Nan Yuanqi took the people into the hall of the residence, and then called the others to go downstairs.
Ji Zhou sat in the chair and looked at the surrounding environment and felt very familiar, but he couldn't think of any specifics for a while.
Yan Zhixu yawned, walked downstairs lazily, pulled out a chair and sat down, placing his hands on the solid wood table and tapping casually, making a series of rhythmic and crisp sounds.
"Fuck!"
The moment he saw her, Ji Zhou's pupils widened uncontrollably, his heart panicked, and he couldn't help but burst out a swear word.
Is this the "Starting From Zero" program group?
Did you make a mistake, what can't Mr. Yan solve here? Where else do you need foreign aid? He still knows how much he weighs.
Hearing his foul language in front of his niece, Nan Yuanqi's bushy brows furrowed, and his sharp eyes swept towards the young master, displeased in his heart.
This sharp gaze fell on him, and Ji Zhou felt that Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, and he smiled shyly to smooth things out.
"Ahahaha... I just noticed that the yin in this room is too heavy, evil and daring, and harming innocent people, so I couldn't help cursing people."
The other people looked inexplicable, unable to see what was in their hearts.
Only Tang Shuan made no secret of it, rolled his eyes in disdain, took out his mobile phone and read Weibo.
#Today's "Starting From Zero" has not been broadcast.
This hot search is hanging on the top of the hot search list, and a group of viewers are scrambling in the comment area to ask for a live broadcast.
Ji Zhou plucked up his courage, "That's it, I've heard about the situation on the phone."
"This time the matter is more difficult. I need an assistant by my side to assist me. I think Miss Yan is fine."
With Mr. Yan by his side, things will go a lot smoother, and if he is left alone, there is not much confidence.
Nan Yuanqi's body was filled with an unpleasant aura, and the sharpness in his eyes increased as he looked at Master Ji who was sitting upright.
There were so many people present that they didn't choose, but chose Ash?
Without waiting for Nan Yuanqi's rebuttal, Yan Zhixu put away the hand that was beating on the table, and replied softly, "Well, that's it."
When the matter was decided, Ji Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, God knows how uncomfortable it is to bear the director's oppression.
Seeing her agreement, the others naturally had no opinion, and they all told her to pay attention to safety.
Afterwards, everyone simply went back to their rooms full of worries after dinner, and locked the doors and windows.
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In the dead of night, Qu Liushang, who was lying in a coma on the bed, woke up, with an evil spirit in his eyes, and gently stroked his chubby belly.
With a loving look like a mother expecting the birth of her child, she looked around to confirm that the environment was safe and then opened the door and went downstairs.
He opened the door of the house and went out, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.
In the darkness, in a room, two pairs of eyes stared at the direction Qu Liushang left.
Feeling the evil aura clearly, Ji Zhou hugged the black backpack tightly, pulled the chain and took out a peach wood sword from it.
His hand holding the peach wood sword trembled a little, "Boss Yan, the mana of this thing is quite deep, much more powerful than the evil spirits I've seen before."
Yan Zhixu raised his eyebrows, "Follow."
As soon as the voice fell, her body jumped out of the window, using the spiritual power around her body, and her figure quickly disappeared like a ghost.
Ji Zhou put on his backpack, held a good old peach wood sword in his hand, mobilized his mana, and struggled to keep up with her.
The two followed closely along the breath and came to a small farmhouse with one floor.
Tonight is a good night, the moon is bright, and Qu Liushang is standing in the small yard with a strange look, looking at the chickens in the chicken coop eagerly.
Black mist appeared on his hands, and the chickens fluttered a few times and then fell to the ground.
"Drip-drip-"
Fresh blood flowed down, and the small sound of blood was infinitely amplified in the dark, mysterious and extremely infiltrating.
After the chickens died, the weak force flew towards the belly of Zi Liushang, and it was absorbed by the fetus in the belly in no time.