

It would be okay if Yuan Qinghua had a fifth-level super-level cultivation level or even higher... By whispering this standard, he couldn't stand out among all living beings.

"Organization! Is there any news?"

At this time, seeing Jiang Qiyun slowly opening his eyes, Shi Lei asked quickly.

A trace of doubt flashed in Jiang Qiyun's eyes, and he muttered: "Qinghua should still be alive, but her aura is very weak... I just used a secret method to inquire, and there was a faint reaction in the southwest direction."

"Southwest direction?" Shi Lei opened Huoyun's map at this time and frowned, "This is like finding a needle in a haystack... Since Sister Hua is still alive, why doesn't she contact us?"

Jiang Qiyun shook his head. He also had the same question in his heart. I am afraid that he can only know the answer after he really finds Yuan Qinghua.

"You go to the southwest to search first." Jiang Qiyun stood up at this time and adjusted his clothes. "I have a banquet tonight, so I probably won't have time."

"Is it the celebration banquet in Huoyun City?" Shi Lei nodded, "Don't worry, team leader, I can do it myself."

"Thank you." Lao Jiang patted him on the shoulder, "Anyway, I will definitely find Qinghua."

The appointment to become the guardian envoy of [Chentangguan] has not yet been officially announced. Jiang Qiyun is still the leader of the inspection team at this time... Only after the appointment of the alliance is made, can he start the journey to [Chentangguan] matter.

It should be soon.

Jiang Qiyun thought to himself.

In the past two days, he has been paying attention to the news of [Kunlun]... At the official press conference of the Major League, it was mentioned that [Chentangguan] will establish a new garrison.

There is just one thing that Jiang Qiyun is very concerned about... that is the ownership of [Chentangguan].

Theoretically, all areas within the Grand Alliance are subordinate to the Alliance - but the actual situation is that many places have been assigned to some great emperors, [Holy Lands].

[Chen Tang] was returned to the Demon Realm because of the promotion of Holy Emperor Huoyun... Therefore, there is no doubt that [Chen Tang] at this time has been nominally included in the group of that [Holy Emperor Huoyun] name, as a region directly under the jurisdiction of the Holy Emperor.

After Lao Jiang took over the guarding of [Chentangguan], he was naturally regarded as a member of the [Huoyun Holy Emperor]...

"Even before he officially took office, he already has an extra master." Jiang Qiyun looked at the city outside the window and shook his head, "Tianzun is indeed Tianzun, and his calculation skills are really top-notch."

At this time, there was a knock on the door... It was that the speed car heading to the banquet venue was ready.

Tonight, Jiang Qiyun could only attend the meeting alone... In the past, on similar occasions, Yuan Qinghua usually attended with him as his female companion.

"Where are you, Qinghua..."

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Just like an ordinary couple...perhaps they are still pursuing a lover who is still considering whether to accept or not.

The two of them were walking in the busy city close to each other but still far apart.

Di Qinglong already had seven or eight shopping bags in his hands... Unlike other boyfriends, as a professional cowherd, he did not show any impatience at this time.

"It seems that even if you lose your memory, some of the instincts implanted in the bone marrow will not change." Although there was no dissatisfaction on his face, Lao Di was still muttering in his heart: Yuan Qinghua himself is a shopaholic...

"Look, these look delicious!"

"Do you like it? If you like it, buy it all!"

"Can you finish eating?"

"It's better to have a bite of each than to have only one thing."

The owner of the stall suddenly smiled brightly - good guy, you can tell at a glance that this is a rich and evil bastard, but this girl looks too ordinary, but she has a really great figure...

"Walk slowly!"

The stall owner smiled and stuffed each snack into Di Qinglong's arms - with two or three more such customers, he could finish work early today.

But obviously, life won't always be easy - there will be freeloaders, Biri said.

"Amitabha, donor, the young monk is a little thirsty. Can I make you a cup of milk tea?" A handsome bald man appeared in front of the stall with a dignified look. "In addition, the young monk is still hungry. Is it okay?" Can I also make a bowl of chicken wings with added ingredients at your place?"

—— Damn it, this dead bald guy is here again!

The stall owner cursed in his heart, but his eyes shrank. On the other side of the road, he saw five or six tattooed men, carrying iron water pipes and fruit knives, staring at him unkindly.

"Master, thank you!" The stall owner beamed without saying a word, "What I like most is getting to know monks... Come on, master, this is for you, it has been prepared for a long time!"

"Amitabha, the young monk is going to break his vows again today..." The handsome bald man sighed, took the milk tea with both hands respectfully, and then started to drink it.

——Go quickly, God of Plague! !

The stall owner's smile gradually became stiff. If it weren't for the silly Qiang brother from the Kowloon Billiards City opposite who carries a lot of guys to stand on the platform every day, who would be willing to greet this bald guy...

"Donor, have you seen anyone today?" the handsome bald guy asked abruptly.

"People?" The stall owner subconsciously asked, "What kind of people can there be? All the people coming and going are passers-by and customers."

"There is evil spirit." The handsome bald guy looked solemnly and looked in another direction thoughtfully, "From here, I just walked over there... Wait for the little monk to subdue the demon! Ta da! Ta da. Ta-da~ha!”

I saw the handsome bald boy holding up his cassock with one hand and running all the way like a big show... On the opposite road, Shaqiang hurriedly led a group of little brothers to follow him on the opposite side.

The stall owner sighed and quickly posted on WeChat Moments.

——Attention all units, there is a [Tyrannosaurus] plague god in the house ahead... Attention all units, this is not a drill! This is not a drill!

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"Excuse me, is this Dr. Luo?"

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie stood respectfully in front of the clinic.

I saw Boss Luo and the maid lady walking hand in hand. Since they were attending a formal banquet, they both had to dress well.

"Hello, this is me." Boss Luo smiled slightly: "This is my female companion tonight, Miss Youye."

"I've met you two." The man nodded, "I'm sent by Aunt Wang to pick you two up to the venue. Just call me Lao Wang... Please get in the car."

While speaking, the driver Lao Wang opened the car door.

At this time, the maid turned around and said, "Then, I'll trouble you to look after the house during this period, Miss [Xia Ji]."

In front of the door, the puppet girl nodded gently.