Trafford’s Trading Club

In fact, after teaching, No. 18 no longer has the power to command Dazhe. There is no hierarchy between black soul messengers. All black soul messengers are just under the management of Youye.

At best, the relationship between them is that of senior and junior. What's more, Dazhe is still the black soul in charge of Zhanlu Sword. Naturally, No. 18 will not treat him as an ordinary black soul messenger among them.

"No goodbye, this is my own business." Regarding Dazhe's familiarity, No. 18 calmly refused, "Besides, I remember that you should go to find the master, right? Why are you here?"

"Some magical things happened and it took me a long time." Dazhe shrugged, "In addition, my boss gave me half a day off."

Half a day off?

No. 18's face covered by the black mist was slightly surprised. She couldn't guess for a moment whether this so-called holiday was the same type of holiday as she knew. It's just that strictly speaking, the Black Soul Messengers are independent individuals. Apart from the fact that they are looking for financial backers from the club, the entire group of Black Soul Messengers can be described as self-defeating.

In the past, when there were many black soul messengers, there were many examples of some black soul messengers who never exchanged a word before they died.

"Really, then you should cherish it." No. 18 nodded.

"Yes, so I prepared some things." Dazhe smiled, then glanced at the bag in his hand.

No. 18 took a look and found that there were some ingredients inside. She shook her head. Black Soul could survive without food. In her opinion, Dazhe was wasting his time. "Whatever you want, as long as I don't disturb you."

"Understood." Dazhe nodded.

At this time, he felt like he was returning home, and naturally he didn't pay much attention to what No. 18 wanted to do. He said hello to No. 18, and a twisted whirlpool appeared behind him, and Dazhe also walked towards the whirlpool step by step.

No. 18 watched quietly, and she could clearly feel what was going on with this twisted vortex... This was the power of the new boss. It might be a one-time one-way transmission, or it might be a one-time two-way transmission back and forth.

But it was enough for No. 18 to experience a lot of things.

She even couldn't help but have this thought: Sure enough, it was because she was the direct descendant of the new boss that she received special care... and so did the idiot Taiyinzi.

"Oh, by the way, this is for you!" Just when Mo was about to enter the whirlpool, Dazhe suddenly stopped, reached out and dug into the bag, and then something was thrown towards No. 18.

She subconsciously took it, took a look, and asked in surprise: "What is this?"

"Small cake." Dazhe said casually.

No. 18 said calmly: "I know. I ask you why you gave me this kind of thing? Black souls don't need to eat."

Dazhe waved his hand, and his figure slowly disappeared in the whirlpool, and the twisted whirlpool also disappeared quickly. Only Dazhe's voice finally came, "Didn't you say that last time you and Dazhu were in the park? Is it your birthday? Actually, I don’t know if it is, but I’m still a colleague after all. I don’t know when your birthday is, so just treat it as that day. It’s okay to treat you to a piece of cake, just treat it as a way to build a good relationship. Well, after all, we all work for the boss. Besides, I just remembered this matter, so you..."

No. 18 couldn't hear what was said next because the vortex had disappeared.

She looked at the small package of cakes in her hand. No matter whether it was before or after becoming the Dark Soul Messenger, this was the first time I received such an insincere thing.

The dark soul on No. 18's face kept rolling, as if to indicate that her expression at the moment was gloomy and uncertain.

Finally, she raised her hand and threw the little cake out, snorting coldly, "It's so boring!"

It's just that the little cake was falling downstairs, and just when it was about to land on the street, it suddenly rose upwards, reversing the path that made Newton angry, and finally fell into the hands of No. 18 again.

"For the sake of you being the successor of Zhan Lujian, don't call me unkind in the future." The voice of No. 18 seemed very unhappy, and finally he incorporated this thing into his black robe.

…

Loosening the scarf around his neck, the handsome young man walked out of the twisted whirlpool and arrived at the door of a unit in a semi-new western-style building.

The young man took a deep breath and adjusted his clothes. At the same time, his young appearance began to mature and gradually took shape, now that he looked more than ten years older.

He knocked softly on the door.

"Who is it? Please wait!" A woman's voice came from the house.

He said loudly: "Sister-in-law Lin! It's me, Gan Jing! I bought vegetables, let me cook for you!"

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Zixing observed the True Dragon Saint in Zixing Land. After she carefully stated her experience in Yan Wuyue, even so, she still told the story about the animal skin map she finally found in Nagato's house. Hidden.

Because the other party is the True Dragon Saint, Zi Xing will naturally not look at her the same way she would an ordinary little girl. But, can this true dragon saint solve some of my confusion?

"Well...according to what you said, Izanagi and Izanami actually appeared in Yan Wuyue's world..." Long Xiruo touched his chin with one hand, seemingly lost in thought.

Zixing didn't bother him in any way.

Long Xiruo said slowly: "These two guys are the gods of incense and fire who grew up on Fusang Island in the beginning. They are the incarnations of the indigenous people's will power on Fusang Island. They are not particularly strong if they are strong, and they are not necessarily weak if they are weak. If they unite, there will be some threats. But if everything you said is true, I have some speculations about the disappearance of the gods in Fuso Kingdom and the decline of Shinto."

"How do you say this?" Zixing frowned.

Long Xiruo said calmly: "You should know that the rules of this world exclude all extraordinary things, right? The more powerful the extraordinary, the more powerful they will be suppressed."

Zixing looked solemn and said: "Mofa..."

"Yes, and no." Long Xiruo shook his head, "To be precise, this can be regarded as a kind of struggle of the world's instinct. Because extraordinary existences have always been devouring the resources of the main world. In the face of predators, who would not Will you resist? There are many pantheons in the present world, but they have all disappeared in the long river of history. The most famous one is the Twilight of the Gods in the Western system."

"According to what the Saint said, could it be that the Twilight of the Gods was driven by the will of the Lord in this world?" Zi Xing opened her mouth in surprise.

"I'm just speculating." Long Xiruo shook his head, "However, different divine systems have disappeared or fallen one after another, and even the gate of the underworld in our country has been closed. Now the demon clan is also showing signs of collapse, and they have to use help. Humanity's destiny is to survive, and there are many kinds of things involved. Do you think it doesn't matter? I don't think so."

Speaking of this, Long Xiruo suddenly looked at Zi Xing, "Whatever flourishes must decline. No matter what it is, even if it is a so-called divine body, as long as it has not transcended, it will eventually be unable to escape the five declines of heaven and man. Some people don't want to die in the true sense. , they can only try their best to completely separate themselves from the main world as much as possible, in order to find a corner. But after all, these guys plundered countless resources from the main world at the beginning, and marked the main world early. Now, How easy is it to make a real cut?”

"Her Highness the Saint is saying that Izanami's Yan Wuyue world is just to sever the connection with the Lord's present world?" Zixing came to his senses.

"It stands to reason that it should be." Long Xiruo was puzzled: "But if you had this intention, why did you open it again and suck you in even more? The movie theater...could there be someone else behind this? Push quietly.”

"Your Highness the Saint, do you know if there is a successful transcendent person in this world?" Zixing suddenly asked.

"Maybe, maybe not." Long Xiruo shook his head again: "I... because the real dragon originated from the Divine Dragon Vein, it can be said to be completely tied to the Lord's present world, and there is no possibility of separation. Once the Divine Dragon Vein is separated from the Lord's present world, will perish... If there is a place where transcendent people gather, how can I go there..."

Her voice has gradually become deeper. Zixing heard the great helplessness contained in these words, and fell silent at the moment. Regarding the matter of transcendence, there were also vague records among the Greedy Wolf clan. This was not the first time she heard it, but she felt heavy.

"It is said that Penglai can make people become immortals and transcend heaven and earth." Zi Xing looked at the other party coldly, "It is also said that the first true dragon in China came out of Penglai..."

"I know what you want to ask." Long Xiruo frowned, "But I advise you to give up this idea. To tell you the truth, regarding the origin of the first generation of true dragons, there is nothing in the true dragon inheritance. The so-called first true dragon originated from Penglai, whether it is true or not, even if it is me...this true dragon is from the family, don't tell me about outsiders."

She changed her position and seemed to feel more comfortable. She looked at Zixing again and said slowly: "Many years ago, there was a Tanlangxing in the Tanlang clan who was extremely talented and had a heart as high as the sky. He once wanted to know this secret. , so I met the true dragon of the same generation... After that battle, I believe you also know what happened to the greedy Wolf Star who was like a genius, right? I think this part cannot be recorded by inheritance. "

But Zixing did not give up and said: "But Your Highness the Saint, can you only watch the demon clan being consumed by this world and eventually become completely extinct?"

"I have no choice." Long Xiruo sighed: "If this is really the case, then we can only comply with God's will. Now that humanity is prosperous, the luck borrowed by the demon clan from humanity can still make the demon clan Survive for a long time. As for whether there will be a solution in the future, no one can say. So, you don’t have to worry too much. Who knows what will happen in the future? "

"It is said that the top of Mount Tai was once the place where Penglai last appeared." Zi Xing took a deep breath and said, "Your Highness the Saint, for countless years, the monks from China and our ancient demon clan have held a memorial ceremony on Mount Tai every ten years. You said... is it just in vain?"

Long Xiruo was silent for a long time, looking at the young master of the Tanlang tribe who was still very young to her, and finally said softly: "The mountains are not high, if there are immortals, they will be famous. If the water is not deep, if there are dragons, there will be spirits." "

"Your Highness the Saint?" Zixing seemed to have some realization, but as soon as his thoughts changed, he couldn't grasp anything.

"You go out, I'm a little tired." Long Xiruo shook his head, "There is a place for food in the back and a kitchen. If you are hungry, you can make yourself something to eat."

Zixing knew that what the True Dragon Saint said so much today was extremely rare. Now that she had been kicked out, she was arrogant and had no intention of continuing to entangle her, so she bowed directly to Gongjin and slowly said quit.

Long Xiruo looked at the closed door and suddenly murmured: "Everyone says Penglai is good, but who knows the suffering of immortals?"

She shook her head, sighed, glanced at the folded A4 paper, and immediately cursed: Fuck! How to find it! !

Just when Long Xiruo was really planning to light another cigarette to calm down his shock, there was another knock on the door suddenly.

"Who?!" She muttered impatiently, and then said in a bad tone: "Come in!"

The person who opened the door and walked in was Zhui Feng, who was looking around. Long Xiruo was stunned when he saw Zhui Feng coming in. Of course, Zhui Feng was also stunned. He originally thought Lord Long was here, but he didn't expect to see Lord Xiaolong.

Regarding Master Xiaolong, he had heard Mo Xiaofei mention it, and he had met him once or twice, but he didn't have much conversation.

"Zhui Feng? What do you want from me?" Long Xiruo asked subconsciously.

"Ah...I'm not! I'm here to see Master Long. She's not here, so I won't bother you." Zhui Feng said and slowly wanted to leave.

But Long Xiruo hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute, if you have anything to do with her, you can tell me the same thing. She told me before she left. Let me be more concerned about your affairs! Just tell me!"

Regarding your matters... Zhui Feng doesn't know who you are referring to, but since he said this, Zhui Feng still stopped.

"That's right, Lord Xiaolong." Zhui Feng stepped forward, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly asked: "I originally planned to ask Lord Long for some knowledge about the ancient stars."

Long Xiruo was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously said: "Ancient star knowledge? Why do you want to learn this? This system of things is very complicated. If you don't have more than a hundred years of immersion, don't even think about getting started! You are young. People, don’t aim too high, it’s the royal way to lay a solid foundation. You should cultivate your demonic power first and then talk about it!”

It seems that you are only that old... Zhui Feng moved his lips, as if he wanted to argue something, but he seemed to have some scruples, and finally nodded, "Okay, I understand."

Long Xiruo sighed, but suddenly remembered something. He stood up from the executive chair, stared at Zhui Feng and asked: "Wait, why do you suddenly want to learn the knowledge of ancient stars? Who told you of?"

"I...I heard that." Zhui Feng hesitated for a moment, and suddenly felt that he came here rashly and seemed a little lacking in thinking.

Long Xiruo stared at Zhui Feng up and down for a while, then narrowed her eyes again, as if to see through Zhui Feng. Then she frowned, a hint of disbelief flashed in her eyes, and then she fell silent.

"That...Master Xiaolong?"

"Chai Feng, right?" Long Xiruo sat down, "From today on, you and Mo Xiaofei will go to the training ground underground of the hospital to receive training!"

"scare??"

"Also, from now on, you need to keep a distance from Zixing!" Long Xiruo stared at Zhui Feng extremely seriously and said seriously: "Don't let me get in love!"

"……What?!"